Ash's POV

I leaned my side against the wall, sending a text from my phone.

'Where are you?' It read . I heard a slight laughter ahead of me. "I'm right here, silly." I looked up to see Serena, her usual blush on her face. I smiled at her, a sudden realization coming to mind; something changed.

"Wait." I stopped her, taking a few steps back, observing her as a whole. She blushed even harder, her hands slightly covering her face. "W-What is it, Ash?" She blushed.

"Something's different." I responded, still not sure of what exactly the change could be. Was it her shoes? Outfit? Maybe her hat?

It was all of it. Her old, pink straw hat was replaced with a rounded one which still consisted of the same pink and black colors. She wore a black tank top, covered by light pink and white overalls and what seemed to be a red cardigan of some sort, a blue ribbon tying it all together. Her black stockings were still present, but her black high tops were replaced with a pair of brown boots.

"A-Ash?" Serena interrupted my train of thought. I realized I was starring at her for a bit too long, and scratched my cheek.

"Sorry, it's just that I really like you're new outfit," I responded, giving her a smile. Her face went red as she looked downwards, attempting to hide it. "You do?"

"Yeah, you look great!" I smiled, before something else caught my eye. "You're hair looks amazing too." I smirked, knowing it would make her go haywire. Her hair was now shorter than shoulder length, shorter than mine even.

Serena's cheeks went red as she started fidgeting with her cardigan. "W-Why don't we go take a seat?" She nervously suggested, making her way towards an open table for two. I followed her, taking a seat at the chair sitting across from her. "Honestly though, it looks amazing. I like it." I said, reaching for her hand. Our fingers intertwined as Serena let out a little smile. "Thanks Ash."

This little action made me think about the past few months with her. Before, I never would have done such an action, there was no reason to hold a girl's hand or compliment what they were wearing. But after sharing a room with Aimar for three months and dating Serena for two, I basically had to pick up a few things here and there.

We were currently in the cafeteria, the sun shining through the glass ceiling. Although it was nearing the start of December, there isn't any snow outside. Only certain areas of the Kalos region received snow, but around here there was barely even a drop in temperature.

"What was so important that we had to meet up here?" I asked, pulling my hand away from hers as I took a sip from my water bottle.

"Well," she started, "You're aware that the academy gives a month long break to the trainers, right?"

"Yeah," I replied, "I've heard about that."

"Well, most trainers tend go visit their families, while the rest stay here. I was thinking though," she started, a tint of pink appearing on her face, "What if we go over and stay in a winter cabin? My mom owns one that Dawn and I go to every year. It's pretty roomy, and comes with three rooms in it. I was thinking, maybe you and Aimar can join us?"

"Well, Aimar's at his battle right now, so I'll have to talk to him about it later when I get the chance." I thought aloud, wondering if Aimar would be okay with doing so. "Well, when does the break start?"

"It starts depending on when a trainer's last battle is for the year. Take Aimar for example; his last battle is today. So therefore, his vacation starts tomorrow." Serena explained, making hand motions as she did so.

"Sweet, my last battle for the year was yesterday!" I exclaimed, throwing a fist in the air. "When are we going? Assuming Aimar is willing to come."

"My mom has a private jet ready for Dawn and I every year on the 1st." She answered. "That's in two days." I created a headrest with my arms as I fell back on my chair. Aimar would likely agree to the whole proposal, no doubt. "Well, I'll be sure to ask him as soon as I see him, especially since the deadline is in, like, two days."

Serena smiled. "Alright! So, since we're here in the cafeteria, what do you say we get some McDonald's? I'm starving."

Aimar's POV

"Crap" I muttered. Heading into this battle, I figured Gengar would single handedly take down the two Pokemon standing in my way of winning this match, but no one informed me that the other trainer's last Pokemon was a really powerful Glaceon. I reached down for my last pokeball. 'Well, here goes nothing,' I thought to myself, tossing the pokeball into the air. "Go Flygon!"

FlyGon emerged from the red light, flying in the air. "Alright Flygon, Dragon Claw!" Flygon's rather small hands seemed to grow as a green aura resembling claws of some sort materialized in his hands. He swung his hand out as he charged towards Glaceon.

"Glaceon, dodge and use ice beam!" Shouted her trainer.

Fuck.

Glaceon moved to the side at an alarming speed, shooting it's ice beam directly at Flygon. He went flying back, somehow regaining its strength and stopping itself midway. "Flygon! Use Thunder Punch!" I told him. Lightening rays and sparks of electricity appeared at Flygon's right hand as he sped his way towards Glaceon.

Another fuck up.

"Glaceon, use agility to get close, then use Ice Fang!" Glaceon moved towards Flygon at a quickened speed, chomping down onto Flygon's fist. Flygon groaned as pain was inflicted onto him, the ice taking effect. 'Damn it, Aimar! Think!' I scolded myself. 'What am I gonna do?'

"Flygon! Use Thunder Punch onto the field!" I shouted. Flygon stopped grunting, understanding my intentions. He fist was once again filled with electrical sparks as he slammed his fist down into the field, Glaceon still attached to his hand. Glaceon was hit directly into the ground, a sharp yelp escaping it's mouth.

"This is it, Flygon!" I thought aloud, "Use Fire Blast!" Flygon generated fire from his mouth, and blasted a star of flames straight onto Glaceon. The two were engulfed in flames for the few moments that followed, and when the fire finally ceased, Flygon was the only left standing.

I stepped out the stadium, the slight breeze pushing my hoodie down off of my head.

"Way to go, Aimar!" A voice said to my side. I looked over to see Dawn making her way towards me. "You killed it!"

"I got lucky," I admitted, which hurt my ego a lot more than it should. "But I pulled through, thanks to Flygon. Thank you too, for coming to support." I flashed a smile. She smiled back, her head tilting to the side. "It's what friends do."

We continued to walk down through the campus until we reached the dorms. "Hey Dawn," I turned to her, "Do you think Ash and Serena are back from their date yet?"

"I'm not sure, you should go check if Ash is in his dorm." She replied. "But if they're not," she started, a smirk appearing on her face. She grasped my collar, pulling me down towards her face. "Then you should come over, so that we can have a battle of our own."

My face went red. Does she mean.? Or does she mean.? I shook my head. She noticed my expression, and let out a gasp, giving me a firm slap across the face. "Such a pig!" She huffed, hiding her slight giggle as she turned around and ran towards her dorm.

I stood there, dumbfounded at what just took place. "Yup, still got it." I said aloud, massaging the area where my cheek and her hand made contact.

"So, let me get this straight; Serena wants us to go with her and Dawn on a private jet to a three bedroom cabin in the middle of a cold forest for the rest of our vacation time." I told Ash, summarizing what he just said. I adjusted my sitting position on the top bunk.

"Pretty much, yeah." He shrugged.

I held the ice pack closer to my cheek. "Only three rooms though? I don't know if I trust you and Serena in a bedroom together though, you two are just teena-" a sharp pain came across my temples. "Ahh, crap! What the fuck was that for!" I shouted, repositioning the ice pack to cover the area where Ash threw a book at me. "And why'd you throw a book of all things?"

"It was the closest thing to my hand." He responded, smirking. "And if Serena and I were to share a room, we definetly wouldn't do anything like that." He said, a stern tone in his voice.

"I'm supposed to believe that?" I laughed. "With a body like that, I'll be damned if you don't hit it at least onc-"

This time it was a water bottle.

"That surprisingly hurt a lot more than I expected," I groaned, "But I got the point. So," I adjusted the ice pack, "When are we going?"

Ash piped up. "You mean you'll go?"

"Why wouldn't I? Better than staying here. Plus I still need a third Pokemon for my team; I'm not the biggest fan of the Pokemon around here." I waved.

"Alright! We leave in two days." He smiled. He made his way to bed, tucking himself in. I tossed the ice pack on the ground, doing the same. "Night Ash."

"Goodnight Aimar." He yawned.

"Don't piss yourself tonight; those wet dreams with Serena don't do you any good."

"I swear to god Aimar, you're so dead in the morning."