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N is for Nature

Dawn sighed as she walked through the woods with Paul.

The two of them had been travelling together for a while for who knows what reason.

Paul was silently brooding as he always was when Dawn sighed again but a lot louder.

Paul didn't seem to notice or if he did notice, he didn't care.

Dawn pouted slightly at the lack of attention towards her and she sighed loudly and very overdramatically.

Paul gave her a silent glare from out of the corner of his eye but said nothing again.

"Paul!" Dawn finally yelled exasperated.

Paul glared at her, "What?"

Dawn smiled, finally having had his attention, "Isn't nature so romantic sometimes?"

Paul stared at the pathway around them.

The sun was lowering down, the sun setting and all sorts of colors flooded the sky making a beautiful setting.

Dawn stopped just to watch the sunset and then a few feet after, Paul stopped as well.

He was about to yell at Dawn for dawdling when he saw how the last rays of sunlight hit her face just right.

Her fair skin radiated in the colors of the sun and her blue hair was being blown back faintly with the light breeze.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, letting the breeze cool her skin as well as the last warm rays of sun warm her skin.

A faint smile curved Dawn's lips and then she turned to Paul.

"So don't you think nature can be awfully romantic sometimes?" Dawn asked, her blue eyes glowing.

Paul turned away, "Um, we have to start moving now if we want to reach the Pokémon Center before nightfall."

Dawn stared at his retreated back and frowned but followed him anyways.

Paul had turned away because of the slight red streak that had appeared across his face.

By the time Dawn reached him, the red had gone away and his face was blank.

They continued on silently and the sun continued to slowly set.

Dawn then realized that both times that she had asked Paul if he thought that nature was romantic, he had avoided answering.

"Paulie," Dawn whined.

"My name is Paul." Paul said not looking at her.

"Apollo," Dawn smirked as she recalled her trip to his house and his mom calling him Apollo.

Paul frowned and said, "Don't call me Apollo, Dawna."

Dawn frowned this time at his use of her full name and said, "Fine, Paul."

Paul moved his head the tiniest bit but Dawn knew he was listening.

"I've asked you twice already and both times you avoided answering me." Dawn started.

Paul's expression was unreadable and so Dawn gave up trying to figure out what he was thinking and continued on, "And so I really want to know what you think about nature. Well actually, whether or not you think it's romantic, or not."

Paul turned to her stopping; they had reached to where they could now see the Pokémon Center in walking distance.

Paul looked into her eyes and said, "I'll tell you what I think."

Dawn smiled and waited patiently and then suddenly felt Paul's lips on her own, "I think it is romantic, and that I love you."

With those words he turned and walked away.

Dawn laughed knowing that he wouldn't wait for her and ran up to take his hand in hers, "I love you too, Paul."

Paul's lips twitched into a gentle looking smirk and the two of them walked to the Pokémon Center with their hands entwined.