I'm back! Feel free to submit your dreams because you're always welcome. And a review would be nice as well... considering I got none the last chapter. :/ Anyways, I'm back even though I feel like nobody's actually enjoying this story as much as I am. -sigh-

I just realized that I had a dream today (and it's like seven o' clock in the evening)... but it seemed so distant and unclear. All my dreams are. It feels as if I had this dream a month ago, but I know I didn't because I won't remember a single thing. THIS is why I need your help with dreams. Hehehe. But either way, it's just a random project I'm working on to see how creative one can get in a dream. xD It's also an effort to try to get me to remember my dreams.

Anyways, I think I just might be alternating between my readers' dreams and my own. One chapter shall be my dream (if I've been dreaming enough) and the next shall be one of your entries. Just to keep in mind, this story is in Munna's point of view, so she doesn't know who is who and what they're feeling or anything. This is through her eyes and how she sees things. At least I'm trying. I know that there were several things in here in Cilan's point of view.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.

Chapter 2: A Wild Chase
Shipping: Wishfulshipping (Iris & Cilan)
Genre: Humor/Romance
Submitted By: Blazengirl410

Munna wandered off aimlessly into the full moon in search of a place to say for the night. Through the streets and pass the buildings she went, the psychic Pokemon plunged into the deep dark forest of trees and unknown inhabits of the wilderness. As she searched for a place to remain during the hours of darkness, she bumped into a tree as the psychic Pokemon tried to manuver across the forest. She let out a small moan of pain and slid down the tree slowly. She fell on the floor, or so she thought. She pirched on the top of something unknown... green, but not grass. She looked down curiously at the green bunch of some substance commonly known to others as hair. Looming above short green hair, she looked down to see a man (with green hair) who was wearing something that looked like things that people who worked in resturants wore. It was a black and white uniform with two yellow buttons along his vest and a green bow around his neck. He seemed to have been sleeping peacefully among the trees. Munna assumed that he either fell asleep while doing something or got lost. Finally concluding that it's probably a combination of both, Munna flew off his head and flew in the opposite direction, only to turn around again. This time, she got a better view of the green waiter leaning on the tree sleeping. With mixed expressions and emotions fixed upon his face, Munna couldn't quite tell what he was dreaming about. He was a bit out of it though, as if he was scared or something. Curiousity got her before anything else got a chance to and into the dream world she went, looking deep into the guy in green hair's dream.

The guy in green hair walked along the cold deserted streets at night. He wasn't really cold, but the weather sent a cold vibe down his spine. There was something creepy about this; he just knew it. Ignoring the matter for now, he continued to venture down the route. Another stray breeze of wind passed over soon after. Chilled to the bone, he trugged down the streets with nothing in hand except a fist he kept to gain courage to move on. He was always afraid of the night for some reason. Nobody knew why exactly; however, he wasn't afraid of the dark. As strange as that seems, it is true.

Along the sidewalk were a bunch of trees of all sizes. It wasn't much but it was aligned against the sidewalk evenly and in a neat fashion. The path was narrow and long with nothing around for miles. Lights were rare and there was a light post occasionally after every half mile. It was dark most of the time with nearly nothing in sight. It was a place no one would want to walk upon without someone accompanying them. He looked nervously around the place, curiously and frightenly. Uncomfort overwelmed him soon after. He heard the sound of leaves rustling and turned around in a frantic manner. "W-Who's there?" he asked with a shaky voice. Obviously, he wasn't ready to face the thing that was causing all the sounds. His fists began tembling by his side as the leaves rustled louder. He stood there quivering in the night, with a cautious look at all the trees in the area, or at least he tried to. He bumped into the tree behind him frighteningly. He was frantic in his movements and whipped around cautiously to look for the source of the sound. With one last sound of the rustling of leaves, he heard something land somewhere near him. He spun on his heel only to come face to face with a girl with a bunch of twigs in her big mess of purple hair. He seemed to have been relieved of what he saw in front of him, but he was still feeling troubled. "I-Iris," he said quietly, barely above a whisper. "T-There was... s-sound... c-coming leaves... there!" He pointed at some of the trees quickly. Right now, he was too frightened to form proper words.

The girl, Iris, seemed to know exactly what was happening and laughed at the guy. "A-Are you serious Cilan? Ahaha, that was ME! I was going through those trees to get over here!"

Cilan, the guy with green hair from earlier, flushed with embaressment and let out a shaky laugh. "Oh..." He sighed in relief and looked at the girl as she smiled in amusement.

"Is Cilan afraid of the dark or monsters under his bed?" Iris cooed. Cilan's cheeks were still filled with embaressment from before and now, he looked down at his feet to cover it all. "Ah, I'm just kidding!"

"I don't feel comfortable being alone at nighttime," he confessed. "I don't know why."

The purple haired girl nodded understandingly. "Oh, I see. Well next time, remind me to sneak up on you again, kay?" Glaring at her, she laughed again. "I'm sorry. I can't help it."

He muttered out something quietly just to signify that he heard her. He began walking forward in the direction he was heading towards before the girl jumped out in front of him and nearly scared him to death. Wordlessly, he continued on without looking back at her. She almost skipped in his direction to catch up to him. "Wait up!" Pretending she had not said a word, he continued on. "Are you mad?" she finally asked.

Hestiating a moment, he shrugged. "I'm not sure. I want to be mad at you, but I can't."

A grin spreaded through her face. "Well that's good. I'm glad." Beside him, she stared at him curiously.

"Iris..." She snapped out of her trance and gave Cilan full eye contact.

After a moment of uncomfortable silence, she urged him to go on. "What?"

He opened his mouth but shut it almost immediately. "Nothing." Raising an eyebrow, she decided to let it go, just this once.

As they walked along the sidewalk, no conversation stirred up between them at all. It was complete silence that filled up both of them with an occasional sound of wind picking up and blowing against the things around them or Pokemon scurring across the grass or trees. Iris looked as if she had a weird temptation to climb up among the trees and join them but she didn't. She stood next to Cilan instead. In a few more minutes of silence, they changed paths and walked into the bigger streets with more lights which luminated the entire street. Feeling a little, refreshed and safe, Cilan seemed to have more comfortable here. His hands slowly began to unravel themselves. With no need to keep them clentched and pale, he let it swing by his side. It clashed with Iris's hand soon later. He jumped a bit, but she didn't seem to notice though. Shifting uncomfortably on his feet, he felt his cheeks heat up from the contact. His hand hesitated a bit, shaking again. This time, it wasn't because of the cold. Confusing overwhelmed him as his hand hesitated to grab hers. He swung it forward, but once he was about an inch close to grabbing onto it, his hand slapped back to his side again. He was a bit too nervous.

Deciding it would be best to take his mind off this matter, he began gazing at the scene before him. The streets were huge and deserted. He had never been anywhere near here before; he didn't know what to do or where to go. The street seems strangely dark even if there were lights everywhere. He walked on, pretending nothing was wrong. Soon, they walked pass a tree with a chandelier hanging from it. Wait, do chandeliers even hang on trees? He turned around swiftly and looked at the thing that was hanging upon the trees. It was hanging on one of the high branches of the tree, clearly visible because of its colors. With the colors purple and black, it blended into the night yet stood out in the trees. Iris seemed to have gotten the hint that something was wrong and walked up next to Cilan. Looking up into the tree as well, she commented, "What a pretty chandelier! It looks so spooky and awesome; it's almost as if it's alive!" As if on cue, the chandelier turned a hundred and eighty degrees. It turned to reveal a pair of yellow eyes shining at them in the night sky. With a smile plastered on its face, it decended downward in a slow manner. Cilan immediately knew what was going on and didn't hesitate to grab Iris's hand this time. He took it and dragged her away. "W-What's going on?" she continued to question.

He ran with all his might and dragged Iris along behind him. He was a faster runner than she was so he took the lead; he took a sharp turn around the bend and looked back to see where it was. "Iris, that wasn't a chandelier! It was a Pokemon that looked like a chandelier. It's known as Shandera-it's known to suck out people's souls and leave them lifeless. It's very painful... We've got to get away," he explained quickly. Now that she knew what was going on, she quickened her pace a bit the moment she saw the chandelier-like Pokemon float above them. How it could travel that quickly was a mystery to the both of them as all they cared about was getting away at this point. Shandera began to attack. Red and orange fire fumes came out in a flash and hurled themselves towards Cilan and Iris. They dodged them, or attempted to. One missed the girl's head by an inch while one missed Cilan's leg as he bent it to run. Cilan decided that it would be pointless to be running any further in a place where they were clearly visible. Dragging Iris into the forest with him, he ducked among trees and through the bushes, hopefully hoping that Shandera would lose its sight of them and stop the chance. However, that didn't happen until another fifteen minutes of running. It was extremely hot running expecially when the Temptation Pokemon fired fire attacks everywhere, resulting in a forest fire. The forest wasn't big, but the running seemed endless and tiring. They weren't familar with their surroundings either so that made it hard to find an excape route. Finally, Iris and Cilan slipped into a cave in hopes of never seeing the chandelier-like Pokemon again. They had done enough running for a life time.

Cilan sighed in relief after about five minutes of unheard sounds. Assuming that the Pokemon was gone, they still stayed in the cave for the night, just in case. Iris seemed to have been relieved too but stared down at her hand. "Is something wrong?" he asked.

She shook her head absentmindedly. "Do you think the Pokemon is still out there?" she finally asked in a small voice.

"Don't worry," Cilan assured her with a convincing smile. "Whatever happens, we'll have each other to hold onto and support. There's nothing to worry about. We'll be fine."

The dream faded away slowly as Munna looked at Cilan's sleeping form. The dream seemed so real that Munna thought she was the one dreaming herself. Shivering from the windy night, Munna decided she should sleep ontop of Cilan's hair for today. It's soft and warm. She made a mental note to wake up early the next morning and leave unnoticed by Cilan. And with that, she too, drifted asleep into the cold night.

I tried to add humor in here, but I really don't think I managed to put any. Anyways, please review!

Dreaming happily,

Lily :D