She's walking down the road to the Contest Hall for the Grand Festival.

Well not exactly on the road. She's walking on the grass. The vibrancy of the monocotyledonous plant reminding her of a certain coordinator that she hasn't seen in a while.

During that first disastrous attempt to travel by herself Drew always seemed to be there at the precise moment she needs him. He always seemed to show up when she was lost or upset. She doesn't know how he did it but he has great timing.

But afterwards, when she got used to it, she gained confidence and independence. She wouldn't get lost and she wouldn't feel so dejected when she lost a contest.

And he didn't show up as often. Gradually she saw him less and less, until she never saw him except for the occasional contest and the Grand Festival.

Every time she saw him at the Grand Festival she would grin like a maniac and hurl herself at him in a death hug.

This year she will not do that. She will steel herself from him. She has hugged him and missed him all these years and he still doesn't show up like he used to.

She's always wondering why he doesn't show up anymore. When she was traveling with Ash and when she was by herself he always came up at when she wasn't looking.

She walks up to the Nurse Joy at the counter to register. She hands the pink haired nurse her contest ribbon case.

"I would like to enter please." Nurse Joy smiles and scans her ribbons, verifying her.

"Here you go," she smiles and gives back her case along with a slip of paper. "And here's your number."

May smiles back. "Thanks Nurse Joy."

"May."

May steeled her emotions against the voice behind her. Slowly, she turns around. There he is.

His hands are resting in his pockets and he has his infamous smirk on his face. The picture before her is the definition of nonchalance.

She tried to be immune to him. She really did. But seeing him after months the last time she spotted him, a year after the last time she really talked to him, and three years the last time she really seen him. She crumbles under her resolve.

Drew sees the exact moment she crumbles. He knows she wants to stay mad at him but can't. He purposely has been avoiding her the past few years. But it's only because she doesn't need him anymore.

The first few years he stayed close because he felt that he needed to protect her. During that time she did need someone, so why not him? After the first few years she got used to being by herself and became a mature, independent, beautiful woman and he backed off more and more. She doesn't need him anymore, and he misses that.

He misses her.

"Drew," she breathes. She clears her throat. "H-hey." She closes the distance between them until she was so close he'd just have to lean forward and he would have been kissing her.

Instead, she threw her arms around his neck and shoulders, in a hard hug.

"I missed you." She whispers.

He returns her hug, crushing her smaller form against his body.

"I missed you, too"

A/N: Happy Contestshipping day! I don't own Pokémon but I do own death hug… well my friend named it but I'm the one that does it ^^ Tell me how I did!