My eyes suddenly fling open as I finally realize something I was too distracted to notice before. Who was I talking to? Who would be out here so late at night? I was certain that I was the only one sitting here. But I heard some one else's voice, didn't I? To figure out whether I truly heard something or was becoming crazy, I turn ever so slowly.

I gasp more from surprise then anything else, when my suspicions were confirmed. Next to the rock on the grass covered ground with long orange hair that gently swayed in the wind, was a young lady. She sat with her legs brought to her chest, her crossed arms and head resting on her knees. I caught sight of her striking violet eyes, the same color of the blouse she wore, and she smiled a nice wide joyful smile. Well, it's not going to be exactly the same, now is it?" She says with a giggle as she sat up straight, gracefully shoving her flaying hair behind her ear.

Just out of no where she came. Who was this mysterious girl? Even with my sensitive ears, I didn't hear when she sat beside me. Needing to know, I hesitantly begin to stutter out my question, but it was not answered. However, the fact that she completely disregarded my question did not make me angry in the slightest as she began to explain something just as interesting.

"I've been watching you." she says causing me to obviously make a concerned look as she continues while waving her arms in front of herself, with an embarrassed expression on her face. "Not like I was stalking you or anything." She says with another happy giggle. "Just since you and your group have gotten here."

There's no possible way that I wouldn't have been able to notice a girl in the middle of the forest. She seems to have read my mind as she points to a near by tree, though the gesture doesn't help my confusion at all. "I was watching you from the branch on that tree, up there."

"How?" I ask quietly, just enough to be heard. "How could you be up there without us noticing?" I was a bit relieved when she grinned, a sign that she was intending to answer this question unlike the last.

"Don't you know yet?" She asks suddenly standing up with a jump, her white skirt lashing around her. "I'm a witch." She says standing in front of me, holding up her arms if presenting herself. "And before you say anything." She says holding up a finger. "I know I don't look like what you would think a witch would look like."

I simply stay silent and nod with agreement with this. She obviously didn't appear like your stereotypical witch, not dark at all. "Everyone expects something like this." She says leaving me wonder about what she was doing as she began to twirl around.

I have to make sure that my eyes are working correctly now that she stopped her spinning. Though she is presenting me with the same happy appearance she began with, now she is wearing something completely different. Now she truly appears like a witch is supposed to look like. A black colored cloak hangs from her shoulders while a pointed hat covered her head.

"I can pull this look off too." she says pulling her hat to cover her face just a bit, giving her a more mysterious feel. "But I prefer not to." she says completely removing her hat and cloak, and with another quick spin she leaves me dumbfounded. The clothes she once had in her hand was now flying away as they had turned into a zubat.

I turn to her, certain that my eyes appeared like saucers, but her smile remained the same. "What?" she asks chuckling. "Doesn't that explain it?" she says lifting her index finger to her lip, tipping her head back and begins to hum. Stopping abruptly she snaps her arms to her and shouts. "Silly me, of course it doesn't."

As she takes a step closer to me and bends down to my height, I try my hardest not to step back myself. I have to admit that this normal looking young girl is scaring me, especially now that she is nearing my ear and in a very quiet whispers she says. "But this will."

I gasp again when she takes a grand leap back with a laugh. I find myself as still as a vegetable, anticipating her next move when she begins to flap her arms. With one final move, being a quick jump she makes me more astonished then ever since our meeting. I can't believe this. I must be dreaming. I'm no longer peering into violet eyes of a girl, but into the eyes of a bird. A Noctowl was flying in front of me, wings and everything. Just as I blink to make sure my vision was not failing me, she brings her wings in and transforms back into her human self.

By this point all fear left my body. I can't be afraid after this. She can change, she can change. She has the ability to become a pokémon or a human at will. This, this could be my only opportunity. There may be a way to finally make myself like you. You, I had actually forgotten about you for a moment, but now. Now, I have to remember, for this could be my only real chance to be with you. It could be my only chance for me to make you notice me. Really notice me. Notice me as someone besides your best friend, besides your companion, besides...your servant.

"Please." I beg to her. My small fists up to my chest, trying to hold back tears that threatened to come out. "Please, tell me." I say walking to the edge of the rock I sat on. "Is there any possible way for me to be able to change like you? Can you make me human?"

Tilting her head slightly as she lowered herself to me once more, she lightly cupped my cheek and for the first time since I recognized her next to me, her happy beam was removed. The grin being replaced with a sweet empathetic smile. "Yes, there is." She answers softly.

"Then please. Please make me human." I plead to her, begging with my hands, my eyes, my whole being. " I'll repay you. I don't know how, but I will. Please." I say with desperation when she lets go of my face and stands up with a sigh.

"They're will be no need." She says nervously rubbing her arm with the other. "But, are you certain it's something you really want?"

Really want? It's been something I've been dreaming about for years. Ever since the end of that first day. The day when my hate for you became something completely different. When my feelings flipped entirely. Is it what I really want? No, it's…it's something I need. "Yes. Yes." I say nodding frantically causing the water that I had been trying to hold in, to finally fall.

"Oh." She says running her fingers through her hair. "But, you do know that. That what you're doing, and what you will be doing. It's considered…" she stops momentarily. Probably to give me a chance to brace myself. But I know. I know what she was about to say. "It's considered forbidden."

"I know." I stutter out, while wiping away some fallen tears. "I know it is, in more then one way, but still." I answer, giving a sad smile. "I still have to do this."

"Very well." She says nodding with understanding. "Follow me then."

-

So, you are sure?" She asks me one more time as I follow her into a forest clearing. But I don't answer out loud, I just give a slight confident nod that lets her know exactly how I feel.

I'm sure. I have to be. I've never been so sure of anything in my life. So, I stand boldly. Boldly with my arms to my side, chest out, and chin up. And though I try my hardest, one last stubborn tear still breaks through. And, begins rolling down my redden cheek, but I do not remove it. I don't even bother to acknowledge it's existence, for I'm ready.

I see her walking towards me, but I do not move. She pulls out a stone like object from a bag that I could swear she didn't have before, but it doesn't bother me. She lowers herself to me like before and presents me with the stone. It's such a beautiful stone. It's a stunning dark green with light swirls of gold. Just beautiful.

"This is what will help you change." She says handing the stone to me. "It's just like a regular evolution stone. Just a rare and special one, that has the ability to turn pokémon into humans. Well, I guess it's not just like a regular stone." She stopped to smile a real smile that I had been beginning to miss, but the moment did not last long enough. Soon, her happy smile reverted back to serious features as she placed her hands over my own that were now holding the stone. "When you're ready.." She began to say as she let go of my hands and backed away. Instead of giving me outward instructions she simply gestured by placing her hand near her heart.

I look down at the lovely stone in my hands, is this what I want? I think I'm having second thoughts. "Ha." I laugh. I can't have second thoughts. Not now. Not when I'm so close to you. So, I lift this stone that holds all my wishes, my dreams, my future. This is, this is for you. Screw patience now.

With one quick glance up to the witch that helped me, I shove the stone towards me and close my eyes. My eyes stay shut as a relaxing, tingling warm feeling is immediately showered all through me. I've always wondered how it was like to use a stone. If I would have know that it felt this nice, maybe I would have used one sooner. This feeling makes me feel at peace, but nothing ever last, does it?

Unexpectedly the gentle sweet feeling was gone. Now, I become scared as I'm lifted off the ground, floating in mid-air. I don't know what to do. I can't move. I can't see. There's a blinding light surrounding me. I don't know what's going on. I feel my body changing. It hurts. I close my eyes as tightly as possible. Anything to make the pain lessen. But this is worth it. I know it is. I know. It has to be. But, I can't take it now. I tried, but I can't. And, So, I scream. I scream, until I can't. Until my throat and lungs burn. Until I can't remember. Until it starts to get dark. But before it's to late, I push back the throbbing pain in my chest, to release my last declaration and last rolling tear to.

"I love you…"