AN: So, as previously stated, these one-shots won't always correspond with each other. As you could tell in Chicken Soup, they were married. In this one, they haven't yet reunited. Thanks for the reviews and keep it up! I like motivation . This one is longer than the other two and takes place before the events of Chicken Soup and Reality. Enjoy!

Description: Touko has taken Alder's place as champion and she longs to see N again. So when Shauntal gives her a mysterious novel, what will Touko make of it? And how will she react to N's reappearence?

Rating: T, because I am paranoid

Pairing: N/Touko/White

Series: Pokémon Black and White

Author: MrsNaara

Words: 2471

The Champion's Book

The reds, oranges, and yellows reached through the blinds of Touko's room that Saturday morning. She sat up in her comfortable bed and stretched her arms, letting out a loud yawn. She fell back lazily onto the mattress and leaned over face her room. Her gaze fell to the ceiling and she sighed. Another day without him… Touko threw back her sheets and gazed at her body to the best of her ability. She had fallen asleep in her clothes the night before, her mother must have come in and covered her up in the night. Gads, 19 years old and still living with my mother in Nuvema Town…" Touko thought to herself. Is it just me, or is there something severely wrong with that? Touko threw her legs over the side of the bed and sat there for a moment, a wave of depression rushing over her body, causing her to slump down over her knees in sadness. Today was the day, the anniversary of the day she and N battled it out on top of Plasma Castle. Five years had passed since then, and over those five years she had become the champion of Unova, Sinnoh, and Hoenn. Her new job as Unova's champion began today, as Alder had "passed the baton" only three days before. But something was missing, something important. She felt empty and unmotivated, and prayed that a good challenger would come around, because she needed a challenge.

"Good morning Touko, are you ready for your first day as Unova's champion?" Touko's mother asked, stopping at the top of the stairs. Touko raised her head and stared at her hopeful mother.

"Yeah—I—I suppose so…" she said sadly. Touko's mom made her way over to her daughter and set a pile of clothes on Touko's lap.

"Clothing fit for a champion," she explained. "I'm so proud of you Touko dear." Touko nodded and he looked down at clothing on her lap. The jacket was a tea green, a long sleeved shirt that was plain old white to go under it. Hip level baggy black jeans and her green and white running shoes were underneath. The tea green color that practically dominated her new clothing brought tears to her eyes, it reminded her so much of him. Her mother's comforting arm reached around her shaking shoulders and held her close. "Now, Now dearest, it'll be alright… if he were here right now, I'm 100% sure he'd be as proud as I am…" Touko looked her mother in the eye and gave her a half-hearted smile.

"Thanks mom," Touko said gratefully. The truth was that she secretly wished it was N, or her father holding her at that moment. But Touko would take all the comfort she could get. And now all there was left to do was get dressed and take on the few lucky challengers that could get by the elite four. "I should get ready though, big day you know…"she said. Touko's mother removed her arm and nodded, getting up.

"I have something special for you when you get downstairs," her mom said as she made her way down the stairs. Touko smiled to herself, her wave of depression had passed by this point, even though she still hoped that she could see N once more… just to show him that she had accomplished every trainer's dream. She was the Champion of Unova, and Champions take on challengers… not cry in their mother's arms and wish their crush would return. Touko slid on the long sleeve shirt and baggy jeans, she resolved to tie the jacket around her waist until she needed it, it got cold in the air riding on Reshiram's back. She slid on her shoes and the ying-yang necklace that her father had given her as a young girl. Her belt with hooks for pokeballs and her now completed pokedex. It was time to end her hopeless obsession and do her job.

Touko stood with her back to the arena at the Pokémon league. There had been about four challengers that day, all of which had lost. Touko felt bad beating them, considering their stature. One of them demanded a rematch right then and there, but the poor boy's Serperior was just too tired to continue. The following week he'd be back, and she'd let him win. It wasn't like he'd take her position or anything. Her gaze fell out the window on the remains of a familiar castle… the one she knew as none other than Plasma Castle, where five years ago she had faced N with their dragons.

"Hey Touko-Chan, I have a new novel for you to read while you wait for challengers," one of the elite four members, Shauntal, offered during their regulated break to heal their Pokémon and eat something.

"Are you sure Shaun? That's awful nice of you…" Touko said, taking the notebook from Shauntal. "And it's only my first day as champion…"

"Anyone who can beat me twice and then become Alder's heir deserves a good read once in a while you know? You'll like this one, it's about a boy with vibrant green hair, and a girl with brunette hair and determined ice blue eyes. They fall in love despite the world around them. It isn't really me, but I thought it'd cheer you up…" Touko smiled her thanks to Shauntal and opened the cover, inside was a note. I know how you long to return to Plasma Castle… the answer is revealed in the story… ~Shaun. Touko looked up to thank her friend, but Shauntal had already disappeared. Touko turned the first page and began to read…

N looked out the window of his toy room in the castle, four long years he'd longed to return to this place. It was his home, regardless of the past it held. For some reason it felt emptier than it had when he was last here. Maybe it was gaping hole in the wall that Zekrom had caused, or maybe it wasn't that something was missing from the castle. N stared down at the severed staircase leading to the Pokémon league. He thought about going down there, challenge the league, and take care of his bored urges. He looked at the six pokeballs on his belt, each one containing an unbelievably strong "friend" that he'd seen along the journey. No doubt, they'd want to help him take down Alder. Or at least get some entertainment from losing. Not that he cared whether he won or lost. He'd learned that on his journey. He turned from his view of the Pokémon League and made his way out of the castle. He'd be back later, right now he needed a battle.

Touko had grown addicted to the novel that Shaun offered to her. She sat on the podium mesmerized by the intricate dialogue and descriptive scenes that played out in her head. She couldn't believe how well the novel described her feelings for the boy—no, he was a man now—that made her swoon. It had been four years after all.

Her tired Pokémon took slow, labored breaths and watched as the Darmanitan fell to the ground unable to take another move. His green eyes flashed with anger, she had won. He knew it, she knew it, they both knew it. And it was confirmed with the call of the judge on the edge of the battle field.

"You fought well my friend. Rest well until I get you to a center," he said as he returned the defeated Darmanitan to its container. Touko smiled at the familiar dialogue. N would say something like that. She returned to the novel in her hands.

"That was a good battle," she smirked. "You have changed since our last meeting." The boy gave an equivalent smirk to match hers. His was softer than hers. She stepped off of the podium on which she stood and held out her hand to him. "Well, aren't you going to shake it?" she asked, confused at the boy's behaviors. He locked his hand with hers and pulled her into an embrace.

"I missed you Erica…"he whispered sadly in her ear. She didn't bother to struggle at the embrace. The truth was that she had missed him too. Everything about him, and this opportunity to be in his arms was only given, never asked for, and never taken either.

"William…" she said into his chest. Touko grimaced at the name Shaun had given N's "alter-ego". She despised that name, William. She turned back to the pages but a knock on the large double doors drew her away. He secret to return to Plasma Castle would have to wait.

"Champion, there is a challenger here to battle you," the judge said, poking his head in the door.

"Send them in then, don't just tell me," Touko said. The doors closed and she tucked the novel away, taking her position on the podium and waiting for the challenger.

"Right this way now," the judge's voice said, leading the challenger into her arena. Touko turned around, ready to give her "congratulations" speech about how the challenger may have beaten the other four of the elite, but she wouldn't be quite as easy. And then she met a pair of piercing green eyes. The scenes from Shaun's novel immediately filled her head, and she realized this was the exact situation from the novel and the words for her usual speech wouldn't come out of her mouth. No matter how much she wanted them to, it didn't. She knew that she was staring there open mouthed at him. N, he was here, as a challenger. She stepped off the podium and examined his gaping expression.

"Are we going to battle or not? Isn't that what you're here for?" Touko said rudely. She didn't want her feelings for N to show, to be made known to him, to cost her this victory. No, never…

"Touko, you're the champion?" N asked, surprised. Touko gave a loud laugh.

"Are you so surprised N? I had to keep myself busy somehow," Touko said. She slapped a hand over her mouth, the exact dialogue from the book! It was like it was flowing into her against her will.

"As a matter of fact, I expected that old bag who was champion before you," N smirked. Touko ground her teeth together in anger at N's insult.

"That old bag had the right mind! Now take your shot, because I guarantee that your Pokemon won't stand a chance against me!" Touko cried in pure anger. The novel had an impact on her, what was going on?

Touko stood tall and proud, her Samurott still standing tall, but Touko could tell that he was tired. She would end this here and now. N had resorted to his final pokemon, a Darmanitan. Every move, every event went the exact same way as it did in the novel and no matter how creepy the events were, Touko knew that N would lose… because Shaun's weird novel told her so.

"Samurott use hydro pump!" Touko cried, her shelled pokemon doing as told. Her tired Pokémon took slow, labored breaths and watched as the Darmanitan fell to the ground unable to take another move. N's green eyes flashed with anger, she had won. He knew it, she knew it, they both knew it. And it was confirmed with the call of the judge on the edge of the battle field.

"You fought well my friend. Rest well until I get you to a center," he said as he returned the defeated Darmanitan to its container.

"That was a good battle," she smirked, not being wavered by the similarity to the novel. "You have changed since our last meeting." N gave an equivalent smirk to match hers but was softer than hers. She stepped off of the podium on which she stood and held out her hand to him. "Well, aren't you going to shake it?" she asked, confused at his behavior. He locked his hand with hers and pulled her into an embrace.

"I missed you Touko," he whispered sadly in her ear. She didn't bother to struggle at the embrace. The truth was that she had missed him too. Everything about him, and this opportunity to be in his arms was only given, never asked for, and never taken either. She took in his scent and pulled herself closer…glad that this event hadn't torn them apart again, rather it brought them closer than before.

"Oh N…" she said into his chest. He leaned his head onto her green and white hat. Touko felt a pang in her chest and she realized that this wasn't novel dialogue anymore. Now it was her dialogue, unread, unspoken…

"So I hear you want to return to Plasma castle. Any reason why?" N asked. Touko shook her head against his chest.

"I missed you so much N," Touko said. "I didn't want to return to Plasma Castle, I wanted to return to you…" N raised his head and stared through the window at the castle where he had decided to live.

"Then come live there with me…" he suggested.

"What?" Touko asked, looking up at his green eyes.

"Come live there with me. You live close enough to the Pokemon league that you can come here every day; and then return to the castle at night!" N exclaimed. Touko pondered his offer, he thought about the note that Shaun had left her. She knew that this was the opportunity of a lifetime.

"Okay," Touko stated. N's face lit up, he picked her up by the waist and spun her around joyfully. She laughed and held on as he spun her. When he set her down, they stared into each other's eyes lustfully. N leaned down and kissed her softly. Touko's upper chest hurt and she smiled as his lips molded over hers. Touko surrendered to the kiss and her feelings. When N broke away he smiled at her, she could swear it was almost in disbelief. They stood in each other's arms for a moment, saying nothing. "So… are we like together or something now?" Touko asked, breaking the silence.

"Do you want to be?" N asked, his childish nature taking over. Touko nodded twice and pulled herself closer to N, who flushed a bright red.

"I 'unno…" Touko muttered. "Do you want to be?" N swallowed hard.

"Yeah, I kinda do," N admitted. Touko grinned ear to ear, and her eyes fell on the novel that she'd left on the podium. She broke free of N's grasp and walked over to it, picking it up. She flipped to the last page and smiled at what was written there.

You can thank me later ~Shaun