She was the one; the only one who could provoke you into things you thought you would never do. You hated her, or at least you used to.
She made you fall, hard, over and over again. Kotone pushed you off your high pedestal, and you lost your balance. You fell flat on your face. You hated it. You hated her for destroying the ugly lie you had made for yourself over the unfathomably long and lonely years. You despised her, and you often bluntly showed it.
You shoved her away with wolf paw like hands that she only wanted to hold. She had never hated you, even when you had done so much wrong. Those goody-two-shoes of a girl forgave you. After all that you had done, the radio tower, stealing all those gym badges and pokemon…. everything. You plummeted further into being her friend; to the place of no return. Now you hated to want to see her. You would hope to hear her call your name with a voice like silver bells. You told yourself that friends only got in the way, that if you let your self get attached it would make you weak.
But, you were wrong, dead wrong. Yes, of course she got in the way. She blocked your path, time and time again. Were you even traveling by yourself? It became hard to even tell. You saw her here. You saw her there. Was she following you? No, you just couldn't keep yourself from sniffing her out and tracking her down. You made excuses saying that you wanted a battle and that was it. Liar…You craved her company; her smile.
You tried to hide it from her, and yourself. The fact was: You fell…and landed in love. It didn't stay hidden for long.
Together you drowned in it. It was in the best way. You claimed kisses, hugs, and time alone. You found that you couldn't hate her. It was an ability you found you no longer had. It was an oxymoron now. It just wasn't possible anymore. She knocked it clean out of you and threw it to the wind along with your loneliness, your aggression, anger, and self pity. You had cracked under your own weight, and Kotone happily put you back together. Replacing whatever was inside with the love and comfort you had never had.
She gave you all the praise. You never deserved it. Almost everything you did was wrong, one way or the other. She called you perfect, unique, charming, handsome, the apple of her eye. You shouldn't have that, her words, her love, not even her at all. Eight years later, and you still didn't deserve to be her husband; to be at her side forever. If you could, you would take it all back; your insults and contempt. But, the past was the past. You could do right now. You could return the happiness or try to be the best husband that you could be.
In the very beginning she had stumbled upon you.
But, it was you who had stumbled on her.