Pikachulover66: Another Chapter of him

Rose: She's in a bad mood again….. She doesn't own Pokémon.

Him

Chapter 3: Sick days

Rose's Pov

Waking up with a sore throat was not the goal, or the plan in anyway. I sighed at the crusty feeling around my eyes caused by the dried up tears from crying myself to sleep the night before. He just always had to be in my mind, right? Could I catch a break? No, of course not. I have to deal with one-sided love and deal with the ache, the burn and the never ending pain. I don't wanna deal with this. A string of coughs started to run through my body at these thoughts. I groaned and got out of the bed stumbling down to the kitchen where I ran into my two idiot roommates, the Potato Lover, and the Idiot Whirlwind Hair.

"Hey guys," I manage to mutter out, staggering as I walked, "Good morning."

Potato Lover froze and stared at me. This boy was Andrew Stonind. He was clad in his gray hoodie, his brown hair with dark blue ends starting to slightly cover his eyes. His eyes were brown with blue speckles in them. Sadly blue ends of hair seemed to cover and overshadow them, making him look a bit mysterious. His gray hoodie was dark in hue and in his hands was a plate of potatoes that he was always eating. He had on a light pair of jeans, which led down to his gray and black shoes. The one thing that drew the most attention, besides the potatoes, was a choker that he wore around his neck. This choker was the last gift from his parents before they died; a simple coin that was half brown like fresh soil, while the other half is clear like the air itself.

Andrew backed away from me his covered eyes wide in fright. "STAY OVER THERE SICKO!"

"Sometimes it's sad to know that the nice one would say such a cruel thing," I reply stumbling closer to him with a frown.

He ended up backed up into a wall until Whirlwind Hair got in my way. That idiot was Markus Skywater, not to be confused with Luke Skywalker. His hair was quite odd. The roots were a very yellow blonde color, then led into a light brown all the way to a black. Each strand of hair he had was different, hence the name; Whirlwind Hair. His eyes were just about as confusing as his hair; his right eye being the same blue as the sky on a clear afternoon, while the left was the same color as the deepest most beautiful part of the ocean. On his neck was a sliver chain with a golden lightning bolt that he decided was his lucky charm when he found in the sand at the beach. On his shirt was a thunder storm scene, and the back ground was very bright making what should be a depressingly beautiful sight annoyingly happy. His jeans were a dark blue, but his All Stars shoes were even darker.

"You know how he feels about sick people being near his potatoes," Markus pointed out with a smug look and crossed his arms.

I glared at him and stumbled over to where he stood throwing myself at him causing his arms to wrap around my waist, "I'm sick so you help me."

Markus sighed at my logic and pushed me back to a standing position, helping me back to my room, "We'll make you some food then, but only because you sick, alright?"

"Alright, thanks," I muttered back, yawning, ending with me falling back into him my eyes fighting to stay open.

Markus sighed and lifted me into his arms, almost dropping me on his way to my room, tripping all the way over to my bed. He dropped me on it, covered me up, then went to go get me some food, "We'll wake you up when breakfast is ready, alright 'Sicko'?"

He smirked as he walked out leaving me to give him a weak glare as I found my world in darkness again.

I found myself at school, but my backpack wasn't with me. I looked around and saw I was by the 200 buildings at the front of the school.

"Why am I here?" I asked myself looking around for anyone.

"Rose, this is a dream, and this is where your mind has taken you," replied a voice that I knew all too well.

"Nixic?" I asked looking for the source of his voice, a red blush on my pale sickly face.

"I am him, but I'm not, remember this is all in your head," his voice replied, "Seems like your sick, huh? I bet that was real me's doing, I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry for, just let me see you please," I begged, looking around wildly craving to see the face of the owner of that voice.

"Like I said, I'm not really me, nor am I really here; this is just all in your head, you dreaming of what you want and know you can't have, you should know this by now," He said, declining my request.

"But I need you," I cried, my sickness showing now, even in my dreams.

"Maybe, but you're gonna wait a long time and end up with a broken heart with how you act," he said causally.

"Nixic…" I muttered out, "Please help me…"

"It's time to wake up, till next time Rose," and with those words my mind was black again, the feeling of hands on my shoulders overcoming me.

"Rose, damn it wake up!" Markus yelled at me.

When my eyes opened I saw Markus stare at me with wide worried eyes. It was weird to see him worried about me. I felt his thumbs running around my face, smearing away tears that I didn't know I had.

"M-Markus?" I squeaked out, confused by the fact I was crying and the closeness of him, "W-why? What?"

"Is it really that hard? You were crying out his name and asking for help. Rose, is your heart really that hurt?" Markus asked, he looked like he watched someone get hit by a car.

"M-Markus… I…" I didn't finish what should have been said.

I was unable to find the words in my heart needed for this and just hugged him, tears leaking from my eyes. He sighed and patted my head.

"I brought you some food, eat it up alright?" He said, pushing me away and handing me a bowl of soup.

"Yeah, alright. Thanks Markus," I said pretty sadly.

Before he walked out he patted my head again, telling me that everything would be fine then left.

The rest of that day I spent in bed and before I knew it was already Sunday, the cycle repeated with another mocking dream, then Monday came along sending me off to school sick.

-Line Break-

Pikachulover66: Alright guys I'm trying really hard to update every week, but I'm not doing so well. Anyways you got a nice little start of the real story now, next time you'll get some of our favorite Pokémon characters till next time!

Rose: If she doesn't forget!

Pikachulover66: I won't. -_-' Oh yeah, thanks to stocky-parker-dog for reading all these chapters over, I wouldn't have been able to have such clean work without her help! ^-^ Later!