The Dance of Black And White「POKEMON」

01 | 3 YEARS LATER

"Black!" White yelled as her eyes open and she bolted upwards. She breathed heavily as she found her hands gripping the sheets of her bed tightly. Sweat making her pyjamas stick to her body, but she couldn't care less about that. She tried to calm herself down and looked around her surroundings; she was in her bedroom. At the foot of her bed, a small orange four legged pokemon with a bow on it's head was sleeping peacefully until it felt movement underneath it's sheets.

"Pig?" it said tiredly. White gave a small smile at the Tepig.

"Sorry for waking you up Gigi, you can do back to sleep," she said sweetly. The small Tepig got up on all fours and walked towards to her trainer and sat down on her legs on the sheet. White smiled as she pet her Tepig, it's what she needed to calm down. Her face changed as she put a hand to her forehead.

"Black..." she muttered softly. She looked at the calendar that was hung upon her wall. She grimaced at the sight.

"So it's been 3 years,"

Even after that long, everything still felt like a dream...no, a nightmare to her. The sight of Black being flung into Reshiram, then transforming with the Dragon of Truth into the Light Stone then suddenly disappearing like that. She remembered how much she cried afterwards, how much she, along with many others, searched throughout Unova for the Light Stone, for Black. But even after months of searching, it was nowhere to be found.

It was then Black was declared Missing In Action. There was no way would she consider the idea of him being permanently gone. She remembered how bad she felt after screaming in anger towards the people who had considered to halt to search for Black. The only person who felt worse that White was Black's mother. But yet after knowing her only son was missing, she was still the one who comforted White all those nights when she cried herself to sleep. And it wasn't just her, she remembered how Cheren and Bianca felt.

Cheren wouldn't stop blaming himself. He went on and one for months saying that he was a complete fool for falling victim to Team Plasma's ideals. That if he only had a straight head, the fight on the roof of the League wouldn't have happened and Black would still be here.

Bianca, like White, would not stop crying after Black went missing. After all, it was Black, along with Cheren, who were one of the motivating factors to leave her over protective father and go on a journey. She wanted to start this journey with the 3 of them, but it ended with just 2. But despite losing him, the blonde still did her best to cheer White up. Despite being best friends, she knew that White connected with him more than she and Cheren ever did, especially knowing the fact that they travelled together.

She sighed as she move the sheets and got off the bed. She couldn't stay in bed all day being depressed. After all, working as a president of a talent company is no easy task. Plus,

This isn't what Black would've wanted.

She smiled as she could already imagine at how Black would react seeing her in that state. Hearing his loud voice telling her to get herself together and to stop sulking, oh how badly she wanted to hear it right now.

She shook her head as she slapped both of her cheeks. "C'mon now White, you can do this,"

And with that, grabbing some fresh clothes, she headed towards the shower and prepared herself for the rest of the day.

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White watched carefully from the spectators seat as the performance crew worked on the rehearsals. The pokemon actors and dancers were practicing their hardest as the performance for the musical show was tonight. People and pokemon were scurrying around preparing for the show.