Disclaimer: AshKetchumDarkSide: I'm like that too, I can't help but fangirl over multiple pairings. Oh, and for Breaking the Fourth Wall, I noticed something- if you combine Black and Burgh's names then it spells Blurgh. How awesome is that? Ebaz: Please do draw some fanart and send it to me somehow, even if you aren't very good I'm sure you're better than me! (I can't even draw stick figures right, lol) Hmm…I think I pictured them in a Center. Probably the one at the base of Mt. Silver. Wouldn't it be hilarious if Nurse Joy walked in?

Question: (Given to me by Ebaz) Which dexholder are you most like?

My Answer: I don't know. I'm painfully shy around people I first meet, love to listen to people's problems and have a laid-back nature, but can be sharp-tongued and goofy when I want to be. So I'm like all of them! Jk, I think I'm a cross between Blue and Yellow. What about you guys? Which dexholder are you most like?

Characters: Dawn X Ash, as requested by AshKetchumDarkSide. Next up: wishfulshipping!

Summary: This one sucks. Sorry.

Last Dance

~She's a rainbow and she loves the peaceful life~

The fuchsia dress Dawn wears hugs her body like the closed petals of a rose, the matching kitten heels that grace her feet making her wobble slightly as she steps out of the gym and into the cool night air. The door swings closed behind her, muffling the music that the band is currently playing, and with a melancholy smile on her face she walks over to the edge of the undercover area and leans against the railing. Tilting her head back, the motion makes the gossamer ribbons in her hair refract the moonlight, and she stares at the moon in contemplative silence.

She had come back from Hoenn a year ago to finish school, and tonight is her prom. She has come with all of her friends from school, who are inside dancing, but she has found that they aren't the people she wants to enjoy this night with. She misses Brock and Zoey, Kenny and yelling at Paul. Most of all, she misses Ash. She misses his goofiness, and his determination; she misses the adventures they had together, and the way she had felt so at ease with him. He is her friend. Her close friend. Her…

She swallows hard and shakes her head as if to clear it. Why was it that she could never finish that sentence nowadays? He wasn't her best friend. No, that was Kenny. Yet the words 'a close friend' weren't enough. He was…

"I don't even know anymore," she sighs, bending to press her suddenly warm face against the cool metal of the railing.

"Don't know what anymore?" a familiar voice queries.

Dawn lets out a cry and turns, her eyes enormous. When she sees who it is her mouth sags open, her hands reaching behind her to grip the railing for balance. "Ash? What are you doing here?"

He gives his usual crooked smile and rubs the back of his head. He's dressed in a slightly-too-large tuxedo, his tie loosened and his hair windblown. "Well, you were talking about how your prom was tonight on the Xtransceiver, and I was planning on stopping by for a visit anyways, so…"

"So you came all the way here?" she asks, astounded.

He shrugs, coming towards her with his hands behind his back. "Well, your mom told me that you're entering your next contest soon, so I didn't want to miss that-"

"You've been talking to my mom?" she demands with her brows raised, the shock of seeing him starting to wear off.

His smile grows wider. "Yeah, sometimes. She calls me and tells me how you're doing. Stuff like that."

He comes to stand in front of her, taking his hands out from behind his back to reveal a rose-shaped corsage. She blushes, her mouth falling open again. "She also said that you had no one to get you one of these," he says, slipping it around her wrist.

"Oh my Arceus, Ash, thanks," she gasps, glancing from the corsage to him and back again.

His smile widens. "No problem, Dawn."

Inside the gym a slow song starts up, and Dawn feels herself start to smile, the realization that Ash was really, truly there with her finally settling in.

"Ash, can I have this dance?" she giggles, holding out a hand to him.

He takes it eagerly in reply, whirling her into a dance that goes on long after the song finishes.

~Every beauty needs to go out with an idiot-

How can you stand next to the truth and not see it?

Change of heart comes slow~