Author's Note: YO! How's everybody doing? Thank you all for the comments! I am super happy! Keep on commenting! I noticed how many people said that this idea was somewhat 'original'. The truth is that it came to me in a dream, heh. The first chapter did anyways, and it came to me while I was sleeping during the whole day. Ha ha… For this chapter, I had originally planned for it to go through faster, but as I wrote, it got too long so I had to cut it off here. My bad!

Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon, the characters, or a dating show.

Just meeting a certain person could change everything.

She bolted in to a sitting position. Everything came to her in a rush. Then her mind blanked out.

Why had she woken up so suddenly? She looked at the clock. It was only 1 A.M. She felt sleep coming back to her and along the rim of consciousness, a whisper filled her ear, "Satoshi. Takashi. Masato. Shuu."

She sat upright again. Now she recalled why she had been on the verge of tears before waking. What once was a soft whisper turned in to a loud and piecing chant. Haruka bit her lip and held her head. She didn't want to know. The chant became louder and louder. No, she didn't want to have to do it. She couldn't! Three names fell as the one name that had most troubled her was chanted by itself. She didn't want to. She didn't want to lean on him. It was to protect him. Was such a matter so horrible, wishing to protect friends?

Two doors down from the end on the left.

She knew exactly where he was. She wanted to rush over there. No. She didn't. She stood up and walked over to the mini fridge. An ice-cold cup of water could help. Her hands shook as she brought the chilling fluid to her lips. She felt a breeze go past her shoulder. It made her shiver as she turned and saw no source of the wind. She left the cup of water on her table. She slowly creaked open the door. She tiptoed lightly in to the hall. She walked swiftly, yet with hesitation, to his room. She tapped lightly on his door as her heavy thoughts suddenly poured.

What was she doing? She had said she wouldn't lean on him. Why would he be awake at 1 o' clock in the morning? How would he be able to stand having her presence around? Her dream meant nothing. He was capable. He would never end in such a position. It was okay if she had not been assured. It was okay if she ended with nothing.

As she thought dreaded thoughts, a creak was heard. A small moan, followed by a yawn, sounded.

Haruka looked up receiving a view of Shuu standing groggily at his door, half-asleep. "Nn…what?" he asked. She was pretty sure he didn't even know who he was talking to. She felt tears brim her eyes from the relief of her dream. "I'm s-sorry. I didn't…didn't mean to wake…you…I'll be…be leaving now…My-my deepest apologies." she whispered, afraid he might hear her. He did. He straightened up and rubbed his eyes, then stared, without a trace of sleep, at her intently. "Oh…what would bring you here?" he asked in a curious tone. She rubbed her eyes to get rid of her tears. "I…just…wondered…how you were…doing…"

Why wouldn't her tears halt? This proved her dream was not true. Was the mere suggestion that troublesome to her? Her heart pounded as she kept rubbing her eyes. She knew he was watching her every move and despite the darkness, she felt as though a bright light had just shined on her.

His heart pounded as he watched her. In the dark, she still looked absolutely beautiful. It was amazing how much he had actually missed Haruka. He had met Satoshi and the rest, but not Haruka. Every time he met them, he couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy seeing how they could keep in touch with her while he could not. Now he could see her whenever he wished to.

"Oh, is that it? Then…" he trailed off as he noticed she had not stopped rubbing her eyes and he reached gently up to one hand.

She furiously rubbed her eyes. She would not seem so weak. He started saying something as she kept trying to stop her tears. Suddenly she felt something softly caress her right hand. It shocked her as she dropped her other wet hand. Haruka looked up and saw that Shuu was holding it and observing it, lightly patting it. She withdrew her shaking hand.

He had patted her hand and had felt the wetness. "Heh. Is my presence that annoying to you, May?" he asked as he forced on a smirk. "No, Shuu, that's not it…" she whispered. Another round of tears came to her. He noticed.

"Why…why don't you come in."

Author's Second Note: Comment-o! Please and thank you! Have you noticed how many dots there were? Oh and you can see why I had to stop here. Sigh Okay, I am now officially up for suggestions and criticisms! Of course, compliments are very much appreciated. Ho-hum, until next time! Comment!