Post by Midnightmoon602 on May 12, 2009 0:06:26 GMT 12
(Long title. -_-)
Hey guys. this is my first non-advanceshipping fic. yep, its Ikarishipping. my first one to be right. i won't update this fic much since i have other one im doing right now. it's nearly finish so when it's done im going to finish this one.
Paul is one charather i find hard but yet interesting. i wish the anime will so some thing from his past that makes him what he is today. what a mean trainer. am i the only one that wants to know why he is like that?
I will add Ash and May later on in the fic but this fic is mostly Ikari. so if you don't like. its just simply clikcing on the X button in the top right corner and press the back button. xD
But i hope you guys will enjoy my very first Ikarishipping fic. ^^
And i know i never post the second chapter (Cbf) of my fics here so i will post the link to my Ff.net account where chp3 is up and very soon chp4 will go as well.
www.fanfiction.net/s/5036006/1/Sometimes_Goodbye_Is_A_Second_Chance
~Midnight (Giulianna)
Sometimes Goodbye Is A Second Chance
Chapter one
It was one cold winter’s night. The cold sea breeze blew my hair right into my face. I was walking alone on the streets of Hearthome. I was taking another break from contests back then.
Back then, I really hated him. I would sometimes blow my head at him. Once I nearly blew my head off when he forgotten my name. It took Ash and Brock to stop me from getting charged with murder.
But everything changed that night. I saw him on the port of Hearthome. I wanted to see if it was really him. Then he slowly looked over his shoulder. The wind picked up and blew my hair against my face again. I brushed it away and I saw in his eyes was water. His eyes were red. He was looking into my eyes. I didn’t know what to do back then.
He was different. He wasn’t the same. When I normally saw him he wouldn’t care about us or his pokemon but what I saw that night was different. It was a different Paul I was looking at. I look at him again. I could admit that.
That he was crying.
But that was all two year ago. I haven’t seen him since.
*~*~*~*
“Dawn?”
“What?”
“Wake up dear.”
“Mom?” I asked as I opened my eyes.
“Yes that’s me. Wake up. Don’t you remember what day it is today?” my mother asked me.
“What day is it today?” I asked.
“Your going to do the super contests in Johto remember?” my mother reminded me.
“Oh yeah.” I sweated dropped. “Silly me.”
“Well get ready and get changed. The boat is going to leave soon.”
“Thanks mom.” I replied as I threw the sheets off me as my mother left my room.
I took of my Pj’s and threw them somewhere in my room and dressed into a white shirt with a black skirt with a pink jacket with a white collar and white pockets. I brush my long think navy blue hair and clipped on my pink hair clips and put on my beanie. I looked myself and twirled around like as if I had a long dress and my dress would lift itself from the ground. I smiled and walked out of my room.
As I walked out my room I still thought about that night. The night I saw him cry.
Why was he crying?
That statement always stays in my head. It hasn’t left my head. I haven’t been the same since that night. Was that really Paul crying or were my tried eyes lying to me? I shook my head trying to get my head clear.
I shouldn’t be thinking of this. I’m going to Johto. I should have a clear mind. if I think about him for one second in a middle of a contest I could lose it.
Me, Dawn Berlitz, only 18 years old and is one of the greatest coordinators of Sinnoh is now going to compete in the Johto super contests. Soon I started to dream myself in the middle of the contest field. Me bowing down with my Lopunny next to me while flowers are thrown at my feet. Then I would have the trophy in my hands with all my friends clapping and calling out my name.
“Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn!” the crowd cheered out my name.
“Thank you, thank you!” I replied as I did flying kisses to my fans.
“Dawn?” a familiar voice called out.
“Huh?” I asked as I realised that I was back into real life.
“Daydreaming again?” my mother asked me.
“I just can’t help it mom.” I smiled.
“I know how you feel.” My mother smiled at me. “I use to do that when I was younger.” My mother said as she handed my lunch and my yellow back pack to me. “When you get to Johto please call me okay?”
“Sure thing mom!” I said as I raced out the door and as I waved my last goodbye to my mother.
I ran out the door. I felt the wind against my face, it also made my long thick navy blue hair fly. I ran until I reached the port. I saw huge white cruise ships floating on top of the huge blue endless sea as more passengers hoped on with their belongings in their suitcases. I ran to the boat that would bring me to Johto and walked until I reached the ticket person. I showed my ticket and he let me through.
Another reason I was going to Johto was to get more tips on pokemon contests. The person I was looking for was Erika. She was one of the best of the best pokemon coordinators in the world. Well of course my mom is the best or maybe I’m saying that because she is my mom.
While I was thinking to myself again I didn’t realise that I bumped into somebody. I fell onto the wooden floor. I rubbed my head and looked up and couldn’t believe what I saw.
“Troublesome?” He said as he put his hand on his forehead. “I should of know it was you.” He sighed.
“It’s Dawn. D-A-W-N.” I said, getting annoyed as I said my name letter by letter. Hopeing that my name would stuck in thick skull “It’s not troublesome.” I said as I got myself off the wooden floor. “Anyway what are you doing here?” I asked.
“None of your business.” Paul replied as he started to walk past me with his arms crossed.
I watched as he walked away from me. I was thinking of the night I saw him crying.
Was it really him?
I tried to convince myself that it wasn’t but I couldn’t help but to say, “It was him!” inside of me. I ignore my thoughts once again and pick my bags off the ground and walked to my room.
When I reached my room I unlocked the door and let myself in. the room has a cream coated walls with a bed with new white bed sheets. On both sides of the bed were two end tables. On one side had a lampshade with a brown stand with a light yellow colour shade. On the other side was a phone to call I guess. I threw my bag on the bed first before laying on the bed on my back. I just stared at the white ceiling.
I thought to myself again and thought why was Paul going to Johto. He has already done the Johto championships. When I got my answer I sat up. I knew why he was here.
“Hi Ash!” I greeted.
“Hey Dawn.” Ash greeted back.
“So what makes you call me after all this time?” I asked.
“Well May told me that you told her that you were going to enter the Johto grand festival.” Ash explained.
“Yeah that’s true.” I replied, still confused on why Ash had call me.
“I called because I’m going to compete in the Johto battle frontier.” Ash told me.
“A battle frontier?” I asked. “What’s that?”
“A battle frontier are like gym battles but slightly different. There are like a few battle frontier brains and they are located at different places in Johto. My job is to defeat the battle frontier brains and get a symbol at the end.” Ash explained to me.
“Are theses battle frontiers new?” I asked.
“Yeah, not much people know about them.” Ash replied. “Well I might see you around.”
“Yeah.” I said rather confident that Ash and I will meet.
“Paul is going to compete in the Johto battle frontier.” I told myself. “That explains a few things.”
Then I looked outside my window and saw the sea moving. I knew that the boat was starting to make its move towards Johto. I started to get excited. I knew that the first thing I would do was go and find Erika. If I wanted to win the Johto grand festival I need more tips on pokemon contests. I got off the bed and walked outside for a breath or air. I saw many people on bench chairs enjoying their time and I saw young children doing pokemon battles with their own pokemon. Then somebody caught my eye. It was Paul. He was at the end of the boat. His arms were leaning against the rails of the boat. He was looking at the endless sea. His light lavender hair blew with the wind. I decided to walk to him since I had nothing to do and had nobody else to talk to.
“Hey.” I greeted.
“What do you want?” he asked as he shifted his attention to me.
“I was just wondering why you are going to Johto.” I asked.
“I’m going to see somebody.” Paul replied as he shifted his attention away from me. “Her name is Erika.”
“Erika?!” I replied in shock. “Your not going to enter in the Johto battle frontier?”
“I am.” He replied. “I just need to see her first.”
“Well since you are going to see Erika I might as well come with you.” I said.
“You will just get in my way.” Paul replied, still not looking at me. “And what do you have in common with Erika?”
“I want her to teach me about more on pokemon contests. I’m going to compete in the Johto grand festival.” I replied. “What do you want with Erika?” I added.
“It’s none of your business.” Paul replied as he got off the rails and walked away from me once again.
I watched him again walk away from my sights. Soon I sighed.
“Why does he always do that?”
End of chapter.
Hey guys. this is my first non-advanceshipping fic. yep, its Ikarishipping. my first one to be right. i won't update this fic much since i have other one im doing right now. it's nearly finish so when it's done im going to finish this one.
Paul is one charather i find hard but yet interesting. i wish the anime will so some thing from his past that makes him what he is today. what a mean trainer. am i the only one that wants to know why he is like that?
I will add Ash and May later on in the fic but this fic is mostly Ikari. so if you don't like. its just simply clikcing on the X button in the top right corner and press the back button. xD
But i hope you guys will enjoy my very first Ikarishipping fic. ^^
And i know i never post the second chapter (Cbf) of my fics here so i will post the link to my Ff.net account where chp3 is up and very soon chp4 will go as well.
www.fanfiction.net/s/5036006/1/Sometimes_Goodbye_Is_A_Second_Chance
~Midnight (Giulianna)
Sometimes Goodbye Is A Second Chance
Chapter one
It was one cold winter’s night. The cold sea breeze blew my hair right into my face. I was walking alone on the streets of Hearthome. I was taking another break from contests back then.
Back then, I really hated him. I would sometimes blow my head at him. Once I nearly blew my head off when he forgotten my name. It took Ash and Brock to stop me from getting charged with murder.
But everything changed that night. I saw him on the port of Hearthome. I wanted to see if it was really him. Then he slowly looked over his shoulder. The wind picked up and blew my hair against my face again. I brushed it away and I saw in his eyes was water. His eyes were red. He was looking into my eyes. I didn’t know what to do back then.
He was different. He wasn’t the same. When I normally saw him he wouldn’t care about us or his pokemon but what I saw that night was different. It was a different Paul I was looking at. I look at him again. I could admit that.
That he was crying.
But that was all two year ago. I haven’t seen him since.
*~*~*~*
“Dawn?”
“What?”
“Wake up dear.”
“Mom?” I asked as I opened my eyes.
“Yes that’s me. Wake up. Don’t you remember what day it is today?” my mother asked me.
“What day is it today?” I asked.
“Your going to do the super contests in Johto remember?” my mother reminded me.
“Oh yeah.” I sweated dropped. “Silly me.”
“Well get ready and get changed. The boat is going to leave soon.”
“Thanks mom.” I replied as I threw the sheets off me as my mother left my room.
I took of my Pj’s and threw them somewhere in my room and dressed into a white shirt with a black skirt with a pink jacket with a white collar and white pockets. I brush my long think navy blue hair and clipped on my pink hair clips and put on my beanie. I looked myself and twirled around like as if I had a long dress and my dress would lift itself from the ground. I smiled and walked out of my room.
As I walked out my room I still thought about that night. The night I saw him cry.
Why was he crying?
That statement always stays in my head. It hasn’t left my head. I haven’t been the same since that night. Was that really Paul crying or were my tried eyes lying to me? I shook my head trying to get my head clear.
I shouldn’t be thinking of this. I’m going to Johto. I should have a clear mind. if I think about him for one second in a middle of a contest I could lose it.
Me, Dawn Berlitz, only 18 years old and is one of the greatest coordinators of Sinnoh is now going to compete in the Johto super contests. Soon I started to dream myself in the middle of the contest field. Me bowing down with my Lopunny next to me while flowers are thrown at my feet. Then I would have the trophy in my hands with all my friends clapping and calling out my name.
“Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn, Dawn!” the crowd cheered out my name.
“Thank you, thank you!” I replied as I did flying kisses to my fans.
“Dawn?” a familiar voice called out.
“Huh?” I asked as I realised that I was back into real life.
“Daydreaming again?” my mother asked me.
“I just can’t help it mom.” I smiled.
“I know how you feel.” My mother smiled at me. “I use to do that when I was younger.” My mother said as she handed my lunch and my yellow back pack to me. “When you get to Johto please call me okay?”
“Sure thing mom!” I said as I raced out the door and as I waved my last goodbye to my mother.
I ran out the door. I felt the wind against my face, it also made my long thick navy blue hair fly. I ran until I reached the port. I saw huge white cruise ships floating on top of the huge blue endless sea as more passengers hoped on with their belongings in their suitcases. I ran to the boat that would bring me to Johto and walked until I reached the ticket person. I showed my ticket and he let me through.
Another reason I was going to Johto was to get more tips on pokemon contests. The person I was looking for was Erika. She was one of the best of the best pokemon coordinators in the world. Well of course my mom is the best or maybe I’m saying that because she is my mom.
While I was thinking to myself again I didn’t realise that I bumped into somebody. I fell onto the wooden floor. I rubbed my head and looked up and couldn’t believe what I saw.
“Troublesome?” He said as he put his hand on his forehead. “I should of know it was you.” He sighed.
“It’s Dawn. D-A-W-N.” I said, getting annoyed as I said my name letter by letter. Hopeing that my name would stuck in thick skull “It’s not troublesome.” I said as I got myself off the wooden floor. “Anyway what are you doing here?” I asked.
“None of your business.” Paul replied as he started to walk past me with his arms crossed.
I watched as he walked away from me. I was thinking of the night I saw him crying.
Was it really him?
I tried to convince myself that it wasn’t but I couldn’t help but to say, “It was him!” inside of me. I ignore my thoughts once again and pick my bags off the ground and walked to my room.
When I reached my room I unlocked the door and let myself in. the room has a cream coated walls with a bed with new white bed sheets. On both sides of the bed were two end tables. On one side had a lampshade with a brown stand with a light yellow colour shade. On the other side was a phone to call I guess. I threw my bag on the bed first before laying on the bed on my back. I just stared at the white ceiling.
I thought to myself again and thought why was Paul going to Johto. He has already done the Johto championships. When I got my answer I sat up. I knew why he was here.
“Hi Ash!” I greeted.
“Hey Dawn.” Ash greeted back.
“So what makes you call me after all this time?” I asked.
“Well May told me that you told her that you were going to enter the Johto grand festival.” Ash explained.
“Yeah that’s true.” I replied, still confused on why Ash had call me.
“I called because I’m going to compete in the Johto battle frontier.” Ash told me.
“A battle frontier?” I asked. “What’s that?”
“A battle frontier are like gym battles but slightly different. There are like a few battle frontier brains and they are located at different places in Johto. My job is to defeat the battle frontier brains and get a symbol at the end.” Ash explained to me.
“Are theses battle frontiers new?” I asked.
“Yeah, not much people know about them.” Ash replied. “Well I might see you around.”
“Yeah.” I said rather confident that Ash and I will meet.
“Paul is going to compete in the Johto battle frontier.” I told myself. “That explains a few things.”
Then I looked outside my window and saw the sea moving. I knew that the boat was starting to make its move towards Johto. I started to get excited. I knew that the first thing I would do was go and find Erika. If I wanted to win the Johto grand festival I need more tips on pokemon contests. I got off the bed and walked outside for a breath or air. I saw many people on bench chairs enjoying their time and I saw young children doing pokemon battles with their own pokemon. Then somebody caught my eye. It was Paul. He was at the end of the boat. His arms were leaning against the rails of the boat. He was looking at the endless sea. His light lavender hair blew with the wind. I decided to walk to him since I had nothing to do and had nobody else to talk to.
“Hey.” I greeted.
“What do you want?” he asked as he shifted his attention to me.
“I was just wondering why you are going to Johto.” I asked.
“I’m going to see somebody.” Paul replied as he shifted his attention away from me. “Her name is Erika.”
“Erika?!” I replied in shock. “Your not going to enter in the Johto battle frontier?”
“I am.” He replied. “I just need to see her first.”
“Well since you are going to see Erika I might as well come with you.” I said.
“You will just get in my way.” Paul replied, still not looking at me. “And what do you have in common with Erika?”
“I want her to teach me about more on pokemon contests. I’m going to compete in the Johto grand festival.” I replied. “What do you want with Erika?” I added.
“It’s none of your business.” Paul replied as he got off the rails and walked away from me once again.
I watched him again walk away from my sights. Soon I sighed.
“Why does he always do that?”
End of chapter.
