A.N/ Hey everyone! I'm really sorry I took so long to update, but I can only write when I feel like I can, and I haven't felt in the zone lately, if you know what I mean.

Anyhow, it's here, so enjoy it while you laugh at my inferior writing skills.

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It had been an odd day. A very odd day indeed.

Dawn sat across the fire from him, her knees hugged to her chest. She still could not believe it was him, was staring intently into the fire, as though a fascinating secret was hidden within the flames. She wasn't even sure he was blinking, but he looked so focused she was afraid to snap him out of his had changed a lot since she had last seen him, four years ago. He had aged, his face had completely lost the childish roundness it had once possessed, his violet hair now straggled messily round his shoulders. His arms were more toned, more muscular.

Still, she didn't care. It was still him, even if he was acting very strangely. Her mind drifted to the afternoon, when he had found her again…

After enjoying a wonderful breakfast, Dawn returned to the Pokémon Centre to retrieve her pokeballs, she planned to give her and her pokémon a workout before going off in search for a suitable place to eat lunch. She found an appropriate place to train for any upcoming contests and frittered the minutes of the morning away in her and her partners strenuous, but satisfying, training about 12, she recalled her party and headed back into the city in search of food.

That was when she saw him. She glanced up, and noticed a figure in the distance, hurtling at an amazing speed from the forest straight towards the city. It was approaching quickly, and she could soon distinguish some individual characteristics.

The first thing she noticed was the violet river that flowed behind his shoulders. There was only one person she had ever met with that colour hair…

No. She chastised herself. You're only seeing what you want to see. It's not him.

She turned and began to walk away, but then he called, and his voice was unmistakable.

'Dawn! Wait! You have to wait!'

She whirled round, and almost collided with him, but he skidded to a halt just in time. His hair was all tousled, and there was a thin sheen of sweat covering his face. She wondered how long he had been running for. However, that ceased to matter. She had far more important questions for him.

'What are you doing here? Why did you save me back there, out in that blizzard? How did you know I was here? How did you get through that blizzard so easily? Are you following me?'

The flurry of questions entered her brain simultaneously, thus confusing her and rendering her incapable of speech. She could just gawp at him, like an unfortunate Goldeen that flounders desperately on the shore before lying still in defeat. He regarded her warily, as though he expected her to attack him. She remembered that they had never been, well, best friends to put it mildly.

He ran an agitated hand through his hair, and glanced nervously over his shoulder, before looking at her again. His next words came out in a rush.

'Look, I know this may seem pretty weird right now, as it's been about, I don't know, three years? Listen Dawn, I can't explain, but you have to come with me right now, okay? This is serious, I promise to try to explain what I can, when I can, but now I only need you to trust me. Please trust me, Dawn, that's all I'm asking.'

She stared him, speechless. He was asking her to trust him. To come with him, just because he was asking her to, because he wanted her to trust him. His lavender eyes were pleading, she could see no sign of maliciousness or trickery hidden in their depths. She wanted to trust him, and honestly, even though he always had been, for lack of a better word, a bastard, she had always trusted him. He was a bad person in many ways she didn't care to name, but she knew she could trust him.

That was why she nodded her head. A tiny gesture that meant so much to both of them. He seemed to sigh, and relief and a certain gratefulness that he couldn't hide filled his eyes.

'Thank you. I know this may seem really strange, but I'll explain in time.'

He looked at the sky, which was a glaring shade of blue.

'We'd better go. We can't hang around here, are you ready?' He looked at her as though he was hoping she would say yes.

She nodded again; she hadn't yet gathered up enough coherent thought for words. She was working on that one.

He sighed again, in what she assumed was relief. 'Okay then, let's go. We need to be out of here.'

He began to walk. She stayed where she was for a few seconds, willing her muscles to obey her and follow. He glanced over his shoulder, mild irritation evident on his features.

'Are you coming?'

She licked her lips nervously and began to walk after him hesitantly. When she was a few steps ahead of him, she sang in a tone a lot more confident than she felt.

'Why are you asking? You're the one lagging behind.'

He rolled his eyes, and jogged up to her. 'Well I'm sorry.' He said, 'it really is a challenge keeping up with you.'

She giggled, and immediately the solemn mood was shattered and she felt far more comfortable in his company. This was more like him, sarcastic and constantly irritated. However, as the day passed and the pink fingers of dusk invaded the crystal sky, he seemed to grow more and more nervous, increasing his pace and forcing her to jog to keep up with him. His stride was very long.

He kept glancing behind him fleetingly, as though making sure she was still there. Neither of them spoke, it didn't seem a good time for words. Her questions could wait until the time was right. The sky eventually became too dark to continue walking, and he declared they would stay in the clearing they had ended up in for the night, before continuing early in the morning. She had agreed, and after a brief dinner, they had made a fire, which led her to this moment, gazing at him while he gazed into the flames.

She could feel the long delayed irritation rising in her; he had dragged her all the way out into the middle of nowhere and now he wasn't going tell her why? He had said in time, well she felt she had given him plenty of time to get his story together. He owed her an explanation.

'How did you know where to find me?' She blurted out before she could stop herself.

He looked up quickly, as though he had forgotten she was even there. This annoyed her further. What had made her agree to this?

He sighed deeply, and ran a hand through his hair.

'I suppose I was hoping you wouldn't ask. Truth is, I did not know where you were. I just happened to be on the way to Snowpoint, and I found you taking a brief nap in the snow. I don't know what would have become of you had I not intervened, you should really dress warmer if your planning to walk through a blizzard, y'know.'

She clenched her teeth, surpassing the urge to slap him across the face. 'Look mister, if you can't even make an effort to be polite, I might just leave now!' She stood up furiously, gathering her things to her chest.

His expression instantly changed, going from smug to panicked in a spilt second.

'No, no! Look Dawn. I'm sorry okay? Just calm down for both our sakes. Sit down and I'll tell you.'

She took a deep breath, gathering all her emotions together, and sat down again. She folded her arms and glared at him.

'Okay, please go on.'

He stared at the ground for a few seconds, before looking at her again.

'I was telling the truth when I said I didn't know you would be out here. I didn't, I just found you there.' He fidgeted nervously. She frowned; she had never seen him this jumpy before.

His head suddenly snapped up, his eyes glittering with rage.

'Not again.' He snarled and stood up. His eyes roving round the clearing. He looked down at her suddenly.

'Stay here. Don't move, I'll be back in a minute, okay?

She nodded, baffled by his sudden change in mood. He turned and jogged into the trees, muttering under his breath. For the first time in that day, she felt scared. What was going on? Why was he acting this way? What had happened?

She hugged her knees to her chest and gazed worriedly in the direction he had gone, when the anguished cry of an animal in pain forcefully pierced the blanket of silence that had covered the night. She shook, and prayed for his swift return.

A.N/ Dun dun duuuun!!!! What's going to happen!?

..........why are you all looking at me?