Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon, I do not have any rights to Pokémon and I do not make any money from writing these stories/poems.

Written for the One Million Words Added Competition, the Pokémon Writing Diversity Challenge, the Mix and Match Challenge, the 12/30 challenge.

Prompt: May, Sun, May, Write a fic that explores death.

Like The Setting Sun

Tears ran down May's face as she stared out over the forest from the Pokecenter's balcony. Her body shook with grief as her mind tried to make sense of what was going on while her heart ached for the only person that seemed to understand her.

"I miss you so much," May whispered out to the setting sun, the bright red fiery heat of it reminded her of her precious lover's hair. "Even though we only just met and we had not been together for long I will never forget you, or the way you laughed and smiled. You brought so much happiness and hope to me...with you by my side I felt like I could do anything."

With a sad sigh May closed her eyes and allowed the warm summer wind to wrap around her like a blanket. The warmth and power of the wind reminding her of her passionate lover. The sounds of Pokémon and trainers rushing into the safety of the Pokecenter before darkness fell came to her ears through that only fuelled her depression. Without her lover at her side May would never be able to feel those wonderful arms around her as they pulled her in for a hug.

"What will I do without you?" May asked softly as she slowly opened her eyes and looked out at the orange sun. "Without you I am alone, I have no one in this region to turn to. How am I even supposed to get through a day without you?"

Lowering her hand May froze when she felt six extra Pokeballs that she had received temporary permission to carry on her. She had forgotten that her lover had left all of their precious Pokémon to her. She had forgotten for a very brief moment how her lover trusted her more with them than her own family.

Emotions swelled up inside of her as the grief and depression battled hard to stay through it was her lovers final words that broke through the depression that had taken hold of her and prevented her from doing anything.

"I love you too, with all my heart," May whispered with a small sniffle only to blink in surprise when she felt the Pokeballs around her waist all shake as if agreeing with her. "It seems that our Pokémon agree with me love. I promise to look after them and make sure that they are happy."

Raising a trembling hand May placed her flat hand over her eyes only to feel wetness against her hands as the image of her happily smiling lover flashed before her mind. A few seconds later May found herself unable to take the sight any longer.

"I wish I could of went with you but I know that if I did you or tried to follow you than I would be in a lot of trouble when we finally do meet up again," May said with a watery laugh only to freeze and look down at her wet hand. 'Why is my hand wet?'

Without thinking May raised one of her glove covered hands to her face only to realise what the wet sensation was on her face. Her tears.

End of Prompt.