Disclaimer: Nope, not mine.

Summary: 50 word prompt challenge. Consist mostly of oneshot drabbles featuring WhitexN and LyraxSilver

Rating: T (probably go up to M later)

All pairings and warnings go only with the chapter they appear in, not for the whole story.

Pairings: WhitexN

Warnings: End game spoilers

50 Shots of Espresso

1. Need

There was need, and there was want. To everyone else it looked as if she simply wanted him back, a fleeting desire that came with reminiscence. But they did not see how everyday grew a little duller without him. She berated herself for how cliché it all sounded, even though she never voiced such thoughts aloud.

After she had defeated him and Ghestis, all her friends, both the old ones who had started their journey with her, and the new ones she made on said journey, had thrown a party to celebrate the downfall of Team Plasma. She had excused herself early, too tired emotionally and physically to continue acting her happy facade. While everyone else continued to laugh and joke, she climbed out her window and ran to a secluded part of Route 1. She clung to Reshiram all night, crying. The large pokemon had taken it well, wrapping its wings around its new master when she finally passed out.

That was the only night she ever cried over him, but it didn't mean she was over him. When she tried to sleep at night she hugged her Darmanitan to her, wishing it was his warmth that was close to her instead. Everything that would have once caused her joy now seemed dull that he was no longer there to share it with her. She constantly visited the ferris wheel, hoping that he would simply show up out of nowhere, just like he used too. But after so many disappointments she could no longer face those memories and stopped visiting Nimbasa City all together.

But the worst of it was not knowing what had happened to him. She had wanted to be angry when he left, tried so many times to lose her temper at his mere memory, but the worry always overtook it. She hated herself for dreading that the reason he didn't return was because he had found someone else. She told herself she should be happy for him if he had, but the truth was she couldn't. The thought of losing him to another made her physically ill.

As weeks dragged on to months, and finally a full year passed, she continued to move across Unova. The less time she stayed in a place the less time anyone had to notice her deteriorating condition. She couldn't keep it from Reshiram though. The dragon pokemon was always at her side. Not only had it grown to become a close friend and a source of comfort for her, but it was the closest tie she had to him. It was always patient with her when she raged at herself, ashamed of how she let herself be so affected by him. It was always there to bring her gently out of whatever horrible waking nightmare she imagined.

But it wasn't surprising. Her's was not a simple want, a desire that would die with the setting sun. White loved N. White needed N by her side.

When she passed out while they were flying over Route 4 and plummeted toward the earth, Reshiram finally took action.

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Ok, so this one can definitely apply to quite a few of the prompts but I tried to make it fit this one most. Hopefully it worked out. This is the first time I've taken on such a huge challenge, so hopefully I don't run out of ideas before the end.

Next up: Trouble