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"Drew?" I swallowed slowly. It was embarrassing, exploding and everything... "I'm... Very sorry! I just was really eager to have a beautifly! So I could compete with te in a contest! te look like a really good coordinator!" I gulped as I finished. Was he really gonna forgive me? "May..." My eyes got wide, suddenly, he grabbed my shoulder. "I Amore you."
"Haaaaaaah?" I blurted. "Whaaaat?" Drew gave me a look, like a you-totally-ruined-the-moment-face. I blushed. "Sorry... But, um..." What should I say? 'I Amore te too?' o 'Theres someone else on my mind right now'? I thought about Brenden,...

ContestShipping (Japanese: シュウハル ShuHaru) is the belief that May and Drew belong in a romantic relationship. The name stems from the fact that the pair are rivals who compete against each other in Pokémon Contests.

The pair first met in Slateport City during Now That's fiore Power!, where Drew became May's version of Gary in the way he treated and spoke to her, criticizing her skills and generally being haughty. The nature of their relationship gradually changed as the series went on, finally coming to a subplot climax in the episode The Unbeatable Lightness of Seeing! that seemingly...

The time came for May's first date.She brushed her brunette hair so much it shined and her
indigo dress shined like the sun.She knocked on the green hair coordinator's door,pink circles on her cheeks forming.
Drew opened the door and smiled."I Amore your dress,but te overdone it.You didn't need to dress
up that much."Drew calmly said,trying not to make May cry."Oh,sorry,I'll change.."she said,trying not to cry.
"May,don't let's just go!"Drew unpatiently said.He put a blind between May's eyes."Drew where are we going?"
she questioned."Not to far..Untill we go.."he said.He at once unwrapped the...

A light haired brunette was training peacefully at the edge of at the famous Goldenrod city. Her pokemon, a well trained beautifly was perform it's act at the word of May. She thought of the contest to be held in three days. This was a chance to prove herself. She had won two ribbons already, the two contests her green haired rival had not been in. This contest, he was here. This was the biggest contest in Johto, beside the grand festival and May was determined to win. Her training was going along good, if she kept going on like this, she could beat that certain green haired boy with one hand...

CONTESTSHIPPING – REVEALS [one shot]
A/N-each and every place in this fanfic is a made up so work with me
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14 anno old may was walking alone in the silver region she was going to august Amore town for her successivo fourth contest ribbon but she had to attraversare, croce blazing eternal forests she had finished her cena and had finished preparing her tent she was sitting under a tall tree. I wonder where drew is she thought just then a cespuglio, bush started shaking how is there she asked just then a roserade appeared huh a roserade she questioned oh your such a pretty one may told....

Drew strolled down Normal strada, via with grace, which, shall I mention, was awkward for a male of Drew's perspective.

The lawns were planted with fiori of different species. Some bright colors, some dark, but they all smelled heavenly of pollen and freshness. He stood content and breathed the air in. It was odd to imagine, but the fiori smelled somewhat confortable. There was something about the elegant vegetation that attracted Drew to flowers. The coordinator summoned Roselia from her pokeball so she could share his amazement.

"Rose!" Roselia looked around in awe.

Drew smiled, "It is Pettleburge...

"Hm, the first Contest Hall is in Slateport City. Lets check it out Brenden!" I say to my childhood friend. "C'mon May, te know I don't like seeing girly contests! I'd rather bsttle the Mauville Gym Leader!" I sigh, about to chew his butt off for why he decided to travel with me if he doesn't even like contests. "Listen, if te don't wanna go with me then walk to Mauville da yourself!I'm sick of te whining!" I take a deep breath after that. Solemnly, Brenden starts to walk toward Mauville. He pauses and looks back. "May, I bet te could never win a contest!" And continues walking. I hold...

It was a bright and sunny giorno as Ash, May, Max, and Brock headed for Valero City (made it up). “What a great day!” May said, stretching in the morning. Everyone else was just starting to get up also. After getting cleaned up Brock made breakfast. Then the four started their five-mile hike to Valero City. The hike was a usual one with May complaining, Max indulged with the pokemon around them, Ash boasting about his latest badge, and Brock walking along silently, keeping a sharp eye for any of the opposite gender that might attraversare, croce the group’s path. As they got closer to the city, they saw...

May stormed off in rage. She was no fool. Harley was a demon. What had she done to make him hate her? She stormed in to Goldenrod city in anger, she stopped in the streets, something had caught her eyes.
"oh great" she thought. How many people was she going to see in one day? A green haired boy was standing 20 feet away from her, he had obviously noticed her but his head was turned another way with his eyes closed. He had a faint smile on his face, she could see he was chuckling. She looked over him in anger.
"whats so funny drew?" she spat over at him, annoyed.
"you look like you've just seen...

The successivo morning I found myself energetically jump up from my hotel letto and in front of the mirror, combing my hair gently. Why am I feeling so... Happy? This Drew guy, could he be the one responsible for this? As I fixed my bandanna and and grabbed my room pass I bubbly walked out.
I began humming as I entered the Contest Hall once again. He detto to meet here at exactly 9'o Clock... I guess I'm early.. I checked my Poke'nav and read "8:01". "Ugh! I seriously have to wait a ora 'nother hour?" I cried to myself, and took a breath. "Ah, well, I could just watch a contest battle to pass time-"...

Only a giorno until the contestant may was as happy as ever. Harley's appearance had completely vanished from her mind and she was around doing some last minuto training, and doing what girls do best: shopping! She was a happy camper. Pen giorno she was out shopping. She was different then she usually looked. She had on Jean shorts and a red blouse, her hair was the same however with the bandana, but she was wearing rosa polka-dotted flip-flops. She was walk around smiling, she closed her eyes for a brief second, but she walked into someone. She opened her eyes in shock and said:
"oh my I'm so sorry-...