Two day had already past since that odd, odd night. It had been two days since Jimmy had dreamed of the disastrous meeting with Marina. There was two days' worth of events and battles and things of interest between that night and the present. Therefore, understandably, the nightmare had been pushed out of the black haired boy's thoughts and mind. After all, it was just a crazy dream. What was there to worry about? Why would it be necessary to remember something as trivial as an unnerving dream?
Someone expelled an abnormally loud sigh, plopping onto the light pink couch in the middle of the Pokemon Center. The boy took off his gold and black cap, tossing it onto the seat beside him, as he leaned back into the cushions, propping his feet onto the ottoman in front of him. The boy was covered from head to toe in sweat and dirt and god-knows-what else, proof of all the grueling training he had just gone through. If one was to look outside the center's large, glass door, they would see that the sun just barely rose above the treetops in the distance. After all, it was still quite early in the morning. Though it was a usual routine for this black haired boy, many would think that it is unusual to wake up at six o'clock in the morning to begin running around the border of town with a typhosion trailing behind you. Though, that is why Jimmy was so exhausted right now. Which brings us to our current situation; a dirty, sweaty, and tired Jimmy laying on the center's couch.
Jimmy let out a huge yawn, as he shifted into a more comfortable position. The sun began to peek into the Pokemon Center, and a patch of sun had settled on him. The coziness of the sofa, the warmth of the patch of sun, the serenity of the empty center, the combination of these things had begun to make our hero doze off sleepily. He nodded off slowly, attempting to fight off the urge to rest. There was so much to do in one day! He couldn't waste the entire morning asleep! He could eat. He could train. He could even shower and remove the layer of filth from his skin. However, despite all this, sleep overcame the stubborn boy, and he finally fell unconscious.
By the time Jimmy awoke from his nap, he was absolutely starving. He craved to get a little something, just enough to satisfy this massive hunger. He just needed a little bit of...
No, it was not food. Food was not the thing that he needed. Food was not the thing that he wanted. He did not have the urge to eat or drink or any of that. No, what Jimmy wanted was much more than that. However, it was not as easy to come across the substance he needed to curb this feeling as it was to pop food into his mouth.
Because, right now, what the black haired boy craved more than anything else in the world was a kiss.
"Jimmy!" A light, melodious voice called out to him. Jimmy's heart rate sped up as the familiar voice reached his ears. His face grew red as he quickly sat up on the couch, looking over towards the sound of the call.
A laughing figure was running- no, it seemed more like floating- over towards the boy. The sight of the girl was so familiar. Her familiar, light blue hair, her familiar and trademark clothes, her familiar hairstyle, her familiar and reassuring smile- everything about her was so familiar. And that familiarity gave Jimmy a sense of security. It made him feel happy and warm inside. The small grin on his face grew broader and broader as the distance between Jimmy and Marina shrank.
The blue haired girl both gracefully and happily flung herself into Jimmy's arms. The couple tightly held onto each other, hugging like they never have before. The scent of vanilla floated into Jimmy's nose as light blue hair waved by his face. He closed his eyes contently as he held Marina closer to his body. She let out a small giggle as a happy sigh escaped Jimmy's lips. His craving was almost satisfied...
Suddenly, he felt a warm breath by his ear, causing him to flush once again. "I've missed you..."
Jimmy snapped his eyes opened. His eyes were met by the aqua blue ones of the girl in his arms. Their eyes locked for a split second and all seemed to be still. However, the spell was soon broken as Marina closed her eyes, leaning closer and closer towards his face. His breath hitched as he watched Marina's actions in shock. It seemed as if his whole body was frozen. He had no power. He had no strength. He had no control. This girl, this one girl, could bring Jimmy to his knees. The almighty Jimmy, the aspiring Pokemon Master, grew weak in the knees by just a look from Marina, his childhood friend.
...
Why?
Then, all of a sudden, an extremely strong surge of emotion overcame the black haired boy. His heart beat faster. His eyes had a look of craving in them. He then wrapped both his arms around the petite girl's waist, and pulled her closer to him. He too closed his eyes and pressed his lips against her's.
There were only two words to describe his feelings after that.
Pure bliss.
However, the feeling of bliss did not last very long. Everything around Jimmy seemed to be fading away. It all seemed to be disappearing fast- much too fast. Opening his eyes, he looked around, surprised. The feeling of Marina in his arms seemed to slip away.
"No!"
Everything around him grew darker and darker, until it all was eventually black. He was completely surrounded in a never ending blackness. He was engulfed in the blackness of nothing. There was nothing else in there except the empty feeling inside his heart.
Everything was gone.
But, then suddenly, the image of the Pokemon Center seemed to appear in front of his eyes. There it was! It was right in front of him. There was the reception desk, Nurse Joy, the random plant in the corner, the pink couch...
Jimmy's gaze snapped back to the back of the pink sofa. Over the top of it, he could see a bit of Marinas uniquely colored hair. She seemed to be sitting down, resting her head on something.
"Marina!" Jimmy called out happily. The pokemon idol offered no response. However, the black haired boy didn't seem to notice, for he rushed over towards the front of the sofa. Once again, his heart sped up, excited that he was able to see Marina once more.
"Hey, Mari-"
Suddenly, Jimmy stopped in his tracks. Rather than the feeling of blood, it felt as if ice flowed through his veins and arteries. His eyes grew wide and his face turned from a light pink shade to bright red, then he paled. The tips of his hands were numb. In fact, his whole body was numb. Poor Jimmy couldn't even tear his gaze from the heartbreaking sight in front of him.
Sitting on the couch was Marina. Her eyes were closed peacefully, her shoulders raising up and down ever so softly. She was asleep, with a small smile on her face. And her head was leaning on...
Vincent. The same Vincent who sends her special gifts with his yanma. The same Vincent who always talks to her on the phone. The same Vincent who told Jimmy that he was going to make Marina his girlfriend. He was sitting on the same couch with Marina, the two of them cuddling up together. Their hands were clasped tightly together, and his head rested on top of her's.
Then, Marina's eyes slowly opened as the pair of them woke up. She looked into Vincent's eyes and gave a small smile. Jimmy watched as she blushed, looking away bashfully, jealousy growing in the pit of his stomach. Vincent pulled her closer, showing no signs of hesitation or insecurity. Marina blushed again, and then pecked him on the cheek. Hugging him again, she sighed happily and leaned on his chest. Much to Jimmy's relief, the scene began to fade away, just as the other one did. He tried to turn around. He tried to embrace the darkness. He tried to rid himself of the lovefest between Marina and Vincent. However, he still couldn't tear his eyes away from the two of them.
Just before everything disappeared, Jimmy saw Marina looking up at Vincent. She smiled shyly, and she opened her mouth, mouthing three words.
"I"
"Love"
Before Jimmy could see Marina finish her sentence. all of Jimmy's vision was gone. He couldn't see anything anymore. However, all the damage had already been done.
Jimmy did not stir from his spot on the sofa. The sun had now risen; it was approximately eight o'clock, and light now streamed into the room through the large glass door. Though, the center was still lacking any people besides the sleeping boy. If Jimmy would have known that fact, he would be glad for sure. For a single tear seeped out of his closed eye and slowly rolled down his face.
He was much too strong to let anyone see the all powerful soon-to-be Pokemon Master cry about anything.
Especially over a stupid dream.
SO SORRY! I haven't updated this in so long. I'm so so so sorry! Please enjoy this chapter. Any ideas, comments, suggestions, observations, questions, or anything, feel free to PM or review.
