CHANCE OR CHOICE
This is a one-shot… and well it's pretty clear who's point of view this is.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.
People say things happen to us by chance. Others say things happen to us by the choices that we make. I believe that it is a little of both. It's our choice that determines whether we take that chance.
I met him by chance, but I traveled with him by choice, not that he gave me a choice. But that's beside the point. I decided to follow him, to travel, an opportunity I was not going to miss, even though I used my bike as an excuse as to why I was following him.
But little by little, I was falling for him. Yes, he acted out curiosity, was hot headed, somewhat slow and clueless about other people's feelings, and had his pride. But he was kind to Pokémon, cared and saved Pokémon and humans whenever he had the chance, had a strong determination to reach his goal, and stopped his training to help others.
When did I start falling for him… I don't know. Perhaps is when I saw him desperately trying to save his Pikachu the first time I saw him. Or when he had full faith on his Caterpie when he was battling Team Rocket.
When did I stop loving him… Never. I had the chance to stay with Rudy, but I chose to keep travelling with him. Although we parted ways, it was a decision that I do not regret.
I heard he has travelled with other people, other girls, after we parted ways. They told me he did not get involved with any, or did not have any feelings towards them… or so they told me.
It has been ten years now, and I have not seen or talked to him personally in the last five years. We both have been busy, but yet again, he was known to not keep in contact with others, even his own mother. I have been busy with the gym, battling trainers hoping to make it to the Pokémon League. It's been four years since I began running the gym under my name, officially declared the Cerulean Gym Leader. I'm glad that I was not the only one to reach my goal.
It was two years ago that he reached his goal, Pokémon Master.
A year ago, he disappeared.
No note, no trace, nothing.
Only six of his Pokémon were missing, his most trusted Pokémon.
That worried us, worried me. But as he said, "He will be fine, he has started his journeys with only Pikachu by his side. Even he isn't that stup-… Don't worry he will come back. He always does."
That calmed us down, knowing he has reason behind this statement. I know he will be ok. And maybe… one day… I will be given the chance to finally see him. Maybe he will choose to stay and relax for a while, a long while. And perhaps I will finally tell him how I feel, a choice I have been debating about for a really long time. Otherwise who know when I will have the chance to tell him before he disappears again right?
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P.S: I AM SO SORRY ABOUT "CHOOSE THY LOVE, LOVE THY CHOICE" I HAD A HUGE WRITER'S BLOCK AND COLLEGE HAS BEEN SOMEWHAT TAKEN A LOT TIME FROM MY WRITING BUT IM GETTING BACK TO IT :D! I ALREADY STARTED WRITING ONE CHAPTER SO IT WILL BE UP ONCE I AM DONE THIS YEAR I PROMISE!