Ah, yeah, I was thinking about it. Seriously, I was. I was thinking of just editing the whole ending of this fanfic and just give it more justice or whatever. But, yeah, that requires time. Time that I don't really have D= So, I'm just leave this fanfic the way it was and as soon as it's done, I'm going to start posting its sequel, which is, imo, better =D

Thankies~

Chapter 19

"Daddy?" May reached for Norman's hand and Norman looked down at her.

"Yes honey?"

"Why… why are there orphans in the world? Do their mommies hate them?"

Norman smiled, "where did you get that idea from?"

"The man, the man at the Pokemon School said so. The man who cleans, he says there are orphans because their mommies don't like them any more."

Norman took May in his arms. "Well that's a silly idea, why would their mommies hate them?"

"The man said it's because they're bad, they're bad to their mommies and then their mommies make them orphans."

"Well, you don't have to worry about that May. Because your mommy and daddy love you very much."

May shook her head, "nuh-uh. Mommy and daddy love Max."

"And we love you, very much."

May stuck out her pinky in the air, "promise?"

Norman took out his pinky and wrapped it around May's tiny one. "Promise"

"Oh my God! Norman, come in here!"

Norman dropped May and ran into the living room, he immediately smiled.

May came into the living room to see both of her parents smiling, and between them sat

Max. Baby Max, drooling with his index finger up his nose.

"He said his first word!" exclaimed Carolyn happily.

Max looked up from Carolyn to May.

"What did he say?" asked May, nearing her baby brother.

"Ooh, just hear him! He'll say it again!"

Norman sat down beside Max, as if trying to encourage him. Max stared up at him before pulling his finger from his nose. "Dadadadadadadadadadadadada."

"See?!" said Carolyn. "He said it! He said it!"

May looked up to her excited mother. "Said what?"

Norman frowned, "dada, can't you tell?"

"Ooh, let's get the camera Norman, record this! I don't think May talked when she was this young. Max is one smart child."

Norman smiled as he stood up, "and he's our child."

"I can say more!" said May tugging at her father's shirt, "see I can say more than him."

"That's nice dear," Norman walked into the kitchen and emerged shortly after with a

camera in his right hand. He pressed on the recording button and faced it towards a

drooling Max. "Say it again son. Say 'dada'."

Max stared up at the camera and tried to get a hold of it from Norman.

"Come on Max," said Carolyn smiling. "Say 'dada'."

May stood up and walked towards Norman. She wanted to show him how much she could do that Max couldn't. But on her way there, she tripped over Max's bottle and hit into the camera. She fell face forward onto the floor with the camera beneath her chest.

"Oh no, May!" shouted Carolyn, rushing to her daughter's side.

May slowly rolled off of the camera and heard her parents' gasps.

"The camera!" screamed Carolyn. "Now we'll never be able to catch Max on tape!"

Norman reached for the broken up camera. "May, you should have been more careful."

May sat up and looked from one parent to the other. "But it was Max, Max's bottle!"

"Young lady, you should not blame this on your brother."

"But his bottle!"

Carolyn walked over to Max and picked him up. "Awe, you poor baby, you got scared

didn't you?"

Max stared up at Carolyn. "Gahhhh."

"B-but I was the one who tripped!" cried May.

Norman sighed, "I'll have to get this fixed."

"If May hadn't tripped on it, I guess we could have taped this today." said Carolyn.

May stood up, "but I'm hurt. Don't you care?"

"Honey, that was your fault." said Carolyn, heading towards Max's room. "Honestly,

sometimes I don't know what to do with you May."

May stared across at her parents. "But you promised." She said, her eyes dripping with her tears. "You promised you loved me." She looked back at Carolyn, quietly rocking Max in her arms. "Does that mean I will be an orphan?"

Carolyn looked over at Norman and back at May, "yes, yes it does."

"Noo!" May sat up immediately and looked around her surroundings. She was in a room. It had this cold feeling to it yet it was full of light. Somewhere to the side, a window was pulled open allowing sunlight to enter the room. There was a machine beside her bed, a machine for recording her heart beat. May's face grew pale, she was in a hospital.

There was only one other person in the room with her, a nurse. She was working on

May's machine when May sat up and screamed. Now the lady was by her side, patting her hand.

"I'm…in a hospital?"

"Yes dearie, you are. You had a quite a fall yesterday and were rushed to the hospital after losing consciousness."

May's eyes widened. "My baby!" she screamed, horrified. "My baby! My baby!"

"Calm down, nothing happened to your baby. I'll just tell you you're lucky you're only a month pregnant."

May stared down at her arms, they were a bit scratched and there was a small tube entering her right arm. She had never been in a hospital; she had never been the patient. She was the only one in her family who was never major sick in anyway.

The nurse smiled at May. "There was a nice boy who came with you last night. When it was confirmed that you would be alright, he told me to tell you that he had to go to a tournament in Johto so he couldn't stay with you."

"Ritchie?"

"Yeah, he's the one." The nurse made her way towards the door. Her foot steps lightly tapping onto the white floor. She reminded May of someone; she couldn't put her finger on it. "And dearie? He told me that when ever you get back to Pallet, you should go see him."

"B-but where are you going?"

The nurse smiled as she opened her door. "I need to go tend to another patient. But you can call for me anytime you'd like, and I'll be there." She gave May a small wave before leaving the room all completely.

"Wait… how do I do that?" asked May. But the nurse was no longer there, it was just

May. The room, now holding only one visitor seemed bigger. May's words were sucked into the walls, never leaving the room. Outside, she could hear foot steps, tapping on the white waxed floor. None stopping by her door, some not stopping at all. The people outside were always busy, going someplace, needed somewhere else. May felt for her tube as she thought of the nurse, who did she remind her of? The way the nurse had helped her, stayed by her side until no longer needed. May hugged her knees, now she remembered who it reminded her of, Ash. In some ways they were similar, the nurse had left her, just as Ash did. "This trip," muttered May, "was a big mistake."

"Was it really?"

May looked up to see none other than Ash, standing before her. She stared up at him in surprise before turning away angrily.

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry. I thought about it, and, well, it wasn't really fair of me."

May stared over at the window, ignoring Ash and so he continued, "it took me some time to actually notice you were mad at me for even considering going back to Misty. And I don't think it was fair of you to really make me guess if you're mad."

May felt her blood boiling as she turned back to Ash. "So it's my fault?! Am I always going to be blamed Ash?!"

"No, you're not always going to be blamed. And I'm not always going to guess how you're feeling. You have to tell me if you're angry with me for something or sad or hurt rather than have me guess."

"Guess that I'm angry?! Ash, wasn't it obvious?! I helped you! I stood by you when you needed me too! Why didn't you think I was angry?"

Ash shrugged, "May, I think it's pretty obvious that I'm dense when it comes to love. But I don't think you love me as much as you think you do."

"Of course I don't! Ever since yesterday…"

"Not ever since yesterday," interrupted Ash. "Not ever, you never loved me May."

"I thought you just said you were dense when it came to love."

Ash reached for the chair beside May's bed and slowly sat down. "I am, but I was alone last night, wasn't I? And I guess you could say I had a lot of time to think."

"But how-how do you know? How can you prove that I never loved you when I knew I loved you?"

"Because I feel the same thing you do. May, before the trip started, we both broke up, right? And after breaking up, we both felt alone and needed the reassurance that we weren't completely alone. We sought the same thing so we decided to stay together, talking to each other, thus we felt closer to each other, and since we were so desperate for someone to be there, we told ourselves we loved each other when really, we didn't."

May stared at Ash, her mouth gaping open. "That doesn't sound like you at all, and how did you figure out that you didn't…"

"Love you? When Misty called. And I bet for you, you still like Drew, May. And maybe all you're waiting for is for him to call you."

May stared down at her hands, she wasn't about to tell Ash Drew had been calling ever since they broke up.

"But that still doesn't come up for why you never tell us anything."

"What?"

"You, May, you never say what's bothering you. You never make a big deal of it; you

never hint at it, you don't even cry about it."

"What are you talking about? I always cry!"

Ash sighed, "sure you cry. But it's never for you, it's always for us. You always have your arms open to us, to me. But when we try to help you, you close up. You hold onto yourself tightly, almost as if you're hiding something or as if you believe no one can help you, but you. You always shroud yourself in silence, keeping your mouth shut and that way we get the impression you don't want to talk, so stay quiet. But I want you to tell me, I want you to really tell me what's going on May. It's not healthy at all to keep everything inside."

Don't allow yourself to weaken to his words.

"I'm not hiding anything, I was never hiding anything; I'm completely fine." May turned to Ash and forced a smile. "See? I'm happy."

"Then why are you crying?"

He is using you! Do not weaken to his words!

Ash stood up and sat down on May's bed beside her. "All I want to do is help you May. Why don't you allow me to?"

Because you're a user! Out of all people, I don't want you to help me.

May bit her lip before burying herself in her knees. "Because I don't want to see you go. I don't care how much you tell me I don't Ash, I know I love you."

Ash turned away, "no, you don't."

"Yes I do, don't you think I know what I'm feeling?"

Ash looked back over at May. "You know what you're feeling; you just don't know what to label it."

Don't listen to him! He plans on gaining your trust again and then making you fall flat on your face!

"W-what do I label it?"

"What's causing the pain?"

May turned to stare at Ash, and he in return stared at her.

"Remember May?" he said. "I used to be like you, telling everyone I was fine and then you made us promise we would stop doing that, that we would start telling everyone what was wrong. I kept up my promise, what about you?"

What are you doing?! You're supposed to hate him! Hate him! Hate him!!!

No matter how right the girl was, no matter how much May wanted to hate Ash; she just couldn't. The way he looked, the way he seemed to know what she was feeling. She couldn't help but want him. And she knew that he was right, she didn't fall in love with him, she just loved him, as her best friend; no, deeper than a friend. Her bottom lip quivered and she threw her arms around him, sobbing into his chest. He was right, he was completely right.

Stop it! Will you stop doing this? He will use you again!

"So… are you going to tell me what's wrong?"

"Yes…"

"Good," Ash held May close to him. "May, I know you're right. About not wanting to see me leave, I don't want you to leave either. And that's why you came this month, remember? We talked about it over the phone and the whole reason for you to come was so we could spend time together this month."

May nodded, "b-but we can't just be friends, can we Ash? I feel closer to you than everyone else."

"Yeah, we're not just friends though May. We're best friends, right?"

May nodded again. "Ash, I, my mom and dad. They, when I left, they didn't show it, but they were angry, ab-ab-about the baby. Really angry Ash. They're always regretting the fact that they gave birth to me. A-and Drew recently asked me to make him feel better but I-I only made him feel worse. And now you're angry at me. A-and…"

Ash took a deep breath. "I'm not angry at you."

"Y-yes you are." said May pulling herself away from Ash.

"I'm not, really."

"Then why did you say that to me yesterday?"

Ash shrugged. "I guess I figured you would be happy that Misty wanted to get back together and I was so happy. But when I looked at you, you looked really sad, disappointed, anyway, I was out of line. Sorry."

May turned away from Ash, she looked back up at him when her cell phone began to ring.

I dreamt… I dreamt that in the deepest of oceans… deepest of oceans… we would meet.

Ash stood up and reached into his back pocket, "you left it, at the Pokemon Center." He tossed her the pink phone. May took it from him and stared down at the cell in shock.

"What? Who is it?"

"Drew," said May. "He says he didn't go to the last contest."

"What?"

"He didn't go to the last contest!" shouted May. "You don't know how important that was for us Ash! We trained so much for it, and he didn't go to it!"

Ash grinned. "So, go back to him."

May stared up at Ash in disbelief. "What?"

"He needs you, go back to him."

"B-but he cheated on me and we broke up." stuttered May.

"Sometimes it's better to forgive and forget May. And I bet Drew needs you now more than anything."

May stared back at her cell phone, at Drew's text message.

"And May?"

The brunette looked up, "yeah?"

Ash smiled as he pulled out a necklace of shells. The same one he had told her about some time ago. She gasped at it; it was beautiful, incredibly beautiful. Ash placed it carefully around May's neck. "Don't think I forgot."

"Oh!" said May reaching up to feel it. "Oh! It's so beautiful!"

"I told you so." Ash started to walk towards the door. "Now, you have to call and get the next tickets to Pallet and call Gary for the tickets to the ferry."

"Where are you going? What about our trip?"

"Our trip will have to stay on hold for a bit, but that's okay. I'll see you again when we go to see Max in the Indigo Plateau. And in the summer for Misty's sisters' wedding."

"But, but will we still keep in touch?"

Ash opened the door, "of course we will."

May pressed on her cell phone. She clicked some of the buttons before facing the phone towards Ash. CLICK!

Ash blinked. "What was that?"

May smiled, "me taking a picture of my best friend."

End of chapter 19