Secrets in the Battle Frontier

Author's Note: Okay. Before I go any further, I want to say one thing: OMG!!! This is my first Multi-Chapter fanfiction… Yay! (Um…this is a yay moment, right?) Either way, this is my first, and I'm not quite sure how long it's going to go for. My guess is 12 chapters, but it might be longer or shorter. Now, before I finish my little rant, there are some things I have to get out of the way.

Disclaimer: I do not now, nor will I ever own Pokemon, the songs: Listen to your Heart, Everytime we touch, Bad Boy, Simple and Clean, Sanctuary, It ends tonight, What I've done, Once Upon a broken heart, This is me, We'll be together, or Last Christmas.

Pokemon belongs to several people and companies, none of which I can really remember. The songs belong to D.H.T., Cascada, Hikari Utada, The All American Rejects, Linkin Park, The Beu Sisters, Skye Sweetnam, and Ashley Tisdale (In that order, but with multiple songs belonging to some).

I DO, however, own all original characters in this story, including Anna, Hana, Sandy, Lily, Jasmine, Luna, Serena, Jerry, Darien, Emily, and my version of La Rousse City's Nurse Joy. I also own my original songs, and any new versions of parts of the cities, mainly focusing on La Rousse.

No copyright infringement is intended.

Summarizing that: I don't own Pokemon or the (official) songs. They belong to other people and companies, and I do not intend to make any money from mentioning them in my story. I don't intend to insult or copy the original owners of said works.

Warnings: There are several reasons that this story was rated Teen.

The main reasons being suicide, extreme emotion, stories of abuse, a small fantasy, and for a possible kiss.

This story dedicated to: x-Baybee-Sparkz-x, Cinpii, Untouchable26, Yurippe, Inspire-Illuminate, A-Rose-for-me-a-Rose-for-you, Twopaw, ravengal, confessions-of-a-secret-love, and to my fellow newbie contest-shipping writers, such as SweetSoccerMonkey and Flygonrulz. Major credits also go out to and Aquarius Galuxy, whom has inspired me very much!

Okay, that takes care of that… Dang, that was long. Apologies!

Chapter One: Bad Day

As I stare out at the empty window,

I can only hope…

My true love has returned,

my emotion re-evoked.

I hope, and I'll try.

Things will happen

and I won't know why.

Lots of things are yet to come-

Until then, I guess….

I'll just have to try to smile again.

"Drew? Drew? ANDREW KENTA, WAKE UP!"

AKK! A short thud was heard as the eight year old flew into a sitting position, crashing into the wooden planks above his bed. Groaning gently, he forced himself down the ladder, softly shaking the Budew that was sleeping in the bunk below him, causing a short 'dew-w-w-w-w' as the grass Pokemon stretched its arms out.

"Yes Mom?" Drew asked as he walked out his bedroom door, into the adjoining hall. "Mom?" He asked again, louder this time. "Mom?" His voice had become smaller; he knew something was wrong.

He had to try one more time. "Mom?"

"She isn't here, you know." A quiet voice echoed throughout the hall, though its tone was weak, as though struggling to remain in existence. Somehow, there was an intense atmosphere, as though something was off- Just enough for some to think of as nothing.

But for those of us that can pay attention-

It's just enough to know that something's wrong.

"She left a long time ago. The same way daddy did." The voice was becoming stronger, somehow feeding off Drew's own fear of what it was saying. "You know why they left, Andy."

Wait. Andy?

"It wasn't my fault. And it wasn't yours. At least, that's what I've been told.

We know the truth, now don't we?" The air surrounding the boy was hard and stiff, as though the sound was surrounding him, tightening, as if to immobilize him.

"You know what it is Andy. It's all our fault!"

"Andy? ANDY!!" A sharp voice, surprisingly strong for a whisper, snapped him back into reality.

"What?"

"Come on, snap out of it. It's time for practice." The voice, slightly louder, belonged to Lily Smith. She was pulling her ivory braid higher, holding it in place with a white band. Lily was nothing enormous to look at- tan/brown skin, black hair, jeans, and a purple t-shirt layered with a black vest. The twelve-year-old had managed to force him off his daydreaming position on the window seat in the Pokemon center. Of course, he didn't mind at all- he was just glad that she was there. See, Lily was one of those people- A lot of the time, everyone just thinks that she's too complex to be sane, and just brushes her off as another weird kid. Really, if you knew her long enough, she was an amazing person, with a personality to envy. Keyword: If.

She'd not been near Drew in over two years- She'd never called, never traveled with him. Their paths had crossed about a week ago. The contest in Oldale town was in exactly three days now- so they'd resolved to training together, and hoping that they'd finally be able to battle one another again.

It wasn't as though he hadn't missed her, no, it wasn't that at all.

Yet somehow, everything just seemed a little bit off lately- his nightmares were worse, forcing him into half-awake moments, where he'd see something- it was never something good. Lily seemed to have that affect on him lately- but that couldn't be it. Lily was…. Lily. She never hurt anybody- so why would she hurt him?

By the time he'd stopped thinking about what was happening, and why it was, practice had ended.

And, of course, it hadn't ended all that well. Due to his lack of focus, Drew had started to fall behind in his moves, leading him to be totally crushed by Lily. Oh joy. Once he'd reached the Pokemon Center, he'd ended up locking himself in his and Lily's room, not really caring that she wouldn't be able to come in.

None of this was because of Lily.

He pulled his knees to his chest, his arms locked around them.

His eyes shut tightly as he allowed the familiar chills spread through his skin, allowing the small bumps on his arms to rise, from his elbow to his wrist. The boy exhaled sharply, as he shook, just slightly.

What is wrong with me?

Everything. You can't keep on lying to yourself like this. It isn't right.

What do you mean? Lying to myself? You were there when I found it.
You know what I did to her. What I did to my own blood.

Exactly. Everything is wrong with you. You can't go on like this, Drew.
You don't deserve any of this- this coordinating journey, Roselia, having Lily with you- you don't deserve it. Why do you try when it's so pointless?

I might not deserve this life I have- But everyone else does. They don't need to be shocked, or in pain. I have to keep them happy-
Keep them away from becoming as lifeless as I deserve to be.

Fine. If that's the way you feel- you may have a point. But I'm warning you right now- this can't last forever.

I know. But it'll have to work for now.

Finally, it stopped. The second voice went dead, and the chills began to dull, weakening as his arms fell to the bed below him, the rest of his body soon following. This was not turning out to be a good day.

Author Note:

Okay. It's not perfect- but I still hope you guys could give me a little advice? Comments? Thoughts? Constructive Criticism?