I was supposed to be getting to a newer, better plot filled story, but this just would not let me do anything other than write it.

Anyway, this is a story with bits of fluff/sadness/angst/joy/FLUFF/love/hate...stuff like that. Well…hopefully people read this, I'm really gonna need help with themes. You can request them, as many as you want, I don't really mind. I'm not sure if I wanna change the rating to M or leave it as T, it really depends on the themes I wanna write about. Also! The chapters won't be too short, and some might get pretty lengthy (such as, I dunno...a really dramatic thing), so if length is your enemy, I'll try to keep it within a ten minute read.

Disclaimer: I'll never own anything. Sad Rina.

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Winter

When it began snowing, usually the first thing was to head home and hit the stove for some hot chocolate. But those were normal people. Mei wasn't as normal as one would think, and nobody questioned her actions, because as everyone knew, she was one to enjoy exploring everything and anything, in any weather.

"Aren't you cold?" a curious Elesa asked, observing the younger girl as she sat in a simple pink sweater and her regular tights. It was really hard to believe she walked from Aspertia in the raging cold just to come hang out with her. Flattering, very flattering considering Elesa never revealed her schedule, but incredibly foolish. "I have a feeling you're going to get sick," she smirked, resting her head in her palm with a very confident look on her face.

Mei furrowed her eyebrows at that look, clearly seeing the annoyance in the model's eyes; Mei never got sick, and it certainly wouldn't be because of Elesa. "Would you have preferred to sit all alone in here?" she shot back, deeply wondering if she was bothering the usual busybody. Elesa always seemed to be doing something, whether it was something like modeling, training her pokemon, or something as mundane like eating (with very important and famous people, such as Cynthia from Sinnoh and even Red and Green from Kanto).

It seemed her question threw the black-haired woman off guard, as there was no quick, witty comment to defend herself. Mei scanned her and smiled when she saw a small, almost miniscule blush appear on the model's face. "Ha," she uttered, taking a long sip of her hot chocolate through her thermos.

Elesa leaned against her stage, looking through the windows acting like a ceiling, seeing a pink sky and heaps of snow covering some of the glass. If she was lucky that glass would be able to hold all of it until morning, she couldn't bear send anyone out to clear it, not with the weather being all sorts of angry. However, colorful lights from the ferris wheel lit up the snow, causing it to glitter.

"I suppose I like your company…" The semi darkness of the building gave her a twinge of…happiness. As if being alone with Mei was comforting enough, and to some extent, it was.

Now it was Mei's turn to blush, and she twirled the drink in her hand slowly, staring blankly at it for a little bit before glancing to the side. The black-haired gym leader was looking into her phone, sliding through her calendar a little, every single day having a sort of activity written on it.

"Elesa?" she whispered, leaning in closer to get a better look. The older woman stopped her scrolling and turned to the brunette, raising an eyebrow. "You're dying your hair? I thought it was naturally like that…"

Of course she'd say something stupid! Mei blushed at her random blabber. Elesa chortled, and slipped her phone into her pocket, resting her palms onto the floor. Mei was looking up at her now, and she suddenly realized how close the teen had gotten to her. But it wasn't something she was embarrassed by, she simply smiled at the girl.

"Yes I dye my hair," she answered calmly, playing with her bangs a little. The inky color was beautiful, and she loved it so much more than her natural blonde. Sure, she specialized in electric types of pokemon, but it didn't mean she couldn't do things as simple as dying hair. "My natural hair color is blonde."

Mei's eyes widened, and then her lips formed a large, bright grin, "No way! You can't even see your roots," she whispered, bringing her fingers to caress the black locks. Not only did it seem completely natural, but Elesa's hair was incredibly soft and smelled very nice.

The older woman laughed, finding a strange comfort in the soft strokes Mei was giving her head. "That's the result of professional stylists, maybe you should dye your hair," she offered, thinking up a million different shades that would suit the pretty trainer. Mei shook her head and laughed herself, waving off the statement. "Why not?" Elesa asked, taking a risk herself and brushing the young girl's bangs.

"Well, I did think a while ago about dying it black like yours, but it'd probably be something like…that," she explained a bit too bluntly, pointing at a faded out black podium in the far corner near the doors. Snow was beginning to pile in front of them, and Mei winced, knowing she was stuck there for a night, and so was Elesa; it was like the woman never left the place.

Shaking her head with disbelief and clicking her tongue, Elesa poked Mei's forehead, "Only if you get a stylist that's cheap, then yeah, it'll turn out grungy and bad. Some places do a very good job."

"Okay yeah, but still…I think I look pretty good as a brunette, not to toot my own horn or anything," the younger girl said, winking a little bit.

Elesa shook her head with a smirk, leaning back again against the stage. She wasn't too surprised when Mei got even closer and leaned against her shoulder. It wasn't an uncomfortable feeling either, so she closed her eyes, relishing in the newfound warmth. Mei's soft breathing added a small gust of wind to blow her hair to the side, making the older woman giggle to herself a little. "Comfortable?" she teased, twirling a few brown strands of hair around her index finger.

"Very," the trainer breathed, letting her smile press against Elesa's collarbone. She would never admit it, but Mei was starting to get a little cold, despite the casual warning her mom had given her before she dashed out into the snowing region. Mei could already hear Elesa berating her for being so oblivious to the obvious. But, to be a little bit more forward with her freezing state, she cuddled closer to the gym leader, hoping to Arceus she wouldn't be pushed away.

It seemed she took the hint and sighed, "You're cold, aren't you?" She took the sudden silence as a yes, and slipped her arm out of the right sleeve of her jacket, wrapping it around Mei. Her am, having nowhere to go, decided to rest on the girl's waist, Elesa herself wondering if she was pushing it. "Better?" she asked, hating the small break in her voice.

Mei giggled, pressing her nose against Elesa's jaw, savoring the moment. "Absolutely," she nodded, glancing at the doors for a second before finding herself with a big smile on her face. The glass doors were completely covered in snow at this point, leaving both of them stuck inside for the night. Not that she minded, and she was sure Elesa didn't mind either.

Winter was officially her favorite time of the year.

AN:

Okay, well, this will be a pretty LONG anthology story, because the themes are definitely endless as to what I can do with these two. Hopefully you enjoyed, and add any themes you'd like to see here, it's pretty much guaranteed that I'll be using each and every one, including ones I come up with myself. There should be an update within the next few days…or day.

Thank you for reading!