Fire and Ice

Liar

AN: This is a companion to A Slight Obsession. 

I didn't ask for this. I didn't ask for Hawlucha's attention, much less his affection. All I ever wanted was to find a trainer who would care for me, and I did. I've gotten everything I could ever ask for. Why does he insist on disrupting the peace I've finally made with myself? 

Oh, I've heard what he's said a million times, his claims that he loves me. I'm not deaf, after all, although I think I give off that impression on occasion. But just because I hear what he's been saying doesn't mean I'm going to listen to it. 

After all, anyone with an ounce of common sense knows he's lying. 

Oh, I'm sure he thinks he loves me, but the truth is, he has no idea what he's talking about. Hawlucha wouldn't know the first thing about love if it knocked him out cold. Besides, even if he does have some idea, there's no possible way he could ever love me. 

He doesn't love me, he loves the false, glorified image he's created of me in his mind. It's the same way a fan loves their idol; I'm placed on a pedestal, held to a standard that I'll never be able to achieve. If Hawlucha actually took the time to pay more attention, he'd see that I'm not the perfect person he thinks I am. 

I don't even know why he chose me of all people. It's not as if he doesn't have plenty of other Pokemon who would love to have a chance with him. And really, can't he see that we don't go well together at all? There's nothing we have in common, save for our love of battling. We go together about as well as peanut butter and ghost peppers-and trust me, that's not a combination you ever want to try. 

There are times when I can honestly say I can't stand the sight of him. 

Yet at the same time...I also can't help aspiring to be like him too. 

His determination is admirable, I must admit. Most would have given up by now if the person they liked refused all their advances. 

Maybe...there's even a part of me that wishes he really did love me, in the way he claims at least.

A few years ago, the only thing I cared about was finding the perfect trainer. It took me a while, but I finally met Ash, and I was satisfied because my wish did come true, and that was enough for me. I didn't need anything else, and certainly not the attention of the most annoying member on the team. Or so I thought. Perhaps I'm just selfish, but I want him to keep trying to pursue me...because I want to have something to wish for again.