Alright. I haven't posted any of my fanfiction for a while, so I thought I should start posting some again. Apologizes for the short first chapter though: unlike my old fanfictions, I'm trying to draw this one out a bit. I hope you guys like it all the same, though!

Within You I See Myself

You look into me
You see yourself instead of me
I am true to the fact
And can not lie
I will be beautiful
If you will be

- Abdul Wahab

Shaymin, being the Pokemon of Gratitude, should have been grateful to have a visitor after so many years. However, the girl hadn't expected the person to be a certain someone.

The green-eyed girl stared into her shiny mirror. She had been brushing her long, green hair, humming softly, but had been frozen in shock. Her hairbrush had fallen from her delicate hand onto the bed she was sitting on. A dapple of sunlight hit the mirror through her windows, and bounced off. On every other occasion, she would have looked away, blinded, but her gaze was trapped within a pair of red eyes watching her.

Beyond her own reflection, the shadow of a man simply stared back at her. She knew him: he was Giratina, Lord of the Reverse World, and someone she knew not to cross. During many of the meetings between the Legendaries, she had been a witness to his violent behaviour as he got into a fight with either of his siblings, or even his father himself. He was commonly called a "bad boy", and many of her mentors taught her to steer clear of him.

The girl, curious, slowly gets to her feet. Why had Giratina come to visit her? Shaymin had never spoken to him personally, save for one time where she walked into him. The man had snapped at her. This memory stops her in her tracks. Giratina had better explain himself.

It turns out words were not needed. The blonde man broke his stare to gaze downwards, Giratina's mouth turned down into a saddened frown. A great sense of pity fills the girl. After his little stunts, Arceus had decided that banishing the young man to the Reverse World was their only hope. He really must have been lonely, being there all by himself for so many years.

Hoping she was right, she pads over to him, her pale bare feet soundless on the soft floor. Shaymin lightly places her hand on the mirror. He glances up at her, and, after a hesitated moment, the solid ripples like water under her fingers. It was risky, giving him permission to enter the real world. Arceus would be furious.

Giratina's face, looking strange beneath the ripples, was still so sad. Biting her lip, she lets her small hand slip into the portal. There were a few stolen moments where she was touching the coldness of his face, cradling it in the hand she used to bring life to the Earth, before the girl backs away, flustered.

Giratina, for a moment, look stunned. What may have been the glimpse of a soft blush ran across his cheeks. But, acting as if that small act of kindness had never happened, he pokes his head through the portal between worlds. A grin slips onto his face. "Greetings, Shaymin."

The girl shoots him a look, plopping down on her bed. "Did you just come here to gloat at me through my mirror? What if I was changing or something like that?"

"Harsh, girl. Real harsh." He steps through the portal, running a hand through his unruly blonde locks. "I appreciate you not running and telling Arceus, though. Everyone else would have the moment they saw me."

Of course, Giratina had used the Gratitude Pokemon because of her loyal nature. A feeling of hurt ran through the green-haired girl, and he folded her arms.

"Why are you here, anyway?" Her pity had disappeared from seeing his face after her show of affection: the boy annoyed everyone with his joker attitude, including Shaymin.

The man sighs, flopping down on her bed next to her, and closes his eyes. Lying there, the shadows under them made him look exhausted. "I felt really, well, lonely."

Ah, so the girl had been right. Giratina continues. "I still have ten years left until I'm freed from that awful place, so I thought for the time being I should sneak out of my so-called jail. I miss the sky."

Shaymin looks down at him, an amused expression on her face. Lightly, she picks up her hairbrush, and runs it through her hair, getting green tangles out. "So, you thought that hanging out with someone you barely know would be a good idea? Why not just escape into the real world somewhere else?"

Giratina grins. "I felt lonely, and since everyone else either hates me or fights with me, I thought I should try hanging out with you. After all, you seem pretty nice."

A silence falls, and the sunlight warms the two. When Shaymin thought that Giratina must have fallen asleep, he surprised her by piping up. "I am allowed to be here, right? I mean, I'm not being too rude?" He opens his eyes, and sits up, looking at the girl. An almost pleading look has appeared in the red orbs now: kicking him out would mean that Arceus would just figure out that he has escaped.

She nibbles on her bottom lip, thinking his words over. Her hands pause in her light combing. "I guess you're allowed here." She says, finally. As much as she wanted him to return to his own damned dimension, the girl pitied his loneliness. Shaymin clips a large Gracidea pin to her hair to stop it from falling in her face. "I'm about to work in my garden, though, so I'd appreciate some help. I'm wasting good daylight."

Giratina grins, his red eyes crinkling at the corners. "You do realize that I don't have a green thumb like how you do, right?"