disclaimer: Pokémon isn't mine.
pairing: Will/Caitlin.
notes: The morning air does wonders for your soul, and so does the Plain White T's.
the curious case of a curious boy and a inquisitive girl
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("Are you curious, too?")
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His name was William, they said. His name was William, but likes to be called Will; he likes magic tricks and white doves and pulling that cute little Pichu out of a magician's hat. The boy is magic, they said— he's magic and he's just wonderful and she's just enraptured.
And she just might be in love.
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He gave her first kiss when she was five and he was seven, under the table where he pulled a coin out of her ear. (The coin is now in her lucky, lucky box, full of wonderful things that are just simply amazing. Mainly, with things he gave her.)
And the kiss?
It tasted like a boy's dream along with lemon drops.
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When he was seven, he began wearing a mask— and she didn't see him that much, because he was scared so he hid behind the mask.
She just cried, because no one else would cry for the boy, not even the boy himself.
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He disappeared when they were ten.
He was never seen again, until she was fifteen with an Espeon and a pretty lilac sundress— and he was wearing that mask. He told her he was part of The Elite Four; she told him, to get out of her sight.
And he watched as the little bud, kept blooming. Whoever had her was a lucky man, indeed.
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She met Darach when she was 12 and just started training to be a Frontier Brain.
The first thing she thought was that his eyes were so kind.
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Darach didn't like Will, she knew.
So when she heard that he challenged Will to a battle— still as she watched from her throne, she murmured, "Darach will lose, because Will has those hands…Hands of magic."
And somewhere below, she knew he heard him.
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She was sixteen when she became a Frontier Brain.
But gave the title to Darach instead, because she thought he deserved something. And this was all she could give him.
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They confessed to each other when she was 18.
Because neither knew how to handle denial, anymore— since denial is just another word for love, but its love that you just don't realize yet.
But these two knew, after that very first kiss that tasted like a boy's dream and lemon drops.
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the end
(And they both were curious about what it felt like to fall in love— they were so curious that they didn't even notice that they were falling in love with each other.)
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