The Lightning To My Icy Storm ( Spark X Blanche)

Do you Remember?

*Flashback*

The two twins playfully chased each other around the house, jumping and dodging other obstacles. Both laughing and giggling at each other, Blanche running as fast as her feet could carry her. The two were playing a cute game of tag. After a few rounds they were as tired as little kids could be. The two took a rest and talked to each other.

"Come here."

"Why?"

"Just do it!"

Noire did what his sister told him to do and sat in front of her.

Blanche got up and started to braid Noire's hair, Noire whined at first but he got used to it after a while. The end result was very pretty, his sliver hair shined as he moved his head, seeing the work Blanche had done.

"You did okay sis" He said, grabbing his braid, twirling it around.

Blanche just smiled and nodded.

The two went back to playing, sometimes even playing with their favorite Pokémon plushes. They wanted to become trainers when they grew up, achieving the goals of their mother, unlike she did.

Again, they eventually got bored and Noire decided to tell Blanche a story their parents told Noire.

"They say, anyone that comes in distance with Articuno and Articuno doesn't trust them, that the bird will freeze them over, encasing them in ice"

Blanche was amused, gasping as he told the story about Articuno. The gleam in her eyes as she heard each word about that story was outstanding. Her blue eyes widened as she heard more tales about the famous legendary.

She had always dreamed of catching one while she slept. It was an ambition of her in the future, but she knew it was almost impossible to do such a dangerous but amusing task. Noire also wanted to get a legendary of his own, but he used to be so afraid of his power, and his abilities against a Pokémon were weak, to be honest.

They could just simply dream about having a Pokémon one day, or even a legendary. They could just hope...

Noire finished the story, smiling at Blanche's interested look.

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Blanche sat at her desk, being stressed about a very important paper. She was just off, she could not think of anything to write. Currently, it was three in the morning. She just could not find herself to work, she was dragged around the whole day by her parents. Her parents usually stressed her out a lot; taking her to trainings, swim classes and photography lessons. Plus, she had music lessons on the weekends. You could say she had a pretty busy agenda.

Noire walked by Blanche's room, seeing her room light on, shining through the bottom of the door like the blinding sun. Noire flinched, he was only up because he could not sleep, he opened the door, getting used to the light inside the room.

"Blanche...? Why are you still up? You know it's real late..." He said, groaning at the present light.

"I am trying to work... Now please go back to sleep, unless you have a valid reason to be awake-"

"I have a reason..." He responded. "Your dang light is on, that's why"

"Noire... I have to finish a paper..." She said, sighing while she placed her hands on her face. "What are you doing up anyways?" "Other than the light..."

"I can not sleep, also"

Blanche sighed, you could tell she was just done with everything. Noire walked up the the desk, placing his hand on her shoulder.