Finally, I've cleared my head and I'm ready to battle. I stand across from ash, determination in our eyes. I hold the poke ball tightly, staring deeply into the colour. Flash of lights and our Pokemon are seen.
We battle head to head, my Pokemon refuse to give in. I had taken out 3 of his six Pokemon. He had taken out with same as well.
The battle raged on, I glimpsed you staring, watching making me nervous. It was our last two Pokemon, electivire against pikachu, foolish ash locking pikachu into a stuck position to avoid thunder punch. Electivire ends the battle with a brick break and inside I'm proud of making up for my mistake.
You don't cheer, you pity ash and glare at my cold stare, frustrated with how I battle.
Why do you constantly change my feelings. I think.....I'm....no I can't...
Can I?
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Paul's Journal
FanfictionPaul, despite his personality keeps his own small journal explaining how he fell in love with dawn. This is an Ikari shipping story, like thing Please enjoy!
