"Ash. I need to tell you something" Dawn began, exhaling air. A friendly face shifted his glance at her smiling. Her sapphire met his auburn. "Speak away" He replied, his body language welcoming and firm. Dawn feeling better smile and breathed out her request "Ash. Would you be my boyfriend?" Suddenly the place seemed to have pathetic fallacy. The once colour stained area was drowned by dim, dark colours of hatred. "Is this a joke?" Ash snarled, getting closer. Dawn gulped and stepped back, to only trip on her own feet. The once, welcoming gaze turned deadly. The place was echoed with screams, loud ferocious ones. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" She screamed, scrambling to her feet, but to no avail. It seemed like the floor was sticky glued. Ash cackled with a menacing touch. Suddenly a short haired red head appeared beside Ash. "W-who are you?" She stuttered. Streams of tears emerging from her night blue eyes. "This. Is everything your not" Ash hissed, cuddling the red head. Dawn screeched. Suddenly ghostly arms seemed to be emerging from the floor board. Pulling her in. "What the hell is this?!" She screeched, her voice started going sour and bitter with all the rejection pulling strings of her heart. "Your going down where you belong. Hell" The red head, snapped. Her cackle echoed the area.
"DAWN!" Ash shouted, as the young blue coordinator jumped into reality. "Man. You were talking in your sleep" Brock sighed, happy that his young companion was safe not sorry. "So you heard everything I said" Dawn mumbled, being kissed with rushes of blood on her cheeks, let alone her face. "Everything" Ash smiled, leaning in. There lips brushed against each other, before pressing harder. The warmth of their lips felt by each other. A wave of emotion passed over the two as their tender kiss continued, both feeling as if they could stay in this particular spot forever. A minute went by and they broke the kiss. Looks of admiration and comfort were exchanged by the two as they gazed into each others eyes.
"Is this a dream.." Dawn breathed briskly. Still gazing at his Auburn husky eyes. "If it was" Brock commented. "It'll have to be a pleasant dream" And by then on, Dawn admired nightmares, because with every nightmare came a... pleasant dream. =]
I know, short. But this idea was bugging me like crazy, so I had to put it down just to get it out of the way. So in case I don't confuse any of you'z. The title is called Waking up to a pleasant dream because Dawn wakes up to what seemed unbelievable, that could only happen in dreams. And of course, that thing was awesome so it seemed like a pleasant dream. Because it was so unbelievable. Okay, you don't have to review this one. It's just a little idea that managed to bug me. Olevwa! (Or whatever. Don't know how to spell in french. It was a wild guess =P)
