A/N: So, it's finally the end. Thanks for being so patient, everybody! It's been over a year since this story has been published, and I'm thankful to everyone who has read my story. I will always try to improve upon it whenever possible. If you have time, please review or comment. You know that constructive criticism is always welcome :D

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Epilouge

of False Accusations

May choked on her French toast; she had been eating it too quickly. She stuffed her breakfast down her throat, as if attempting a world record time. "May!!" scolded her mother. "At least CHEW your food!!"

May gulped. "Sorry, mom," she panted slightly. "I have a date with Brendan and I've only got twenty minutes to get ready!!"

May's mother smiled. "What kind of date is it now? Are you guys going to the Pokémon Festival?"

May smiled back happily and laughed. "Of course mom, it's only my favorite day of the year!"

The Pokémon Festival was the day where every person and every pokémon gathered to be in the company of each other…to celebrate the day pokémon and humans became friends.

May had gone through a growth spurt over the past year, so her pokémon kimono didn't fit her anymore. Oh well…she could always wear something under that. While May put away the dishes in the sink, May's mother interrupted her thoughts: "May…I noticed you've been busy with being the pokémon champion and all…You probably wouldn't have focused so much on what you were going to wear during the Pokémon Festival…so I made one for you."

May's mother pulled out from behind her back a dark blue silk kimono, sakura blooms the color of blush gracing the material. It also sported a thin, fragile, and dainty Beautifly on the back of the kimono. The insides were light, light blue, the same color the sky looks on a spring afternoon. Touching it was like touching a star, unbelievably incredible. The material felt like water, almost impossible to catch and hold in one's hands.

"It-It's beautiful," said an awed May, tentatively reaching for the material. May's mother let go and it nearly slipped from May's hands. Light shined from its folds. "Thank you, mother!" said May, her eyes feeling the start of tears. "You're welcome," smiled the mother gently. "Enjoy it, wear it until it falls to shreds! Hurry, you've only got fifteen minutes now!"

Careful not to wrinkle the prized kimono, May walked upstairs. Dressing quickly but carefully, May fixed her hair up in delicate yet elegant braids and slipped her feet into rice sandals.

She ran out the door, keen to meet Brendan at their secret place. "Bye, mom!" said May, waving. "Have a fun time, baby!" shouted back her mother.

The response made May almost blush, almost. When she went to the clearing, Brendan was there, waiting in a kimono himself.

His red-patterned kimono matched the shade of his ruby eyes exactly, as if it were made just for him. "You ready?" he said, grinning at May.

"Of course," she smiled.

"You look beautiful." Said Brendan, holding May's hand.

This simple comment made her blush but she knew he was just saying what came from his heart. "You look handsome as well." She replied.

They walked a short distance to the Pokémon Festival. Everywhere, there were banners, streamers, and even paper mache models of pokémon. Pokémon shaped food sold like hot cakes. Everywhere, there were games and excited cries from the people.

"So, what do you want to do first, May?" asked Brendan.

"Hmm…" thought May. She spotted a game stall. "Over there!" she said, pulling Brendan towards it. It was a toss-the-ring-over-the-bottles classic game. Brendan and May each paid the man and attempted to toss the ring over the bottle. May managed to get her rings across a few, while Brendan got one of his rings over one bottle. They both were able to choose a small prize.

Something caught Brendan's eye. He picked up a light yellow beautifly bracelet. Something also caught May's eye. She picked up an orange mudkip bracelet.

They gave it to each other at the same time. "This is for you, May," said Brendan. He slipped the yellow bracelet over her wrist. May smiled, and in return, slipped the orange mudkip bracelet over his wrist. Both left the staff happily.

The rest of the day was a blur – dinner, various games, a good time, and…

A kiss.

While the couple sat underneath a tree nearly May's house, May broke the silence first. "I was thinking, Brendan…I'm going out to explore new regions, and capture more pokémon…I was interested if you wanted to go with me."

"Of course," smirked Brendan. "I get to research pokémon…and spend time with you as well." He moved in for a kiss, but it was May who responded first and took control. Brendan was pleasantly surprised. "Hmm," he thought. "that's one new side of May that I didn't know about."

"I'll see you tomorrow," grinned May, releasing his hand and going up to her room. Brendan waved goodbye. "I'll pack tonight!"

Snuggling under her covers, May thought of the next day and soon fell asleep…

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It was a new day. Pulling out clean clothes and emptying out her pack, she noticed the diary that fell out.

"Wow…I haven't written in it since I was a champion…" she thought. Sitting down at her desk, she wrote of the events that happened the day before, of Brendan, and the rest of her journey. She wrote of the journey that she was going to go on.

Her journey was everlasting…

"I don't need my diary," she thought. "…I have my memories." Silently, she closed the diary, packed the necessary supplies for her trip, and met Brendan by his house. Brendan was early, always.

Always there for her.

Smiling, the happy couple needed no words as they started on Route 103.

It was about half an hour before they heard a rustle in the bushes. A rustle that they were now familiar with.

The pesky cameraman (the same one from before) was now videotaping everything.

The couple noticed something different this time. With sly smiles, with their hands to their pokéballs, they shouted, "Go Kyogre! Go Rayquaza!!" towards the bush.

Screaming and flailing, the camera man ran out into the road, trying to escape the legendary pokémon who were chasing him.

Running behind their pokémon, May and Brendan laughed at the sight. They could see the shining sea on the horizon. "That way leads to the Kanto region!" said May.

"Yeah," grinned Brendan. "want to race to the shore?"

"Oh," said May, feeling a wave of natural competitiveness inside her. "You're on!"

Sprinting with each other, with their bracelets dangling on their wrists, the couple raced to Kanto.