Hiyas, the last chapter is here :3 It's longer that the first two and it's more packed with suspense and emotion (as far as Pokémon and my writing ability can go anyways xD)
Chapter 3: It's a promise.
Haruka closed her bag. Today was her last day in Pallet Town. She sighed as she looked around her now emptied home, trotting down the stairs. She couldn't bear to say goodbye to all of this; all of this and Satoshi, who was waiting for her at the door.
"Haru-chan…"
He looked at her with sad eyes. Haruka could see tears welling up in his eyes, feeling some in hers as well.
After a moment of silence, the boy began to take off his precious bandana. "Here," Satoshi said as he presented it to his friend, "Keep it."
The boy managed a grin, "So I'll always be with you."
Haruka was speechless. She remembered an instant when she had once asked the boy if she could borrow the same bandana.
The boy held onto his headgear, "No! This bandana is my treasure!"
Haruka asked innocently, "But why?"
The boy smiled gleefully, "It makes me look tough!"
She held the bandana in her hand; Haruka could not hold it in anymore. She burst into tears and embraced her best friend.
"Thank…you…" Haruka managed to choke out the words.
When she had let go, Satoshi had given her another grin.
"Now wipe those tears. When I become a Pokémon Trainer, I'll find you!"
Haruka nodded her head in agreement, "Mmm! Promise?"
"Of course!" The two youths linked their pinkies, "It's a promise!"
Satoshi watched on as his friend was taken away in the car with her parents and her little brother. He waved good bye to his friend with tears in his eyes. His mother stood behind him, waving as well.
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"And this will be your room for the night,"
"Thank you, Joy-san!" The four children thanked the nurse as they entered the room.
"Oh, I left my bag downstairs while we were waiting," said the tall, brown haired boy, Takeshi, "I'll be right back"
"Geez…he probably left the bag behind while he was flirting," groaned the youngest boy, Masato, as he climbed up onto a bunk bed.
"That Takeshi…," Masato's older sister, Haruka said in disbelief.
The teenage boy Satoshi grinned as he seated himself on a bed as well, "That's Takeshi for you!"
"Pika!" Satoshi's Pikachu agreed.
Masato sighed, being the one that always pulled the strange oldest and somehow the most mature boy away whenever such flirty events occurred. His wandering eyes fell on his sister's red bandana.
"Say, Sis, you never told me how you got your bandana."
"Oh?" Satoshi asked curiously, "Is it really important to you, Haruka?"
"Mmm, it is," the teenaged girl nodded and turned her head to her younger brother as she plopped onto a chair, "You don't remember, Masato, but we haven't always lived in Hoenn."
"Eh? Really? Where did we live?" The young boy asked in amazement.
"I don't remember; it was a long time ago," She closed her eyes, remembering the past, "It was a really clean place, and there was a lot of forests around and there was a good, clean air."
"Ah, you're making me miss Pallet Town now, Haruka," The ebony colour haired boy sighed.
Haruka continued, "I had a really good friend in that town. Before we moved to Hoenn, he gave me his bandana, which was his favourite headgear."
She untied the cloth from her head and held it in her hands, "Afterwards, we left for the ship to Petalburg, but not before the boy promised me that he would find me after he became a trainer."
Her eyes squeezed out a tear as she lowered her head, "To this day, we haven't seen each other yet, but even if we have…I wouldn't have known."
"Why not, Sis?" Masato leaned from his top bunk.
Haruka looked up towards her brother, "I feel really bad about it, but I forgot his name and his face. We just haven't been in contact for so long."
The brown haired girl sighed.
A whisper came from across the room, "Of course…it's a promise…"
She snapped her head to face the boy with the Pikachu. His face was pale and in shock.
"Masato…Pikachu...could you leave me to talk to Haruka alone for a bit…?"
Satoshi was clearly shaken.
"Pikapi?" The yellow rodent looked at his trainer curiously, but understood. Masato and Pikachu left the room, closing the door behind them.
Satoshi slowly turned his head to face the girl that was in the room with him.
Her heart skipped a beat, "…Satoshi?"
The boy's voice quivered, "The boy you were with…almost always had a smile…went with you on adventures…and even protected you from a Donphan once while you two were in a forest near that town…right?"
Haruka was stunned, "H-how did you know?" But she knew full well why.
Satoshi took a breath, "Haru…chan?"
Haruka was in bewilderment. She rose from the chair and took a step towards Satoshi. The boy she had been travelling with for so long had been the same boy from her memory all along.
"Sato…kun."
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Outside of the room, Masato and Pikachu had pressed their ears against the door, hoping to hear what was going on.
"Hear anything, Pikachu?"
"Chu," The Pokémon shook his head.
Takeshi approached them as he returned.
"What are you two doing? Where are Satoshi and Haruka?" he asked in regard.
"Wah! Takeshi! What took you so long? Were you flirting again?" Masato scolded the youth that was older than him, "Anyways, help me and Pikachu here. We're trying to listen to what Sis and Satoshi are saying!"
He instantly returned to his previous position.
"How long have they been alone in there?" Takeshi tilted his head in skepticism.
"Too long!" The young youth exclaimed immaturely, "Since a little after you left!"
"Have you tried knocking?" The smarter teen raised his fist, then knocked, "Satoshi, Haruka, can we come in?"
No answer.
"Hm," Takeshi creaked the door open on impulse.
The three eavesdroppers poked through the crack of the the door to see their two friends in an embrace.
