Daydream of a model

Here is the third chapter for you, thanks for still reading my story.

I guess this story will be finished after the next chapter, and afterwards I'll have to decide what to write next. I guess I'll start working at some kind of sequel focusing on Hugh and Iris...

I don't own the characters, places or pokemon itself, and I have no intention to make money with this story in any way.

Chapter 3: Confrontation in Nimbasa

Rosa was waiting for the return of her Unfezant at the beach of Undella Town in a mix of excitement and fear. The weather was still warm and dry here, thought there were some clouds covering up the sun from time to time. Before the girl left Lentimas City, Skyla told her everything she remembered about Nate and helped her to write a nice letter that wasn't to revealing. Before they parted ways, the gym leader gave her the HM2 as a parting gift.

She knew Nate would never be rude in any way on purpose, but Rosa was still afraid of getting a rejection. She hadn't seen him for so long! What if he just didn't like her anymore or even found another girlfriend? Looking at the picture from the news again, she noticed he was standing quite close to Iris...

Finally, she eyed her Unfezant, noticing her by the collar around her neck from a great distance. The model waved at her pokemon and ran her direction so she could already start the descent. As the bird landed on her arm, she remarked the new mail at her leg. But as she took it from the pokemon, she also remarked it being completely wet.

"Oh no, you let the letter get wet? You had to cover it with your body while flying through the rain!", she panicked. When she opened it, the ink was totally blurred. "I should have captured a Wingull like he did. Those pokemon do the job right on instinct!", she regretted.

The Unfezant hung her head abashed as Rosa called her back in her pokeball. "Now all I can do is head to Nimbasa City and hope for the best.", the girl sighted.

She made her way to the transition house in the north of Undella and checked the situation of the weather in Nimbasa City on the luminous blackboard writing. When she saw that it was as sunny as at her current position, she released her Unfezant again and besought her to fly her to her destination. The bird was a little unforgiving for the earlier grievance Rosa spoke out loud accidentally, since she wasn't used to her trainer getting disappointed by her, but did as requested.

The model carefully took place at the back of her pokemon as she slowly raised to the sky. After a few moments, the bird type got used to the extra weight. Her trainer on the other hand had her eyes closed because she was afraid of the height. She wouldn't have expected the pokemon to be strong enough to actually carry her through the sky and suddenly realized the mistake in her plan. She pleaded the pokemon to fly over the water so if she had fallen, she would have been able to release her Walrein to save her.

Rosa landed near the pokemon center and thought about where he would most likely look for her if he came when she spotted the battle subway. She came to the conclusion that the place where they first met was the best option. So she called back her Unfezant and placed at the door to wait for her love. It was nearly lunchtime and her stomach growled, but she didn't dare to move, so she just ate a few Oran Berrys.

Some people passing by recognized her and walked over to the model to greet her or ask her for an autograph, which she gave forced friendly, afraid of seeming impolite. But as she waited for him until the evening, she slowly stopped believing in him coming today. And slowly the fear of him not coming at all returned to her mind. The girl hung her head, unsure of what to do now.

Meanwhile, Nate rushed through the Join Avenue, searching for flowers to bestow her. He was late again! The boy wrote her to be at the battle subway in the early evening. He never told anybody, most likely because he just didn't want to bother others with it, but the reason for him being always in such a hurry was his fear of missing something because he was late. For someone who hated being late that much, he had serious problems with the observance of deadlines.

When he finally found flowers that seemed suitable and bought it, ignoring them being totally overpriced, he ran out of the passage and looked in the direction of the battle subway. He had a hard time stopping himself from cheering as he spotted the girl of his dreams in the distance where he saw her for the first time. But he also recognized someone else, who was running in her direction.

This time, Rosa didn't succeed in holding back the tears. Nate hadn't come. She knew that she would not be able to wait all night, thought seeing him again would have been definitely worth it. But she had no clue for him coming anyway, so as it started to get dark, she had to get to the pokemon center, ask for a place to sleep and try it again at the next day. She gulped at the thought of spending the rest of her life waiting for her love while he probably lived happily with another girl. If she had known where he was, she would have just sent him another mail, but he could have been anywhere by then.

Still lost in her thoughts, she turned to leave when a bunch of Team Plasma grunts appeared out of nowhere, knocked her down and stole her bag, in which she stored her pokemon. "No, give it back!", she pleaded crying as the fugitive thieves tried to escape.

But when they ran towards the Join Avenue, a loud attack order was to be heard. "Braviary, use Brave Bird!", Nate shouted. Simultaneously, he released his pokemon, which attacked the grunts immediately. It prostrated them to the ground and watched them slowly blacking out. Normally, he wasn't that hateful towards Team Plasma like Hugh would have been, he even allowed Ghetsis to escape, but those idiots just didn't want to learn. They still stole pokemon. They stole from his girl. They should have known better!

One of the scoundrels glanced at the young man who ordered the strike. "You're the boy who defeated Ghetsis.", he stammered.

"My friend told you we would catch every last one of you!", Nate reminded, giving the thieves a look of contempt before wresting the stolen bag from them and walking to the girl that was still lying on the ground, watching the scene in a mix of bewilderment and delight.

He knelt down in front of the model and offered her a hand. "May I help you?", he asked like a gentleman.