Yama: finaly! Im sorry if there are stupid things wrong with it, i used my ipod cuz i was out all day, so i had to email it to myself ans such.
Paul: shut up and get on with the story.
Yama: shut it Sunshine, ill sick Dawn on your ass. Speeking of Dawn, some people may thing Dawn is a bit OCC but, If you killed someone, would you the same as you are now?
Dawn: Im not that different.
Yama: anyway, someone do the disclaimer!
Misty: I just read it and Dawn, dear, your verry akward...
Yama: Hello?
Dawn: Oh come on! I thought I was funny!
Yama: SOMEONE DO THE DAMN DISCLAIMER!
Paul: Yama dosent own poke'mon and wont until, the papers are finalized later.
Yama: shhH! Thats suposed to be a secret!
LAST TIME:
"hm.." Paul says " acceptable" i laugh at his uptightness, even though i can see the smile playing through his scowl
^Dawn's Point of View^
Paul and I listen to the songs of choice on our IPods and the more I hear it, the more nervous I am "Dear, dear diary, I want to tell my secrets" ? He thinks I have secrets? Well rather knows I have secrets. But how? We've been so careful! I guess we have to be even more careful, I turn to Paul "do you like the song?" I ask with a smile.
"it's, comical." he says, his voice hard.
"well that was the point! " I laugh, " hey, Paul, what do you mean by "secrets" in the song?" I ask softly, slightly afraid of the answer.
He sighs, " I think you know Dawn"
"and I think I'm confused" I respond.
"Don't play dumb with me, I know all about Norman, I know the whole resin your hear, and the only reason you give a rats ass about us." he growls.
I sigh, not bothering to try and hide. " how long have you known?" I ask.
"about 15 minutes after I met you, no one ever approaches me" he says looking me in the eyes "and you did, even when I was a jerk to you, you continued to pester me."
"do the others know?" I ask, worried about the other girls.
"no, but I wouldn't give it long until Gary figure it out" he says,shrugging.
"I'm sorry Paul, I really am." I say, tears brining in my eyes.
"don't be, it's not your fault." he says nonchalantly.
" do you hate me?" I ask the tears now falling.
"why would I hate you? Your risking your life to protect us." he says looking at me with questioning eyes, beautiful questioning eyes.
"Paul..." I wisper , then I pounce on him, capturing him in a hug " thank you" I say nuzzling his chest.
"t-troublesome get off of me" he demands. "your getting my shirt all wet."
"s-sorry" I say, softly, but I don't get up.
"are you going to get up?" he asks, impatiently.
"nope" I say giggling.
Then, as if god enjoys toying with us, the door opens "Paul you to done in he-" Reggie says, "uhm...? Paul, you okay there?" he asks, stifling a laugh.
"she won't get up, it's not what it looks like!" he exclaims.
" oh hush Paul, I'm hugging you, not doing you, calm down" I say, with a lighthearted laugh. He knows and he doesn't hate me! Another laugh escapes me as I rise off of my plum- haired friend.
"so you to are together?" Reggie asks with a smile.
"erhm no" I respond. "why would you think that?"
"your the first girl Paul's brought home in god knows how long, then you pounce on him in the kitchen, then I come in hear and see you to," Paul glares at his older brother "In a awkward position." he concludes.
" misinterpretations" Paul explains. "were simply friends"
" a girlfriend" Reggie says, with a silly grin.
"Reggie" Paul warns the older man.
" Reggie, just give it up, there's nothing going on between us." I say with a laugh.
"and why not!" Reggie says with a childish pout.
" Norman sent her. He's her father." Paul explains.
"oh!" Reggie exclaims. " by your so..."
"what?" I ask, offended.
"small!" Reggie says. I glare, how dare he make assumptions about me! I stand up an quickly move behind him an pin his arm behind his back, use my knee to push him to the ground, and he lands on the ground with a pained noise.
I move my mouth to his ear, " wanna say that again Reggie?" I ask with venom in my voice.
"let him go Troublesome, he's learnt his lesson." Paul advises. I move my knee from his lower back and slow him to get up.
" that was hot!" Reggie says with a sly grin on his face. I sigh and look at Paul, who's pinching the bridge of his nose, not even looking at us, so I move my hand to Reggie's neck, and push. Paul only looks up when reggie falls to the floor, unconscious.
"what happened?" Paul asks.
"nothing" I say, lifting a unconscious Reggie's arm and dragging him out of the room and drooping him outside the room, and close the door. "wanna hear what I have so far for my essay?" he nodds, so I lift the paper into view.
"Paul chose the song Dear Diary by P!nk, I believe he chose this because, everyone has secrets, and especially when you first meet someone, you don't know much about them. Many on the lyrics are pretty generic, but one that stood out to me was 'Daddy's little girl when he went away
What did it teach me? That love leaves' when I was younger, my parents left me at the age of 7, they jut up and left, I was put into foster care and ha to grow up fairly quick, and when you live with many other children that all were abandoned you eventually begin to learn that love always disappears. Another stanza that resembles me is, 'I've been down every road you could go
I made some bad choices as you know
Seems I have the whole world cradled in my hands'
Everyone makes bad choices, some worse than others, at the age of 9 I was adopted by my father Norman, and I also gained 2 sisters May, Norman's biological daughter and Leaf, along with Max, May's younger brother of 3 at the time. About a year later another addition to our family was made, Misty. About 4 years later we are 14, we got a tattoo to represent out family bond, on my shoulder I was given a black rose, Misty a shining drop of water, May, a pair of red ballet shoes, and Leaf, a brown book with a bright leaf on the cover. That pertains to the song by
'I learned my lessons
I turned myself around
I've got a guardian angel tattooed on my shoulder.
She's been watching over me'
Before Misty was added to our family, we were rampaging around our home, doing what we wanted but Misty set us straight, being the mother of our family. Paul may not have know most of this information, yet he still chose the song, that goes to show that a first meeting really does set the rate of a friendship."
I finish with a sigh.
"that was actually very good, quite insiteful " he praises.
"ide like to see how you turn 'don't trust me' into a respectful essay" I says with a laugh.
"I think that was your point of giving me that song" he says with a agitated sigh. Paul razes a hand to his ear and tugs on something.
"what are you doing?" I ask walking over to him.
"nothing" he responds, me being the sceptic I am assumes its a mic or communication device, hops over to him and pulls his hair back to reveal many black ear percings.
" what are you doing?" Paul asks agitated.
"sorry, thought they were high tech shit." I respond with a shrug, still looking at the percings, not because I'm suspicious, I'm interested. He has the cartilage perced running up its length with black or purple studs decorated with x es or on one a cross. On his lobe there is a blue and red yin and yang sign with a slim chain connecting it to a stud next to a industrial bar on the top of his ear.
"why are you starring at me?" Paul asks, shifting where he's sitting.
"I like them!" I say happily, " most guys look stupid with that many but they suite you" I explain.
"erhm thanks I guess." he says, still shifting.
" no need to feel uncomfortable, I was giving you a complement, and you certainly shouldn't be afraid of me."
"and why not? I just saw you render my brother unconscious."
"Paul, the reason I'm hear is because your special and some very bad people want to use what you can do to harm over people, he would only want you if you could kill with the snap of a finger" I say smileing.
" you certainly are a weird one..." Paul says, giving me a weird look.
My smile fades, " you should know better than anyone what killing a person does to you." I say, tears threatening to overflow, I snap my eyes shut, to avoid that.
"you've killed?" he asks eyes wide.
"yeah, some tried to hurt May, but that's a story for another day..." I trail off. " there will be another day, right?" I look into his deep eyes, momentarily getting lost in them.
"what do you mean Troublesome?"
"your not going to alert Norman that you know? We were supposed to make sure you didn't know, and we kinda failed" I add with a sheepish grin.
"why would I tell your daddy?" he asks with a quizzical look on his hard features.
"well, you don't seem to like me much and this would get rid of me, dad would bring someone else in who specializes in being hidden" I explain.
"I don't dislike you, well no more that Pathetic or Gary" Paul responds.
"what about Drew?" I ask with a smile.
A discussed look over takes his calm expression. " all he talked about all practice was you friend in the red."
I sit up more alert at this, "May?"
"I guess" he responds.
"do you think he likes her" I ask excitedly.
"how am I supposed to know?" he says smirking, he's toying with me! I realize. Well, too can play that game! I stand up and move over to the side of Paul's bed that he's sitting on and place myself in his lap.
"you sure you don't know anything Paul?" I ask, bating my eyelashes at him innocently.
"all I know is that he said she was hot" Paul says, glaring at me after he realized what I did. He slid his hands around my waist and smirked at my shocked expression. He pulls me closer to him and looks into my eyes and my hands move over to his ear and I begin to spin one of his earrings, entranced. After a moment, I snap out of it and yank his earring, not roughly, but hard enough to get my point across.
"that wasn't nice Paul" I pout.
" you started it." he says with a shrug. I smile at him.
" you are a worthy opponent, Paul" I giggle.
"as are you Troublesome" he says with a chuckle.
"did you just laugh?" I ask with a light laugh myself.
"I'm not emotionless" he says, rolling his eyes.
"anger and annoyance don't count as emotions Sunshine." I say with a smirk.
"and irrational joy and perkiness dose?" he counters.
"touché!" I say with a laugh.
" how can you sit there and not be afraid of me?" he asks, his tone serious.
"why would I be afraid of you?" I ask still playing with his earrings.
"you know what I've done, yet your sitting on my lap" he rolls his eyes again at my wink when he mentions our seating arrangements.
"and to some degree you know what I've done, I've killed more people than you can imagine, so to me, your a normal person." I say twirling a lock of his purple hair in my fingers, a sad smile on my face.
" how many people have you killed?" he asks, genuine intrist written on his face.
"17" I answer "but I can tell you exactly where there family is, and how there doing. I make sure that they can support the selfs, I sent each family a monthly check for a few thousand." I say with tear filled eyes at the memories of the children.
"where do you get that kind of money?" he asks, skeptical.
"dad sends us a allowance every week, it tends to add up." I explain.
"your defiantly deferent" Paul says as he's shaking his head.
And for the second time today, the door opens while we're in a compromising position.
"why did I just wake up in the closet?" a confused Reggie asks, before taking in our positions "and why are you in his lap..."
"beware the Tootsie" I answer shrugging my shoulder as I get up.
"what the fuck?" Reggie and Paul answer simultaneously.
"ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer" I explain. Paul lets out another low chuckle.
" did you just laugh?" a astonished Reggie asks.
"that's what I said!" I agree with a laugh.
" I think Dawns a good influence on you Paul, I haven't heard you laugh sense you set Drew's hair on fire with your mind!" reggie says laughing, then he quickly covers his mouth with bulging eyes.
"you pyro!" I laugh as I smack Paul's arm.
"did she hear me or is she just stupid?" Reggie quietly asks Paul.
"oh I heard you, I know about the fact that Paul has abilities, I just didn't know what specifically." I answer, slightly anoyed that he called me stupid.
"uhm okay?" Reggie says uncertainly.
"are you just going to stand there?" Paul asks, obviously annoyed.
"trying to kick your brother out Sunshine?" I ask.
"yes" Paul says simply.
"oh you want some privacy with your girlfriend. I get it!" Reggie says happily and walks out of the room, closing the door behind him.
"so what do ya wanna do now?" I ask?
" I don't know what time is it?" he asks.
" time for you to get a watch" I say with a giggle.I look at the clock, it's 8:37 not to late.
"then I guess it's time for you to grow up" he retorts.
"I'm bored!" I say, laying my head on his lap.
"do you enjoy making me feel akward?" Paul asks.
"nah, it just comes naturally" I say with a smirk.
" so your naturally annoying?" he questions.
"yup" I agree.
"at least you admit it" he says with a shrug. I move my head from his lap to his chest and I begin to doze off.
"OKAY PAUL WHERE'S DAWN!" is my wakeup call, as I toss and turn on a hard pillow that also happens to be moving. Wait, pillows don't move, or grumble for that matter, and why did Misty yell about Paul?
"awe look Mist there cuddling!" Leaf cooes, as I open my eyes and see that I am in fact curls up in Paul's arms with my head laying on his chest.
"well leave you too alone, Dawn, your in trouble, be down in 5 minutes or I send Misty and her mallet up" May warns. The trio then walks out and I turn to Paul who is now awake.
"sorry, I don't know how that happened." I say with a sheepish smile.
"you fell asleep, looked cold so I pulled you up to me, then I fell asleep." he explains.
" we'll, thanks" I say with a smile, Paul nods to me and I stand on my tippy toes and place a kiss on his cheek, and walk out of the room.
Yama: you like?
Paul: No
Yama: Thanks... *hides in Emo Corner*
May: Thats not a corner, you just made a corner by puting your hands together...
Yama: SHUT UP! I like my corner...
Leaf: Its a verry beautiful corner *pats Yama's back soothingly*
Yama: *huggs Leaf* Review!