A New Dream

Snatched: Dawn's POV

The next morning I woke up early to the sound of my alarm. Professor Rowan would be waiting for my call soon, so I hopped into the shower and quickly got ready for the day. Paul had insisted we go to bed early and I was impressed with his level of focus. Honestly, I wanted to beat him and win the bet, but a part of me wanted him to win the battle so that he could win the pokemon league and have a chance at challenging Gladion.

After I got changed and was ready for the day I walked down to one of the transfer machines provided for the trainers. I called Professor Rowan and he answered on the first ring. I had said my goodbyes to my pokemon last night and thanked them for their hard work, so I loaded Loppuny's, Typhlosion's, and Pachirisu's pokeballs onto the machine and Professor Rowan sent me back Piplup, Oricorio, and Ribombee. I thanked Professor Rowan for caring for my pokemon while I was away and he wished me luck at the pokemon league today.

With that taken care of, I made my way back to my room and nearly screamed when I opened the door and saw someone sitting on my bed. I let out a shaky breath as Paul looked at me with a mischievous grin and I frowned at him, trying to act stern instead of giddy at this unexpected visit.

"You nearly gave me a heart attack!" I accused as Paul stood up to his full height and walked over to me with an unconcerned expression. 

He pulled me over so that we were no longer standing in front of my open door and to my surprise he wrapped me in his arms and pressed a quick, heated kiss to my lips. I melted immediately and wrapped my arms around his neck. He pulled away from me and his amethyst eyes twinkled as he looked at me.

"I just wanted to get a kiss for luck before we head out," he said with a smirk and I quirked an eyebrow at him.

"You kissed me though, so doesn't that mean that you gave me your luck?" I asked teasingly and he cocked his head, giving a sarcastically contemplative look at me. I laughed and he smiled softly.

"Either way, I guess," he said quietly, with his arms still wrapped around my waist. 

I raised myself on my tiptoes and pressed my lips gently against his and then pulled back to smile at him.

"Good luck," I said with what I was sure looked like a silly grin. Paul nodded and let my waist go, but took my hand in his and interlaced our fingers.

"Let's go get some breakfast and head to the stadium," he suggested and I nodded.

We were at the stadium thirty minutes early but the seats were already packed. I looked at the battlefields in brief amazement because of the transformation it had undergone in such a short time. Instead of the four battlefields from yesterday, there was now only one large battlefield in the dead center of the large space. Instead of painted trainers boxes, there were actual platforms for the battling trainers to stand on and from what I could tell the main battlefield looked like it would be able to interchange. At the moment the battlefield had a few large rocks placed around it with a man-made river splitting the battlefield in two.

With the new battlefield, all of the trainers that weren't battling were asked to stay in the breakroom. Paul and I chose a table and watched the battles before ours closely. Last night as we had researched each of the trainers, Paul told me who he expected to win the battles today and as the first battle came towards the end it looked like he had been right. As the next battle raged on the screen I began to feel nervousness creep into my stomach and I looked over at Paul. He was watching the battle closely, narrowing his eyes at times and nodding silently at others.

Calm down, Dawn. This is your chance to show him all of your practice and training, I told myself, but my stomach was still flipping around like there were a million tiny butterfree trapped inside. Jumping from surprise I looked over as Paul laid one of his large hands over my clenched ones that were on the table. As I met his quiet smile I felt my body begin to relax.