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Send ✿ for a HAPPINESS headcanon.

Despite being rather unhappy with the fact that he is stuck in a criminal organization he does not agree with, Xander has found other ways to be happy. He has few friends (that is, few people who can even tolerate his presence), but those few that he has bring all the joy into his life that he needs.

True happiness, however, will not be achieved until the day he can find a way to leave Team Rocket while also keeping his loved ones safe.

Send ღ for a LOVE/SEXUALITY headcanon.

Xander is undoubtedly straight. He finds all kinds of girls attractive, from short to tall, from thin to curvy. Ladies better watch out, because no one is safe from this smooth criminal! Although his blunt flirting usually gets him harsh rejections or even an occasional hand-shaped red mark on his cheek, his failures never discourage him from trying his luck with every lovely lady that comes his way.

It had been quite a while since Xander had spoken with his favorite pink-haired girl, but long enough for the bruise on his cheek to fade away. Although the things he'd said and done were awful, he had never in his wildest dreams expected Rukko to slap him--not that he had any right to complain. He deserved that, and more, and to be honest he could only admire the idol even more for her unexpected display of grit.

When he heard that she was to be staying in her vacation home in Ecruteak over the weekend, the thief had wracked his brain trying to come up with ways to make amends with her. After all, he truly had come to care about her, and if nothing else he wanted to be around to make sure she wasn't getting into any trouble (or rather, that she hadn't been dragged into Team Rocket's affairs while he was away). Giovanni's threat loomed over him like an ever-present shadow, and now more than ever Xander felt the desire to make sure the idol would always be safe.

Balancing precariously on the edge of their windowsill was a small glass pitcher filled with ice, thin lemon slices, and the unmistakably pale liquid of lemonade. Over the course of their friendship Xander had learned that it was the idol's favorite drink, and what better way to get back into her good graces than an offering of a refreshing glass of lemonade?

Pouring the cool beverage carefully into a glass, catching a lemon with his free hand as it rolled off of the windowsill, Xander tapped on the glass. He felt almost silly for doing this, but he was convinced that a simple apology wouldn't be enough to atone for the way he'd hurt Rukko. He just hoped that this would suffice.

He rubbed the nape of his neck nervously as he waited. What would he do if she didn't accept his apology? He hadn't come up with a backup plan just yet.

As the window opened, the thief's lips curved into a sheepish smile.

"Hey, princess," he greeted awkwardly, shifting his weight from foot to foot. "Can I interest you in some lemonade?"

If the girl looked down, he would see a small white card weighted down by a lemon so that it wouldn't blow away in the wind. In the boy's rough handwriting, it read:

Fresh, sweet lemonade, made with love! Price for one glass = 1 kiss                                    forgiveness.

The main entrance of the studios was pretty large, with a sliding door, a rather modern building if you could say so, and the interior were even more luxury and fancy than she thought. Honestly, Roxie wasn’t used to all those  elegant stuff, she usually did the sound-check and such things in a small structure, a familiar dwelling where she and her band used to practice before their gigs. The girl she had to meet today was a well-known actress, as well as a singer, they called her ‘idol’. It was rather odd for the rocker to meet such personality, yet the two of them agreed to make a single together, since as far as she knew, that idol was interested in her music style, probably she was fickle,  every musical genres was fine for her.

Entered the enormous facility, which was like a ten floors building, she immediately eyed a seraphic clerk behind a large counter, she was probably the lady who took appointments and such. Quickly heading toward her, she asked for her ‘appointment’ with the well-known idol Rukko, explaining the kind woman she had to settle with her a song, mostly the lyrics, as the music was mostly done by her and her band, though she might as well modified it with the young idol.

After a brief explanation, Roxie was taught she needed to head up to the fifth floor, where the young girl was waiting for her, not already in the rehearsal room though. Thanked the young lady, she headed toward the elevator, only few moments passed till she arrived at the long-awaited floor, a very nice lounge room, where a lovely girl with a cute appearance was waiting for her, sat at her ease in a comfy sofa, a gentle smile as she eyed her. So, she was Rukko, the famous idol.

Exiting the large lift, she walked inside the fancy room, accepting the invitation of the girl to sit in front of her, in a comfortable chair in black velvet. They were opposite one another now, their azure eyes firmly staring at each other. Roxie spoke first, breaking the ice.

A few minutes after Xander had gotten a text from Rukko informing him that she was back in Johto, he was already on his way to Ecruteak City. It was late in the evening, but he managed to catch one of the last buses en route to the provincial little town.

As he walked the distance from the bus station to Rukko's vacation home with his hands stuck casually into his pockets, he couldn't keep his mind from wandering. Lately he'd felt oddly attached to the idol, which was highly confusing for him. Although Xander had a reputation for being a flirt, had never been so devoted to one person before.

Nonetheless, the idea of seeing Rukko after such a long time excited him, and so he had wasted no time rushing over to her house. Rather than taking the sidewalk that lead up to the front door, Xander took his usual path, over the stone wall to the side of the house and up to one of the living room windows.

Tap, tap.

Xander yawned, turning his head away from Rukko and covering his mouth with his hand in an attempt to hide it from her. When he glanced back at the idol, he smiled; she hadn’t noticed.

He turned his attention back up to the lightened stage, where a group of cute, costumed pokemon danced about. The thief had finally given in and decided to give the pokemon musical a chance, although he was already regretting it. The show they had chosen to see was certainly aimed toward a female audience, and Xander was bored to tears. However, his companion’s wide eyes and bright smile told him that she was enjoying herself, so he tried not to ruin it for her as he suffered.

As he observed the attentive expression of the pink-haired girl next to him, Xander found himself smiling, blocking out the sounds of bubbly music and synchronized pokemon cries. If he had been with anyone else he might have already left, or complained endlessly—but with her, he felt that it was important for him to let her enjoy herself, even when he wasn’t.

"Hey, Princess," he whispered suddenly, just loud enough for Rukko to hear. Before she had a chance to turn her head, he leaned down toward her, placing it very close to the side of her face. As she turned, she realized that their lips were nearly touching. With a gasp, she shrunk away before Xander had a chance to follow through with his plan and plant a kiss on her lips.

"Xander, wh-wh-what are you doing?" she whispered frantically, pulling the brim of her hat down over her wide, panicked eyes. Her entire face was a deep shade of red as she wished she could just turn invisible. Xander chuckled and turned back toward the stage, leaning back in his cushioned seat.