Well I'm sorry if something's wrong in this part... Well english is not my regular-language and I hope it's not TOO bad just...ENJOY anyway ;P 3

I turned around and saw a tall, skinny boy with long green hair wearing a black top under a white V-necked big shirt and brown jeans and a cube-thingy hanging from his belt and strange bracelets on his wrists, strange that they stayed on his skinny arms, I thought and took a deep breath.

-You're not from here are you?,I asked as a wind blew thru my hair and made most of my overbody show, he looked frightened at my overbody and took a step back.

-Wh-what happened!,he asked and ran to check closer on the scars thru my half-invisible shirt.

-You aren't from here, I said and smiled, almost laughed at it. Cheren looked away, irritated.

-Wh-why do you keep saying that he said and looked up on me from his bowed stance.

Because you asked who Rudolf is and what happened, if you had been from here you wouldn't have to ask me anything you should just hug me and cry at my shoulder while I was telling you to beat it and walk away from you-I like that you aren't from here, so what's your name?, I said and smiled so that my entire face must had changed in his eyes.

My name's N, so what happened?, He said and kept his standing-on-his-knees stance.

There's no need for you to know, plus I don't think you want to know, I mean it changed alot in these towns and I don't want anyone to know, I said and looked down.

I think I understand, N said and threw out a pokeball. It exploded and out came a purple cat, Choroneko. I sent out my Mijumaru and ordered it to use water gun (which it had learned while trying to catch the other pokemons) He ordered his Choroneko to use scratch and so the battle went on. The winner was me because my choice of stronger attacks.

I see, your pokemon are really close to you even if you just have got them, N said and returned his Choroneko.

W-wait don't tell me you challenged me to learn about Rudolf!, I said and blew up my right cheek.

Well I had to try , he said and shrugged his shoulders.

You damn...!, I said but didn't come longer until Cheren coughed to prove his precense.

Oh, s-sorry Cheren, I said and put a hand behind my head. I stretched out a hand to N to thank him for the battle. He awkwardly took my hand and shaked it with a thanks, then he left.

What's up with that guy!, Cheren said and corrected his glasses.

Who? N?,I said and looked at the way he went , I saw just as his green ponytail fly in the wind before it disappeared behind a building. I felt some kind of desire to go after him but I know that I couldn't.

Yes, and don't call him by name please, Cheren said and looked down irritated.

Why not?, I said and looked confused at him.

I'm leaving, he said and went at the other way that led out of town. What's up with him?, I thought and went to the pokemon center, healed my Mijumaru and went out of town the same way N had taken. i walked and felt some kind of passion inside of me. I wanted to meet him again I wanted to tell him about everything, about her psycho dad who tried to kill her but, she wouldn't tell him EVERYTHING, not that he had forced her into sex when she was younger, not that she had accepted it at elder age. No! She didn't wanted him to know! Before she knew it her eyes were filled with tears. She tried to wipe them away but it didn't work, since she was crying while trying to wipe. My dad had wanted that mean trainers should be punished. Everything became so clear in my head, every memory I've tried so hard to forget but I just can't! I kept walking just to try make the wind help me wipe my tears. She walked faster and faster until she alomst ran, ran away from the memories. I didn't even notice when I ran into something.

I-I-I'm so-sorry, I said and tried to wipe my tears as hard as I could.

Ah, It's ... nothing, you're from before!, The guy in front of me said. I didn't see because my tears were clouding up my sight. But I was sure it was N.

Why are you crying?, The guy (who MIGHT be N) said.

N-no real reason just something from my past, I said and tried to smile under all the pressure that the memories were giving me.

Ah, I see, he said and helped me to wipe my tears. When my eye-sight was clear again I saw that i was right, it was N.I threw my arms around him and kept crying against his shoulder. He patted my head and sat down in the grass still with me in his arms. I realized that I was shaking. I looked up at the boy who sat down in front of me, he was looking around, probably after something very important since his expression was very serious. When he realized that I was looking at him his expression changed and he kissed my forehead. I looked down and blushed. I wanted to speak but I just couldn't bring myself to it.

So is your past really that tragic?, he asked and laid off a laugh.

W-well it could be worse I suppose, I answered but I knew it was a lie, what would be worser than this!

Will you tell me now?, he said and let go off me for a bit.

Mhm, I said and looked up at him.

Eh! R-really? just some minute ago you didn't even want to speak about it!, He said and looked at me.

I don't want to tell you everything tho...,I said and looked at his shirt and realized for the first time that he had a strange necklace as well.

It's okay..., he said and patted my head.

I also don't like telling some part of my past to other people, really I don't like talking or thinking about it at all, he answered and looked down.

Well first of all I'll tel you a little bit of myself, I said and took a deep breath.

Sure, I would love to know more about you, he admitted and blushed a little.

Well my name's Danilla and I'm 16 years old the things I'm going to tell you about is from when I was 8 years old, I explained and entered my "cold" mode just so that I wouldn't start to cry in the middle of it.

My father had just ended his work for the day and I had been home with mom but she went shopping after realizing that we didn't had any milk nor yogurt at home, I explained in my cold mode I realized that N got a little strange when he realized that this story was about my dad.

Anyways, my father arrived at 4PM and was as usally worn out from work so I didn't wanted to upset him, so I went to my room to study instead, when I just had opened the book I heard the door slam shut, and my father told me that he was home, I explained that i was studying and that I would be doing that for a while now, He went for the fridge opened it and I remember hearing the fridge door slam shut and that in some minutes my father were standing at my door and asked me where all milk is, I explained that mom and I had made cookies and that we drank some to lunch since we ate spiced chicken so she's shopping it now, my dad didn't listen instead grabbed my hair and started yelling at me how useless I was when I lied to him about such a ting as where the milk was, I told him I wasn't and he took up a knife from his pocket and cut at my ribs, I sprang to the floor and managed somehow to take the knife from him but accidentely I cutted him in the stomach in the process..., I started to lose my ability to keep myself from tears, I gave up and cried the last phrase of my story.

I DIDN'T MEAN TO KILL HIM!, I cried and threw my arms around N again. I could feel the feeling of pity from him already. I focused on his scent and breathe in as much of him I could, He smelled lavender, and something sweet, and lastly boy. I grabbed his shirt as he patted my head and kissed my neck.I didn't wanted this moment to end...NEVER