Author's Note: Hello! Ryn here. This is my first typed up fanfic, and my first on pokemon so any criticism or compliments would be nice! Don't worry, the story will go in to a happier mood…I think… Anyways, I'm not sure if it's very likely for many people to read this or the story so, well, here!

Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon, the characters, or a dating show.

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She read the letter again for the billionth time. She didn't understand why she was chosen for this dating reality show, and she was embarrassed, but it could give her money which she was short on. No money meant a short life and she had no money.

If her friends saw her now, she knew that all of them would be ashamed of her. How could she sink so low? Her own brother would probably not support her. She missed them all. She probably would never see them ever again. She had made that decision six years ago. She thought she would meet her rivals if she made that decision. She thought she would see him. When she went through her pokemon contests on her own, she never met any of them, especially not him. But she couldn't dwell on that. She had finally got it through that she was not destined to be with her friends and every time the realization came, it hurt. It hurts her too much.

"Haruka!" She snapped her head up. "Oh, please call me May." she replied. After all, in America the name would sound slightly weird. "Of course, Miss May." the guy in front of her said. He was tall with mussed up brown hair. He had light brown eyes to match and he was wearing casual clothes. He was handsome and seemed very social and the type of person everyone liked. He was the host. He was Michael Finn.

Michael Finn was the person who had invited her here. There were many rumors of him in the tabloids. Haruka never read them. In fact, she had never heard of him or his show in her life. Until the letter. She felt ashamed of herself for doing something like going on this show. Michael Finn always reassured her although he had no idea of why she could possibly be upset. In fact, he didn't even know she was upset.

What he did was hit on her. She never realized. There was only one guy she could possibly ever love. And it wasn't Michael Finn. The pang hit her hard. She didn't even consider deeply in to love. She needed to see him. She never realized it.

"About my show, May, what happens is that it's like a bachelorette thing. There will be many guys and the guy you enjoy spending time with the most will be going with you to home." Michael Finn said. She nodded. She would never have the guts to say she didn't want to do this. "You will be living in the studio with your own room along with the guys. If you want to go see them, they should have their names on the doors." She nodded again. She wasn't going to need to find any of the guys. She wasn't going to be going home with the guy she enjoyed spending time with. She wasn't going to enjoy spending time here.

"When will the guys come?" Haruka asked using her voice in a long time. It was rusty. She cleared her throat as he replied, "Oh, they are here. You've been here for, what, a week or so and they arrived here yesterday. You'll be meeting them in a couple of minutes." She nodded. "Why don't you go change right now?" Another nod. She went in to her room as they had somehow ended up in front of her room. On the door, there was a temporary label on it that said 'May'. What a joke.

Haruka brushed her hair down and wore jeans with a white, simple shirt. She remembered her old outfit she used to travel in with her friends and her hairstyle she had worn. She had the bandana and her old clothes. They were sitting on the bottom of her trunk, untouched for years. Another pang reached her heart.

Ignoring it, she walked back to Michael Finn. To her, the name was not Mike as everyone else called him. It wasn't Michael or Mr. Finn either. It was only Michael Finn.

He greeted her once more. He brought her around to a hallway. There were many doors. As he knocked on each door, Haruka noticed that the door did indeed have names on them. A guy would come out with the said name and introduce themselves watching Haruka in admirance. Before there was even the possibility of friendship, Michael Finn would hurry her away.

They reached a door two doors down from the end on the left. Haruka had always stood behind Michael Finn and wait for him to present her. She felt as though she was hiding. Again. Michael Finn knocked on the door once and the door opened.

"Hello, today I am here to present the lovely—" Michael Finn began. "My name is Drew, nice to meet you, bye." the boy said about to shut the door. Michael Finn stopped the door from shutting. Haruka's heart received another pang. She was hearing his voice everywhere. "Don't you want to see the girl?" Michael Finn questioned. Although he would have preferred to leave, he had to look somewhat good for Haruka. "No. Leave." the boy replied pushing on the door. "Just look at her." Haruka felt horrible. Although it was not him, it hurt to hear a voice so similar. "What was it…May or something? Well I don't care so leave." This time he tried to push away Michael Finn.

It happened in what seemed to be slow manner for Haruka. Michael Finn tripped and elbowed her by accident, pushing her in to the view of the boy. Her feet caught herself in time, but she felt the hard stare of the boy drilling in to her. She straightened her clothes and looked up starting, "Hello, my name is May."

The hair. The face. The eyes. Even the clothes had stayed somewhat similar throughout six years. His expression told her to be cautious of what she said as he was in shock and what she said next could effect greatly his reaction. But she couldn't help it. She had to whisper it and get it out.

"Shuu."