The third chapter of Vicissitude! Specials thanks to suika1021 for beta reading! Please ignore any mistakes or typos that may have been overlooked. Hope you enjoy :D

"So the farther you move the knob to the right, the hotter it gets and the farther to the left, the colder?" Pikachu inquired, amazed at how complicated it was for humans to clean themselves.

"Exactly, and you use this bottle to clean your hair. Just take a small amount and move it around in your hair, it'll start to foam up and then you just rinse it out with the water," Ash instructed as he handed the bottle of shampoo to Pikachu.

"Humans are strange, we Pokémon just swim around a lake and we're good to go," Pikachu said. He stared closely at the bottle in his hands.

"You're forgetting you're a human now so you should probably start thinking like one," Ash said as he chuckled softly.

Pikachu looked at Ash for a second before he stepped carefully into the bathtub as he clutched on to the shower curtain.

"Are you sure you want to take one, Pikachu? What if you slip and fall?" Ash asked while his mind flooded with scenarios having to do with an unconscious teenage boy and a very bloody bathtub.

"I might as well learn how shower now. Even if I do slip, nothing too bad will happen so please stop worrying about me," Pikachu said pleadingly.

"Alright but if something does happen, shout and I'll be here as soon as I can," Ash replied while his eyes still showed a hint of worry.

Ash then left the bathroom and closed the door quietly as he left Pikachu to his own devices.

Pikachu stared at the closed-door before turning the knob to take his first shower. The next thing he knew, hundreds of water droplets pelted themselves against his body. He quickly drew back as his heartbeat increased to a dozen beats per second. How the hell do humans bathe like this?! It's so strange!, he thought as he stared at the shower head in bewilderment.

He cautiously took a step forward and ducked his head under the water. It's just like standing in the rain, he soon thought. He then took a small step back and gazed at the bottle that was still gripped in his hand before he opened it slowly.

Ash sat patiently on the bed after he had changed out of his pajamas. Now I just have to get rid of the dried blood cake on them, Ash thought as he sighed. His thoughts shifted to Pikachu who he still couldn't believe had turned into a human being. Will he be able to turn back into a Pokémon? He won't be able to battle anymore but that might not be too bad...

His thoughts came to an abrupt stop as a horribly loud "Ahhhhh!" came from inside the bathroom. He quickly jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom. His nervous hands fumbled with the doorknob before he finally managed to open it.

"Pikachu!" he shouted as he ran into the steam filled room. There, he saw Pikachu seated on the floor of the bathtub with his hands grasped on to his eyes as if they were going to fall out while the water battered itself against his skin. Ash quickly ran to his side and turned off the water before he tore Pikachu's hands from his face.

"Pikachu! What's wrong?" he shouted, his voice filled to the brim with concern.

"That... that bottle you gave me… What the hell is in it?!" Pikachu yelled as tears poured out of his tightly closed eyes.

"What bottle? ... You mean the shampoo?" Ash asked. Then he let go of Pikachu's hands as laughter came out of his mouth when he realized what Pikachu must have done.

"What the hell are you laughing about? This isn't funny!" Pikachu hissed angrily as he tried to stop the tears from flowing.

"Ahahaha, it's just, hahaha, you're supposed to close your eyes while you shampoo your hair, hahaha," Ash said as he threw a laughing fit.

"How the hell was I supposed to know that when you didn't even tell me?!" Pikachu retorted, extremely angry that Ash didn't tell him such an important piece of information.

"I'm sorry, haha, it slipped my mind," Ash said as he lifted his hand to wipe away some tears at the corner of his eyes.

"Tell me how to get rid of the pain already!" Pikachu shouted at the top of his lungs as the pain in his eyes increased with each passing second.

"Here," Ash said as he turned the water back on, "just try to rinse your eyes." Then he gently pushed Pikachu toward the shower head.

"But that hurts even more!" Pikachu whined like a little child who didn't get his way as he pulled his head back out.

"I know it does but just bear with it," Ash said patiently to his tearful friend as he pushed Pikachu once more under the water.

Minutes and minutes passed before Pikachu finally sighed in relief as the pain in his eyes decreased noticeably.

"Use this to dry yourself and call me when you're done," Ash said then gave Pikachu a large and clean white towel.

"Alright..." Pikachu said as he glared at his trainer with bloodshot eyes.

"Hey, I'm sorry I didn't tell you! It just slipped my mind, that's all," Ash said nervously as he thought, Good thing he's not a Pokémon anymore or I surely would've been electrocuted by now.

"Of course it slipped your mind. Now get out unless you want to faint again," Pikachu said with a slight smirk and was met with a blush from a certain someone as that person hurriedly walked out of the bathroom.

Stupid Ash, how dare he forget something so important, Pikachu thought as he dried his hair with the towel and then moved on to his torso.

Why do humans use such painful things? Gah, my eyes still ache, stupid shampoo or whatever it's called. He maneuvered the already damp towel to the lower half of his body.

"I must get revenge," he mumbled quietly as he thought of a way to get back at his best friend. Then an imaginary light bulb lit up as Pikachu came up with the perfect plan.

He, this is going to be fun, he thought as he finished drying himself up and carelessly wrapped the towel around his waist. An evil, not to mention hot, smirk displayed itself on Pikachu's face as he called for Ash.

"Look, I'm really sorry for not telling you about the shampoo. Do you forgive me?" Ash said apologetically as he walked steadily next to Pikachu with his hands outstretched in case Pikachu's hands slipped from the wall.

"Let's just stop talking about it, alright?" Pikachu said in an annoyed tone as he waited for the perfect time to execute his plan.

Pikachu finally reached the bed and gratefully sat down, his energy completely drained just from walking. Ash sat down beside Pikachu and stared at his friend. Damn, how the hell did he get such great abs? he thought, a little jealous that Pikachu was so muscular. Well, he did battle a lot when he was a Pokémon. It wouldn't be surprising with all the training we've done. Maybe I should ask him to help me get some. What the… why does he keep staring at me?

"Uh… Something the matter, buddy?" Ash asked confusedly.

"Nope, nothing's wrong... Ash," Pikachu replied with extra emphasis on his best friend's name.

Ash blushed furiously at the way Pikachu said his name. Damn, why the hell do I keep blushing? It's just Pikachu! Ash thought quickly. But he does look really handsome... No, no, stop! Then he suddenly brought his hands up to smack his cheeks several times as if that would stop the strange thoughts about Pikachu.

"Are you okay, Ash?" Pikachu asked as he used his own hands to stop Ash from hitting himself.

"Uh, yeah, I'm totally fine. I mean, why wouldn't I be fine? He he.." Ash spat out nervously while his blush grew even bigger after he came into contact with Pikachu.

"Are you sure? You look kind of flushed. You don't have a fever, do you?" Pikachu purred as he gradually closed the gap between the two of them.

"N-no, I'm perfectly healthy! Haha, what are you t-talking about?" Ash said quickly. He is getting way too close, he thought as an alarm went off in his head to get the hell away from Pikachu.

"Oh hush, let me check your temperature, alright?" Pikachu said with a devilish smirk then pushed Ash on to the bed while he used his hands to hold Ash's down.

"B-but you don't h-have a thermome-," Ash started but was quickly cut off as Pikachu completely closed the last few inches of space between their lips.

Pikachu prodded his tongue against Ash's closed lips as his left hand rode up the inside of Ash's shirt and glazed over his slightly hard nipples. The sensation from Pikachu's touch caused Ash to slightly gasp and gave entrance for Pikachu's greedy tongue. With his tongue snuggly inside, Pikachu slid it against Ash's hesitant one as if inviting it to do the same. Ash, not fully aware of what was going on, moved his tongue to slightly touched Pikachu's and the two tongues danced a waltz of sorts with Pikachu leading the way for Ash's inexperienced one. The dance stopped when air became a problem.

"W-w-what are you doing?!" Ash shouted. He would've looked mad if it wasn't for the fact that he was totally red in the face.

"Getting revenge," Pikachu stated slowly then leaned in to continue with his plan.

"B-but I don't w-want this!" Ash yelled, his angry tone completely betrayed by the stutter in his voice.

"Don't lie to yourself, you were enjoying it just as much as I was," Pikachu said with a frightening smirk as his lips hovered just centimeters above Ash's.

"B-but.. No, w-wai-mph!" Ash started as Pikachu picked up where they left off.

That was my first time writing a make out scene so I apologize if it sucked. The previous chapter and this chapter were originally chapter 2 but I thought keeping them together would've been too long. What do you think will happen to Ash, hmm? xD Find out in the next chapter which will be posted sometime next week! Reviews would be nice! :D