A/N: Umm, if I haven't mentioned before, this story will be focused on Ikarishipping and Pearlshipping. But the Pearlshipping is mostly Anti-Pearlshipping. There is also Goggleshipping(Ash and Giselle).

I don't have anything else to say, but continue to read! The story gets better and better.

Paul watched her front door from the inside of his car intensely. He was waiting there for a few minutes already and he agreed that he would pick her up at 8. It's now 8:15 to be exact, but Paul remained calm. She is a girl and he always knew that Dawn liked to look perfect when going out on a date. But Paul always thought she was perfect; she didn't need to dress a certain way or wear her hair and make up a certain way to impress him.

Paul licked his lips and raised up the volume of the music that was playing inside his car.

"I had nothing to say and I get lost in the nothingness inside of me. (I was confused) And I let it all out to find that I'm not the only person with these things in mind. (Inside of me.) But all that they can see the words revealed is the only real thing that I've got left to feel. (Nothing to lose) Just stuck, hollow and alone, and the fault is my own, and the fault is my own."

Hopefully tonight will bring things back to the way they were before. The thought of Dawn having feelings for someone else pained him completely and he wasn't even so sure that she has feelings for Ash, it was just an assumption.

Paul sighed and looked out the window, this time he saw Dawn coming out of her house. She looked absolutely stunning, wearing her hair straight down, her bangs covering her forehead along with a pair of dark blue jeans, boots, and a peach blouse with a tight leather jacket. He watched as she walked around the car and then he opened the door for her.

He lowered his music down a bit, clearing his throat as he heard the passenger door close.

"Sorry for taking too long," Dawn sighed, placing her purse down onto her lap. "I was trying to figure out what to wear."

"It's fine." He said, beginning to start his car.

Dawn began to put on her seat belt before looking out the front window of the car. She soon realized that she hadn't been in this car before and it must have been new. "Is this a new car?"

"Yeah, it's actually a Mercedes Benz CLA 250. I got it when you were avoiding me." Paul smirked as he said this, beginning to drive.

"I hope you know that you're still giving me driving lessons." Dawn smiled, looking over at him.

"I don't remember promising that." Paul chuckled, "She's sensitive."

"She?" Dawn raised an eyebrow.

Paul looked at her for a split moment, then looked back at the road. "Yes, it's a she."

"You named it?" Dawn asked in surprise followed with an after laugh.

"Her name is Cookie." Paul mumbled, his eyes still on the road.

Dawn couldn't help but laugh ridiculously at the name he gave his car. "You did not name your car Cookie."

"Are you making fun of the name I gave her?" Paul questioned, pretending to be offended as he looked at her and then looked back at the front window. "Because I personally thought that name suits really well with her."

Dawn was still laughing at the name. "You are soo stupid Paul." She laughed, trying to gain her breath.

Paul smirked, sort of happy that he was actually making her laugh.

"Well, Cookie, looks really nice." Dawn complimented, still laughing.

"Thank you," Paul smiled, his eyes still on the front window.

"So where are you taking me?" She asked, now getting comfortable in her seat.

"How do you feel about bowling?" Paul raised his eyebrow, exchanging glances from the front window and to her.

"Oh my gosh! It's been forever since I bowled." Dawn screamed with excitement.

Paul smiled, knowing that she would be happy about going to bowl with him.

"I hope you're competitive." He said.

Dawn raised an eyebrow at his comment. "Oh, I am competitive. You haven't seen nothing yet Paul." She shot him a devious glare and he instantly saw it before letting his eyes fall back to the front window of his car.

Paul smirked. Tonight was going to be interesting.

"Envy is a sign of admiration. Hate, is the epitome of destruction.."

Dawn smiled brightly as she put her jacket around her chair before taking a glance around the bowling arena. It was filled with lots and lots of people.

"Tal perece que mi amor crece y crece, pero tú desvaneces y me ofreces tu amistad sin otra excepción."

"Oh I love this song," Dawn smiled, listening as the music played loudly throughout the music arena. "Romeo Santos is gorgeous," she said as she began singing along with the song. Paul just stared at her, not sure what she was saying or what the music was saying. He never really exactly knew Spanish, but he knew that Dawn is a huge fan of Romeo Santos and other Spanish artists.

Paul looked around and saw lots of people there too. He was even surprised himself to see that many people were here. But then again it was downtown, and usually people love going to downtown events.

"I'm gonna go pay and get our shoe sizes," Paul told Dawn.

Dawn nodded her head simply and sat down in a table near an open lane that wasn't being used.

Paul patted the top of her right shoulder for support and headed over to go pay to bowl.

"Y por ti, vivo aniquilado en el despecho. Reprimido ardiendo por los celos, lo odio aunque el te haga feliz."

The music that was playing wasn't so bad, though he had no idea what was being said in the song, he still liked the song however.

Paul sighed and let his eyes wander off towards Dawn while he waited in line.

She looked so beautiful, especially with the lighting that was against her. The bowling arena currently had their lighting in blue, while a lot of people's clothes glowed in the dark, including hers. Paul looked down at his clothes, but then realized that black usually doesn't glow in the dark, so he just shrugged it off.

Dawn's peach blouse glowed pretty bright, that's a sight that he couldn't seem to miss.

"Next," A male employee said loud enough to break Paul out of his thoughts.

"Oh," Paul pulled out his money and gave the guy a $20 dollar bill. He knew that would be enough for the game and for the shoes. He added an additional $10 dollar bill to buy him and Dawn a drink. "I need sizes 10 and 6 ½."

"I'll also have one perfect margarita and one strawberry margarita." He added. The employee took the money and nodded his head, first turning around to get their shoe sizes.

While the employee searched for their shoe sizes, Paul let his eyes wander off towards Dawn again. That small smile that was on his face only moments ago changing into a hard firm line; his whole mood changed.

He had came.

Just when Paul thought he was starting to get things right with Dawn, it went straight to a burden. What the hell was he doing here anyway?

After taking a closer look at the raven haired basketball player, he soon spotted that familiar shade of dark brown hair next to him. Giselle. Paul's anger only deepened more at the sight.

"Ahem." The employee cleared his throat, sounding rather impatient with Paul. Paul broke out of his angry thoughts and turned his eyes onto the employee. He gave him a questioning look, as if he forgot what he was currently doing. The employee moved the shoes closer on the high counter that was in between them to Paul as soon as he realized that questioning look on his face. "Here's your shoes. Your margaritas will be ready in 10 minutes."

Paul soon remembered why he was here in the first place and he nodded his head, taking the shoes as he turned away, beginning to walk towards the scene he had just witnessed.

"Hey Paul!" Ash shouted, in his usual outgoing voice. Paul made a face though. Why the hell was he saying hey to him? He wanted to punch his face in again.

Dawn's current smile that was on her face slowly faded away as she let her eyes fall on Paul. Paul met eye contact with her too. She looked nervous and also worried. He wondered if she was worried about him being around Ash after her witnessing what he did to the guy the other day.

It's not like he didn't deserve it, Paul thought. Ash did have a clear band aid over his nose, and Paul smirked slightly at this.

Paul groaned when Ash continued to talk to him.

"I know you punched me the other day, but I'm cool with it." Ash told him, laughing lightly.

Paul kept a blank stare on Ash, not really caring about what Ash had to say. "But I just want to let you know that if you punched me because you think I got some sort of feelings for Dawn, you're wrong on that part."

Paul's anger slowly subsided as soon as he heard that last statement.

"Dawn and I have been friends for years. I never once looked at her in a romantic way." Ash confessed, sounding serious. Paul kept his eyes on Ash as he said this, but Paul quickly caught a glance at the pained look that just crossed over Dawn's face.

"Besides, though we never really talked much. I consider you as a close friend of mines and I don't go for my friend's girls. It's guy code." The raven haired basketball player nodded simply and turned to look at Giselle. "Well, I'm gonna go get our shoe sizes. What size are you?"

"7." She answered. Ash turned simply and walked over to go pay for the event and for his and Giselle's shoes.

Paul blinked, not sure of what had happened just now. He looked over at Dawn who was looking at him. She looked beyond hurt in the face, but she quickly tore her eyes off of him as if to hide the fact that she was actually hurt about what Ash had to say.

That anger that subsided in Paul's body soon returned, but he didn't let it show. He let out an angry quiet sigh and handed her her shoes as he placed his shoes on a seat beside her. Paul didn't say a word to her, he just turned away and grabbed Giselle's wrist, guiding her to an area where he could talk to her without Dawn or Ash having to hear what he had to say.

Giselle crossed her arms over her chest and let the corner of her head rest on the wall they were next to.

"What the hell are you doing here with him?" Paul groaned, really upset.

"Would you relax?" Giselle rolled her eyes. "You didn't exactly tell me where you were going to take her tonight so I had no idea you would be here of all places."

Paul stared at her with a hard look.

"And anyway, Ash asked me to come. I mean, he is insanely hot." She bit down on her bottom lip as she said this. "And I plan to fuck him senseless."

Paul rolled his eyes, not really in the mood with her sarcastic jokes. "Well, now that you know that we're here, you and him should leave."

"No," Giselle argued, pushing herself off from the wall she was leaning against. "Just because you and her are here doesn't mean we have to leave. I know I said I'd help you with your little relationship problems, but I don't remember saying that you can boss me around."

Paul groaned again, becoming even more frustrated. "You two are a huge distraction."

"What are you worrying about? He told you he has no feelings for her so why are you still hung up about it?" Giselle questioned, raising her eyebrow.

Paul breathed angrily and let his eyes fall on Dawn again who was currently looking around at everyone in the bowling arena, though she still had that hurt look still visible on her face.

"…She has feelings for him."

Giselle opened her mouth to protest, but instead her eyebrows furrowed together and she looked over at Dawn, seeing the exact same thing that Paul was seeing on her face.

Paul narrowed his eyes on the employee who was calling for him and he quickly brushed past Giselle and went to go get the drinks he bought.

Ash was busy grabbing his shoe sizes that he got for himself and Giselle, but Paul avoided speaking to him. Instead, he grabbed his drinks, muttering a "thanks" and walked off.

"Me dijeron que te vieron por ahi que te encuentras muy bien y no piensas en mi…"

Another Spanish song was now playing.

"Here,"

Dawn broke out of her thoughts and looked up to see Paul who was holding a Strawberry Margarita in his hand. She smiled a little because he knew that strawberry margarita was one of her favorite drinks. Dawn grabbed her drink. "Thank you."

"Hn." Paul grunted, walking over to the large touch screen to start setting up the game.

"I hope that's the right size," Ash said as he handed Giselle her shoes.

Giselle laughed lightly as she started changing out her shoes into bowling shoes.

"It's the right size," she flipped her hair to her back as she got up, ready to bowl. "I hope you know that I'm going to beat your ass."

Ash sucked his teeth, changing into his bowling shoes. "Yeah right," he said, believing otherwise.

Dawn took another large sip of her margarita before changing into her bowling shoes.

Paul sighed, knowing that Giselle and Ash weren't gonna play in a different lane, so he put their names onto the list as well. First it was Dawn's, then it was his, then Giselle, and then Ash.

As soon as he finished, he turned around. "The game is up." He said plainly as he went to grab his shoes and took a seat before changing into the bowling shoes.

All eyes went onto the screen on the ceiling and Dawn saw that it was her turn first, so Dawn got up and smiled just lightly, a little too lightly.

That feeling that Paul was feeling moments ago returned. Why was she so bothered with what Ash had said? He didn't understand…

He watched as she grabbed a purple bowling ball and stopped just a few feet away from the middle of the lane before running up and letting the ball swing from her hand and land onto the hard floor, rolling down the lane.

Paul watched intensely with his eyes.

The ball hit 8 pins in the first round, but Paul wasn't really focused on the game at the moment, he was more focused on Dawn's sudden change in behavior.

"Woo! Go Dawn!" Ash yelled. Paul quickly clenched his fists as soon as he heard Ash cheering for Dawn.

Dawn giggled lightly as she went to get another ball for her second round. This time the ball was blue, the same color as her hair. She stared hard at the last two pins and went toward the left corner of the lane and threw a hard swing, the ball falling from her hand and onto the floor. It wasn't until a second later, she knocked out the last two pins and made a score of 10.

Paul raised an eyebrow. That sad face she had only a few seconds ago vanished into a happy one and Paul found himself wondering if it was because Ash began to cheer her on.

"Damn Dawn, you're good!" Ash gave her a fist bump. Dawn smiled again, "Well, bowling is my hobby."

Paul's fists clenched even tighter.

"Paul, it's your turn." Ash told Paul. Paul shot a cold look towards Ash and stared at him for a short moment. He eventually tore his eyes off of the raven haired teen and went to grab a green bowling ball with rage.

He just wanted so desperately to punch Ash's face in once again, but for what reason? Ash already admitted to him that he has no feelings for Dawn. But could he be lying to him? Paul shook his head, staring hard at the pins before him. Dawn obviously had feelings for Ash. It was way too obvious and it pained him to know that he will never be good enough for her because in his eyes, all he sees is her focusing more on Ash and not him. Ash must be doing something right, while he was doing things wrong.

Without any concentration, Paul threw the ball with a hard forceful swing as the bowling ball quickly moved in a fast pace through the lane in the middle in 0.4 seconds and instantly took down all the pins.

Paul was breathing heavily, anger held high inside of him. A strike, so that meant he made a complete shot.

"Damn Paul, you got skills." Giselle said, sort of impressed as she got up and went to go get her bowling ball since it was her turn.

"Que si decides regresar aqui estare esperandote, ya no lo pienses mujer ven y entregate. Es que no puedo aguantar las ganas de amarte y de besarte igual que ayer… igual que ayer…"

Paul stood in front of the lane, not moving. Giselle was the only one that noticed his behavior so she walked up to him, holding her bowling ball. "Hey, lighten up," she said lowly for him to hear. "They're playing great music, music that comes from where I'm from since I'm part Puerto Rican." She lowered her voice a bit more just in case. "Don't give up. Just because today didn't go well, doesn't mean tomorrow won't either. You're going to get her back."

Paul blinked, taking in every word that Giselle just said and cleared his throat. He just looked at her for a brief moment before turning around and taking a seat next to Dawn.

As the rest of the night went on, Paul continued to pay attention to Dawn's actions, especially around Ash. Paul believed she has feelings for him, but when Ash told him that he had no feelings for Dawn, she looked heartbroken. And now, all of a sudden, she was happy again around him. That's something that didn't make sense at all. But one thing that he really did notice is the difference in her smile. The smile she gave Ash was much more realistic than the one she usually gives him. Paul frowned at this.

Of course, she would prefer the guy who was completely opposite from him. Paul was too different, too cold-hearted while Ash was too social also too humble, something that Paul was never really good at.

To Paul, Ash seemed just like Dawn in a way, though he was the male version of her with little differences. If opposites attract, then why is Dawn paying more attention to Ash than him?

Paul let the heavy weighted bowling ball fly from his hands and watched it drop down onto the hard floor, quickly hitting all the pins within 0.2 seconds, earning another perfect strike.

She no longer saw the light in him.

The brown haired beauty got comfortable in the passenger seat as she felt the car pull to a stop only inches away from her house. She turned her head to Ash.

"I hope you had a great time," he smiled, his hand remaining on the wheel. "I know I sure did."

Giselle laughed lightly, sitting up a bit. "I could've won you know, I was only ten points away from you."

"Ten points wouldn't have made a difference." Ash pointed out, sounding very egotistic.

Giselle rolled her eyes. "Hilarious," she muttered in a sarcastic tone.

It started to get quiet when she realized that he had been staring at her.

It remained quiet for a few moments before Ash finally said something. "Well, goodnight." He said, smiling at her sweetly.

Giselle stared at him, wondering why he was saying goodnight and at such an early time too. They were in Veilstone City and it was the city that never sleeps. "Trying to escape so soon?" She questioned. Ash raised an eyebrow. "I don't have curfew." She smirked. "You can borrow me for as long as you want."

Ash stared at her for a short moment, licking his lips. "Oh, well… What would you like to do then?"

Giselle stared at him too for a bit as the car now fell silent, the only sound in the car being the music that was now playing.

She did agree to help Paul with his relationship and take care of things with Ash, but that didn't mean she couldn't at least have a little fun with him. Giselle even found Ash insanely attractive so she couldn't help herself.

Giselle let her palm fall on his cheek while Ash remained calm, a little surprised that she had touched his face. "This," she whispered as she leaned in and planted a kiss on his lips.

"Under investigation, lies a bitter heart… let the poison sink it, let it leave its mark."

Their lips remained pressed together for a few seconds before Giselle pulled away a little to look him in the eye.

"There used to be a likeness, used to be a spark. Broken communication, let it go too far."

After exchanging glances from his eyes to his lips, she pressed her lips onto his again, this time harder than before. She continued to kiss him more and more, her body starting to heat up as she began to climb over him.

"Come closer. Deep down… You might like what I've found.."

Giselle removed her lips from Ash's as she began ripping his shirt open. Ash watched her in surprise, not exactly knowing what to do. She slammed her lips onto his again as she let her hands fall to the top of his pants, beginning to unbuckle his belt.

As soon as Ash felt this, he instantly grabbed her hands and pulled away from the kiss. Giselle stared at him in surprise at the sudden unexpected action.

"I can't," he gasped. "You can't, we can't." He said.

Blinking for what seemed over several times, Giselle furrowed her eyebrows together. "Why not?"

"I'm not ready." He admitted, not knowing what else to say. "I mean, I am, but I want to do it the right way, not this way."

"The right way?" Giselle raised her eyebrow. "The hell?" She started to get upset.

"I like you a lot, Giselle. But I want to take things slow with you, if that's okay." Ash sighed as he said this, hoping that she wouldn't be upset with him. "We just met."

"Oh, um," Giselle's eyebrows furrowed even more together. "Take things slow, okay." She nodded her head briefly as she started to climb off of him and into the passenger seat as she began gathering her things.

Ash watched as she began gathering her things, realizing what she was doing as he furrowed his eyebrows together. "What are you doing?"

"Take things slow? Are you serious?" Giselle laughed. "Building a relationship with someone is not my style. I'd rather just fuck and that's it." She said with an attitude as she continued gathering her things.

"Why?" Ash asked her, confused.

"Because at least having mindless sex has nothing to do with involving your emotions." Giselle turned to face Ash, now finished with gathering her things together. "Relationships has everything to do with that." She said finally, beginning to climb out of the car. "And you know what?" She said as she got up out of the car, standing on the sidewalk and facing him. "I take what I said back. You don't get to borrow me anymore. Have a great night, Ketchum." She slammed the door close as she began walking off towards her front door.

Ash watched as the girl left, frowning softly. He really liked her, he liked her enough to the point that after witnessing this and after hearing what she had just said, she was obviously confused about the world's perspective and Ash was willing to teach her about it.

The green haired 17-year old pressed the cigarette up to his lips as he inhaled the smoke. He closed his eyes as he let the smoke escape from his mouth, the smoke colliding amongst the wind.

Drew stared at all the tall buildings, standing outside with just a white tank top and a pair of sweatpants. He was currently on the roof of his apartment building, smoking with Paul.

The rooftop was always the place they hung out at because they were best friends for years. And eventually the two grew up, they started trying out dangerous things like going on the rooftop and jumping onto other buildings. They were crazy, but they were city boys so they knew really well about the city and about the streets.

The wind blew against Paul's face, his hair moving with the wind. He stared at the buildings and also got a good view of all the stores and cars on the ground level. Paul brought his cigarette up to his mouth.

"Life is so fucked up." Paul said as smoke came out of his mouth.

"What's up?" Drew turned to face him, shoving one hand inside his pocket. "I heard about you punching Ash. What was that about?"

Paul was still staring at the ground level, returning his cigarette back to his lips as he inhaled the smoke. "Dawn has feelings for him."

Paul heard Drew laugh, assuming that he had been joking. Smoke left out of Paul's mouth as he stared at Drew with a blank look.

It took only a second for Drew to realize he wasn't kidding. "Wait, you're serious?"

"No, I'm kidding." Paul made an annoyed look, rolling his eyes.

"Dawn has feelings for Ash? Since when?" Drew raised his eyebrow, confused with hearing information like this. Dawn is a good girl for Paul, but after hearing information like this, he wondered otherwise.

"She has liked him for 7 years." Paul told him. Though it did sound like he was over-exaggerating, but truly he wasn't. She really has liked him for that long because those two have been really good friends and she's always so happy around him and always used to talk about Ash a lot. Once she started dating Paul a year and a half ago, her talk about Ash subsided but he had always seen that same happiness in her eyes whenever she was around Ash.

"No way. Dawn is crazy about you." Drew denied, not believing it one bit.

Paul sighed. "I'm not stupid. I know what I'm seeing. She always had a thing for him."

"Ash doesn't even show any interest in her. He has a thing for this one girl who seems way out of his league though." Drew answered, having to have heard about his recent activities.

"Giselle?" Paul raised his eyebrow. That's the only girl he really knew about that was way over Ash's league and especially since he had been hanging out with Giselle a lot lately.

"Yeah. She's hot as hell, but don't tell May I said that." Drew chuckled. "But I do find it surprising that Ash likes a girl who seems to be just focused on sex and games. That's usually not the kind of girls he's usually interested in."

Paul shrugged, not really caring. As long as Giselle distracts him enough from Dawn, he could really care less. As for Dawn, he had no idea what to do about her.

"I just want her back." Paul frowned, dropping his cigarette to his side, still holding it in between his fingers.

"Maybe it's time that you guys start having sex." Drew suggested, not knowing what else to suggest. "I think that will probably help you two get back to the way you were."

Paul chuckled lightly, turning to face him. "She's a virgin."

"Oh," Drew ran a hand through his green hair as he tried to think of something else to suggest. "Well… Um… You should try to get her to have sex with you."

Paul groaned, not really in the mood to try anything sexual with her, though he would like to deep down. That's something he always wanted to have with her, but he was willing to wait until whenever she was ready. "And how exactly is that helping me?"

"If you get her to have sex with you, then that shows that she loves you because she's giving her virginity to you. If she doesn't give it to you, then that means that she doesn't love you." Drew told him. "It's the best way to figure out if she has feelings for Ash."

"I can't do that." Paul sighed, thinking the idea was a bit bizarre. "I would feel bad using her just to find out if her feelings for me are real."

"It doesn't hurt to try and get the truth out of her." Drew mumbled as he let out a small breath of air. "You love her. All you're doing is trying to find out if you're the better man."

Drew brought his phone out as he looked at the time. "Well, I have to go." He threw his cigarette over the roof as it fell down onto the ground which was several feet away from where they were.

Drew turned to pat his friend on the shoulder. "I'm sure she loves you. Don't worry about it." His hand soon fell from Paul's shoulder as he walked away.

Paul's eyes slowly reverted to the buildings again, thinking hard. Maybe Drew was right, maybe he had to take his relationship to the next level just to define what they are so far. He needed to know what they were because right now, he had no idea.

Paul closed his eyes as he brought his cigarette back up to his lips.

He couldn't believe he was actually taking Drew's idea into consideration.

A/N: What do you guys think about Dawn and Ash? Do you think Dawn has feelings for Ash? And do you think Ash could be lying about his feelings for Dawn? Paul seems to think so, but what do you guys think? Let me know in the reviews. Also let me know your predictions for the upcoming chapters.

Songs used in this chapter: Somewhere I Belong by Linkin Park, Odio by Romeo Santos ft. Drake, Igual Que Ayer by Rakim y Keny, Bad Intentions by Digital Daggers

This story is gonna get better and better.