P.S. I wrote this just for fun so please don't criticize me calling me an Againstshipper. XD
F.Y.I: This was originally planned as a Fireredshipping but I decided to change it. (Don't ask me why) XD
P.S.S. I don't own Pokémon or I'd be living in Japan in a 3-storey Mansion. Lol.
Zoey was looking out of her window at the Pokemon Center in Hearthome City.
"Hmmm… I should be outside right now practicing for my next contest. Better get to that right away." she silently said to herself.
She got out of the chair, silently exited her room and headed outside into the dark night for some last minute training before falling asleep.
"Just a little bit of training should help cure me of my loneliness…" she said to herself out loud.
When she stepped outside the entrance of the Pokemon Center, the harsh and cold wind welcomed her to the outdoors. Zoey ignored the 'breeze' and continued on her way to the battlefield.
"Alright then, let's get to work."
As she reached into her pocket to take out her pokeball, she noticed the solitude of the battlefield. She was the only one standing at the end of the arena when suddenly a flash of light came from her pockets and landed on the ground beside her.
"Gla…" cried her Glameow.
Zoey bent down and petted Glameow gently on the head.
"There, there… I can't be alone as long as I have you and the rest of the team right?"
"Gla-meow!" was her reply.
"*Sigh* But I still can't help but feel left out and alone… I bet Dawn is having a blast with Ash and Brock."
Glameow then gently slid her head up and down Zoey's left leg.
Zoey smiled before replying, "Alright, let's get some sleep and train tomorrow in the morning." She then took out Glameow's pokeball and returned her before heading back inside the Pokemon center to get a good night's rest.
While lying on her bed, Zoey began to think to herself.
"Why am I feeling like this? Why am I feeling so lonesome…"
Zoey, unaware that it was 1 in the morning, fell asleep without notice.
. . .
She woke up late in the morning and headed out onto the battlefield just like she'd said she would.
"Alright, Glameow! Come out!" she then threw her pokeball in the air and a white flash of light erupted from it spilling on the floor.
"Gla-meow!"
Zoey's Glameow then dropped onto the floor elegantly.
"Alright then Glameow, let's try your shadow claw!"
"Gla!"
Glameow then jumped up into the air and an eerie dark shadow formed on its hand. Then, Glameow aimed her shadow claw on the ground and a big crater resulted after the attack had landed.
"NO, NO! That's not what I wanted!"
"Gla?"
Glameow was obviously confused with its trainer's commands.
"Speaking of which, what did I want...?"
Zoey then collapsed on her two knees with hands gripping the sides of her head.
"Aw, this is hopeless! What's with these feelings! WHY AM I FEELING SO ALONE!" she scram out loud.
Glameow didn't know how to reply so it decided to stay silent with its head hung down.
Just then, Zoey noticed a trainer who was standing on the other battlefield; staring at her. He had a strict face and thick eyebrows. But the thing that stood out the most was his purple hair. When Zoey had made eye contact with him, he spoke, "Can you shut the hell up? I'm just about to start training here."
Zoey then started to cry. In one of the few times in her life, she had started crying. She couldn't remember the last time she had cried but it felt like centuries ago.
. . . Change of POV . . .
Paul had realized what he had done and decided to calm her down before starting his training session. He didn't care if the girl had kept on weeping for the rest of her life but what he did care about was his precious training time being disturbed. He walked over to her and crouched down right beside her. Knowing that yelling would only make things worse, he decided to take a more passive approach.
"Look, sorry if I offended you… I… think you're great and amazing and…"
He stopped in mid-sentence. Then he took a brief moment to reflect on himself.
"What the hell am I saying? This isn't cool! Apologizing is for losers! At least the girl seems to have stopped crying. I'm outta here."
He then got up and slowly walked away. After he had taken 4 steps, he was stopped by someone from behind him; hugging him. Paul's eyes were now wide open and he had an expression of shock on his face.
Paul's feelings right now were indescribable.
"What is this feeling… I know; I'm happy. Wait, no. I'm more than happy. Blissful… I'm blissful… No, scratch that. Could it be…? I'm loved.
For the first time in his life, Paul had felt loved. Before he could speak, Zoey decided to speak first.
"Thanks…"
Paul turned around and to his own surprise, he returned the hug. He then began to think again.
"Wait a minute… What the hell am I doing? Why am I hugging this girl!"
And before he knew it, he had shoved Zoey down onto the ground, instantly regretting it.
Zoey then began to cry in her hands all over again. For a minute, she had actually felt loved.
Paul couldn't bare to see the girl cry. For the first time in his life, he had set aside his pride and walked over to the girl to lend a hand. Zoey raised her face, accepted the offer and lifted herself up. After she rose up, she took a step back. She had finally realized who this was; Paul, the same jerk that had insulted Ash and his friends. How could she have not noticed? She gave him a mean stare but Paul's glare was hard to match. They both found themselves in a staring contest. After a minute, Zoey relaxed her tension on her face and decided to properly introduce herself.
"I'm Zoey, you must be Paul. Remember me from Snowpoint City?"
"I don't care loser. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to my training." Paul responded coldly.
He then slowly walked away in the same direction he had entered from with his hands in his pockets.
. . . Change of POV . . .
Zoey felt as though she had been slapped across the face. For a moment there, she had thought that "he" might've been the one to cure her loneliness, turns out he wasn't… Zoey, with her head down, decided to return to the Pokemon Center to call it a day-off. But inside the Pokemon Center, she was lying on her bed with her face buried in her pillow, crying.
. . .
"Zoey. If you open the door, we might be able to help you." Nurse Joy said.
"I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP!" Zoey scram out.
"Zoey! Everyone at the Pokemon Center is tired of hearing you cry so could you please let us in to help you?"
"I said, I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP!" and with that, she threw her pillow at the door which caused a loud "thud".
Meanwhile…
Paul had been walking down the corridor of the Pokemon Center when he noticed a group of people crowding near a door. He heard a girl crying from inside the room and Nurse Joy pleading for her to stop. He decided to eavesdrop on the conversation.
"Zoey! You come out of here this instant!"
"NO!"
"ZOEY! We're warning you! Come out of here before we get Officer Jenny or Chansey to open the door!"
"THEN GO AHEAD!"
Nurse Joy was about to leave the scene when Paul had stopped her.
"Let me try to get her out Nurse Joy."
"Alright, but if you fail, I'm getting Chansey."
Paul then stepped up to the door and began his conversation.
"Zoey, it's me Paul."
"WHAT DO YOU WANT!" she scram out loud.
"Look, I'm sorry for hurting your feelings. I guess I had too much pride to introduce myself."
There was no response from the other side of the door.
"And if you want, maybe we can start over; if you open the door that is." he said.
He then heard light footsteps coming from the other end of the door and finally a 'click' coming from the doorknob. The door slowly opened and Zoey revealed herself. She quickly gave Paul a hug while the group of people that were surrounding the door gave out "awws" and other cheers. When Paul and Zoey broke apart, Paul asked her, "Will you forgive me?"
"Only if you forgive me…"
"Deal" he said before quickly embracing her again.
There we have it! The first chapter!
But man! This was hard to write! If you liked it, I'll make an adventure story out of it but if you didn't, I might just leave this as a one-shot. REVIEW PLEASE!