Me: So Hah! My first official story! I'm sorry for the readers of my last story, I sort of deleted it. You see there was really no plot for that story and it was taking its own course without my control.

Drew: How is that even possible?

Me: Quit asking me so many questions!

Drew: It was only one?

Me: School is terrifying I give you that! No offense to others but math is seriously killing the heck outta me!

May: Poor you.

Drew: Shi-chan does not own pokemon.

Me: you think I'm cute! You called me by –chan!

May: Don't count on it.

Me: and I thought Drew was the Green eyed monster. ON WITH THE STORY!

Note ~ I promise that I will not delete this story whatever the circumstances.


There he is.

It's so unbelievable. I just spoke to him last night… last night… and this afternoon, I found him lying in a hospital bed with a white cover on his handsome body.

He was dead…

My rival is dead! Drew is dead!

Tears fell down my eyes as I neared the bed he was coldly laying on. Fury suddenly ran down my veins. This was impossible! He…He can't be dead! It just couldn't happen….

"I….Is this some kind of horrible joke? He called me last night! LAST NIGHT! He was fine, he…he..teased me! Taunted me! Like how he would always do and…and now you're telling me he died because he fell on a cliff? He's smarter than that! He…It can't happen! No!" I yelled, crying like there was no tomorrow.

Solidad held me on my arms to prevent me from making my tantrum violent. She had tears threatening to come out of her eyes even if I had my back to her, I knew because she was sniffing like an idiot.

"Please tell me you're lying…please..." I whimpered as I felt everyone in the room gave me a sympathetic look. I dropped to my knees and cried.

Today was my birthday…May 4…Ash, Misty, Dawn came to surprise me…I even met new people who they dragged along. They were Gary, Paul and Leaf. This morning was the best, not until Solidad called me to announce the news, the horrible, terrible news…

'Happy Birthday May, I'll miss you'

His last words last night rang through my ears. I clutched my head. How can I be happy on my day of birth if someone I loved died this very day?

I..I mean loved like a friend, not love like that! H

Now, all the visitors of my party were on the door looking at me sadly.

I felt a hand land on my shoulder. "I'm sorry May."

Ash. "You shouldn't be sorry."

"We should go." Solidad announced through all the sadness. The humans on the door left even the nurses and doctors.

"Aren't you coming May?" Dawn asked as I shook my head, she nodded and left.

I…want to see him for the last time. For the last time before he'll be put in a casket.

I walked towards the bed. My hands were shaking as I laid them on the cover. It would be scary to be in front of a dead figure all alone in an almost dark room, but this was Drew I wouldn't be afraid even if he spoke this instance.

I slowly took of the cover and stopped when I reached his neck. All I wanted to see was his face. That's all.

There he is green-hair, his pale face and closed eyes. He looked like he was sleeping, that soon he would open those eyes and I would see the emerald shine in them.

But no, I would never see them again. In pictures maybe but it'll be so different than seeing them in front, searching your soul and understanding your being.

I tangled my hand in his hair; they were still silky like how they always were. "Drew why do you have to leave?" I said despite the fact of never hearing him answer with his deep voice.

"Why? Who would be my rival now?" I choked out as I ran my fingers in his cold face.

"Who would tease me? Taunt me? Support me? Answer me please." I pleaded, tears falling down my eyes, hoping with every fiber of my being for him to open his eyes, smirk, flick his hair and give me an answer that will irritate me to death.

"I…never could have said this when you were still breathing. But you're the best rival anyone could ever have. You're my best friend, Drew." I admitted through my shaky voice. It was true, we might not do what best friends do, but he always there, always understanding, always secretly encouraging. Always.

I bit my lip as everything around me seemed to disappear, leaving the only one in my mind.

"How could you leave…" Tears ran down my face like a waterfall.

"How could you…" I trailed off as I rested my forehead in his lifeless ones.

'Why would you…'

{Flashback}

The phone was ringing non-stop, who would call in the middle of the night?

"Hello?" I answered the phone as a deep familiar voice answered it. "Hey May,"

"Drew! What made you call in…12:00 midnight! Drew what is wrong with you?" I accused him when I realized that it was already midnight and he still had the guts to call.

"Nothing is wrong with me; I just wanted to be the first one to greet you." Greet me? What the heck is he talking about? Why am I still awake anyway?

Oh right…I stupidly drank coffee before going to bed and now I can't sleep.

"Don't tell me you forgot your own birthday?" He asked amusingly, I could already hear his smirk in the line. Yes, hear.

I laughed lightly, "My birthday is tomorrow."

"Now is tomorrow, its 12:00 a.m so basically it's already May 4." He stated smartly, I hate it when he's always right!

"I know that!" I refrained myself from screaming too loud as I said my excuse. "Of course you did."

Drew and his stupid sarcasm. "So, where are you anyway?" I asked, curiosity getting the better of me.

"I'm outdoors, leaning against a tree few meters away from a cliff and looking at a full moon." He responded bluntly. "It's a full moon?" I repeated as I made my way to the window of my room in a pokemon center.

Yes, it was a full moon and it never looked better too. "In a few minutes a sun will be replacing it and lots of people will be greeting you."

I nodded even if I knew he couldn't see me. "Yeah."

"May, I just want you to know that…You're a really good coordinator." I gaped, was this really Drew?

"Drew, is that really you?" I joked as he chuckled in the other line.

"Yeah, yeah, just promise me that whatever might happen…Always stay the same, don't change, be happy and…always remember me." His voice slightly cracked. Sadness was barely noticeable in his voice but it was there.

"Is something wrong Drew?" This was very unusual… He would never say something like this yet he was. I'm so confused… There's something inside of me telling something bad will happen. I just don't know what.

"No, nothing is wrong. Just promise." His cockiness back in his tone. This was much better.

"Alright, I promise with my whole heart and soul!" I exclaimed and I could hear him chuckle. "Good."

"Hurry up, Drew! I don't have enough time. Or do you want the deal off?" A voice I couldn't recognize said distantly.

"Just a damn minute." I could hear Drew spat at whoever's with him even if it was obvious he tried to cover the receiver.

"Drew? Who is that?" I asked worriedly. "No one." What the heck? It can't be no one! When I was about to protest he cut me off by his words.

"Really May, it's just an old acquaintance. Well, I'm really tired. I should probably take the honor of being the first one to greet you." I laughed at his words; everything has an honor for him.

"Yeah, sure!"

"Goodbye." He said, wait wasn't he supposed to greet me?

"Bye?" I said as more of a question.

"And,"

"Yeah?" I asked a little too hopeful as I heard him chuckle.

"Happy Birthday May, I'll miss you." Drew said to me almost emotionally, he hang up before I could answer. I dropped the phone as my mouth hung open.

Yeah, he did say those words. I picked up the phone as I grinned like an idiot. Drew was always a surprise.

"Thank you Drew.." I whispered to myself planning to find Drew and tell him myself.

{End of Flashback.}

So much for that. I looked at Drew again, "I'll miss you too…"

Everything then cleared. Drew didn't fall…no…he was pushed! That old acquaintance as he call it pushed him!

Fury ran down her veins, no one should get away after doing this kind of mess. I glanced at Drew one more time, before unwillingly covered him again.

I ran outside and into the pale hallways of the hospital, tears were still visible in my eyes. The phone call repeated in my head again and again. His words…his chuckles and the last time I will ever hear his voice. I passed many nurses who wanted to assist me yet I paid no attention. I want to get to Officer Jenny's Office as fast as I can.

At last, I came in front of a big navy door. I opened it hastily and watched as Officer Jenny's eyes widened at the sight of me panting.

"Officer Jenny, Drew didn't fell off a cliff! No!" I protested as I searched my fanny pack frantically hoping to find my pokenav.

"Here! Every call made yesterday was recorded! Hear this please and…and tell me who, who did this!" I almost pleaded as I handed a shocked Officer Jenny my pokenav.

"I…I'll be sure to find whoever did this and serve justice. I promise you May."

"Promise Drew! And make his death fair!" I countered as she nodded while firmly grasping the pokenav.

Don't worry Drew, I'll make sure to catch this murderer even if it's the last thing I'll ever do! I wondered. At least this was something to repay him for everything he did for me.


I shook my head, it had been three days since I reported the problem to Officer Jenny but still, no response. Today was Drew's funeral, May 7.

Everyone's behavior today was reflected by the weather since it was so gloomy. He was being buried in a cemetery somewhere in La Rousse beside his other late relatives.

I neared his snow white casket and allowed my hand to travel the glass separating my warmth from his coldness. There he was, wearing a make-up that could make anyone's natural beauty go, he was pale from hair to neck and was wearing a white tuxedo to match his box.

Tears slowly traveled my face, it was unbelievable that a few months ago this face was taunting me, smirking at me and now… I'll never see or hear him again…

A blood red rose laid on his chest complementing everything around it. That single piece of beauty reminded me of everything that concerned him.

"I'll always remember you Drew. Even if hurts too much…" I whispered weakly as I openly sobbed and closed my face using my hands. An arm was quickly placed around me followed by many. They were my friends, Ash, Misty, Solidad, Dawn and even Harley, they supported me all this time.

One would think why I would care so much about my rival…but one would wonder why I won't. I don't know why but his death was killing me, shattering me to pieces yet I can't understand why I feel like this. He must have affected me more than I thought, he was now that important.

The priest took his place and spoke a number of words, I couldn't care less. All I did was stare at the casket, even after they closed it and slowly lowered it to the ground. I felt a knot being tied to my throat; I couldn't cry again, I don't think I have enough tears.

The people in his funeral threw ivory roses at the now lowered casket. I took a red rose out of the pocket of my white dress; I kissed it before throwing it.

It landed at the center, and if you gazed, it was a unique red rose in the center of numerous ivories.

Some men took out their shovels and started to bury him, every memory of him flashed through my eyes and I could feel the same knot in my throat grow dryer. It started to thunder as the entire guest started to go, I didn't move an inch, not even when they all asked me to come with them to eat some soup, not even when they added chocolates to cheer me up.

Chocolates though can't be a best friend because once you eat them it'll just be a mere taste that will soon be digested by your body. Drew was one to stay in ones mind.

The funeral was over, and I stood in front of his gravestone.

Here lays the beloved Andrew Daniel Hayden,

A Loyal Son, A Loving Brother, A Caring Friend, AnEncouraging Rival and A Dear Role-model.

Born- June 24

Died- May 4

We will always remember you and keep you dear to our hearts.

No one was around anymore; they all left like they always do. Drew died at the age of 15, with 2 ribbon cups in hand. An accomplishment if you ask me, after all, I'm 15 but I only have 1.

"You must be mighty proud of yourself. I can almost imagine you smirking." I whispered towards nothing. The rain poured suddenly and the knot that was built in my throat suddenly broke.

I fell to my knees and cried my heart out. I held onto my aching chest like if I let go it would fall into nothingness.

"You idiot! Why didn't you tell me? Why didn't you tell me that night that you were going to get killed? I could have helped you; I could have said a lot of things to you…If only you told me!"

I screamed into the space in cemetery. Silence and the pounding of raindrops was the only response. I shouldn't cry…I promised Drew that I'd stay happy but…who could blame me? He was the first one to greet me, he even thought of my birthday when he was in the edge of dying. He was still caring about me, and…and he wouldn't want me to act like this…no…he wouldn't.

Then why am I acting like this? I'm only saddening him.

Then something fell in front of me, I paused slightly, still catching my breath as I looked at it. The rain still poured and it was hard to see what it was.

I took it into my cold, wet hands. It was a silver locket in a diamond shape. I clutched it near my heart. "I wish that I could Drew would be here again."

I wished as I placed the necklace in my neck. I don't care who owned it, it was mine now!

I feel so bitter…I'll just give it back when they approach me or something. I wiped away my tears which was stupid seeing as it was raining. I stood up and looked one last time on Drew's grave. It was now clear.

Drew was a red rose in the center of ivory flowers. And so am I.


Me: DONE!

Drew: What? You killed me?

May: YOU KILLED DREW? Ho…how could you?

Me: Hey! Don't be so dramatic with me! Its part of the plot, get over it!

Drew: The plot stinks…

Me: *sulks* And to think I worked so hard….

May: Drew looked at what you did!

Drew: What? Alright…Alright… Sorry!

Me: I forgive you….Now say it!

Drew: No!

May: Just say it!

Drew: sigh…PLEASE REVIEW EVERYONE!

Me: Thank you! Please do!