I sighed and played with my hair, thinking over the events of that day several months before. I couldn't shake them from my mind, no matter how hard I tried to rid myself of them, rid myself of him. But all I could do was replay that last conversation between us over and over inside my head.

"I want to talk to you about something."

"About what N?"

"It's about when I first met you in Accumula Town. I was shocked when I heard what your Pokémon was saying. I was shocked because that Pokémon said it liked you. It said it wanted to be with you."

"Well...yeah, they're my friends...practically family..."

"I couldn't understand it. I couldn't believe there were Pokémon that liked people. Because, up until that moment, I'd never known a Pokémon like that. The longer my journey continued, the more unsure I became. All I kept meeting were Pokémon and people who communicated with one another and helped one another. That was why I needed to confirm my beliefs by battling with you. I wanted to confront you hero-to-hero. I needed that more than anything."

"N..."

"There's no way a person like me, someone who understands only Pokémon— No, actually… I didn't understand them, either. No way could I measure up to you, when you had met so many Pokémon and were surrounded by friends…"

"That's not true!You understood the Pokémon that were hurting and crying...you understood your own Pokémon...please N...stop talking like this..."

"The Champion has forgiven me, and…What I should do now is something I'll have to decide for myself."

"N, Wait!"

That was when he had jumped from the gap in the wall onto Reshiram's back and flew off into the night sky, leaving me behind to watch his pale green hair disappear into the night. I felt tears roll down my cheeks and I wiped them away, I didn't want to admit that I had fallen for him, the innocent king of Team Plasma, but I had. I shook my head and turned the corner leading to the Nimbasa Amusement Park, smiling softly as I heard the squeal of children on the rides and the faint cheers from the gym. I looked around the park, my gaze resting on the massive Ferris wheel in front of me, a wave of sadness and loneliness washing over me. I sighed and got in line, paying to get on when I came to the front of the line and sat in one of the cars, not acknowledging the other person in the car as they got on.

I stared out of the glass top of the small cart, thinking to myself when I heard a surprised gasp next to me. I turned to the woman in the car next to me who was staring at something outside. I followed her gaze and my eyes widened as I caught sight of a white Pokémon, being ridden by someone with pale green hair. He was back, and flying away from me. Throwing the door to the moving car open I sent Zekrom out, hoping on it's back before flying off to meet him, or at least to catch up to him. Reshiram was faster than I had remembered and I scowled, leaning towards Zekrom's massive head, "Zekrom, give them a sign that we're behind them!" Zekrom cried out and caused a small storm above them that travled with them. I laughed and grinned as they slowed down, telling Zekrom to stop the storm as I got closer, my smile threatening to overtake my face. "N!" I yelled to him, hoping he'd hear me, my eyes and smiling growing wider when he turned his head to see me. It was the first time I had seen him in months, and I wouldn't regret one second of our reunion.