I am quiet happy with this chapter, even though it is kinda short compared to the rest of my chapters. I do hope you wont mind, I just had to post a chapter soon for my awesome reviewers, besides I'm way busy these days.

And I finally figured it out! I got a Pokemon game last week, not the new one, but one of the older ones, Emerald, because May was in it. But her rival in there is Brandon! So he can be the Brandon in this story! Ha! I'm genius!

However, the information above will not effect the story, so... whatever.

I do really appreciate all of the people who have been reviewing. You have been very kind. So please keep it up!

Now, on with the show!

Brandon snapped his fingers and May screamed.

No one moved, and all went silent. Brandon looked at May, bewildered. "What? What are you screaming about?" May quickly turned around and sprinted back to her room. "I left the water on in the bathroom!" She shouted back to Brandon. Brandon sighed and smiled slightly. She wasn't the brightest, but he was head over heels for her...

Brandon drummed his fingers on the table: it had been fifteen minutes since May had ran off. Did she get lost of something? His thoughts were interrupted as the doors flew open again, revealing a panting May. She looked up at Brandon, and smiled slightly.

"Sorry-that-took-so-long. Handle-broke-bathroom-flooded-so hungry..." May finally caught her breath and looked around. "So... anyways. Do you know where my friends are?" May stomach growled and she turned a light shade of pink. "And where I can get some food?" Brandon grinned and snapped his fingers again.

"I think you should hear this before May. It important." May frowned as she saw Brock come through some doors in the back.

"Hey, Brock! What happened to eating breakfast together, huh? Where is Ash, and Drew and Max?" Brock however, said nothing as he slowly walked next to Brandon, as if in a dream. He stood next to Brandon, staring at the ground, his eyes half closed.

"Brock? You okay?" May asked worriedly, bending down and looking at his eyes. Something wasn't right...

"May. You are a princess, and it is a princess's duty to get married to a strong, smart and talented man... which is why you will marry Brandon."

"What?!" May screamed, and back away from Brock. Brandon, however, was trying to cover a smirk with a surprised face.

"Marry me, your highness? Why, I be honored to marry your daughter, but I don't think I am worthy to be her husband!" Brock didn't even looked up and his blank but tired expression never changed.

"Non-sense. You are perfect for May. You two shall be married this afternoon."

"Brock!? No!! I'm fourteen!! Do you even hear yourself?!?" May shouted, on the verge of crying. What was going on? And then, Brock did something May knew he would had never done: he walked up and grabbed her arm. Keeping a tight hold on her wrist, he shook her slightly.

"Yes, May. You will marry Brandon. Now, go get changed. You hear me?! Go, get, change!!!"

Tears streamed down May's face as Brock's hold tightened. "Brock... your hurting me..." Brock let go of her arm and turned around.

"It's final May. I am not changing my mind. Don't make me repeat myself. Now go." May sobbed and ran out of the room (but I'm so hungry!!). She wanted Drew... Drew would save her... but where was he?

-OoO-

"What in the world...? Where am I? Ash, May if this a trick..." Drew groaned as he slowly opened his eyes, and was greet by harsh low laughs.

"Well, well, well. The fake prince awakens just in time to experience his doom." Drew grimaced as he tried to sit up. He felt heavy, cold steel against his wrists and ankles (hm... this felt familiar.). It was still dark out, and chilly as Drew's eyes began to adjust to the darkness.

"What are you doing? Where am I?" Drew snapped angrily. Three guards stood in front of him, Drew could not tell where he was, and he knew he was all alone. He was almost scared.

"You were trying to pull a quick one on the Sultan and Princess weren't you? Your not a prince at all. The Adviser knew what you were up to. Your trying to hurt the Princess!" Drew glared up at the guard who spoke.

"Where did you get that from? I was not trying to hurt the Princess at all! In fact, we so happen to be friends, you dolts. Now untie me and bring me home." Drew demanded coolly but the guards grunted.

"Yeah right, street rat. The Adviser told us all about it: he found the Princess unconscious, and when she woke up, she said you knocked her out after she denied your proposal to marriage." Drew's anger flared up. Why that no good, back stabbing, son of a...

"What!?! That's ridiculous! Brandon's the one who did that! May told me!" Another guard laughed.

"He said you would say that. Now, stop buying time, on to your punishment." One of the guards, who had not spoken, stepped forward. He grabbed Drew's collar and he began to drag on the ground him to the edge of the cliff, grunting with the effort. The other two guards watched him with satisfaction.

"Let me go! I'm telling you you've got the wrong guy!" Drew stated angrily and struggled against the chains.

"Its no use. Those chains are as strong as lead. The only way you can get out of them is the keys. And you don't even have those!" The guard laughed. The guard who was dragging Drew approached the edge, and Drew looked down. He wished he didn't. Cold, ocean water relativity calm, but not very welcoming looking. Drew gulped and glared up at the guard who was taking a break to catch his breath.

"That far enough, now throw him over!" The head guard shouted from behind. The guard that was dragging Drew roughly pulled him up, so that Drew was standing at the edge, in front of the guard. Drew glared down at the water, trying to be brave as the guard behind him held a steel grip on his shoulder. Drew took in a deep breath and waited for the push over the edge that he knew was coming: he was ready to take on the current.

But instead of a push, the guards hand slipped into Drew's back pocket. Drew jumped at the unexpected moment and looked back. Then his eyes went wide as he looked at the guards hands... there was the keys. The guard carefully and quietly placed the keys in Drew's pocket, trying not to make noise. He looked up, and locked eyes with Drew, a regretful but hopeful look in his eyes.

"Hey come on! Push him over already so when can head back already!" The head guard shouted.

"Take a deep breath... I wish I didn't have to do this, but you and me and have to keep a low profile. Get the keys, and turn it to the right, not the left. I'll leave my horse down by the beach for you to ride quickly back to the castle. Good luck. " The guard whispered, before he roughly shoved Drew over the edge.

They all stood in silence for a minute before they heard the splash. The standing back from the edge gave a satisfied grunt, then turned around to walk back to the horses. The one guard, who had pushed Drew, stood lone, watching the area with white waves where Drew disappeared. Then, the guard sighed.

"What a drag... Why do I always have to be the hero?"

-OoO-

When he collided with the cold, below zero water, it snapped Drew from his confusion. The cold water was not in the least welcoming, as his weights dragged him further and further down. He inwardly groaned as he realized it was just as dark as down there, than it was at surface. But he couldn't worry about that now. His lungs were burning and his mussels were aching. He looked down and saw the sandy bottom. Good, he thought, now I can get to work.

When he made contact with the sand, he immediately scrambled for the keys in his back pocket. Why did he have to put them in the back pocket and not in the front? Drew grinded his teeth in effort and glared as he dug them out and quickly shoved them in the key holds, first doing his hands. He did exactly as Shikamorru said, turning to the right. The lock clicked open, and his hands were free. Now, he had one more lock, and Drew was desperately trying to stay calm. He was dying, his lungs on fire, his head pounding and he was starting to see black spots. He jammed the keys into his 'bracelet' on his ankle and turned it right. The bracelet clicked open, and released its gripped as it fell open to the bottom: free at last.

Drew quickly pushed off the bottom, and swam as fast as he could. Yet somehow, he seemed to be going extremely slow and he wasn't sure if he was going to make it. He began to think about the Pokemon, his Pokemon, he had left behind. His stomach lurch as a picture of his Flygon, Absol and Masquerain, and his Rosalia. A sorrowful expression flashed across his eyes: he would miss those guys to no end. They were like, part of his family. His thoughts then wandered over to his friends, at the palace. Ash, Brock, Max, Joy... they were really the first people Drew had been best friends with, besides his Pokemon, and accepted Drew for who he was.

Of course, Drew grinned mentally, Drew had plenty of fans that loved and adored him... but thats all they were, his fans. Not really people he could go and have a fun sleep over with, or tease about the coordinating skills. And of course, that thought made him think of May, that little brunette that he looked forward to meeting at Pokemon Contests. Of course they were rivals, and thats all they were to most people. But Drew knew better. He had fallen for her, and the more they met, the more he didn't want to leave her. And yet, he felt bad, for making fun of her. But, he had always tried looking out for her, and her friends.

Inside, his lungs felt like they were going to give out any minute, he was starting to lose focus. Drew tried to keep his eyes open and awake. Only a couple of yards, and he'd break the surface soon. He went slower and slower, all of his strength burning up terribly quickly. His arms felt as heavy as lead, his legs dying to rest. A dark corner of his mind told him to give up, that it was useless. Besides, it wasn't worth it.

Drew froze, as a familiar tickling sense shot through his body. He couldn't fight it and coughed, sucking in salt water. He sputtered as he tried to keep going. He had to keep going, he was their only hope. Brock would be too worried about Joy. Joy would be too worried about everyone else. Ash is always distracted by his stomach, and Max just like to point out how smart he was. May... well... May couldn't do anything, she was just lucky, thats all. So it was up to Drew to save the day, and he could not die right now.

Five yards, and with nothing to distract Drew, he felt the incredible pain in his chest and throbbing head.

Four yards, Drew was starting to lose conscious.

Three yards, pictures of his Pokemon flashed across his mind.

Two yards, Drew was gagging under water, coughing uncontrollably as more pictures of his Pokemon along with Ash, Brock, Max, Joy, Harley, and May.

One yard, a picture of May burned into his mind, with his rose and a blushing face as he walked away coolly, hands in pocket, with the sunset behind him.

.5 yards, his brain, heart and lungs shut down.

-OoO-

May smiled faintly at her reflection. She was wearing a pure white gown falling all the way to the floor, covering the fact that she was bear foot. She had a thick dark, ruby red stripe on each side, along with little rime stones at the bottom. She kept the headband in her hair and put on a necklace, with a small silver rose that she found in the room (coincidence? I think not). May was given a small boquay (sp.?) of white roses, but that was not what she was going to walk up the aisle with. Instead, she had the little red rose that Drew had given her tight in her hands.

As she looked at the rose, her bottom lip quivered. May had finally found Ash, Max and Joy, all of them angry with Brandon, at least, all of them but Brock. He had been acting very strange all afternoon. Yet, none of them knew where Drew was. They hadn't seen him since last night.

May took in deep breaths, trying not to cry. She had to be strong. Her eyes began to fill up with tears, and she angrily rubbed her eyes. Drew probably skipped out on her, when he heard she was getting married. She glared at the mirror. Well, at least her could show up to see her in this pretty gown that she felt beautiful in. But of course, Drew being his ignorant, selfish, cocky... sweet... caring...

No! May shook her head. No! It doesn't matter, what the heck you think of him. Your getting married to Brandon, and even if you weren't, Drew didn't like her anyways. May didn't think she could possibly get more depressed, and yet, she felt even worse.

Than, a soft tap at the door interrupted her thoughts. May quickly wiped her eyes and looked at the door hopefully, hoping it was Drew. But instead, a worried pink haired girl looked at her. Heart-broken, May looked away and bit her lip.

"May..." Joy said sympathetically and walked softly over to her. She didn't know why, but when Joy hugged her, May just burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably into Joys shoulder.

"I'm sorry May... Sh... let it all out..." Joy coaxed softly, hugging her. After a good ten minutes of crying, May pulled away and sniffed.

"I want to go home, Joy. I really don't want to get married." May said. Joy wiped away a tear that trickled down her face.

"I know, May. None of us like to see you in so much pain. We tried everything we could, but Brock... is being stern, for some reason. But don't worry, we be here with you the whole way. Now, come on. It's time." May gave a final sigh, grabbed Drew's rose, and walked out with Joy, trying her hardest to be brave.

Hahaha! I sure am good with this whole, cliff hanger thing, don't you think?

So our hero Shikamorru enters the story again. I was really happy with that, because for a long time, I did not know how Drew woulld survive, because in the real Aladdin, Genie saved Aladdin and that was his second wish... but then, that would have been the last with for Drew and what would have happened to Ash? So, I don't know, horray for me!

Next Chapter: The Wedding takes place, with a rather, small crowd. And what has happened to our Drew? Did he make it? Of course he did, you dolts. Hes the hero, he can't die! But can he make the palace in time?

Hm... I think I just gave Drew's position away... oh well. As if you guys didn't know.

But whatever! If you find yourself about to attack me because I haven't posted a new chapter in a while, please, check out my Cinda-May story! Its not very long, but I think those who are following this one will enjoy that one too!

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Thanks you very much!

Until Next Time!

-Back2Freestyle15