Prologue

Prologue is short. This is my first Pokemon Black and White story, and so far I love it. It's gonna have some moments that would be more clear if there had been a prequel before it, but there isn't, so boohoo, eh? Anyway, enjoy.

"I… I've come to like you White… and I think it'll be you that I miss the most."

Wind blew my brown hair back from my face, and exhaustion made my muscles ache, but even tired and feeling like I was going to faint, I still got the gist of what N was saying. My eyes widened, and I took a step towards him, Reshy giving a warning growl as this also meant I took a step towards Zekrom.

"What are you talking about, N? It's over! There's no more running! We can both be great pokemon trainers now!" What was I saying? For the last month, since I'd found out N was the King of Team Plasma, I'd felt a burning hatred for the boy, with his gorgeous looks, kind, innocent eyes and tea green hair.

N just slowly shook his head, staring down at his feet. He'd never looked more like a child waiting for a scolding then now, and it hurt me deep inside, "No White… I'm leaving. I'm going to go and look at different places, see the different regions," At the word, he looked up, meeting my eyes.

There was a long, pregnant pause where we both just stared at each other, aqua blue eyes meeting grass green ones. It was me who finally broke the gaze, staring to the side with a burning intensity, trying to ignore the feeling of my cheeks flushing.

Then, N began to murmur, just quiet words, "Your pokemon. Your Samurott. When I first battled you that time in Accumula Town... what your pokemon said baffled me. They said they wanted to stay with you, that they loved you. I'd never heard anything like that, had only heard pokemon that detested humans. It threw my beliefs. I got angry, because I didn't want to be confused like that… but I was."

Slowly, N smiled at me, his green eyes sparkling, "So, as I said, I'll miss you, White, because I've come to consider you to be someone I respect… so… farewell. Maybe we'll meet against some day."

And just like that, he turned, launching himself out into open air. I felt a scream bubble up in my throat, catching there as N flew through the air and gracefully landed aboard Zekrom's hovering back. Reshy's heavy head fell upon my shoulder as my eyes filled with tears, threatening on spilling over my eyelashes and down my cheeks. My breath caught in my throat as the motor like system in Zekroms tail picked up, blowing back my hair.

And then, just like that, he was gone.

My knee's suddenly felt weak, and I slid downwards, until I lay on the floor, staring out with wide, watery eyes into the endless blue that was the sky. I could still see him. See the beauty of his face, his hair… feel the tingle of electricity in the air that had radiated off of Zekrom.

"White? WHITE! Are you still in here?"

Cheren's voice came rolling up to me, and slowly I stood, wrapping my arms tightly around myself. Reshy's bright, blue eyes stared down at me, calm, kind and warm, like the endless fire that burned inside of her. I gave her a small smile, blinking back my salty tears, and plastered on a fake, excited smile, sprinting towards my dark haired friend.

"I bet that creep, Cheren! I bet both of them! I'm telling ya, I thought I was gonna get more of a battle, especially out of N!"

"He was a bit of a freak, wasn't he? Not very strong, though."

"Nope… not strong at all."

It was lies, all lies, as the words left my mouth. He was the strongest person I'd ever met, but now was the time to pretend. The time to pretend that I was still the hyper, crazy person that I had been before the journey. That I was still me. White.