His eyes closed.

His mouth pressed shut.

His heartbeat pounding in a calming rhythm.

Slowly, the blonde-haired boy opened his eyes. He looked around. Darkness. Yet a warm breeze flowed to his neck and arm, causing a slight shudder. His eyes moved everywhere, thinking heavily of his unknown whereabouts. The hell am I? He was getting anxious. The young man began to move his feet. He cares not for his safety inside the darkness around him. What he wanted was answers for his existence in the abyss.

A small smile pursed his lips as his eyes caught the sight of a door. He could feel his feet dashing faster than ever. With one huge huff, he swung his arm, opening the door.

His eyes gawked; dumbfounded.

A beautiful garden flashed upon his sight. But there was more; there was a huge tree – a single tree, standing amongst the beautiful colours of flowers. But what shocked him more was the number of chairs in front of the tree. What's more; there were people sitting on the chairs.

The garden was laced with beautiful ribbons and decorations. An arch stood steadily in front of him. On the other side of the arch was a long red carpet, cascading a few feet front. Between the red roads were the people – guests. At the end of it was the tree.

But the huge plant was not alone. Stood in front of it were three people: a priest, a bride and a groom.

The young blonde scrunched his eyes, trying to get a better look. This time, his feet scooted slowly, not wanting to disrupt the surprise wedding. He stayed under the arch, eyes still focusing on the pair. The groom seemed familiar. He had black hair, combed back. His eyes were slightly small; grey even. Finally, the young man recognized the groom.

Lucas?

He flinched at the sight. Never in his life would he thought the young apprentice would marry at such a young age. The blonde chuckled under his breath. Then again, he can care less about Lucas's personal life. Afterwards, he gazed at the lady in front of the groom. She was wearing a silky white dress. Her hair was jet black and shining. A small tiara was placed on top of her head, along with a white veil covering her face. The curious teenager was more interested to know the face of the bride.

"Do you, Lucas Diamond, take thee to be your lawful wedded wife?" the priest said, gazing at the smiling groom.

Lucas, with a bright smile replied, "I do."

The man under the arch stood quietly. He shoved his hands in his pockets, looking at the quite mesmerizing scene. A small grin occupied the edge of his lips; somehow proud for the young apprentice.

"And do you, Hikari Platina, take thee to be your lawful wedded husband?"

The second the priest called out the bride's name, the blonde's grin dissolved in a blink of an eye. He felt like his heart had stopped. The teenager's mouth was wide open like a Magikarp. He snapped his head forward, gawking as the bride said, "I do."

He gasped in horror. Suddenly, all the air around him was dissipating from him. The blonde stared as Lucas lifted the veil and let it rest on her tiara. To his utter fear, he was right – it was Hikari.

And seeing her being taken away by another man was killing him.

The priest gazed upon the audience, oblivious to the gasping blonde a few feet away from him. "If anyone is to object this marriage, speak now or forever hold your peace!"

A few minutes of silence filled the elegant garden. The teenager cringed in pain at his throat. Picking up all his energy, he dashed towards the bride and groom. "Hikari!" he yelled. "Hikari! No!" He reached out his hand for her. But suddenly, to his fear, the road seemed to stretch away from him. Instead of a few feet, it became a few miles. The blonde gasped in fear. He ran faster than he ever did in his life.

"No!" he shouted madly. "I object! I don't wanna hold my peace! I don't wanna hold my peace!" He stared at the woman in front of him. Hikari was smiling – but not at him – instead at her new husband. The blonde teenager could feel tears in his eyes. His closed them shut, growling in his teeth. "Hikari! Wa-"

Before he could finish his sentence, a giant blue Gyarados popped out of the ground, roaring malevolently in front of him.

The young man halted completely at the sudden appearance. Eyes were now in stricken fear. The atrocious Pokémon growled viciously in front of the human. The teenager took a few steps backwards; petrified.

"By the power bested in me, I know pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

He flinched terribly at the revelation. The man tried to find a way to get through, but the Gyarados moved along, blocking his way.

No. He shook his head; frustrated and devastated. Hikari, no!

Without warning, the atrocious Pokémon opened his mouth, ready to launch a raging Dragon Rage attack.

Even so, the young man didn't run. Neither did his release his Pokémon to defend him. He stood there; fist clenching, head down. His heart was savagely breaking like a glass wall. His stomach was twitching and twisting in ultimate pain that he felt weak. He snapped his head up, a single tear flowing down his cheek. He could feel the acid burning on his skin eventhough there was only one small drop of a crystal clear tear.

"Hikari!" Jun yelled as loud as he can before the deadly beamed crashed him.

O.O.O

"Hikari!" The blonde snapped his body up like a bullet. He gasped frantically, panting in fear and in pain. He cringed as a sharp stinging pain crunch his body. Jun moved his hand to his stomach. He flinched as his fingers felt soft cotton rather than skin. He glanced downwards. A small gasp emitted from his mouth to see a white bandage wrapped around his below torso.

"What the…"

He stopped as his ears caught the sound of a door slamming. The blonde turned his head to the right. A few feet away was the girl in his dreams. Her hair was soaking wet, water dripping on the floor. She was wearing her usual trainer attire; a white undershirt, a black vest paired with her reddish pink skirt. All that's left was her signature red scarf.

Jun couldn't tell how long his thoughts had wandered because before he could blink, he felt Hikari pouncing him, embracing him into a tight hug.

"Jun!" Her voice echoed inside the room. The young woman tightened her embrace, locking her arms on his neck. "Oh dear Arceus, Jun! You're alive!" Her tears flowed rapidly on her cheeks. His name was escaping her lips many times and Jun lost count. After four days of not bathing and eating, her Empoelon had finally taken the toll of lifting her trainer up and force her to take a bath and eat. After an hour of arguing with her starter, half-heartedly, the dark brunette agreed and left the ward, showered and munched as fast as she can so she could accompany Jun again.

But her plan was cut short when she heard a familiar voice calling out her name in his room.

She didn't care whether it was a dream or her mind was playing tricks on her. But one thing's for sure; Jun was back and alive.

"Jun! Oh Arceus, I miss you…" Her voice toned down, turning into light sobs. Jun, who was still taken aback at her surprise hug attack, blinked a few times before slowly pulling the woman away from him. He held her trembling shoulders. Her eyes were wet again. Drops of water dripped down to his bed, soaking the sheet and mattress. But both of them could care less.

Jun could feel his heart sank at the deep dark circles under her eyes. Unwarily, he bought his thumb to her face and caressed the ugly black holes. "Hikari…" He mouthed, barely a sound. He numbing pain came back but Jun was too focused on his friend, he didn't feel it at all. Hikari was still sobbing. Yet her mouth was perked to a big white smile; the first smile she ever smiled in almost a week.

Dazed and confused, Jun asked, "What just happened?"

So sorry for the late update. I've been busy here and there. And yes, short chapter is short -,-