Okay, due to popular demand, I decided to make this sequel to Unrequited Love. It will have three parts. They will be short, but I wanted to make it a three-shot as there are three definite sections to the story. Anyway, here's part one!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.

Dante watched TV with the other five pokemon as he waited for Melissa to come home. She was currently at the movies with her human friend, Cassie. Personally, he wanted to watch Spongebob or Lost, but he had been overruled by four of the five females, who wanted to watch As the World Turns. He was lucky that he had learned to kind of like soap operas. Otherwise, he'd be in a living Hell. It was hard being the only male in a house of seven females.

"Dammit, Holden. I can't believe you forgot your anniversary! Lily's gonna kill you," he whispered under his breath as he watched the show.

Just then, the door opened and Melissa came running in. Tears streamed down her face as she ran up the stairs to her room. He heard her bedroom door slam shut behind her and felt worry begin to flood his brain. 'What happened? Did she get in a fight with Cassie? Did someone tease or hurt her?' he thought to himself in slight panic as he raced up the stairs to find out.

He knocked on the oak door of her room. He heard no response, so he pressed the side of his head to the cool wood. The sound of crying came to his ears, causing his chest to feel heavy. It was as if his heart wanted to cry along, but its lack of eyes caused it to become waterlogged with the unshed tears.

He turned the brass knob and pushed the door open. He poked his head in and saw her lying on her bed with her head in her pillow. "Melissa? What's wrong?" he asked softly, his voice practically dripping with concern.

She didn't seem to be able to hear him over her own sobs and whimpers.

He walked closer until he was close enough to touch her. He gently laid a clawed hand on her shoulder, finally getting her attention.

"Dante? What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice being distorted by the spasms in her throat that were the effects of her weeping.

"He lives here," someone said from the doorway.

Dante turned his head just in time to see Storm slap Fox on the back of the head with her wing. Gwen shushed the whining Ninetales before motioning to Dante to carry on. He guessed that Luna and Electra's absence was due to the fact that they were addicted to their soaps and would not leave the TV during one.

He sighed and turned back to Melissa. "I came to check on you. Are you okay? What happened?" he paused before adding "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

Melissa took a deep breath to calm her sorrow wracked body before explaining. "Okay. I was at the movies with Cassie and we were having a good time. But then, we noticed that Kyle was there too. I was about to go say hi to him, but then he started making out with the girl next to him!" Tears began to fill her big, brown eyes once more. "I've never felt so used and humiliated!"

Dante felt a weird combination of emotions emerge in his body. He was enraged that the dirt-bag had hurt her, while he was deeply sad that she was hurt in the first place. At the same time, he actually felt a little relieved and even a bit happy that her relationship with Kyle was definitely over and at the same time incredibly guilty for daring to be happy at all.

Basically, he was just as much an emotional wreck as the human girl beside him.

"Are you sure it was Kyle? Theaters are pretty dark," Fox said, bringing Dante out of his thoughts.

"Yes. Cassie walked over to chew him out and I saw his face and heard his voice before I ran away," Melissa replied as Gwen came over to hug her, trying to comfort her in any way she could.

As much as he wanted to comfort her, he couldn't take being in the room any longer. His own emotions were clouding his thoughts, rendering him unable to think straight. And the sight of the girl he loved being in so much pain was just too much. He was unable to breathe in the crowded room, so he went out into the hallway. Storm was there as well. She hated to be crowded.

"I'm gonna rip that boy's eyes from his head with my talons and keep them as a trophy. He's gonna be beggin' for death when I get a hold of him," the Staravia announced as she began to spread her wings.

Dante put a hand on her shoulder. "No. That scum-bag's mine. He's gonna rue the day he caused Melissa so much pain." His hands went to his neck. He untied the scarf and handed it to Storm. "I don't want that to get stained. Please keep it safe," he instucted before running down the stairs.

"GIVE HIM HELL DANTE!" she called after him as she tied his beloved piece of fabric around her talon.

Well, it looks like Dante was right about Kyle all along. You'll find out what happens to that piece of crap next chapter. Until then, Attila out!