This chapter took unusually long and I'd like to apologize to all of those who have been chapter switches between May's and Brendan's POV and it also features some of our new character's POV as well. In case you don't know what day it is, it is currently Saturday in this chapter. In chapter four, it was Friday so it's been a bit more than a week.

New Town: Part Five-Day in Town

-May's POV- Eight Days Later-

"Mom," I cried out as I entered my home, "I'm heading over to Brendan's house again!"

"Alright," she responded calmly as her head popped out from the kitchen, "tell him that I said hello and give his parents my regards."

Gesturing to Skitty, I nodded and headed out the door. As I made my way to Brendan's house, I was reminded of the moment we talked to him after he hit his head. When he looked at me and I could see it in his eyes…he didn't remember anything.

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I sat on the soft leather couch, and my head was resting on my hand and I watched Brendan's door on the upper level anxiously. We were waiting for the doctor to finish his appointment with Mister and Miss Birch. It had probably been more than two hours and I felt useless and worried. I sighed and looked to my left to see the green haired boy staring at the blank television. He looked worried too, but there was something else in his eyes that I couldn't exactly put my finger on.

"So," I started, breaking his trance, "you're Wally…right?"

He simply looked at me and finally, he responded, "Um…yeah."

I tilt:ed my head and frowned at him. So far we had been together for over two hours and he hadn't even spoken to me. As I stared at him, he just looked forward and paid no attention to me what-so-ever…not that I cared! Who needs the attention of some kid who acts like you don't exist?

But boy…he was getting to me; it was like an itch that you couldn't scratch, the word that you couldn't quite say, the memory you couldn't recall, and the end of rainbow you could never reach. With a sigh, I gathered up all of my tolerance and tried to talk to him again, "So," I paused trying to find the right words to say, "Um…I heard from Brendan that you used to get sick a lot-"

I quickly put my hand over my mouth and mentally slapped myself. Why the heck had I said that? Sure Brendan did say that but…how would Wally take it? To me, it sounded like an insult or some rude thing. Apologize! Apologize!

"I-I'm sorry," I said as I removed my hand from my mouth, "I don't know where that came from, it-"

I stopped as I heard Wally burst out in laughter. I looked up to see tears forming at the corners of his eyes and he bent over to try and control his giggling. He grabbed his side and finally after a few moments of merriment, he stopped. Wiping a tear from his cheek he looked at me with happy eyes.

"Yeah, that's true…I was born with health problems a weak respiratory system so I couldn't exactly go outside. But all that changed when I met Brendan, he always used to tell me that I shouldn't worry about germs and stuff like that. But don't worry about it…that kind of thing doesn't bother me."

I blinked a few times and nodded. How could I think that Wally was some sort of anti-social pariah? He seemed like a really nice guy and I felt bad for what I had thought. With a sigh I started again, "I really am sorry for that, it just popped out and…I'd like to start on a clean slate." I took a deep breath and nodded to myself, "My name is May Maple and I like flowers."

Wally chuckled and nodded to himself, "I'm Wally…but you already knew that."

We laughed and shook hands. All of a sudden, Brendan's door burst open and the doctor, and Brendan's parents stepped out, closing the door behind them. Wally and I quickly looked to the trio with worry and curiosity. After exchanging a few inaudible words with each other, I could see tears in Mrs. Birch's eyes.

Finally, we watched as the doctor walked out of the home with his head down. I could feel the depression in the room and it felt as if gravity was becoming stronger. Everything was silent as Professor Birch wrapped his arms around his sobbing wife. I wanted to ask what they had seen, what had happened in the room? What happened to Brendan? Was it so bad that it would cause his mother to cry? I had to know! But…did I have a right to? Would it be okay if I asked?

I tried to put myself in Mrs. Birch's position, but I couldn't because I didn't know what happened to Brendan. If it did cause tears and sorrow, then that…that hit on the head was worse that I thought. I was about to speak when I found that I couldn't. I found that a lump had formed in the center of my throat and nothing could come out.

"Is he okay?" I turned towards Wally who was looking up at the pair. Professor Birch simply closed his eyes and sighed heavily.

"Talk to him," he said quietly.

Wally looked to me and sighed. Gesturing to me, he began his slow assent up the stairs. I followed him and finally, we entered Brendan's room.

He was lying on his bed, motionless, simply staring at the ceiling. Wally and I shuffled over to his bed and sat down on the two chairs that were there. We looked at him for a moment waiting for him to say something.

"B-Brendan," I started as I slowly reached over to touch him.

Ever so slowly, he turned his bandaged head and looked at us. I gasped at the look in his eyes, the mahogany orbs were emotionless.

"Who...are you?" he asked. His innocent voice rang in my ears and the room seemed to be spinning. I took my hand away from him and covered my face. I clenched my teeth together and before I knew it, tears came rushing out of my eyes.

This couldn't be real! I felt like I hated him for those three words. He hadn't done anything wrong, and I didn't know why I felt this way, I had no reason to hate him. Why did it have to end up like this? I realized then, that no matter what, I would have to help him…but, would I be able to see him like this everyday?

I knew that something had to be done…now. Slowly, I wiped away my tears and swallowed hard. "Hello," I started with my shaky voice, "M-my name is, May Maple. I'll always be here for you, so if you need help, just call my name, okay?"

Brendan sat up and smiled sweetly at us, even though he didn't remember much, he was still the kind and caring Brendan I knew and loved. "Hi May."

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Brendan took off school four days after that, I had to bring him all of his homework and teach him how to do some of the things. The good thing is, when I told him about the school, he would remember some our classmates and the old assignments we did.

But, I have to say, Brendan had improved dramatically since then, he remembered Wally and me, he remembered his parents and Poochyena too. He even recalled some of his childhood; I didn't know that he would heal so fast, I thought it would take months on end…and I was glad I was wrong. Even though we still had some work to do, he was improving, and knowing that, I can't help but smile.

Skitty and I climbed up the porch stairs of the Birch residence and was about to ring the doorbell when suddenly, the door burst open. I was a bit shocked at first, but when I saw who was standing there, I smiled.

"Good morning Mrs. Birch!" I said cheerfully.

"Oh," she said as she laughed, "hello May, are you here to see Brendan again?"

"Yup!"

Smiling, Mrs. Birch let Skitty and I into her home. "You came at the perfect time, May," she started, "I was just about to go into town to buy some groceries. Wally and Brendan are upstairs; they were actually waiting for you."

"Okay, thank you Mrs. Birch." I smiled back and headed up the stairs. I charged into Brendan's room and smiled brightly, "HEY GUYS! I'M HERE!"

As I opened my eyes I gasped to see Wally on the floor and Brendan and Poochyena laughing at him. Playing cards were scattered everywhere and slowly, Wally rolled over, revealing an unconscious Ralts. "Ow," Wally whined, "hey May, don't you ever knock? If you did I would have been able to move away from the door. You are outrageously strong."

"You nailed Wally right in the back of the head!" Brendan cried as he and Poochyena rolled around hysterically.

My shoulders dropped and I laughed, "S-sorry Wally."

The green haired boy slowly got up from the floor and rubbed the back of his head. At the same time, his Ralts shook her head and glared at me. Skitty and I simply stared at the scene and shrugged.

"Hey, anyway," I started as I picked up one of the cards from the floor, "what were you guys doing?"

"Well, we were playing Go-Fish before you hit Wally during his turn!" Brendan laughed and he wiped a tear from the corner of his eye.

"Laugh all you want, Brendan," Wally said as he folded his arms, "you're probably just happy that May interrupted the game before I could win!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Brendan said as he waved a hand at his friend.

"Okay guys," I interrupted, "calm down, how about we go outside and enjoy the weather?"

"It's too hot out," Wally whined.

"Hm, I like air-conditioning," Brendan added.

"You guys are lazier than a Snorlax! Now, c'mon you can't stay cooped up here forever!"

I grabbed both of their arms and began to drag them out of the room. I was halfway down the hall when I had to stop. These guys are heavier than they look! I dropped their arms and held onto my knees.

"You," I huffed, "you have to help me out."

Suddenly, Mrs. Birch called out from the kitchen, "Wally, Brendan, May, would you come to town with me? I realized that I need a lot more things than I thought!"

Slowly a smile blossomed across my lips and I glanced back at the boys who were beginning to get up. What a perfect opportunity! I cleared my throat and smiled sweetly at them.

"We can't just leave your mother out there to struggle with the groceries, Brendan. We should be nice, helpful children and help out a needy mother who asked for our help."

Brendan and Wally looked at each other and sighed. They shrugged and I laughed with victory.

-Brendan's POV-

Wally, May, and I walked through this so called, Odale Town, and passed stall after stall. The three of us trailed behind, and held all of the grocery bags while my mother roamed around freely and looked at the different foods.

I looked across Wally to where May resided. Apparently, she was enjoying this shopping trip. She had a large smile on her face and she kept glancing at all of the different novelty stores. All of a sudden, we heard a cry from in front of us. I immediately looked forward to see that my mother was arguing with another woman over an unnecessary spring hat.

"Oh, boy," May sighed, "my mom had a moment like this once and it didn't turn out too well. I'll go and hold her purse."

With a grunt, May pushed her bag into Wally's arms and joined my mother in her battle. I laughed as my mom handed her earrings and purse to May, while the other women handed her accessories to her daughter. Neither woman seemed to care that the hat they were going to fight for was lying on the ground, defenseless. And…was May supporting this, or was she just going to watch as two ladies fought over a silly hat?

"Can you believe her?" Wally asked as he turned away from the hollering.

"Who?" I asked as we sat on a bench far away from arguing women.

"Stuffing her bag into my hands," Wally mumbled, folding his arms, "who does she think she is?"

I laughed at him and shook my head, "you shouldn't let that kind of thing bother you."

"I know, I know."

Wally leaned back against the bench and sighed. I didn't understand the relationship between the two. They usually teased each other and I never really understood why. I folded my arms and closed my eyes, trying to tune out all of the yelling we heard from across the grass. I never knew that a summer hat could cause so much…squawking.

Finding nothing much to do, I tried to recall my memories by 'calming my brain', an exercise May told me to do in my free time. Surprisingly, even though I had no idea where she got it from, it worked. Calm your thoughts, and focus on regaining your memories.

Suddenly, I remembered something! Yes, the technique was a success! Apparently, there was a man who worked for my dad but then he quit. I couldn't exactly remember his name or what he looked like, but something about him I didn't trust.

Sighing, I opened my eyes to see that Wally had fallen asleep and the blabbering had calmed down. My mother and the other shopper were shaking hands because, apparently there was a new shipment of other hats. Other ladies surrounded the new batch of bonnets, trying them on, and enjoying themselves. Sadly, the hat that was previously fought over was now on the ground, torn to shreds by perfectly manicured nails.

May was laughing happily with another girl as she tried on a light blue hat that matched her eyes. Mom was admiring an exotic headpiece that another lady was wearing. It looked like a somewhat like a scene from a movie.

I was distracted from all the merriment when I saw a man walking past the parade. He was clad in black and his hair seemed to be glowing red. The man seemed out of place in the happy town and for just a moment, he met my gaze. His eyes were cold and heartless, and as he rounded the corner, I saw that there was a red mountain insignia on the back of his clothing.

I glared at the man, he seemed suspicious, but something about him was…familiar. Curiosity getting the best of me, I forgot everything around me and followed the man.

-Wally's POV-

My head jerked up and I looked around, had I fallen asleep? It felt like days had gone by and I didn't even know where I was for a moment. Stretching a bit I realized that all of the yelling and hooting had stopped, instead, it was replaced by laughing and happy chatter.

"Hey Brendan," I started as I rubbed my tired eyes, "do you know what time it is?"

I turned my head to see that the spot next to me was empty. My eyes widened to an inhuman extent and I quickly looked around for a boy with black hair, shorts, and a red shirt. To my horror, he was no where to be found. He can't just disappear! I know, maybe he went in that crowd of women over there!

Getting up, I soon found that my neck was killing me and that my back was sore. Shaking my head I ran from the bench and looked for May in the crowd. Finally, I spotted her mingling with another girl.

"May!" I cried, "You have to help me! Brendan-Brendan's gone!"

The girl frowned at me while May simply blinked. She was probably thinking, did he say what he just said…or am I hallucinating? She scratched the outside of her ear and finally, her face suddenly lit up, May swung her head back and burst into laughter. At that same time, my mouth dropped open and I slapped my forehead, I knew it. Suddenly, she patted my shoulder and put her other hand on her hip.

"Okay Wally," she said sarcastically as she shook her head, "nice joke. Yeah, I understand that you like to be funny sometimes and all that jazz but, seriously, that is not funny."

I grunted and shook my head, "what the heck are you talking about? I'm not trying to be funny and I don't think that I am! I-"

"Ah," she interrupted as she put her finger to my mouth.

Shaking her finger off of my face I grabbed her shoulders and glared, "You aren't listening to what I have to say! Brendan…is…MISSING!"

May's eyes widened and she simply stared at me. Finally, she gets it. I let go of her shoulders and folded my arms, waiting for her to react. 3…2…1

"AAHHHHHHHH!" she screamed. All of the people looked at her with confused expressions on their faces.

"May," Mrs. Birch began worriedly, "is everything alright?"

We looked at each other with panic in our eyes. If we told Mrs. Birch what was going on, she would probably have a breakdown or worse. Not wanting to worry her, I answered, "Um, I'll take May away from here before she screams again."

"Yup," May added, "we'll be…over there."

We pointed in two different directions and glared at each other. Shaking our heads, we simply smiled sheepishly and chuckled our way to the bench. Mrs. Birch simply stared at us with a questioning expression when another lady got her attention again. Finally away from the crowd, we nodded to each other; now we had to find Brendan.

-Brendan's POV-

I crawled my way through the bushes to see the man standing by a river. His hands were clasped behind his back and he was holding a hat like thing, apparently he had gone shopping too, weird. He began to pace slightly and he stopped again, this time in a place where I couldn't see him. I adjusted my position to see him clearly, but this time, a pokémon was with him. According to my dad's knowledge, this was Kadabra.

I didn't even see the man take out a pokè ball and call it out. This guy is weird, why am I even here? I should head back; this whole thing is pretty stupid. As I turned around to go, he called out to me.

"I know you are there, boy," he started with his emotionless voice, "come out now."

My eyes widened and I looked around for something to throw at him. Why the heck am I going to throw something at him? Run, just run and pretend nothing happened! I was about to make a break for it when all of a sudden, I was floating in thin air.

I was turned around to see that the Kadabra was using his psychic power to control my movements. I squirmed and tried to shake free, but it was useless. Slowly I was placed on the ground in front of the two, but the Kadabra didn't set me free.

"Hello, boy," the man started, keeping his distance.

"Who are you? What do you want with me, old man?" I asked icily.

The man chuckled and folded his arms, "you haven't changed one bit, Brendan."

I clenched my teeth and glared at him, "How do you know who I am?"

"Oh, I remember now, you lost your memory, didn't you? You don't know who I am." Slowly, he approached me and once we were face to face, the man pushed my bangs away, revealing my scar on my forehead. "Quite a scar you have there, Brendan."

"Get away from me you freak!" I wanted to dig his fist into the man's face and send him flying across the river.

"You haven't changed a bit." Shaking his head, he took the hat in his hands and smoothed out the cloth.

"You can't say anything about me! You don't know who I am! Let me go!"

"Do you feel embarrassed by that scar, Brendan?"

My eyes widened, sure I felt a bit self-conscience when people stared at it, I mean, who wouldn't be? I wasn't the kind of person who liked to show off his wounds. I looked away from the man's stares and glared at a tree instead.

Suddenly, the man put the hat on my head and pulled it over my eyes. "Hey! What the?" I pulled the hat off and realized that the man had disappeared, and that I could move again. Looking down at the hat in my hands I saw that it was kind of like a bandana with a white cotton part coming out of the top. It…looks…pretty cool.

Blinking a few times, I placed it on my head and adjusted it until it felt alright. I felt my forehead, and realized that I didn't feel my scar anymore. "Thanks?" I looked around again and was about to head back into town when I felt a sudden pang. Shaking my head, I frowned and disappeared in the tall bushes.

-May's POV-

Wally and I were getting all freaked out now. Well, unlike me, he could keep a straight face and appear to be sane. I on the other hand was having a breakdown. I looked under a bench, in the grass, and in a trash-can! And the thing that bothered me the most is that I couldn't call out his name because Wally told me not to. What in the world was up with that? In all of the movies I had watched, when a person was looking for another person, they would call out their name. To me, it didn't make any sense! But then, I reminded myself that Wally wasn't like other people.

After scourging through a newspaper pile, I heard Wally call out to me. I turned around swiftly and almost lost my balance once I saw who was next to him.

"BRENDAN!" I screamed as I sprinted over to the pair.

I wrapped my arms around Brendan's neck and squeezed tight, making sure that he couldn't breathe. He deserved it anyway, running off without telling anyone where he was going, what is up with that?

"M-M-May," Brendan choked out, "l-let g-go I-I c-can't b-bre-breathe!"

Finally after another ten seconds I let go of him and wiped away my tears. When I looked back at him, he was taking deep breaths and his face was red. That's when I realized for the first time, that he was wearing a strange hat. Frowning I pointed at it and tilted my head.

"Where did you get that?" I asked.

Taking in another breath, he adjusted it and smiled, "I actually don't know, but it reminds me of one I had when I was three."

Right at that moment, Wally and I gasped. Brendan remembered something again! "Brendan, you remember when you were three?" we asked at the same time.

"Yeah," Brendan said as if he didn't know what we were talking about, "and the times when I was two, four, five, six, seven, eight, and now."

Wally's mouth dropped open and he cleared his throat, "You remember everything? When is your birthday?"

"April second, and that is in six days."

"Do you remember Wally's and my birthday?" I asked.

"Yup, Wally's is March thirteenth, and May's is on April fourth, which is two days after mine."

Right at that moment, Wally and I hugged Brendan and laughed, "You remember!"

"Oh, there you three are!" came a voice. We all turned around to see that Mrs. Birch was holding all of the groceries, along with a new hat on her head. The three of us laughed and took the bags from her arms. "Thank you!" she cried happily as she stretched her arms, "now, let's head home."

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