Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, only the plot is mine.

"Sayonara, Ash, Dawn and Brock. I hope to see you again," May thought, as she waved to them, a fake grin plastered on her face. A small tear spilled from her eyes, sparkling like a diamond against her dark fringe of lashes. She wiped it away in a swift motion, hoping no one noticed. Slowly, the waving figures on the dock disappeared from sight, becoming no more than three dots against the sun-streaked horizon. A wave of sadness engulfed her as she looked at the serene water ahead, a surface of never-ending blue ribbons, betraying nothing under the glittering waters. "Just like my future," she murmured sadly. "So murky and cloudy." She glanced up, tears creating a halo of luminosity in her eyes, illuminating the anguish welded deep within her heart.

May sat curled up against the wall, a wistful expression etched on her innocent features. Her usually readable sapphire eyes were blank, yet there seemed to be a strong emotion burning under the impassive expression. After another moment of thoughtfulness, she hoisted herself up and twirled once, landing on the bed in a graceful pirouette. With a longing sigh, she caressed the filmy silk, orbs of light mirrored in the sea of white. I guess I should go trainnow. It will help me when I get back to the contests in Johto. May thought, resignation a visible aura around her crouched form. Reluctantly, she flipped off, pausing only to grab her bracelet of Pokeballs off the mahogany nightstand.

"I guess I'll go grab some lunch before I train," she mused.

With one last mournful look at the room, she walked into the hallway and towards an Italian restaurant she had been to with Ash and company during her visit to Sinnoh. Glancing up only momentarily when a bell on the door tinkled, indicating her arrival, she allowed herself to be led to a small table. All around her, trainers and coordinators alike were eating and talking with their friends, the occasional sound of laughter carrying through the restaurant. May suddenly felt very alone without her friends, and had to blink through tears that had somehow materialized in her eyes. She was still struggling to prevent herself from crying when the waiter came. Ordering a pasta dish with a shaky voice, May ate quickly and left, walking dejectedly down the streets towards the Pokemon Center, where she was staying for the night. When she looked up to see happy couples strolling, a flash of green hair and eyes surfaced in her mind for a moment, before she vehemently pushed the image to the back of her head.

Her head bent down, she trudged up the stairs, tendrils of her sleek brown hair shielding her face from view. Stopping outside the glass doors of the Pokemon Center, she glanced up, a small smile gracing her delicate features. It was a beautiful spring day in Violet City. Everywhere she looked, cherry blossoms were in full bloom, flaunting their fragile pink petals. May watched, admiring the natural beauty of the flowers as they twirled off the trees, dancing in a spiral pattern, harmonizing with the wind. A blossom gently hovered into her hands, its petals pulsing in rhythm, the very semblance of life. She examined the petals, astonished by the detail of the flower. Every membrane, every splash of color on the fragrant blossom was visible. So gorgeous, yet so complex. Just looking at the flower fills me with happiness andlove. Just like a rose. May's face took on an expression of melancholy, the familiar misery laced in her blue eyes. Drew, where are you? She wondered, grief woven into her thoughts.