My first real attempt at writing something. It's a little rough and there is some OOCness on Paul's part.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, nor am I making a profit off of this.
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Shinji never wanted anything. Everything he had, everything he did was because he needed it. He needed to win. He needed to prove he wasn't like his brother. He needed to show the world he wasn't weak. Simply wanting something? That was weakness.
Then one day she showed up. He never wanted her. He never wanted to see her smile like that, to let her poke fun at him. He never wanted to feel her hand in his when they walked in the forest. He never wanted to hear the way she giggled during their kisses, never wanted to shiver as she wrapped her arms around him burying her hands in his hair. Not the way her eyelids fluttered when he caressed her skin. Not the way she sighed with every touch.
No.
He never wanted any of it.
So when she walked away stopping only to look back over her shoulder and flash him one of those irritatingly sweet smiles he finally realized it.
He didn't want her, never would.
He needed her.