Hey guys! Just wanted to let you know that this is my first fanfic, and it would be really nice if you, you know, read it? I guess you wouldn't have clicked this link if you didn't want to read it. (My bad, hehe.) Anyway... back to me. I have been a Pearlshipper for quite sometime (and for sometime, I mean about a couple of years), but was too lazy to make his own fanfics. So here is the first product of my unwanted, and unneeded, procrastination. Oh, and please notify me of any mistakes.
I'm guessing I have to do this now, don't I? Very well... Disclaimer: I [sadly] do not own Pokemon, but that would be so totally awesome though. All rights go to their respectful owners.
And now, on with the chapter!
Chapter One: Epiphany
"I guess this is goodbye..."
"I guess it is."
I was face-to-face with a blue-haired coordinator, Dawn. Tears were streaming through her cheeks, staining her beautiful face. Wait—did I really just say that? She was trying to hide her eyes, but it was no use. Tears were running from her eyes regardless. I had to stay strong... for Dawn's sake. It wasn't everyday that you say goodbye to your best friend. I let that sink in. Only her best friend? I tried not meeting her eyes. But I gotta tell you, it's kinda hard for me. For some reason I can't seem to stop staring at those beautiful, sapphire eyes...
I tried not meeting her eyes. But I gotta tell you, it's kinda hard for me. For some reason I can't seem to stop staring at those beautiful, sapphire eyes...
"I really wish you could come with me," I said sadly. I really wanted her to travel with me, but I guess nothing lasts.
"I wish I could too," Dawn said back, her voice quivering a bit. "But since Buneary and that deal... I couldn't just come with you and leave Buneary behind. A trainer always has to look after her Pokemon."
Tears were coming down my eyes as well. "I know we will see each other again. And when we cross paths again, we'll have a battle!"
Tears were maybe still running down my face, but I was anything but sad. If they could, Dawn's eyes saddened even more.
"Sure, Ash..." she said sadly.
The ferry blew its horn signalling the passengers that it was time to board. I looked at Dawn one last time. She did something that surprised me. She hugged me. It felt nice and warm and intimate, but because of this, it felt like I was never gonna see her again. I released from the hug and embarked. I fought back the tears but it was no use; the tears kept falling.
I didn't look back, for if I did, I might not leave. And it was painful to watch. I boarded the ferry and it set sail. Once I was on the ferry, there was no way I could have gotten off. And once I knew that I couldn't leave the ferry, I ran to the stern of the ferry, where I saw Dawn looking. She was hugging Piplup, her penguin-like starter Pokemon. She was crying. I did the only thing I could do at that point—yell her catchphrase one last time. "No need to worry! Dawn, we'll meet up again... someday!"
Her eyes shined. Despite her tears, she smiled. "Bye, Ash! I know we will meet up again!"
And that was enough to put a smile on my face... for now.
I was leaning on the railing of the bow of the ferry. The wind blew against my face. It was just peaceful. I waited a few more minutes and then I saw it: the Kanto Region—the place where I grew up, and the place that started it all. I knew I should be happier about this. But for some reason, I feel down. Naturally, I shook it off. No big deal, right?
Anyway, I was by myself this time. Brock left Sinnoh about a week earlier than me, due to his new ambition of being a Pokemon doctor. I'm happy for him. He'd make a great doctor! And Dawn? She decided to stay in Sinnoh. Her Buneary was offered some deal. I couldn't remember what it was but she had to stay with her Pokemon. And again, there was that sadness.
A few minutes later we docked and I disembarked. I looked around me, readapting to my surroundings. Home sweet home. I saw Pidgey and their two evolutions—Pidgeotto and Pidgeot—flying and soaring through the air gracefully. And aside from the Pokemon, the scenery was just awesome. I wish Dawn were here to see this. And there it was again. The feeling—the same sadness—kept on returning. What's wrong with me lately?
Pikachu couldn't hold his excitement anymore. He jumped off my shoulder and headed towards Pallet Town.
"Race ya Pikachu!" I said as I started after him.
"Pika!" he agreed.
We kept this going until we were at my front door. I would've won, too, if it weren't for Pikachu using his Quick Attack every time I caught up to him. Just as it looked like I was going to surpass him, he would regain the lead. Needless to say, we were both exhausted.
After Pikachu and I were breathing normally again, I knocked on the front door.
"Coming," I heard my mom say.
Once she opened the door she said, "Ash? Is that you?" Even though I was standing right there, it looked like she didn't know me. I guess it's because I've gotten taller (maybe), or maybe it was the fact that we haven't seen each other face-to-face in a while.
Her face was a mix of happy, shock, and surprise. Once she got over that—and she got over it pretty quickly—she had me in a bear hug (or would it be an Ursaring hug?).
"M-mom..." I struggled to say. "Can't—can't breath! Glad to... Glad to see you too!"
She let go and I inhaled a satisfying breath.
"Sorry dear," my Mom apologized. "I guess I was just a little excited in seeing you again."
I smiled. "A little excited? Anyway, no need to worry, Mom! I'm happy to see you again." There was a little pang when I had said "No need to worry". But I couldn't worry about that right now (ironic, isn't it?).
She perked up. "I want to hear all about your adventures in Sinnoh. Come inside and tell me everything—and I mean everything! Oh, and I made your favourite—spaghetti!"
Once I was done, I let out a satisfying sigh. I told her everything: from catching Starly—my first caught Pokemon in Sinnoh—to the Lily Of The Valley Conference. I also told her that it was an amazing experience. Furthermore, I talked about my rivals and the new friends I made. She didn't look all that surprise when I told her Pikachu fried Dawn's bike; in fact she laughed. I guess the bike thing was old news. I had fried Misty's and May's bikes prior to meeting Dawn. My Mom told me that it was looking like a tradition. I also told her that Brock was there. Everything I talked about, it seemed that Dawn was somehow included. And when I talked about Dawn again, I was blushing. I hoped my Mom didn't noticed.
"Wow, Ash," my Mom said as I finished. "That must have been a journey for the history books. And it sounded like you had a blot of fun, too!"
"Thanks Mom." I said halfheartedly. She must have sensed my sadness but luckily, she didn't say anything.
"So, what happened to that girl you were travelling with?" my Mom asked. "What was her name again... Dawn! That was it. What happened to Dawn?"
"She decided to stay in Sinnoh," I answered. "And for some reason, I felt sad when she decided stay. And it hurt a little too. It would be kind of like me losing a gym battle... or losing Pikachu. Maybe a little more hurtful than that."
I felt my face heat up. Then I saw my Mom smiling. What could that mean?
"Tell me this," my Mom started. "Ever since you left for Kanto, was Dawn all you could think about?"
The heat and the redness returned to my face. I knew at this point that my Mom knew. So to counter my Mom, I said something really intelligent like, "Uh..."
She kept her smile. "And tell me this, too. Did you ever feel this way when Misty or May left to go on their separate paths?"
My face was still red. But that didn't keep me from my thoughts. And now that I think about it—and I mean really hard—no. I don't think I felt this way when Misty or May left to go on their own.
"Why am I feeling like this, Mom?" I asked because I was completely clueless.
Her smile returned to her face. She looked at a really old picture—like one that was taken when I was still just a baby. She looked back at me and said, "Because this was exactly how I felt when I met your father."
"Why am I feeling this way, Mom?" I asked, a bit agitated. I hated not knowing. It makes me feel...(not one word)... kinda dense.
She laughed softly. "You were always dense like your are so much like you father... But back to matter. It's called love, sweetie."
She kissed my forehead and walked off to the kitchen—probably to clean the dishes.
And that's when it clicked for me. I knew that there was a special bound between us, me and Dawn. I remembered all those times I had with Dawn, all those times I blushed because of her, and all those times I felt a need to impress her, but didn't know why. Now I do.
I smiled. I thought came up in my mind. It was me and Dawn sitting down, leaning against a tree, and we were holding hands. Her head lay just on the crook of my neck. It was peaceful. That and our past adventures were replaying in my mind. And aside from my first thought, I had a very particular memory. It was when we travelled to Alamos Town. And even though we were almost trapped in a dimension of which was created by Palkia, ruler of space, I remembered when we held hands—even though Dawn was about to fall to her doom and the only way to save her was to hold hands. Still, it's a moment in my life that I will never forget.
And where were these precious memories leading me? An epiphany. I was in love with Dawn.
I knew what I had to do next. I got off the couch and headed for the door. I yelled, "Mom, I'm going back to Sinnoh! There's something I need to do. I don't know when I'll be back. Come on Pikachu!"
I looked back and saw Pikachu running towards me. I also looked back at my Mom. She was smiling. Instinctively, I smiled back. I was about to run when I abruptly stopped. I walked to the door and smiled sheepishly. "Oh, and love you. Bye!"
"Let's go Pikachu!" I said and we both started to run.
I'm coming Dawn.
A/N: And there you have it. The first chapter. I hoped you enjoyed it. If you want me to update, telling me to continue, then I will as soon as I can. And a review would be awesome. A first positive review tells me that I should continue on. And tell me what I need to improve on. It makes me a better writer. So please R&R!