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A little poetry…just because I feel like it

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I NO OWN-SO THERE IS NO SUEING NESSISARY


Ren watched Paul and Dawn enter the Pokemon centre. She clenched her fist in anger as she thought of how Dawn had beaten her before, and in front of her true love too. She wasn't even that cute, but the way Shin-kin had looked at her, it was as if he was in love with her. And that just burned Ren up.

That blue-haired, ugly, little idiot didn't deserve Shin-kun's attention. She (Ren) deserved for Shin-kun to be in love with her.

But now that she noticed, Shin-kun and that Dawn girl, weren't looking so close. He wouldn't even look at her when he talked to her, and every time she looked at him, she looked as if she were on the verge of tears.

'So there's trouble in paradise" she thought connivingly 'maybe I can use this to my advantage'. She took out her cell phone and dialled 'by the end of this day, Shin-kun will surly be mine, and I will make that Dawn pay'.


Paul glanced at Dawn as she stared of into space. He should be angry, furious, like he was yesterday. But instead he was worried as he thought of what had started the fight. Dawn can say that it was because she didn't like him, or because she hated him. But he knew otherwise, from the way she had kissed him back, it was obvious that she did like him, and she wasn't a very good liar…even though she said she hated him, her eyes said completely different.

He had said those things out of self defence, by instinct; he didn't mean any of it (how ironic!). And he would kick himself repeatedly for it later, but right now he had other things on his mind.

Like the scar. Why did Dawn have a scar? And such a big one too, it was right across her head and it was pretty deep also. He would never have noticed it, her hair was so dark. Did it have something to do with why she never trusted anyone.

Paul turned to Dawn, and suddenly everything he said dawned on him. What in the world had he done? He had told her that he was just using her, and that he was going to ditch her at the end of this day! "Hey" he called, with the intention of saying something re assuring until he apologised "your sour face is annoying, if you're going to mope around all day, then leave. I need to do some training, and you're depressing me". That came out wrong, and as an effect, Dawn got up angrily and said "fine" she brushed off her dress and glared at him "goodbye Paul".

And with that she ran out. As Paul watched her go, furious with himself, he promised himself that by the end of the day, he would find a way to sort everything out. By right now…there was ANOTHER thing that was bothering him.


Dawn walked pas another shop. What was wrong with her? Usually she'd be in and out of at least ten shops in only five minuets. But now she wasn't bothered with even looking at the shops. All she could think about, was how at the end of the day, she would never see Paul again, except when he battled Ash, if she ever found them again.

Again, she walked past another shop and right out the mall. It was a beautiful day, but somehow it didn't make her feel any better. When had she gotten to the point that the idea of not being with Paul, and him hating her, made her so depressed? And why did it bother her so much.

Dawn stopped and looked up at her clothing store, 'Sassy girl'. Dawnsmiled as she remembered a time when she and Paul had been in a village and she had insisted on going into the store. They had spent the whole time arguing out side, with her trying to pull him inside and him shouting at the top of his voice 'there's no way Im going in there! Not if the whole world was on fire!!!', that by the time she had convinced him to come for only ten minutes, the shop had closed.

That had been the day when she discovered that Paul had a major sweet tooth. Who knew? The minute he had found out that behind the shop they sold sweets he had grunted 'five minutes'. Paul was so cynical all time that she would never have guessed his little secret.

Dawn giggled to herself at the memory, but then stopped, sad over the fact that she would never again be able to bribe him with sweets again, or joke around stupidly in hopes of catching one of his rare smiles.

It was funny how only after, at the prospect of loosing him, did Dawn really realize how much she loved travelling with him. Dawn turned into an ally way, absorbed in her thoughts; she was totally unaware.


Paul had confirmed his suspicions. Someone had been following them. Someone was still following him, dogging his every step. But every time he turned round to catch them, they would always hide behind something. Paul needed to lead them somewhere where the person would have nowhere to hide.

Soon they arrived, on the way in into the town; Paul had noticed a large empty pavilion. Hopefully it was still empty. It was, and so Paul stopped "I know your there" he said coldly "so come out before I force you out". But his stalker still insisted on remaining hidden, and stupidly hid himself behind a rock. Paul sighed and walked over. He reached out and grabbed a bundle of the person's hair and forced him to his feet.

"Oww oww oww" he screamed. It was a boy, about a year younger then him with green eyes and familiar red hair. "Why have you been following me?" he said, getting straight to the point "who are you?"

The boy looked up and smirked "like I would tell you" he said smugly. Paul only took the boys wrists and twisted them round in a painful position. "I wont ask you again, who are you and …" he pressed down on the wrist, earning a groan of pain from the boy "why were you following me"

"To-to keep you away from the girl" he gasped "Im Ren's younger brother, Har" Paul's blood went cold, "why did you need to keep me away from her" he demanded. The Har looked at him in loathing, but Paul only pressed down harder "She-she wanted to make the little trollop pay, ruff her up a bit, so you wont like her anymore." "How" Paul yelled. And the boy told him the plan, Paul listened in horror. "NO" He cried, as he pushed the boy away and went running back into the village. 'Please don't let me be to late' he thought frantically.


Dawn turned another corner, when she heard something, a twig crack. Dawn turned, but there was no one there "Hello girly" dawn turned to see two boys, older then her, leering over both sides of the road, blocking anyway of getting out. "What's a little girly like you" one said, etching closer "doing wandering around in a place like this. Dawn moved backwards, only to bump into another body. Instantly he stuffed a hand over her mouth while another covered her eyes with a blind fold. Dawn didn't even have the chance to scream.

"Well, well she's quite the looker. I can see why Sis is so worried about her being with her love-interest." Dawn felt someone lift her chin "it ain't personal babe, but what Sis wants Sis gets" she felt the one who was holding her grip tighten as the other one felt at the strap of her dress. "When were done we'll let you go, till then just sit tight little mouse". Dawn didn't need to be a genius to know what they were planning to do next.

She shook her head and body wildly, trying to get out of the boy's grip, but his fingers were like steel, they wouldn't let go. "Oh" they laughed "she's a fighter; that's good, it'll make things more interesting". And with that he shoved his face on to hers and caught her in a huge wet kiss. Dawn wanted to throw up as his tongue force itself down her throat and his hands started to fiddle with the strap of her dress 'NO!!, I don't want this, let me go. Somebody…Help me!' her mind practically screamed. She wanted to call out for help, but the man was barley letting her breath, let alone scream.

She hated it when men touched her like this, abusing, possessing, like she didn't matter. The only time she hadn't felt like this when a man kissed her, was when she was with…an image on Paul passed over her mind and Dawn instinctively shook her herd 'No!' she cried in her head 'I have no right to hope for him to come and save me, not after what happened'

But still she couldn't help but think of him, and of the fun times they travelled together. Why had she said she hated him? Was she scared? No, she was never scared, not around him. He never gave her any reason to be scared. If anything she always felt calm when she was with him, like she could be her self for real for once. And even if she had no right she wanted to see him. Tears were cascading down her face 'Paul, help me' she screamed in her head 'Paul!'

But then her mind started playing even worse tricks on her, as she could almost swear she heard Paul's voice call out "Gliscor, X-scissor" And a great X sliced through the air and smashed right into the man who was holding Dawn, and he was thrown away, but because of the boy's great big bulking body took on most of the attack, Dawn was left unharmed.

"I suggest you leave now, before I get really pissed of, and do something that I might regret later." It was Paul's voice! Dawn felt her heart soar, but something was different. His voice was unlike his usual cynical tone, it was cold, angry…no…furious, like he was livid enough to do anything.

"Yeah right" the man holding her sneered "and what are you going to do little boy? Go home and play with your action figures, while us big boys…" he leaned down and pressed the side of his face to her cheek and felt him lick the side of her neck "…stay here and play with the interesting little toy we found"

Dawn shivered disgusted. Suddenly the grip on her arms disappeared and she heard someone's jaw crack. 'Paul!' was her first thought, was he hurt? Was he hurt trying to help her? If he was then she would never be able to forgive herself. "I won't say it again, get out of here. And if I ever catch you near her, I'll break more then just your jaw" Paul suddenly said coldly.

So he was alright! That little piece of information made her happier then ever before. "Your gonna be sorry you did that" cried a man, as he and the other one ran away, Dawn couldn't tell which one it was, nor did she care. All that mattered was that they were leaving.


Paul had wanted to kill those men. When he followed Gliscor, and had turned that corner to see that man mauling over her, he had wanted to break something, preferably his fingers. Paul rarely got angry. Annoyed, cynical, board, but rarely ever this angry.

He bent down and put his hands on her shoulders "Dawn, Dawn can you hear me?" he asked. Dawn was shaking, deep pulsing shakes that only matched the ones she had during that storm. He reached up and removed the blind-fold; Paul realized it was wet with her tears.

Dawns face was stained with tears, her eyes were so sad, that pulled her into his arms and held her close. "Im sorry I was late I…" but he stopped when he noticed dawn looking up at him, her eyes were showing shock, disbelief and something else. "You-you came" she whispered.

And suddenly she was crying again "I-I know I had no right, but I was so scared and…I wished that you would come and save me." she sobbed.

Paul went stiff "I sorry, you must hate me even more…" "I don't hate you" Paul cut her off "I never did". Now it was dawn's turn to stiffen "what!" she gasped, looking at Paul. "I lied" he said simply. He felt Dawn was still staring at him "but I thought you said you never lied" she asked. Paul tightened his grip on her "I never had anything to lie about" he said.

Dawn leaned in to him and sighed "Im sorry".

Paul rolled his eyes "what are you apologising for now?" he said. "for lying and saying I hated you when the truth is…" she suddenly blushed and turned her head away "No it doesn't matter, just know that Im sorry"

But Paul wasn't having it; he wanted to know what she was going to say. "tell me" he urged

"Im scared" she finally whispered "Im scared of trusting people, but bit by bit, Im starting to trust you, and I don't know what to do with that trust" she cried. Paul just stared at her "Im not ready, Im not read…" she was cut off by Paul' lips. When he was done he murmured "stupid, you don't have to force yourself to trust me all at once" Dawn sniffed and looked up "I don't?"

He took her face in his hand and turned her face till they were eye level "No, you don't, but allowing yourself the chance to trust in people."

Paul stood and reached out a hand for Dawn "come on" he said, but Dawn only stood up "wait there's more" she said fiddling with her hands. Paul faced her "what is it".

Dawn took a huge breath, but her head remained down "when I said that, my own heart felt as if it was…" she shook her head "I don't know…but…it hurt." She started to cry again "its not…I…I" Paul drew her into his arms as she tried to get the words out "I want to be loved, you have no idea how much I want to be loved. But Im scared, Im scared of being loved, Im scared of being hated, because every time I start to love someone, they always tell me that they hate me, they push me away. And it hurts; it hurts like a knife in my heart. I hate that pain, so that's why I pushed you away…"

But she was once again cut off when Paul placed his lips on hers and caught her in one of their kisses. Dawns mind went momentarily blank, as their tongues entwined and her hands started running through his hair and his hand cupped her face.

When they finally broke apart Paul hugged her close "don't talk, listen" he said sternly "you don't have to explain to me if your not ready, I already knew you didn't hare me, you're a terrible liar. But like it or not, I like you, and Im not going to just throw you away, so don't even think that. I love you. And the day when you can say the same, I promise I wont push you away, ill accept you with a smile. So calm down"

And with that dawn threw her arms around him and hugged him "thank you"


Dawn was asleep; Paul sat at the side of her bed and watched her breath in and out in a rhythm. All that crying had taken a lot out of her. Her eyes were all swollen and red and she breathed in little sniffles. But Paul had to remind himself that Dawn's sort-of confession, that Ren girl was serious about Dawn, to sent her own personal hit-men after her. he clenched his fist, he wasn't going to let any bitch hurt Dawn, he looked at her sleeping, especially now.

Something had hurt Dawn, something that traumatized her. and he was determined to find out what, so that he could help heal her.

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SORRRY THAT I've TAKEN SO LONG TO WRITE, BUT IM ONLY ALLOWED NEAR THE COMPUTER IN THE WEEK ENDS

SO I TRY TO GET IN AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE

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