This is just a one-shot I found while looking for my scrapbooking supplies. It's pretty but, Hope you enjoy it!
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Ages:
Lucas: 17
Dawn: 16
Conway: 17
"Finally, my chance"
The words were spoken quietly, for only himself to hear. The man was quite skinny, preferring books to physical exercise, although traveling on foot caused him to develop a lean layer of muscle over his bones. His dark colored forest hair grew long, neatly combed, and hung to his pale skinned chin. His bangs covered his dark-rimmed glasses that glinted in front of his black eyes. The nerdy guy went by the name of Conway, a trainer who used his mind to establish planned out strategies to overcome his opponent.
Conway quietly made his way around the corner of the Pokemon Center, which long ago turned of the buildings lights. Uses his predetermined measurement, he stopped his crawling at the fourth window from the automatic doors of the red building. The nerd slid down to sit against the cement wall, taking a deep breath to calm himself. Since the tag team battle, Conway held been fascinated by the blue-haired beautiful coordinator. With her bright sapphire eyes, wavy royal blue colored hair, friendly nature, and perfect body, she had immediately caught his attention as his partner.
The 17 looking male decided to proclaim his love for the short blunette, by simply laying his lips on hers. Research had showed him that kissing was the most successful way to get a girl, a light red came across his cheeks at the very thought. Getting the courage he needed, on the warm summer night, he stood up, edging his fingers under the ledge of the window, slowly and quietly pushing the wood frame up.
"Dawn" Conway smirked, and stopped edging the window up, it was big enough to squeeze his thin form through easily. He slipped inside, being careful to not make noise, as to not awaken her, that would ruin his surprise after all. There she was, sleeping soundly on the mattress, her arm across her stomach running just along the hem of the warm blanket that covered her waist down.
Exhaling deeply, Conway licked his lips, closed his eyes, and brought his lips forcefully down on hers. The blunette awoke almost instantly, slapping his cheek away from her. The trained staggered back, his cheek beginning to numb, but none the less his lips graced an evil smirk. Dawn had sit up, still wondering what had happened, the trainer however noticed something. An arm was around his object of affection, tanned with a long pink scar running on it, the large muscles moved as the arm's owner started to awaken.
"Dawn? What's wrong?" The deep masculine voice made Conway gulp with fear. A guy sat up behind Dawn, running a hand through his spiked dark hair. The absence of a shirt showed only more of the guy's body, the muscles sculpted in like a carved stone. Conway froze as the other male found male, eyes the color of steel hardened as they looked at him.
"Lucas, he…" The beauty started to explain the situation, but Lucas paid her no mind as he stood to his full height, towering over trainer that dared to touch his girl. Conway, backed up towards the window he had entered from, the muscular male lunged at the intruder, throwing him clear out the window to land hard on his back.
Conway slowly sat up, groaning in pain as he rubbed his back where he had landed hardest. He mumbled to him a piece of advice.
"Next time, know everything that could go wrong."
Thank you for reading! I always thought this would be something Conway would try, since he was obsessed with Dawn in the TV show. Sorry if this offended any Conway fans.
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Bradley