A/N: Mwhahahahahahahaha 3:D
Route 5, May 30, 1874
May covered her mouth as she yawned. It was fairly early in the morning and she driven the caravan all night to get away from the stupid grass-head gaje. And cue to Leaf's anxiety of Gary of course.
She brought a hand up to pat a resting Beautifly on her head. Sometime during the night the little bug-type Pokémon landed on her head dropping a letter that she hasn't had the chance to read yet.
She heard wobbly footsteps behind her. Leaf stretched and stumbled, not used to the moving floor, and came up next to May.
Talking through a yawn Leaf asked, "What are you doing up so early?"
May blinked hard getting her eyes to focus. "I drove us through the night."
Her friend's eyes widened. "Really? Mew, May! You have to get some sleep!"
She casually shrugged. "Yeah, but I wanted to get out of Saffron."
Leaf felt guilty that her issue with Gary was affecting May. "May, you didn't have to sacrifice your sleep because I wanted to get away from Gary."
May laughed. "Who said I was getting us away from Gary? I just want to put as much distance between me and grass-head as possible."
Leaf was shocked then started blushing, embarrassed for thinking that it was all about her boy troubles. Then she started smiling. At least she's not the only one with guy problems.
"A-and of course we're getting away from Gary too." May stuttered out, face reddened. Not wanting Leaf to think she didn't care about her feelings.
Leaf chuckled at her. "Of course May. So where are we?"
Moving her eyes from Leaf to the road she answered. "Somewhere between Saffron and Cerulean. We'll get to Cerulean by nightfall I'm guessing."
"Okay," Leaf grew a mischievous smirk that made May narrow her eyes in suspicion. "What's the time?" Leaf asked, wide-eyed and oh-so-innocent.
Blue eyes still narrowed May sounded out slowly, "I don't knoow." Dragging out the last word.
Leaf put on an exaggerated 'too bad' face and shrugged. "Well according to this," she casually brought something from her pocket. "It's 5:34."
Seeing what Leaf brought out May gasped. Pulling on the reins, making the tauros come to an abrupt, jerky stop that nearly upended May and Leaf from their seats.
"You stole Drew's pocket watch?!"
Lavender Town, May 30, 1874
"Thanks Pikachu." Ash whispered to his buddy.
"Pika pi pi chu." Pikachu said while miming out pinching his nose and waving the other in his face. The little yellow rodent adjusted the pillows under the covers and Ash placed the 'fisherman's' hat on his little yellow head. Burrowing under the covers with the hat on Pikachu resembled the lump of a tired Ash in the morning.
Ash quietly walked to the window. Pushing it up and looking down he saw the trellis he was going to shimmy down. Misty wouldn't let him out of the house that he was in and demanded that he would just take a bath. He didn't know how he ever thought she was an angel; she acts more like shilmulo.
Slipping out the window and scooting down, careful of the cake of soap in his pocket, he made it to the ground.
There has to be at least a stream somewhere and he's going to find it.
He walked as casually as he could with ill-fitting clothes that were about to fall off.
He had no idea where he was going and no idea where a small river (if there was one) was. Until he seen a crying cubone sobbing into a flowerbed.
"Hey buddy, why are you crying?" Holding his over-sized pants with one hand he picked up the cubone.
The cubone cried harder seeing that a stranger picked him up and started hitting Ash with his bone. Ash winced at the blows but the pain was nothing when Pikachu shocked him or he stole some of May's dessert.
Anticipating him one time she poisoned her dessert with a laxative and left it where she sat to 'go to the bathroom' and he ate it. 30 minutes later he was still in a Pokémon Center's bathroom with her laughing outside the door.
"There he is!" Ash looked up startled to see an old man creased with laugh lines hobble as fast as he could towards him.
With his brow furrowed Ash called out. "Sir?"
When the old man came he took the wailing cubone from Ash's arms and it calmed down as he comforted it he introduced himself. "Thank you for finding Cubone here. We were worried when it ran off. I'm Mr. Fuji. I would shake your hand but…" Mr. Fuji shrugged his bony shoulders.
"Um, Ash."
Setting the now calm cubone down, it clung to Mr. Fuji's pants leg; he spoke again. "So where are you staying Ash?"
Blink twice Ash made vague gestures behind him. "Um, a girl named Misty?" I came out more of a question.
Mr. Fuji's rheumy blue eyes twinkled. "Ahh, I see. Well tell her good for her."
Ash face scrunched up in confusion. What's good for her? What is he supposed to tell her?
Shaking his head of confusing thoughts he figured to ask the elderly man if there was a river around here. "Is there a river around here?"
"I believe there is one near the old Rock Tunnel but that was before they added that road. It's a ways off from the road so it should be there."
Ash quickly nodded, wanting an escape. "Thank you and I'll see you, uh, sometimes." He wasn't even finished with the sentence before he took off.
Mr. Fuji watched the slightly flustered young man sprint in the wrong direction. "Other way, boy!" he called.
Ash circled and headed out to the Rock Tunnel, still holding up his pants.
Mr. Fuji chuckled and walked with cubone next to him and muttered, smiling. "Ah, young love."
Saffron City, Kadabra's Kids, May 30, 1874
Drew yawned lazily walking from him motel to the orphanage. They came to an agreement that Drew would not tell anyone that Nat is actually 15 instead of the believed 12 and that Ralts would go to the Pokémon Center if he didn't try to leave.
Walking through the doors he spotted a despondent Nat sitting in a corner.
Squatting next to him he asked, "Why are you in a corner?"
The young boy sighed. "Dolly ordered me to The Corner for running away."
"You call the matron of this orphanage by her first name?"
"Or Mom. She likes being called that."
"And to punish you for running away she puts you in a corner." Drew deadpanned.
"I know. Her punishments won't rein in kids if they aren't going to be sitting in a dang corner. If anything they'll think that they can get away with more stuff."
Drew stood up, extending the muscles in his legs. "Come on I think that we should see Dolly."
Nat cast Drew a suspicious and defiant glare, striking a chord of familiarity within him. Nonetheless the adolescent stood up and followed him out.
Drew ran his fingers through his hair, thinking about what he was about to do. His fringe falling back in his face he flicks it out of the way with his pointer and middle finger.
Finding the caretaker in the kitchen baking bread they approached her.
"Mrs. Natsume?"
Dolly Natsume turned around with a smile on her face. "Hello Mr. Hayden. What can I do for you?"
"I wanted to talk to you about becoming Nat's guardian."
Saffron City, Pokémon Center, May 30, 1874
Dawn stayed up late at night perfecting the letters she was going to give to the boys. The letter from her mother was expected today and if she was going to pull this off they would have to not notice anything until she was long gone. Or at least have a good head start.
Now she just has to figure out how to get the letters to them without them knowing, preferably on their persons just to egg them on further.
Thinking of the checkers game with Paul yesterday Dawn got an evil smile on her face.
Paul was out early in the morning as expected, drinking black coffee and eating some fruit. He noticed that Gary wasn't out yet, and knew that since they shared a room and he didn't bring anyone with him last night, (he drew that line back in school when they were sharing a room) so the reason he's late can't be because of the morning after.
He looked around and saw Dawn coming out of the hallway where the rooms were. She was looking particularly cheery and her usual hat forgotten. She looked around her sapphire gaze landing on him, she falters for a second but puts on a bright smile. Then completely ignoring him she skips to a pretty blonde haired girl, talking to her animatedly.
Losing interest, but keeping an eye on her for her safety, he looks for Gary. Not long after that thought comes a disheveled Oak, hair mussed, uniform wrinkled and buttoned wrong, and circles under his eyes.
Scowling, he watches his friend make over to him.
"You gonna finish that?" Gary asks but taking Paul's coffee all the same.
Paul closes his eyes, glowering, thinking of the possibilities that Gary could come in looking like that. None of them in his favor.
"Oak. I thought I said that the next time you bring a girl in a room we're both sharing to 'have fun' I will rip out your heart and feed it to you."
Gary's eyes widened. "Aww. Come on. That was a long time ago and I didn't even know you were in the room when I brought her in. Let it go." he moaned.
"Besides we stopped before we got to anything good," he muttered under his breath before taking a sip of Paul's coffee.
Paul rolled his eyes before returning them to Dawn. He just saw her clasp the girl's hand before bouncing over to them.
When she reached he table he noted a glint in her eye when she looked at them. Similar to the glint a honchkrow would get before swooping down to grab whatever you have and it wants.
Taking back his coffee, ignoring the indignant cry from Gary, he stated, "You're happy. Who's the girl?" He jerked his head in the blonde's direction.
Hands clasped in front of her, she was swinging the weight of her white and light pink dress around her legs as she shrugged and smiled. "Just happy I guess. And Vanessa is just someone I met."
Paul narrowed his eyes at her. "Then why were you talking to her?"
Dawn stopped swinging and crossed her arms and huffed. "Because I like talking to people! Geeze!"
The un-disheveled guard raised a hand from his coffee mug in a mocking 'surrender' gesture.
Dawn sighed. "I'm going to wait outside." As she started to go Paul begun to stand. When she noticed she raised a stopping hand. "Eh-eh-eh, I'm just going to wait for my letter and come right back. You don't need to come babysit me." She rolled her dark eyes. "No need to worry." And she exited the Center.
Paul, still in the hunched beginnings of getting up sat down again. A little grumpier than before, he move the chair closer to the table.
"Whoa, whoa. Let's not be too hasty. You can still get up and get me coffee." Gary grinned.
Paul shook his head. "Get it yourself." And he took a long drink of his coffee to rub it in.
Paul wiped his mouth. "So why are you like… that."
Gary reclined in his chair. "I just couldn't sleep last night. You know those times when every shitty thing you've done or embarrassing episode you've had comes flying at ya like a bunch of spearows? That was my night."
"Like the time you got dared to go to the neighboring finishing school's girl's dorms and raid their underwear and bring them back but ended up in the headmistress's rooms and found her in bed with our dean?"
Gary shuddered then grinned. "But I still brought in panties. Granted, they were granny panties but still panties."
"Yeah, too bad they seen you before you left."
His unkempt friend snorted. "Worth it. That would not necessarily go under 'embarrassing' more of 'legendary' or 'utterly-life-scarring.'"
Paul chuckled. "The time during fencing practice you nearly cut off your own—"
"The time you were talking shit about the math professor and he overheard you!" Cutting him off and pointing at him.
"Yes but that detention was the time when I met the esteemed, infamous Gary Oak." The purple-haired man responded with a smirk.
They heard the doors open and Paul turned to check if it was Dawn coming back in. It was just a man with bluish hair that walked in.
He looked back to see Gary smirking at him. "You're going to miss her."
Paul glares at him briefly before taking in more coffee. "She reminds me of Sara."
Gary's face turns serious. "You should tell her about Sara and Clarisse."
The other man shrugs. "What's there to tell? She's probably leaving today."
"You like her. You said she reminds you of Sara your daughter." He stressed the word daughter. "That's the biggest compliment I've heard you give the female sex since… ever!"
"That's not true. I've called girls good-looking before."
"Yes, but this is different. This isn't just about her looks, even though the outside package is—"
"Your point?" The second-in-command interrupted.
"My point is that you like this girl for more than her outward appearance. Which is honestly more than a lot of people can hope."
Paul locked eyes similar to his, each pair fathomless and dark with secrets. "What about Leaf."
Gary stared back for a few seconds then looked down at the scratched table. "I screwed that up." He reached Paul's coffee to take a sip to find it empty.
He got up. "I'm getting more coffee. Want anything?" Paul shook his head.
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A/N: It's 1:44, I haven't went to sleep yet, I'm calling it Thursday!
Shilmulo- vampire, literal undead. O.O
I'm just going to say that the first line of my poor attempt of a poem as the summary is Dawn; she was mistaken for Leaf. And that's all I'm going to help you with!
Megdizzle, Procrastinators unite! *fist in air* …tomorrow. ;)
Jasmine-.-Momo-chan, ;) I've got something else planned 3;D mwhahaha.
Honchkrow is a scavenger so... it messes up the metaphor a bit.