Yeah, I've lacked the Internets for a bit now, so updating had to be delayed. But when I wrote this, I popped out the next few chapters, though I can't guarantee how quickly they will come. I need to update Of Coffee and Romance after all…

Thanks to my two reviewers last chapter!

Theme: Diary
Pairing: Twinleafshipping (DamionxDawn), with some hints of Fortune (LucasxDawn) and Clingy (DamionxLucas)
Warnings: Hints of slash (but only on Dawn's mind) while indirectly referring to those people, like myself who have a bad habit of pairing up every guy in Pokemon. So don't take offense, yaoi lovers who do this, because I'm the same as you.

Diary

A heavy knock. An impatient foot tapping away. A cool spring breeze blowing past.

And a grouchy woman answered the door with a grunt.

"Hi Ms. Berlitz!" a blond boy exclaimed, way too chipper for the hour.

Johanna rubbed her bleary eyes, staring blankly at the boy standing in the doorway. "Oh hello Damion dear…"

"Is Dawn up yet?" he asked eagerly, dancing on his tiptoes, fully rearing to go. "She promised me we would go on an adventure today!"

"Damion honey… Are you aware of the time? Dawn's still sleeping, as was I," she added in under her breath. "We women need our beauty sleep you know." The blond frowned. He told Dawn to be ready bright an early. It was 7 am and they were already wasting precious daylight!

Seeing the disappointment etched on Damion's face, Johanna sighed. "I suppose you can come inside. You could try to wake her up, but I wouldn't advise it. But it is your life…"

Before she could even finish her sentence, Damion had already dashed past the blue haired woman and up the stairs. Johanna just shook her head and proceeded to collapse on the couch.

Damion crept up the stairs as stealthily as possible, which for him equated to loud stomping and running into walls. He made it to Dawn's room at the end of the hall in one piece though, pushing open the door quietly and tiptoeing inside.

From beneath the covers, the bluenette's steady breathing was audible. The blond merely stared for a moment at her sleeping form, watching the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest. To wake her, or not to wake her? That was his question.

But before he could make up his mind, a journal lying open on Dawn's desk caught his eye. Damion knew he shouldn't be nosy, but assumed it was just some sort of travel log, a collection of entries about her adventures. What if she had seen a strong Pokemon that he hadn't? What if she defeated powerful Trainers that he had yet to battle? While they were friends, the two of them were also rivals, and Damion would do anything to pull ahead.

Peering curiously at the pages, Damion began scanning the latest entry, seemingly unfinished. It was written yesterday, according to the date.

'I'm supposed to be going on some sort of "adventure" with Damion tomorrow. Seriously, what is it with that boy and always having to be on the go? Doesn't he realize I have duties as Champion to fulfill…? Still…'

The entry stopped there. Damion frowned. He thought Dawn liked going on adventures with him. That's how they both became Trainers after all, because of the red Gyrados story and a desire to find one of their own.

Dawn stirred, murmuring incoherently and writhing around beneath the sheets. Damion froze. The shuffling then ceased and the consistent breathing started up again, so the blond relaxed.

He then began to flip back through previous entries, skimming their contents.

The next one was dated March 22, a few days after Dawn defeated Cynthia at the Pokemon League, becoming one of the youngest Champions of all time. Damion expected the journal to be filled with the duties that she had been swamped with, but instead it focused on…Lucas? Professor Rowan's assistant and this other best friend Lucas?

'Lucas has been giving me mixed signals lately. When I finally saw him after returning home from the League, he was acting all shy and flustered around me. He seemed to have something to say, but never did. Though it was rather obvious by his behavior…

But then I see him paling around with Damion, and there seems to be more than platonic feelings, at least that's what I think.'

Damion stopped reading abruptly. He really hoped Dawn was joking. Him…and Lucas? But they were both guys! Damion shuddered and chose to ignore that part of Dawn's thoughts. Maybe she was just going through a phase were she thought that behind every male friendship, there was something more.

Shaking his head, he continued to flip through. If there was stuff about Lucas in there, there would have to be more stuff about him. That only made sense, right?

Finally Damion found one, dated only a week later than the one he just read.

'I battled Damion today, at Battle Island, north of the Pokemon League. Only the most powerful Trainers were permitted to travel there, as it was home to Sinnoh's Battle Tower.

Anyway, the battle was very intense, both Damion and I giving it our alls. I never expected anything less from him. I came out on top though. Still, even though he lost, Damion did not get down on himself. Instead, he vowed to keep training and become stronger.

That's the one thing that I admire about him. He doesn't let anything knock him down; any losses only inspire him to become better. His fiery determination never seems to falter. Sometimes, because of this, I believe that he would be a more suitable Champion than I.'

Behind him, Dawn groaned loudly, but Damion ignored the noises, becoming enraptured in her writing. Who knew she thought so highly of him?

'And I know it may seem cliché,' Dawn continued in her writing, '-the whole falling in love with your childhood best friend thing… But I think it just might be happening…'

Damion paused, jaw hanging open slightly. Now he definitely knew she shouldn't have read any of this. 'But…Dawn likes me?' The blond felt himself blush and he glanced behind him at Dawn's no-longer-sleeping figure.

Wait a minute… No-longer-sleeping? As in awake?

Damion's blood turned to ice in his veins as he stared, dumbstruck, at Dawn. The bluenette blinked once, twice, not yet fully comprehending the situation. And then…

"Damion Pearl!" she screeched, face turning as red as a Cheri Berry. "Were you reading my diary?!"

"No, no! I swear I wasn't!" Damion exclaimed, holding up his hands. He ducked as a Piplup doll sailed across the room, hitting the wall and falling onto the desk pathetically. The next thing he knew, he was being pelted with stuffed animals, Dawn furiously flinging them at a rapid-fire pace.

"Dawn! Wait! Stop!" Damion yelled. "I…I like you too!" The blond immediately clasped his hands over his mouth.

Dawn ceased her barrage, blue eyes gazing at him in disbelief. She felt herself turning red, from embarrassment, not anger, and turned her head away from him.

"You…you read my diary, you liar," Dawn whispered, though her tone of voice was not angry in the slightest. Her face, tinged with pink, had the cutest expression, Damion thought in passing.

"Uh yeah, about that…"

…Damion didn't even have time to dodge as a pillow smacked him square in the face.

Yeah, I just had to end it there. God, I love writing Damion. I think he's now my most-written character…

Uh, not much else to say except please review! I want to know what you guys think!