Yeah, this is Complete Hollow everybody. You may have read my story Light into Darkness which is still going I might add.

Well I'm here; I wanted to try my luck on a one-shot. This will be my first attempt in writing one, so please be nice. I find it hard writing one-shots for some reason. I usually like writing full length stories. Anyways, here I go…

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.

P.S. This will be kind of AU. Oh, yeah this will be Pearlshipping sort of. Oh, yeah this will be told in Dawn's POV.

Turning Back the Clock

Why am I doing this? That's what I always ask myself. I have been doing this for a few months now. I know I shouldn't, but I can't help myself. My loving husband, Ash is none the wiser. Yes, Ash Ketchum is my husband. The man that I want to spend my life with, but again, why am I doing this?

I give him a peck on the cheek and wish him a great day at work everyday. He replies 'Thanks dear' and kisses me on the cheek and says 'I love you.' I say it back to him. He gives me a breathtaking smile that could light up even of the darkest of all places. I smile back, with a pang of guilt in my heart.

I listen for the car engine to start. When I can't hear it anymore, I walk to the phone and dial it. It rings for a few seconds and a masculine voice answers. He asks me if my husband is gone. I reply yes.

I wait for a few minutes until I hear the door bell. I know who it is. I walk to the door slowly, and reach for the door knob with my left hand. I pause for a moment, admiring the lovely ring Ash gave me. A promise I gave to him. Another pang of guilt hits my heart. I take off the ring and put it on the counter gently.

I open the door and smiled at the man before me. He merely smirks and walks right into the home that my husband and I share. We talk for a few seconds, and I jump right at him. He opens his arms and we engage in a passionate kiss. He carries me up to mine and Ash's bedroom and lays me down.

We commit the ultimate, sinuous act together. I lay in the arms of a sleeping man that is not my husband. In the bed that Ash and I share. The bed where he and I make sweet, passionate love. Where he told me, that someday he wanted to have a baby with me. I failed to notice that tears ran down my eyes as I fall into a deep slumber in the arms.

I wake up a few hours later, after hearing footsteps coming up the stairs. The smile on my face clearly vanishing. My eyes widened as I could hear every creak, every sound that emitted from the old staircase. My breath hitched as the door slowly opened.

A pure shock of horror appears on his face. He turns around and storms down the stairs. I get out of the bed, dressed in only a bathrobe I managed to put on. I see him slam the door to our house. I run as fast I can down the stairs, and glanced at the counter. I see not only my ring, but his ring. Tears begin to well up in my eyes.

I opened the door seeing my Ash, fumbling with the keys as he tried to open the car door. I rush to him. I try to say that I'm sorry. He pushes me off him and yells, 'Get your hands off me!' My heart shatters. Not once has he ever raised his voice at me. He enters his car and drives off. I fall to my knees and weep.

It starts to rain and my clear white bathrobe is covered in mud. I run back into my house into my bedroom and screams for the man to leave. He wakes up and fumbles around before exiting my bedroom. I hear the door slam and I collapse on my bed.

The feelings of betrayal and disgust welded up inside my body. I bawl for hours until I couldn't take it anymore. I cried myself to sleep. The sunrays hit my red, puffed up eyes. The event of last night floods my mind. I walked down the staircase to the counter.

I look at rings. The rings that Ash and I made vows with. The ones that I broke. The rings that bind us together. I pick them up and cradle them in the palm of my hand. I closed my fist and let the tears run down my stained face.

I move myself into the living room and sit on the couch. I flip on the television to get my mind off what happened. The news immediately popped up. They were talking about a car crash and the victim that didn't survive. An ominous feeling filled the air. They identified the victim. It was Ash, my Ash.

The silence was deafening. At that moment my heart stopped. I collapse onto my couch and bury my face into the pillows. My wailings echoing throughout the empty house.

I watch as they descend the coffin into his final resting place. I look around to see all of his family and friends crying. I see my lover's mother in the arms an old friend giving out fits screaming 'My boy!' My tears fall and stain my face.

The friends that I met with Ash were no longer mine. They never looked at me the same. They never spoke to me again. Who could blame them? I'm the one who caused the death of Ash, the gift to the world. The man that gave us so much happiness. I took him away.

It had been four years since his death and here I am reminiscing about the past. Wishing that I could turn back the clock, but with no avail. I still live in the house where Ash and I shared, but with the man that helped destroyed Ash's life. Yeah, I remarried with Paul. He felt so guilty after what happened, and he proposed to me. I accepted, only because I was pregnant with his baby. A baby that Ash has always wanted.

I lay in bed at night after kissing my baby son to sleep, thinking about everything. Mostly, I think about Ash. Wondering, what he is up to. How is he doing? Does he forgive me? Wishing to see that smile, that smile that he only showed me.

I get up from the bed that Ash and I use to share and take out the rings that I hid away under my pillow. I walk to the window and look up to the dark sky. White sparkles littering the sky, but in the center was the silver moon. Tonight looked like the night when Ash proposed to me. I close my eyes and held my heart. Hoping that wherever he was, he was happy.

Maybe, someday I'll meet up with him again. Maybe, I'll see that smile again. If he forgives me, maybe we could start over again, and then I will be able start life anew with him, and give him the life that he always wanted. Maybe…

Yeah, so how did I do on my first one-shot. I know it's not really long compared to the chapters I write, but hey, this was my first one-shot.

Well, there is another thing I wanted to say. Sorry, but it'll be a while before the next installment of Light into Darkness comes up. I'm sorting a couple ideas in my head and on count of that all the freakin' schoolwork.

Anyways, please tell me how I did in your reviews.

Peace Out!