Sorry everyone for the delay. I meant to originally upload this a couple days ago, but I had a case of writer's block. After this chapter, I think the writing will be a little smoother. Also, I'm getting a sequel planned already, though it may be a while before this story is over. Oh well, disclaimer Gible.

Gible: *gnaws on scarcrow151's head* he doesn't own pokemon.

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Pikachu thanked the Chansey as she unhooked him from the beeping machine. It's been two days since Pikachu and Buneary exchanged the harsh words, and they haven't spoken since. Infernape informed Buizel and Croagunk about Pikachu's feelings and right now were the only ones who knew what was happening. Buneary decided against telling everyone what Pikachu said, but they knew something was up. As Pikachu walked out of the room, he was surprised that no one was in the waiting room. They're probably all mad at me, Pikachu thought miserably. This was proven wrong however when the Chansey pointed him towards a different room. He walked confused, then jumped as everyone yelled.

"SURPRISE" Pikachu looked around the heavily decorated room. There were balloons on the wall and ceiling, a giant cake on the table, with all of a lot off cards on the table. He recognized them as the cards from the table next to his bed, but he had been too tired to read them. He continued looking at the room to see Ash, Dawn, Brock, and all of their pokemon wearing party hats. As he slowly got over his shock, Ash walked up to him with a party hat for him.

"Pikachu, I bet you're wondering what this is all about." Ash said gently. Pikachu nodded.

"Well you see, we wanted to celebrate you're getting better. Nurse Joy said you could've died, and if I ever lost you buddy-" Ash broke down crying at the thought of losing his best friend. Pikachu put a paw on Ash's hand and shot a smile at him.

"(Ash, I'm fine. It'll take a lot more than Team Rocket to kill me,)" Pikachu said. Ash smiled, being able to understand Pikachu, and wiped his eyes. Ash picked Pikachu up and hugged him.

"I know, you're right. And after the shocking you gave them, I doubt we'll see them for a loong time. Well, in any case, let's enjoy this party." Ash put Pikachu down and stood up and walked over to Dawn and Brock so the other pokemon could see Pikachu. The pokemon crowded around Pikachu, finally getting more time to talk to them. He didn't hear a word they said though as he looked for one important pokemon.

"(She's still in her pokeball,)" Infernape whispered in Pikachu's ear. Pikachu looked down sadly, still wanting to apologize to Buneary for what he said.

"So Pikachu, can you please inform us, what the hell is going on between you and Buneary?" Piplup asked. Pikachu looked at Buizel, Croagunk and Infernape in turn before shrugging his shoulders.

"Does it really matter? Please just leave it alone," Pikachu begged. Unfortunately, with nosy pokemon like this he was bound to get pestered some more.

"Did something happen between you and Buneary?"

"Why doesn't she want to see you?"

"Why was she crying?" Pikachu felt cornered by these questions and felt tears coming to his eyes. Then, to everyone's surprise, Pikachu had an unlikely hero pipe up.

"(Listen...can you guys shut up...Pikachu has had...a rough week as it is...he probably is too tired...too answer all of you questions)" Croagunk said, looking at the group with his famous unnerving stare. Pikachu gave Croagunk a grateful nod, who gave a nod back. Buizel and Infernape shot a look between each other. Ash called the gang over for cake, for which Pikachu was grateful for. Brock served Pikachu first, followed by the young ones. Gible downed his in one bite, before Brock could finish serving the rest of the pokemon. Everyone sweat dropped at the young pokemon's antics, before returning to their meals. Pikachu sat in between Infernape and Buizel. Pikachu saw this as a perfect opportunity to ask them about Buneary. The other pokemon finished their cake fast, and started a game of tag.

"(How is she?)" Pikachu muttered just soft enough for the two to hear.

"(Pretty bad shape, she's still pissed at you. I don't think you'll have to worry about her fangirling you for a while.)" Buizel whispered nonchalantly. Pikachu winced at the damaged he must've caused the poor rabbit pokemon. Infernape shot Buizel a sharp glance for his careless words. Realizing how careless he sounded, Buizel tried again.

"(I mean,uhh,she's,ummm,fine,uhh)" Infernape got up and hit Buizel over the head. Buizel scratched his head in embarrassment at fumbling with his words.

"(It's ok Infernape, I know I've screwed up pretty badly. I wouldn't blame her if she never spoke to me again.)" Infernape looked at Pikachu sadly as he watched Pikachu nibble at his cake, tears welling up.

"(Pikachu it'll be okay, she can't stay mad at you forever. I think if you give it a little more time to cool off, she'll be ready for an apology.)"Infernape said. Pikachu looked up at the fire monkey with hope glistening in his eyes.

"(Are you sure Infernape?)" Pikachu asked. Infernape nodded, and Pikachu, feeling a little more hopeful, finished his cake, and went to play with the other pokemon, with Buizel following him. Infernape on the other hand went to Dawn's bag and grabbed a pokeball from it. Going out onto the balcony, he released the rabbit pokemon so he could talk to her. The rabbit pokemon looked around upon being called out, and was surprised to see not Dawn, but Infernape standing there.

"(Infernape I told you, I'm not going to the party.)" Buneary said crossly, still very upset. Infernape sighed.

"(Can you at least let him apologize, he feels very guilty.)" Infernape asked, almost begging. He can't imagine life with a depressed Pikachu all of the time.

"(I'm sorry Infernape, but he went too far. Besides, I'm starting to realize that Pikachu isn't returning these feelings I had for him. I think it's better if I just leave him alone for now on. )" Buneary said. Infernape shook his head sadly. If only you knew, Infernape knew though it wasn't in his place to tell her the mouse's feelings. It was something Pikachu was going to have to do himself. Meanwhile, unknown to the two, the yellow mouse himself happened to be listening to the two talk, his heart breaking at Buneary's words. He was ready to walk in until Buneary started speaking again.

"(If you don't mind, Infernape I would like to go back into my pokeball, I still want to be left alone if you don't mind.)" Infernape nodded in understanding, and returned Buneary to her ball. As he walked out, Pikachu quickly ran away, not wanting Infernape to know he heard what they said. So Buneary doesn't like me like that anymore. It's for the best, definitely. Although Pikachu tried comforting himself with these thoughts, he still felt hollow inside.

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Pikachu looked at the clock on the wall in the party room. Everyone crashed in the party room, though Nurse Joy didn't mind given the circumstances. Pikachu on the other hand could fall asleep despite going back to play after hearing the conversation. Although he played, he felt the hollowness inside him the entire time.

"(12:45)" He readout loud, softly. Pikachu looked out at the stars in the window. He usually never stood up this late, but depression kept him awake. He walked over to the table with the cards on it. He was curious to what they said. As he read them, he realized the rest of the pokemon plus the three trainers all made get well cards for him, with the pokemon writing messages in their own language. He looked through them, taking the time to read each one. He smiled at the kid's cards, with Happiny's cute little hearts, Cyndaquil's dragons and Gible's half eaten card. He laughed at Buizel's card, the weasel actually really funny once you got to know him. It was 1:30 when he had one card left to read, and when he did there was a note inside.

Dear Pikachu,

I cannot express how touched I am of how much you cared for my wellbeing back on the machine. I'm sorry you got hurt, when it should have been me in here. I don't know if it was actual feelings for me, or me just overreacting, but either way you really made me feel special. I know I may not be subtle about my feelings around you, but I really want you to know how I actually feel. Pikachu I love you more than I could ever imagine loving. At first I thought it was just a crush, but now I see you're the perfect guy. Funny, charming, strong, and not to mention incredibly cute. And so, I want you to know, there is no one I want to spend my life with you more than anything else I wanted. Pikachu I know you may not return these feelings, but if you do, I would more than happily accept to be your mate.

XOXOXO

Love, Buneary.

Pikachu had to put his face into his hands so his sobs wouldn't the other pokemon. Buneary wrote this all for him, let him know how she was feeling, and he had to go and treat her the way he did. Pikachu got numbly down from the table, barely containing his hiccups, and curled next to Ash, crying hard into his pillow. Buneary, I'm so sorry. Pikachu kept on thinking until his crying finally led to the familiar darkness of sleep.

I'm sorry if this chapter was a bit depressing, but in my defense I did put this under Hurt. Will there be comfort however? Stay tuned to find out what happens next.