Summary~ Iris's daughter, Asami, gets a hold of Iris's diary from a long time ago and finds out things about her that she never knew! Will this diary tell her what she always wanted to know, who her father was? And if it does will she try to get them back together? WishfulShipping! NegaiShipping! Maybe others!

Entry 01: Hate

Asami picked up her stack of magazines from the floor and dropped them into a cardboard box that was labeled Asami's books and magazines. The young raven haired girl couldn't believe the day of moving was only two days away. She sure didn't want to move but she had no choice, her mother's job required them to move.

Her mother, Iris Jameson was the Dragon Master of Unova. Asami liked her mom's job but it got in the way of a lot of things in Asami's opinion.

"How's it going in here," Iris asked from the doorway of her daughter's room. Asmai looked up at her mom from the cardboard box. Asami was the spinning image of her mother. The only differences were Asami's black locks, and the zig zag shaped birth marks on her cheeks. Iris never explained to Asami about her father or who she got her zig zags from, every time Asami would ask Iris would get this deep frown and say,

"I'll tell you when your older." Now at the age of sixteen Asami still received the same answer she had been getting since she was six years old. Iris thought that Asami would had learned to stop asking by now but being the stubborn and curious girl she was she didn't.

"It's fine," Asami answered picking up a stack of books from the wooden floor and dropping them into the box. Iris started to twiddle her fingers, which gave Asami the indication that she wanted something from her like usual.

"What is it now," Asami asked turning towards her mother and putting her hands on her hips.

"What makes you think I want something," Iris asked pretending to look hurt.

"Mom," Asami said plainly, "I know you."

"Okay, Okay I was just wondering if you would...," Iris said trailing off.

"What," Asami asked moving her left hand from her hip to her ear, where she cupped it against her left ear.

"If you would do the attic," Iris asked, sounding like she was pleading the younger girl. Asami sighed as she closed the box with her duct tape.

"Whatever," she answered.

"Yay thanks," Iris cheered before leaving the room to finish packing the kitchen up. Asami rolled her eyes and slid her tape roller onto her wrist. She walked out her room as she gathered boxes from the hallway. Once she made it to the attic, she dropped the boxes on the floor and switched on the light, which turned out to be quite dim.

"Oh great," Asami muttered sarcastically. She began to pick up object that she had no idea her mother owned and dropping them into boxes. Once she thought she was finished about an hour later she lied down on the wooden floor. Asami felt an uncomfertable book like shape under her head.

"What is this," Asami wondered as she removed the book from under her head. The book cover read Iris in big bold letters, around the name were dragon type pokemon stickers. Asami rolled her eyes thinking how it was obvious just by the stickers that the book belonged to her mother. Asami being the curios girl she was opened the book and read the first two words, Dear Diary.

"This will be intereasting," Asami thought aloud as she began to read with her eyes.

oOoOo

April 17th

Dear Diary,

I hate the world! I hate my real parents for giving me up! I hate my fake old parents for sending me back here! I hate fire! And I hate wrestling!

You might be wondering why I hate everything right now so here it is, I'm back in the adoption center. My ex parents got fed up with me and filed for me to be taken back. What I did wasn't really that bad. Unless you call causing an electrical fire's really bad. It wasn't all my fault anyways it was also my friend Jake's fault.

It was after school yesterday, Jake and I were watching TV while drinking iced tea. I guess wrestling wasn't that good of an idea at the time but I wanted to help Jake since he wanted to go out for wrestling next year in high school. We had planned to go to the same high school but that's not really an option anymore.

While trying to wrestle -the real stuff not the fake WWE crap- we knocked over the small TV in the living room causing the glass coffee table to shatter and our iced tea's to spill into the broken television.

I wondered how we were going to hide the mess this time. You see Jake and I were always getting in trouble with my old adoptive parents.

Jake thought fast and threw his blue jacket over the spot though it didn't do much but catch on fire. Jake and I just stared at each other. Fearful for our lives we were unable to move. I was scared out of my mind. I had never been that scared in my life.

That's when my ex 'mother' came in from work. She went crazy with fuirry and shouted at me before taking any action.

After she got everything under control, she was once again on the phone but now with the adoption center.

That's how I ended up back here. I guess she didn't love me as much as I thought she did. But do they ever?

~Iris

"Asami! Dinner," Iris called from down in the kitchen.

"I'll be right down," Asami shouted back as she stood up, stuffed the book in her shirt and ran to her room to put the book away and head to dinner.

First Chapter of my First Story! YAY! Cilan and Ash come in in chapter 3 I promise!