Hey, hey, hey guys! This is chapter 5 of Dreams. Thanks for your reviews! You will know if Piplup evolves when if happens in the chapters. Sorry, no spoilers guys! This chapter is where the rated T comes from. There is quite a lot of swearing. If you are against that than don't read it. Whatever floats you boat!

Disclaimer: I still don't own Pokemon

Chapter 5: Truth or Dare?

Paul's POV

"Iron Man," she whines.

I just grunt.

"Iron Man."

"…"

"Iron Man."

"…"

"Iron Man."

"WHAT?!" I shout at her.

She smirks at the fact that I fell for it. Crap. I shoulda seen that one coming.

"No, seriously, Iron Man. I'm tired. Can we set up camp here?" Troublesome asks with that annoyingly beautiful smile of hers. I frown at her plead.

"No. Violet City is really close from here. You'll have to wait until we get to the Pokemon Center to book a room for the night," I tell her with a frown.

"But I'm tired! Please? I did fall down a CLIFF today!"

I don't know why I gave in. Maybe I was tired, too? Or maybe I just didn't want to get into a fight with her? If I was to get into a fight with her, it'd make travelling on this journey very hard. I would most likely leave her while she's asleep if the fighting then get worse. Leaving her alone could lead many possibilities to kidnappers, angry Pokemon, rapists and many more shady people.

"Fine. We'll set up camp here."

We collected logs and branches and made a fire. Then for dinner, we finished up the sandwiches Troublesome made.

While we were eating, Dawn was staring at me, wanting to talk. I concentrated on my food, not wanting any interaction with her.

After dinner, our Pokemon went back into their poke balls (even Piplup, and that took a while) and we laid our sleeping bags on the floor. Mine was a black one. Dawn's was a stupid hue of baby pink.

"Good night then," I say gruffly, eyeing her pyjamas. She was wearing a yellow spaghetti shirt, orange and red striped flannel shorts, with a thick woolen cream cardigan on.

"Night," she replies, maneuvering herself into her sleeping bag.

I was just about to drift off to sleep when Troublesome (I told you she was trouble) started talking.

"Paul? I can't get to sleep. Wanna play Truth or Dare?"

I knew I couldn't fall back to sleep (THANK YOU TROUBLESOME!) so I gave up.

"Fine," I agree while sitting up.

"Yay! But you have to promise to answer anything I tell you – okay?" she barters.

I'm curious what she's gonna ask me ask me but I nod my head.

"Good. You go first."

"Truth or Dare, Troublesome?" I ask half heatedly.

"Dare."

I smirk, "I dare you to get lost and stop accompanying me on my journey."

"Paul!" she barks at me, an an eye brow rose, and hands on hips. "Anyway, its you, who's accompanying me!" She sticks her tongue out angrily.

'Yeah, right,' I think dryly. 'You're the one who asked me if you could come with me.' I choose another possible dare for her.

"I dare you to tell me why you insist of calling me Iron Man," I decide with a glare.

It's her turn to smirk.

"Is it because I'm incredibly strong?" I ask flexing my muscles, joking only slightly.

She seems to find that extremely funny. She giggles for a while.

"No. It's because Iron Man is made of iron and he shows no emotion. You're not made of iron but you do show no emotion either, except anger," she explains while trying to keep a straight face.

Dawn's POV

I couldn't keep my laugh in. It's just too funny! I start laughing hysterically while he frowns and sighs at me. I can see he is not too eager to carry on playing.

I immediately stop laughing, straighten myself up, and take away my smile.

"Truth or Dare, Iron Man?" I ask.

"Truth," he says quietly.

Ooooooh! He's chosen the easy option. He's not getting out of this one so easily!

"Something happened to you when you moved away. If so, tell me what happened," I dare with a mischievous gleam in my eye.

He looks surprised. His eyes are wide with alarm.

"You used to be such a cheerful boy. When I was sad, you used to cheer me up," I add softly.

He sighs, "Fine, I'll tell you, but you have to swear not to tell anyone." His eyes look at mine with such anger that I just want to shiver and move away.

I nod.

"After we moved, Reggie and I went to the grocery store to get some food while my parents were unpacking stuff. When we came back, the house was ablaze. I spotted a man in black running from the house. When the police, the ambulance and the firemen came, they rescued my parents, who were still in the house. They were quickly rushed to hospital but they both died in the ambulance." His voice cracked as he said that last sentence.

I stood up and sat next to him.

"Oh, poor you," I condole soothingly.

"Don't pity me," he whispers fiercely.

"But I know how it feels-"

"NO, YOU DON'T! UGH! YOU CAN'T POSSIBLY KNOW HOW IT FEELS!" he roars at me. I look at him, taken aback. I think this if the first time he's ever been angry with me. I mean, in Twinleaf, he'd used to get slightly miffed by me, but never truly angry. His onyx eyes looked cold, the kind of cold that made me want to curl in a ball for all eternity.

We're both quiet for a while.

Before I can stop myself, I say it.

"Yes I do," I mutter while shaking. "I know how it feels."

He glares at me, shaking his head. He clearly doesn't believe me.

"I do. I was only twelve. My father was a reporter so he was away from home a lot. He used to take brilliant pictures! Most of them were landscapes, where lots of Pokemon frolicked, eating berries and looking after their young. Sometimes, he would take pictures of houses, maybe of famous Pokemon researchers. He once went all the way to Kanto, in Pallet Town, to get a picture of the famous Pokemon professor, Professor Oak. He was a good friend of Professor Rowan, so he had many opportunities. I played piano when he was away, it made me feel like I was with him wherever he went. It was gonna be my piano recital and I begged him to come, even though he had work. He agreed, and flew from Hoenn to Hearthome, then drove to Jubilife City. While he was driving to my recital, he was in a big car crash. His heart stopped immediately…" I tell him, letting tear drops roll down my face.

Paul's POV

Oh, no. What have I done? Now she's crying. Her eyes were welling up with tears, and they were streaming down her face, like a waterfall. I look at her awkwardly. Should I comfort her? I'm not very good in these situations...

"Its okay," I promise her while rubbing my hand on her back awkwardly.

"But you don't understand! It's MY ENTIRE FAULT!" she squeals, sobbing loudly, covering her face. I wipe away a tear with my hand, and smooth her hair out of her face.

I then (slowly) put my arm around her and lie down with her in my sleeping bag. She doesn't seem to notice my blush as she's still crying hard.

I watch her crying for a little bit, sniffling and sobbing a lot more gently. Her eyelashes close gracefully, caked with dry tears and shushed memories. She looks beautiful, but also very troubled.

Eventually, she falls asleep in my arms. I watch her for a little bit, tuning my heartbeat with hers, taking watch that no one can barge in. Not long later, I fall asleep as well.

In the morning, she's still my arms.

Awwww! Don't you just wanna cry with happiness? I sure do! Paul is such a sweetie! This chapter was such a DRAMA BOMB! Hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Chapter 6 will be up soon! Review, review and review! =]