Chapter 21 here we go! Again, a short one, and possibly feeling a bit weird. Ohwell.

I hope you enjoy! :D

Chapter 21: Progression

White sighed and picked up a pokeball, turning it over in her hands. After she had talked with Bianca very few things had happened. Bianca agreed to tell White's mother she was back, along with Cheren. White had thanked her profusely and once again focused on the task at hand: conquering Team Plasma.

However that was easier said than done. She had no idea where they were. She hadn't seen a single grunt for over three weeks.

'How the hell am I supposed to take down his organization if they aren't even trying anymore?' she questioned to herself.

If Ghetsis wasn't going to send out any grunts, or take any Pokémon, she could've just stayed with him. She shook her head violently. She wasn't ever going back to stay with that wretched man. He was awful, and she wanted to put him through hell. Though she still couldn't deny the small pang in her heart every time she thought of him.

"White!" she heard a voice whisper loudly. She looked up to see who it was but instead was grabbed by the wrist and yanked backwards.

"Hey!" she said loudly, dropping her small shopping cart.

"Shhhhhh" the person hissed, clamping a hand over her mouth, "Just trust me," she heard the voice say. She normally would've struggled but she realized she had heard that voice before and so she went along with what the man said. He quickly dragged her outside and into an alleyway. He finally removed his hand and she panted, whirling around to see who it was.

"Matt?" she questioned, glancing at his uniform which now looked much different. It was now black and grey instead of blue and white.

"What are you doing in there?" he asked.

White made a face, "I was purchasing some pokeballs, why?"

"I thought you wouldn't be out in the open!" Matt hissed, leaning over so he was on her level.

"Why?" she asked.

Matt suddenly had a realization.

"Wait, you don't know that he has people looking for you do you?"

White widened her eyes, "No, I didn't!"

Matt sighed. "Well, he has a ton of grunts searching for you."

"What happens if they find me?" she asked, a hint of fear in her voice.

Matt shook his head, "We are supposed to tell him where we spotted you and he is going to try and meet you there himself."

White made a face. She surely thought he would at least kidnap her again. Not just try and talk; it seemed so tame.

Matt picked up on her skepticism, "I know, we all think he's gone mad, but the goddesses said that he has his reasons for not taking you by force."

White slightly nodded, "So what about Team Plasma? I mean, I haven't really seen any of you guys; and I expected to see a ton!"

Matt nodded, "He kind of cancelled all orders after you left. He still hasn't come out of his room; we are all starting to worry."

White frowned. She had left about five weeks ago, and he was still not out of his room? She felt a slight pang of guilt, but the emotion taking the spotlight was confusion.

"So, is he still trying to take over Unova?" she asked, starting to doubt it.

Matt nodded, "Yeah, he just needs to snap out of this depression."

White nodded, "So am I going to have to start dodging grunts all the time?" she asked.

Matt chuckled, "Yeah, kinda. If one spots you, you just need to make sure you get out of there pretty quickly, so Ghetsis doesn't arrive until you are already gone."

White nodded and smiled. "Thanks Matt."

He grinned, "No problem. Although I am sorta confused as to why you left. Are you trying to take down Team Plasma again?"

White nodded. "I have to. It's what I believe in."

Ghetsis was awoken to a knock on his door.

"Go away," he again grumbled, squinting his eyes.

The knocking continued and he growled.

"GO AWAY!" he said a bit louder, his hands clenching into fists.

The door creaked open anyway and someone walked in. Ghetsis huffed in irritation as the figure walked towards his bed.

"When I say go away, that doesn't mean to open-" he stopped short, his eyes widening as he finally could make out the small silhouette.

"White?" he questioned, sitting up against his headboard.

She nodded slightly, her eyes on the ground, looking embarrassed.

"White….. why are you here?" he asked, excitement soaring through his veins.

"I-I just wanted to say I'm sorry" she said quietly, her eyes slowly moving up to his.

"For what?" he questioned, wanting to hear her exact words.

"I'm sorry for leaving. I heard how hard you've been taking it and I felt bad."

Ghetsis suddenly felt embarrassed and averted his gaze downward. It snapped back up however when he felt her climb onto the bed and over to him. Before he could say anything he felt her lips on his and her small dainty hands grabbing onto his hair. He quickly wrapped one arm around her, pulling her closer and the other caressed her face. Kissing her felt even better than he had remembered. She pulled back after a second and he sighed, feeling her hands let go of his hair. He reluctantly did the same and closed his eyes, reveling in the feeling.

"White, sweetheart, you know you- oh!" he gasped as he felt her hands slowly undoing his belt buckle.

She gently tugged on his shirt and he again obliged to removing it. His breathing picked up its pace as her lips once again traveled to his chest. He wanted to ask her why she was doing this but the feeling of having her mouth on him kept his brain from working.

She slowly moved down his chest and placed a kiss on each of his abdominal muscles. He groaned and clenched onto the sheets as he felt her kiss farther down his stomach, and grunted when he felt her teeth grab onto the waistband of his pants.

"W-White… what are you doing?" he asked in a winded tone, his back arching slightly.

"I'm showing you how sorry I am" she said, grinning and grabbing onto his zipper with her teeth, slowly pulling it down.

He groaned but again managed to create a sentence.

"Darling, as much as I….love what you're doing down there; let me kiss you again."

She nodded and strattled his lap, leaning forward to unite their lips once again. He groaned into her mouth as he felt her lightly nibbling on his lower lip, and without knowing it his hands traveled to her shirt, now pulling on it.

She pulled back, "You want it off?" she questioned with a suggestive smile.

He nodded quickly, his hips bucking slightly without his consent.

She grinned and slowly lifted up her shirt. His breathing picked up its pace. She revealed her hips, her stomach, her ribs, and just as he was about to see what he wanted, Ghetsis awoke with a jolt.

His hands flung out in front of him, grasping at where she should be, but they came up empty. He quickly patted the bed beside him, but again, she wasn't there.

"Dammit!" he growled, anger surging through him. As much as he loved these dreams it was always shocking when he woke up, and she was still gone.

His arm snapped out to grab his lamp and he hurled it across the room, resulting in shattered glass scattered all over his floor. He flopped back down on his bed and sighed, the lump in his throat once again present.

He couldn't take much more of this; he couldn't stand having her gone.

He sighed and quietly hoped that Anthea and Concordia's plan worked.

A/N: So there it is! I hope you liked it! Thank you so so much for any reviews you throw my way, I enjoy every one!

I hope you have a great week! :D