One in a Million
I Do own the game pokemon diamond for my DS but I do not own the anime. If I did, Ikari shipping would be real, and Contest shipping would be married by now.
(BTW- THEY ARE OLDER NOW, SO DONT THINK THEY ARE 10)
*DAWNS POINT OF VIEW*
I do not remember one night in the last 2 years that I have not dreamt of his eyes. The purple flame in the back of them, radiating them with such a passion. Once I looked into his eyes, it was impossible to look away. I just couldn't. Whenever he looked at me, I stood there, dumbfounded, unable to look away. While my mind told my body to, because I looked like an idiot, my body just didn't respond. I froze.
If Ash and Brock knew, I knew that they would not speak to me until I changed my mind. Well, Ash at least. They wouldn't understand. Although he seems to treat his pokemon with cruelty, I still love him.
Paul.
That flame in his eyes, and that perfect, purple hair, just makes my knees weak. Plus, I know for a fact what he does. I used to do it too.
I know for a fact, that he keeps his emotions to himself. If you put up a wall, it helps you never get emotionally hurt by anyone else. That wall keeps out pain, but it also keeps out love. I know for a fact that he loves his pokemon. Ash hates him because he thinks he hates his pokemon and uses them as tools. But he has never seen Paul alone with his pokemon.
I have.
*Flashback*
I was making my way towards the lake Ash, Brock and I were camped out near. It was early and I was going to swim in the lake to help me wake up more. As I was getting closer to the lake, I heard laughing. Once I reached the lake, I saw a sight that changed my perspective of Paul COMPLETLY.
He was sitting there, with torterra and electrabuzz, laughing and... playing. What the fuck?
I sat there for hours, just watching them as they had... fun. Not once was Paul rude or harsh. I eventually realized that I had to get back to camp with Ash and Brock. They were probably peeing their pants worried about me.
*End Of Flashback*
I never told anyone about that day. I couldn't.
We were on our way to Hearthome city, I had a contest there soon. I was planning on winning this contest, not for me, but for Paul.
I knew it was silly, I know he doesn't like me that way. He can barely remember my bame.
"Troublesome" that's what he always called me.
There is about a one in a million chance he likes me.
But that little one, is the foundation of all my hope.
Okay, I know it's short, but I am planning on making this a series.
UNTIL NEXT TIME
LoveLeaker