Hi, well, here it is, thanks to the people who reviewed, it really helps.
I was in my room lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, memorizing the small bumps that marred the ceiling. Doing anythingthat was possible to forget that kiss. Ash gave a small shiver, smothering his face with a pillow, trying his best to shut out the world around him.
Needless to say it didn't work.
Reality had barely sunk in this morning, but even when it sunk in it was still hard to process. Paul, even the name sent small shivers to burst in spasms all over Ash's body. Paul, my rival, the person that I loathed during my Sinnoh journey, Paul, the stoic, cruel trainer that I know him for, Paul, the guy that just kissed me.
Ash stood up straight on his bed, shaking his head vigorously, a small pout visible on his face.
Loud knocking started to resound all over the room followed by a loud "Ashy-boy."
"Go away Gary!" I screamed, squirming my way under the covers.
"Ash, what's wrong? You okay." The teasing voice of Gary had disappeared into one of concern.
"Go away!" I repeated, burrowing my way deeper into the bed. Ignoring the knocking and resilient cry's of Gary.
Soon the knocking stopped, but Gary kept on talking.
"What's that thing you keep telling me, Ash? That you shouldn't bottle up your emotions because it's unhealthy. That it's always good to talk to someone."
I lowered the covers so they would be at least beneath my eyes. It was true that I told Gary that a few times, but for him to use my own words against me.
"Come on Ash, I won't tease you or anything. You can tell me, we're friends."
I lowered the blanket so it would rest beneath my chin, and then quickly yanked the cover over my head.
"Go away Gary!"
A sigh could be heard from behind the door.
"Was it me, was it Caria, Paul?"
I could feel the shivers start up again once Gary said Paul's name.
"If I did anything I'm sorry. If I bothered you I'm sorry. I just wanted to spend some time with you that's all. I' ll leave you alone, if that's all you want, but just take care of yourself ."
I sat up as I heard the fading steps of Gary's shoes. Concentrating hard to hear the sound until it was inaudible. In reality I felt slightly guilty, but on the other hand, I didn't want anybody to see my flushed face. My sweating hands, my quivering pout. I felt so, miserable, at the moment, so confused, vulnerable. During these times I wish Pikachu was here rather than back home with my other Pokémon.
Pikachu always knew what to do when I'm feeling down.
I looked out the open window to see a wingull fly by. Getting out of bed, I watched the far-off cries of laughing people and Pokémon.
I gave a small sigh.
"I have to relax, just with me, no one else, there has to be somewhere I can go"
I was outside the hotel. Cautiously looking both ways to make sure no one that I knew was around. Quickly I called a taxi, told him my destination and we were off. I was to going to the sea cave that was near the beach. The cave, from what I heard from the staff is large and a worthwhile site that most tourists didn't know about, so it was usually vacant with the occasional native. They said it only appeared during the summer before the rainy season.
I arrived at the beach in about thirty minutes. Payed the cab driver and was on my way with only a backpack, flashlight, lunch a water bottle and a few snacks, nothing fancy.
Walking slowly, I took one step after another, feeling the ocean's air, focusing all my feelings, thoughts on the soft sand, the trip and the cave.
Soon I found myself at the entrance of the cave. Alone, no one was really there, but I didn't expect anybody, after all, the staff told me people didn't usually come on Mondays. Going inside I could see rocks, obviously. Looking further into the cave I could only see darkness. Even the suns warm rays couldn't illuminate the cave any further than a few inches. Rummaging through my backpack I got out my flashlight. Turning it on and steeped into the cave for another adventure.
I don't know how long I was walking into the cave, minutes, hours. It didn't seem very long, but at the same time it did. Like I blinked very slowly or something like that, it's hard to explain. So, when I reached the end it was somewhat of a surprise.
There was a small pond at the edge of the cave with a few goldeen and luvdisc. They appeared to be coming from a hole, which I presumed was connected to the ocean. The reason they went through all trouble because of the scene that lay before me. The cave's walls were bright, even without the flashlight they shone with a brilliance that rivaled the sun. The transparent wall bounced off each others, making a beautiful masterpiece.
Sitting down, quietly so as not to disturb the water Pokémon, watching the scene as I went to eat my lunch.
Nothing really exciting happened during the hours I was in the cave.
I left the cave feeling very satisfied. Leaving in time to catch the sun set on the ocean, but I couldn't stay long. It was going to be dark soon.
With calmness I walked to the street, aiming to get one taxi to take me back to the hotel. That didn't exactly go as planned.
I was stopped along the way by three strangers. They had a Zangoose out, and it seemed very hostile. The only thing I could do in front of these smirking people was clutch my backpack's straps, since they had circled around me.
"A tourist, what's a tourist doing here all alone?"
I kept my mouth shut, holding on even tighter to the straps. The others got closer.
"You got anything?" Asked the man that was closest to the Zangoose.
Without hesitation I tossed my backpack to him. Which he checked, there wasn't really much in the backpack to begin with at the beginning of my trip. Just an empty bottle, trash, and the twelve bucks I was going to use to get home, so of course they weren't satisfied when they finished going through the contents of my bag.
"This it, tourist?" he said with a bit of contempt.
I could only nod slowly. I never really had the nerve to speak. On usually circumstances I wouldn't be scared, because of my Pokémon. I've dealt with thieves time and time again. This time my Pokémon weren't with me.
"I don't believe him."
The man behind me said taking a step forward grabbing me holding my arms behind my back.
I struggled, but I knew it was futile. The guy was twice my size and possibly twice my strength.
The guy that seemed to be in charge spoke again. "Well, we'll have to make sure now wont we. Zangoose, uses Fury Swipes to tear open his pockets, no holding back."
The pain was instantaneous when Zangoose lunged at me shredding my pockets with his claws, missing it intentional target more than once, snagging a few pieces of skin. I knew there was no hope of escaping; I learned that from Team Rocket how they were always persistent on trying to catch my pikachu.
"Electabuzz, Thunder."
A huge powerful lightning bolt hit Zangoose sending it straight to the ground. All I could do was stand dazed as an electabuzz started coming into my line of vision. The guy who was previously holding me, had let go, had left to face some other guy whose face I couldn't really distibguish. He was fighting against all three of the thieves along with his electabuzz, well I think its his.
Before I knew it, I found myself falling to my knees, trying my best to figure out who the person next to electabuzz was.
Whoever it was, he was moving with expert precision. Punching, attacking his opponents with his Pokémon. They seemed to be in sync, already they sent one guy running, it was too dark to see, but I think he had a black eye. The other two kept on fighting, but they soon followed their friend from before. Withdrawing their knocked out Zangoose, than zipped away, which left me alone with this stranger and his Pokémon.
He started to get closer, along with his elctabuzz. He was panting by the time he got close enough for me to find out who he was.
"Paul." I said quietly, still in a daze.
By then he was kneeling down grabbing me by the shoulders, gently.
"Ash, you okay?"
It took me awhile to answer. I was too preoccupied by Paul's expression, His face was distressed, I think, or as close to distressed as he could put it, but mostly I saw frustration or danger. During this time I didn't even contemplate why he was here, how he got here, until a few minutes later.
"What are you doing here Paul?"
Paul stared at me for a moment than gave an exasperated sigh.
"Apparently, to save you and take you back to the hotel. Can you stand?"
I gave a quick nod than slowly stood up as Paul withdrew his electabuzz. It was kind of hard to stand up, if it wasn't for Paul to steady me I'm sure I would have fallen. That's when I noticed Paul's busted lip. It was odd that I didn't recognize the blood at first, when I spent minutes just staring at his face.
"You're hurt." Was all I could say as I carefully wiped a trickle of blood from his mouth."
Paul was surprised, but by now I never knew what emotion Paul was really feeling, like I said before I didn't really understand. Didn't understand the fluttering in my chest as Paul held me tighter.
"Your one to talk." He said, eyes downcast.
I didn't know what he meant by that either, as I leaned against him, closing my eyes for a brief second.
"Thanks Paul."
Now I have a little dilemma, I have a portion of the third chapter finished, so if people have any idea's I'm welcome to anything. The next chapter is probably the last one for the story, but if you guy's want me to continue in a from of a series just ask or review.
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