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Chapter #10- Who Says Good Guys Finish Last?

"What do you mean never came to visit?" Kenny asked, stroking Dawn's hair as she continued to sob.

"You….You promised to come back and-and you broke it," Dawn answered sniffling, all the while feeling foolish with herself for the way she was acting. Why did she have to break down like this in front of Kenny? Why not somebody else?

"Oh….oh right that promise," Kenny scratched his head nervously. He had a good explanation for why he hadn't come to see Dawn, but he didn't want to have to tell her while she was busy soaking his shirt with tears. He hugged her tightly again, "I can't stand to see you like this, Dawn. Please stop crying and let me explain."

Dawn sat up straight and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. "Sorry, you know, about being such a crybaby. It was just one lousy visit after all. It's behind us, right? Doesn't matter anymore." She shrugged, struggling to keep her voice steady, but failing to keep the pain out of her eyes as she gazed back into his.

"No, it does matter. Dawn, I never should of got your hopes up like that and then just desert you without at least explaining myself. What kind of best friend would that make me?" Dawn began to study the forest floor to avoid further eye contact and shrugged.

Kenny recognized her gesture and continued, "A terrible one, that's what. I am so sorry Dawn, and I know this is going to sound like the total insensitive guy-thing to say but, something came up."

He winced as Dawn exploded on him. "Something came up!? Oh sure something that was far more important then coming to see me, huh?" Her voice cracked and tears escaped from the crevices of her eyes as she continued. "Please tell me Kenny, what could possibly have had kept you from coming home? What could have when you knew how much your family and friends would be missing you and worrying?"

Kenny took a deep breath and tried to not burst into tears himself. Everything seemed to have gone from bad to worse and then way worse in just the day and a half he had been here, but, he sighed softly, he knew how to fix it. Their lives wouldn't go back to normal, exactly. There would be a slight surprise, in Dawn's case perhaps, and he prayed that it would be for the better.

"What kept me away for so long, Dawn, the things I was so afraid to face because I didn't know what to think…" He tilted her chin so she was looking up at him. Dawn was now able to see the compassion burning deep in his eyes, but also could sense a hint of fear and anxiousness.

"…Were my feelings," Kenny leaned in slowly and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. "About you," he whispered.

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"Misty?"

"Yeah Ash, what is it?" Misty answered, glancing over at him from the fire where Brock was giving her "cooking lessons" to no avail.

Ash squinted and pointed to the opposite bank, where two figures walking along could be seen illuminated against the contrast of the setting sun. "You don't think that could be…?"

Misty rushed over to Ash, who was slowly rising from his seat, eyes transfixed on the same spot, and grabbed his arm. "Is that Dawn and Kenny!?"

Before Ash could answer, Brock, too, was at his side with his pair of binoculars out, scanning the bank. "That's them all right and," Brock looked over at the two of them, beaming, "From what I can tell, they look perfectly fine to me!"

"Oh thank God!" Ash breathed, collapsing back into his seat with a sigh of relief.

Misty giggled and poked him lightly on the nose. "See, I told you not to worry."

"Yeah, then who started freaking out a couple hours later?" Ash countered, smirking triumphantly at having finally made a decent comeback to Misty Waterflower for the first time in years.

Misty flushed in embarrassment, opened her mouth to fire back at Ash, couldn't think of anything, and closed it again.

Ash smirked, tilting back in his chair with his hands behind his hand, "Exactly."

"Oh, shut up Mr. Know-It-All."

"Hey guys, here they come" Brock called, causing Ash and Misty to whip around on the spot just in time to see Dawn and Kenny stroll up casually, hand-in-hand, looking as though they were the happiest people alive.

"Hey guys, how was your trip?" Ash laughed, eyeing the two over with a look both of humor and curiosity.

"Well, uh…you know…it was…delightful…relaxing," Dawn and Kenny stuttered, each saying every other word or so.

"Yeah I imagine so," Brock laughed along gesturing toward their interlocked hands. They had obviously forgotten about that, because as soon as he pointed it out, Dawn and Kenny both dropped the other's hand in mock disgust, not quite hiding the disappointment on their faces the moment that had let go.

"So…" Ash began.

"Are you two a…" Misty continued.

"A thing now?!" Brock asked, interlocking his fingers together and shoving his hands in their faces, excitement legible in every letter he spoke.

"Uh…" Dawn and Kenny mumbled.

"Well…" Dawn whispered.

"About that…" Kenny muttered.

Misty clapped her hands together enthusiastically, "We'll take that as a yes then?"

Slowly, both Dawn and Kenny reluctantly nodded, blushing.

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOUR PLAN FAILED, YOU IMBESILES!!"

"Uh," Meowth shook with fear as he struggled to answer the leader of Team Rocket, Giovanni, with even a small amount of pride, "Just dat boss. You see well...uh…" He hid behind Jessie and pushed her forward as Giovanni's face turned an even deeper shade of magenta.

"Listen, boss," Jessie stated, quivering from head to manicured toes, "Those brats are more powerful and skilled then we thought. You see, they gave us pokeballs filled with sand instead of their pokemon themselves. Next time we promise to-"

"NEXT TIME!? THERE WON'T BE A NEXT TIME FOR YOU THREE IDIOTS!! I AM TIRED OF FAILED MISSION AFTER FAILED MISSION! AS OF NOW YOU ARE OFFICIALLY FIRED FROM TEAM ROCKET! I DON'T EVER WANT TO SEE YOU IN MY PRESCENSE AGAIN!! HEAR ME?!" Giovanni's face swelled with rage as he bellowed with all his might at the "former" Team Rocket members.

"F-F-F-Fired?" They squeaked, hardly believing their own pounding eardrums.

"Yes, fired," Giovanni replied in a smooth tone, resuming stroking his beloved Persian. "Now...GET OUT!!"

"Y-Yes sir!" The trio answered, flying out of the open office doors and down the steps of the TR HQ in Sinnoh, the sand-filled pokeballs flailing out behind them.

"Looks like Team Rocket's blasted off for good!!"

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THE END

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