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Question: Nothing for this one. Sorry.
My Answer: Can't answer a nonexistent question. Nyah.
Characters: Black X Bianca, for Hanon Diethel WHO IS A FELLOW CHECKMATESHIPPING FAN HELLS YES
Summary: *Too busy partying*
Beside You
~If your heart wears thin I will hold you up,
And I will hide you when it gets too much
I'll be right beside you, I am right beside you~
"Daddy? What are you doing here?" Her voice is a squeak, and she backtracks hastily, eyes wide. Her hand fumbles for Black's, who stands behind her, and he reaches out to take it tightly in his own.
"To take you home, of course!" her father rumbles, advancing. His voice is a thunderstorm compared to hers, and Black can feel her shrink away from the sound, memories of all those times that that voice has risen to a yell probably circulating through her brain. "Your mother told me that you'd made it all the way out here. You've made it this far, and this far is enough. Go get your bags."
Black steps forward, pulling Bianca behind him. She clamps her hand around his sleeve, peering out from around him with eyes that are filled with tears. "Bianca chose to travel," he says, trying to keep his voice level. "This is something she's always wanted to do."
Her father's eyes narrow until they're slits, and Black can feel the frigid, zinging tension in the air. "You," the older man growls. "You have no right to talk. You filled her head with this silly little fantasy of travelling. This is all your fault."
"No, Daddy," she whimpers. "It's not Black's fault."
He waves a hand at her, trying to get her to quieten. "I forbid you to see my daughter. I won't let you mislead her any longer."
"Daddy!" she wails.
"Shut up." Both Black and Bianca whiten at the ferocity in which the words are said.
"No!" she bursts out, beginning to sniffle. "No, I won't shut up! I'm going to keep travelling with Black and my pokemon!"
"Absolutely not!" His voice is a roar that breaks her down completely, and she clings onto Black, sobbing. "Others do things their way, and we do things ours!"
"Then how about you do things your way, and I'll do things mine!" she shrills, her voice hitching and breaking but the words coming out strong. "I'm not a little girl anymore! I've already gotten tougher on my travels!" She takes a deep breath. "You always said that I couldn't do anything, that I was too soft, too unprepared, too meek- but I am doing it! So I don't care what you say! I don't care what anyone says now! This is the happiest I've ever been, and I'm going to keep doing what makes me happy! I'm. Not. Going. Home!" She turns and runs, weeping, rounding the corner and vanishing from sight.
"Bianca!" her father shouts. "Bianca, get back here!"
Black pins him with a glare of pure disgust. "Leave her alone," Black says, his voice shaking with the amount of his fury. "If you really love her, then leave her alone. Dragging her home would make her miserable. And you know what? After all you've done to her, after all the crap you've said, I don't think her forgiveness extends that far." Then he whirls to chase after Bianca, leaving her father standing there, shocked and angry, behind him.
After searching for a small eternity, Black finds her curled up in an empty side street, bawling. He sits down beside her and pulls her into his lap, rocking her back and forth until her sobs subside to the occasional hiccup.
"He'll hate me," she croaks. "Arceus, Black, Daddy will hate me. I can't believe I said that to him."
"Bianca, look at me." He puts a finger under her chin and turns her head so that he can look into her eyes. "I'm proud of you. That was the bravest thing I have ever seen anyone do. You have nothing to be sad about."
"B-but…" He stops her mouth with a kiss.
"He'll forgive you, Bianca. He probably won't forgive me, but he loves you, in his own way- he won't hate you. So just be proud of yourself, Bianca. You stood up for yourself. You showed him that he was wrong about you."
She hiccups again and leans her head against his chest, looking as if the realisation of what had just happened was dawning on her. "I did, didn't I?"
"You really did. Now cheer up- you look the most beautiful when you smile."
That forces a laugh out of her, and she finds herself start to smile, feeling better than she has in a long while.
~If your heart wears thin I will hold you up,
And I will hide you when it gets too much
I'll be right beside you,
Nobody will break you~