"It's too easy." Misty bragged, swiftly gliding through the thick snow as a smile grazed her tender lips. Pulling the effort on perfecting her image, she had gone the extra length of applying lip gloss and adapting a heavenly scent. Her new preferred perfume, being a rare variable in Kanto, 'soft 'n' silky'. The reason behind her gorgeous scent.

The raven haired boy watched closely, in awe, warm and comfy in his brand new coat his mother had stitched for him since she decided to make use of the time she spent lounging on the sofa, with a bowl of popcorn resting on the arm of the sofa as she sipped away her lemonade. Pondering her thoughts on her soon was damaging her health, so she took Johanna's advice on getting attached to a hobby, since it would eat up her time and relax the mother.

The coat had a: silky texture, but yet wrapped him up well so that the summer touch was all he felt. Bright green to bring out the best in him, since green was a colour that suited him well. And since Delia had ran out of stick of green cloth, she improvised with red and the pockets were a cherry red. Identical in shade to his frost cold cheeks.

Collar up, he watched her skid down effortlessly, eyes fixed forward. But unnoticed to the viewers, she was secretly watching Ash's reaction in the corner of her eye, to motivate her to preform more skillful tricks. A swoop, a dive. Even the famous swan lake posture that grasped every body's attention, and soon she found herself in the lime light.

"She's pretty good." Brock complemented, sitting beside the gobsmacked companion. Ash was fazed and hadn't taken wind of his remark, until he waved his hands before his face so he could fade back into reality. Blushing, he smiled sheepishly and waited for Brock's reply, allowing the silence to stretch.

"Your mum," Brock finally began, looking towards the direction of the mother. In her own little world, she was providing food for the gathered friends, who had decided too much distance was made and they needed a gathering, so they could interact with each other and old friends become new again. "She is making your favourite: Smoked ribs and chips, with salad at the side. Warm, huh?"

"Oh yeah!" Ash replied, energetically. The mention of food had snatched his attention and now he was on full focus on Brock. Misty, seeing that her favourite fan was now wrapped in the excitement of food, frowned upon herself for ever allowing him to drift off. Sighing, she began dancing again for the viewers who still wanted a show.

Food can't be that much of a topic, can it? Misty though, mentally. But she knew she was kidding herself to ever think something as preposterous as that. Ash had craved food ever since he grew teeth and was aloud to join in at the dinner table, when he was just a toddler that was still stumbling over his own feet. Pokemon and food was his obsession, and that was something that wasn't going to change.

He would always love: Pokemon, food, and the addition of a someone special...

"Yeah," Gary chipped in, allowing the Pokemon to scatter around and joke around with one another. Being the worst when it came to the icy snow, he had decided to stay in the hut with the Pokemon since some were fragile to the bitter weather. But of course, being irresponsible Gary, he allowed them to follow him and prance around like it was no big deal.

"By the way, where's that girl?" he asked, as people reunited with their beloved Pokemon.

"Stay away from her!" Ash snapped bitterly. Gary gave a smug look which caused Ash to turn a brighter red then he already was. Gary was catching on about Ash's feelings and was using these clues against him, to break him down and toy with his emotions until he finally let them loose. But knowing Ash, he was too dense to know how to approach a girl and settled with just being her friend.

"I'd like to hang out with her a bit. What? She's still getting dressed?"

"That's Dawn for ya." Brock chuckled, in the lead of this love game, since he spent more time with Ash.

And to Gary's dismay, Ash had opened up to Brock about what was bugging him, and when he slipped her name and explained how love was provoking him, there was no rewinding time since all was already revealed. Besides, Ash had no problem with Brock knowing his deepest secret. Unlike Gary, who spoke his thoughts to the world.

"Well, call me when she's out, K?" Gary asked bitterly, turning back gingerly as he gathered the Pokemon easily with just a blow of his thin, tender lips. The whistle had drawn them in and like trained soldiers, marching behind the chestnut haired trainer sensibly with some of the weakest lot sneezing hysterically, already affected by the cold weather and the fierce breeze.

"Whatever," the jealous brown-eyed trainer whispered, crossing his arms as he threw a childish fit. He looked at the green-eyed master piece again, and his pain eased as watching her brought joy to both his eyes and heart. Seeing his attention being drawn to her, she put more life into her actions although some had already lost interest of her little stunts.

After awhile, she lost interest in herself and began skidding towards Ash. Head held high, she fixed a smile on her lips and pursed them, not allowing herself to splutter giggles and snort, blowing her cool image that she had just preformed on the ice. Ash watched them and as their eyes locked, Misty could feel the blood rise to her cheeks as it went as red as her lips.

"Hey,"

"Hey Mist." Ash greeted in a warm, considering manner. Rising his hand and then allowing it to fall back at his side in an instant, it showed no affection of interest unlike the greeting he gave. Misty sat down next to him, and didn't allow any air to be spared. Slightly caught off by this movement, Ash shuffled towards Brock and gave her the concerned glare.

"I'll be off." Brock announced, trying to keep his smirk in.

Ash was too dense to catch on at what he was signalling, and allowed a discussion with Misty to drift as she twirled her locks with her finger tips, eyes sparkling as her pursed lips formed a smile. But of course, the boy wasn't fully developed yet to know when a girl was showing affections of interest towards him. Only when they began tilting in, eyes closed...

"...and people are saying Gary and Dawn suit. I think they do. Perfect for each other, don't you think? Two people that really have a flare for showing the best of themselves, and really, we all know Gary likes her a ton. But Dawn... I think she's only playing hard to get." Misty rambled on, blind to see Ash's eyes twitch with irritation, and how he began loosing his cool.

"Whatever," Ash snorted, rising. "I need to go for a walk. See ya."

Misty, dumbfounded, watched him as he disappeared through the large bushes, towards the small house which they all got changed in. Unknown to him, Dawn was still in there and was just fitting in the finishing touched to her master piece of an outfit. As he passed the female side of the outdoor changing cubicles, the door swung open and caused him to fall back.

Bang!

"Oweeh~!" he whined, rubbing the back of his head as he sat up immediately. He blinked a few times, the world a blur to him, and then everything faded back to it's original place so the world made sense to his eyes. And what a 'heavenly' sight he saw when opening his eyes to the world: Dawn's developed chest. Blushing madly, he shifted back and then looked up to her face, seeing that she was reaching for his head and aiding him.

"H-hey." he blushed, surveying her outfit. A divine red christmas coat, with white fur going round her collar as it brought out the snow-related theme. A silky white scarf replaced her pink one, as it loosely hung off her neck, trailing behind with her vibrant hair, that resembled the crashing waves dancing freely with the wind. And in addition to that, two fake missile toes were placed on either side of her coat, which matched well with the one that clipped back the pesky strand of hair.

Dawn, being the girly girl she was, wore a glistening red skirt that came above her knees, and thick white tights to keep away the chills from her slender legs. White flats, Dawn looked divine and pulled off the look with her usual peppy smile, and confident plus welcoming vibe. Ash smiled and took her hand as he heaved him up, his weight slightly over powering her strength.

"What did I miss?"

"Where were you? You couldn't of spent all that time getting-" Seeing her blush, he decided to shut up and just give a genuine smile. As they led themselves to the commotion, Ash began dwelling on about Misty's graceful moves on the ice and how he looked up to her, hoping one day he could be as talented skiing as she was today.

"We could practice." Dawn suggested, eyes sparkling. Ash cocked his head to the side, showing confusion. Dawn giggled angelically, and guided his hand round her waist, as she placed hers round his neck. Tip toes, they both glided softly in rhythm with one another, gazing into each others eyes as they were fixed into the moment.

Cheeks still red, and the snow falling gingerly as they caked the floor, it was mere downfalls to their perfect moment. Yes, they imagined in reality, among a gathering of bushes they looked bizarre on tip toes, gliding as if they were on air and looking as innocent as they were. But what they were fantasizing, was forever being in one another's arms, as skillful as Misty, gliding through the snow.

They loved each other, and it was pathetic really, that the message hadn't gone through to them. But just for tonight, they would pretend that their companion did know about their feelings. That this was truly a magical night, made purposely for them. That the atmosphere was made romantic, purposely for them.

Just for tonight, they fantasized in one another's arms.

Sappy ending, I know. And to think people wouldn't realize the two missing xD
Okay, there was a tiny bit of OOC in this but nothing major. So I hope you like it since
it's my first, and please review so I know how much people love my work ^^
Lol, jokes. But seriously. Please? :D