So, I have been reading over some of my favorite stories on this site, and I wanted to try something different. Let me know what you think.

BTW, chapter 6 is an actually chapter now, so read it before reading this chapter.

And that is pretty much it, wish me luck!


(Ash's P.O.V.)

Ma-May? I finally managed to mutter while she gave me this enormous bear hug. It was diffidently her, the hugs still hurt just as bad, but had this weird way of calming me down, the were soothing. I still cant put my finger on it.

Hey Ash. She had that usually smile on her face. Never once have I not returned, which still seems to amaze me. Another mystery I have yet to unravel. She just stood there, her normal self, but a little older, of course. She was still about my height, she was one year younger than me after all. She had that pinkish tint to her cheeks again.

Hey May, is the pollen getting to you, are you sick? Weird, the pink went away as soon as I finished.

What do you mean? That was her response, short, sweet, and innocent. That was May for you.

Nothing at all. That's the best I could think of at the moment, coming up with things to cover up with wasn't exactly my forte. Then again, May was a whole other story. Her sapphire eyes had this amazing trait of getting things out of me. I just would get absorbed into them, like how I would get lost in the ocean.

So, am I allowed to come in, or are we just going to continue this starring contest? Sarcasm was in her voice, and she had a smirk plastered on her face.

I mentally slapped myself in the head. Of course, Mom would love to see you! As she walked in and admired his clean house, I was replaying what just happened in my head. Wow, I really looked like an utter idiot. Oh well, can't be that bad, at least she gets over it. I closed the door behind me, and walked over to the living room couch, she was sitting in the chair on left of the couch.

So, what do you want t share about your adventures, May? Oh yeah, that was smooth. Something I can actually talk about without coming across as stupid!

Okay, sounds good. Awesome, she agreed to the subject. Let me give you the full details on it...


(Dawn's POV)

Wow, Brock and Misty have known each other for a while, I felt kinda left out as they got reacquainted with one another. I started a conversation with the brown haired trainer, the one with the leather jacket draped of his shoulder, the white t-shirt with the black Pokeball on it, and the classic blue jeans. He had a piece of grass in his mouth, sunglasses on, and his Pikachu on his right shoulder. This Pikachu was a lot like Ash's, except for the fact that he had a lighter nose and his tall was a bit longer.

So, Michael, what adventures have you gone on? The question seemed legit enough in my mind. I thought it out pretty well, hopefully he will respon_

-I have traveled through Hoenn and Kanto before with this Pikachu of mine. His name is Thunder by the way, and his quite mischievous. His smirk faded as Thunder started to ramble on about something.

Come on Thundy, it is just a joke. Thunder seemed to calm down after that. He is so cute! I had to admit, I still found that species of Pokemon quite adorable, I would pinch those cheeks if they weren't so full of electricity. Thunder held up his two fingers out, making it look like it was doing the "peace" sign. I was convinced, this Pikachu was a player.

Where did you get him? Wow, I am on a roll, that was quite a good couple of question in a row!

I got him from my mother. She had raised a Raichu, which had three Poke-Eggs, Two Pikachu's, and one Pichu. She had given the others away to family friends, while I received this little guy as my own. I still got Trecko as my started though.

Wow, this guy is pretty cool. No wonder Misty seems to like him. Wait a minute...I wonder... I check behind me, yup, Misty was not within hearing range. Here we go... Hey Michael, do you like Misty? Oh no, he froze for a second. Michael started walking again, but didn't respond. This isn't good.

I don't know exactly, I think I do, but I am not sure. Well, I got an answer, not one I expected, but it is better then what I would get from Ash. Well, if you do, I think you guys look cute together. My whispering was spot on, Misty was still continuing her conversation with Brock.

Thanks, Dawn, You're alright in my book. Michael smiled at me, I could tell it wasn't fake. Likewise, I replied. Oh, that was smooth, Dawn. I should hang out with this guy ore often.

Just don't say anything to anyone unless you completely trust them, I know you will eventually give in and tell someone else. Michael's smile still didn't disappear, so I assumed he trusted me.

Lips are sealed, it wont take just anyone to pry them open. Wow, I am gooooddd-

-I wonder who it will take, must be one lucky guy, then. Did he just...no..he was just giving a compliment. Of course, what would he see in me.

Heyy Michael, wait up! Michael and I turned around to see Misty run up right between me and him. What were you guys talking about? Oh crap, gotta think of something fas-

You, Misty! Wow, Michael, smooth move.

Really, what exactly? She had what seemed to be a flirty smile to me, which I think Michael returned. Only good things! Whatever, you guys are so in love, I can see them making out in the next couple minutes!

Okay, almost there, Ash, here we come! Oh my God, when was Brock following us? Wow, I feel slow...

Yeah! Misty exclaimed, Boo yah! I thought that was clever...

I still have no clue who that guy is. We all sweat-dropped at his comment. You will soon enough, Michael, you will soon enough...


OMG! I have finished this chapter, so, what do you think. Should I stay third person, or should I talk in there shoes? I like third person, but I want to hear your thoughts!

So, sorry about no Pokemon Battle, I am working on that right now!

Hell Jumper out! R&R!