Disclaimer: Do I own Pokémon? I dunno, you tell me. … Okay… So I don't. Fine. I also don't own any of the movies or musical groups I mention.

"Dawn, that sounds awful!" May said through the videophone in her Petalburg home. "I can't believe he would do that to you."

Dawn sighed on the other end and bit her lip, "May, it was pretty bad. And we were in front of all those people. He didn't even care."

Dawn looked to be on the verge of tears. May hated seeing Dawn this way. Especially when she could have stopped the whole ordeal from happening.

May could remember when she first met Dawn. She had such potential for coordinating, and clearly she looked up to May for her skills. May sighed. She hadn't thought much more of Dawn than just another friend back then. But times changed, and people got older. Not to mention much more beautiful. And at the age of eighteen, Dawn had no idea what kind of weapon she was wielding with that body of hers. Not to mention her long, flowing blue hair that made May give a blissful sigh whenever she thought about it.

So when the time came for her to split up with the rest of the gang after rejoining them for one more traveling hurrah, she was going to tell Dawn her feelings. Drew had already confessed to her that he had strong feelings for her, and she felt horrible for having to turn him down, but she just wasn't interested in anyone but Dawn. She felt that it would be as good a time as any to come clean and hope to god that maybe there was some slim chance she would get lucky and Dawn would return her feelings.

Little did she know, but Paul was making his move too. Unfortunately for May, he had beaten her to it. Dawn was positively giddy when she came back from her last coordinating contest, brand new silver bracelet on wrist straight from the boy himself. May wanted to fling herself into the river. She had missed her chance.

Worse yet, she had allowed Paul to sneak in and pull his latest stunt.

"Did he say it was really over?" she asked Dawn, who was now sniffling into a tissue. "Because you remember last time how he said something like that, but he didn't really mean it."

Dawn shrugged, "I don't care if he meant it or not, because I'm not taking him back anymore. The fact that he said it at all is what matters here. If he didn't mean it, then it sucks to be him."

May nodded, thinking about it. As horrible as it sounded at the time, this was her chance. She would go see Dawn, cheer her up, make her totally forget about Paul, and then confess. She had to admit, it sounded pretty good to her.

She pounded her fist into her open palm in a gesture of finality, "That's it, Dawn, I've decided. I'm coming to Sinnoh on the first ferry in the morning. This is so much bigger than a girls' night, so we're going to have a girls' week. Call Zoey, anyone you want, but it's going to be fantastic. It'll cheer you right up. I'll call Misty, see if we can't get her on over, too."

Dawn smiled a weak smile of acceptance, "Thanks so much May. I'll call Zoey right away. I'm going to go get some rest, too, so I'll see you soon."

Both girls hung up feeling a little bit better. Dawn was happy that May was there for her like that, and May was ecstatic that she now had an excuse to go see Dawn again.

"May, that sounds like a great idea, you're such a good friend," Misty said happily when she had picked up her phone from the Cerulean City gym. "No one has come by in a couple days for a battle. I'll close down the gym for a while and head over to Sinnoh right away. It shouldn't take me long since I have my pokémon that can use surf."

May was positively beaming. Dawn was going to be so happy. All the girls together again for a big reunion specifically designed to cheer her up. May just hoped it wouldn't take too long to get from Hoenn to Sinnoh by ferry.

"Well, I won't leave until the day after tomorrow. I know it might take you a while to get there, so I'll just clear things over on my end," Misty said, as if reading May's mind like the open book that it almost was.

May smiled, "Ok. That sounds good. I'll be leaving first thing in the morning, so I'll see you in a few days!"

The two hung up, smiling and waving through the phone. It was time now for May to get some rest if she was going to be leaving so soon.

Dawn her three companions into her home. They sat down at the table and sighed.

"That was some good ice cream," Dawn said blissfully to the rest of the group.

"I can't believe you didn't wait for me," Misty pouted.

May had arrived sooner than expected, and suggested that she, Zoey, and Dawn get ice cream while they waited for their fourth friend. Misty had arrived just after the three had finished and were gathering their things to go wait for her again. They had offered to wait for her while she purchased her own ice cream, but she shrugged it off, claiming it just wasn't the same.

May smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Misty. I didn't think it would be that big of a deal."

Misty sighed and rested her head on her palm, "Well, what's on the agenda for this week. I don't really know how these things work."

Dawn and Zoey looked at each other, "We don't know either. Dawn just told me to get over here and that it would be explained later."

May smiled. She had been thinking about it the entire boat ride, figuring out the best plan of action. Everything had to be perfect if things were going to go her way.

"Well, first things first. We need to go to the market and get as many baking supplies as possible. We'll make cookies, cakes, brownies, cupcakes… anything that's sweet. And we need to make a ton of it. We can't continue until we have as many treats as possible."

The other three looked at each other and giggled. Leave it to May to come up with a plan that involves food, and lots of it. But a plan was a plan, and they couldn't deny that they weren't even just a little excited at the prospect of sweets, especially Dawn, who was smiling the whole way to the market.

"Oh you did not just throw flour at me, May Maple."

May giggled and flicked more flour over in Dawn's general direction.

"You did!" she said, gasping as she accidentally inhaled a puff of flour.

Both Zoey and Misty watched the two begin to fight with baking ingredients, shaking their heads. Neither exactly illustrated the highest degree of maturity, but they sure had fun. Dawn was just about to pour the fourth cup of milk they had measured for the cookies before Misty interfered, snatching the measuring cup from her hands.

"Now, now, children," she said, giggling a bit herself. "I'm afraid we need that milk for these cookies. Weren't you supposed to be mixing these ingredients, Dawn?"

Dawn opened her mouth to protest, but May intervened, "Forgive me, Dawn, I got you in trouble with scary, old Misty!"

She had touched a nerve, which caused Misty's hand to "slip", dropping the milk right on top of May. Normally, she would have been upset, but since she already had about half a cup of flour in her hair, she decided to hell with conduct and hair and tossed their chocolate mixture for the brownies right at Misty's face.

Dawn was getting a good giggle out of this, so May decided she needed a turn, too, and dumped a cup of sugar all over Dawn's hair.

"Oh, that'll take days to get out!" she cried, trying to shake out the sticky substance from her hair.

May giggled as Misty poured ice down her back. She quickly jumped and whipped around, still holding the bag of sugar, dousing everyone in her wake, which included Zoey this time.

"Aw, geez, May," Zoey complained, "you didn't have to get me, too."

May blushed, quite embarrassed with her antics, "Sorry, Zoey."

Dawn sighed, "We need to get more ingredients. We're out of a lot of stuff, now."

Misty giggled, "That's okay, we can go now, it's still early. At least no one cracked an –"

Misty was cut off by the cold, squishy feeling of something gooey on top of her head. May had performed the final act of any respectable baking fight and had cracked a rather large egg on Misty's head. There was a cringe coming from all four ladies, and an angry groan from the eldest.

"May! What the heck was that for?" she screamed.

"Sorry," was all May could say as she stifled her giggles. "It was the final frontier, I couldn't leave it open like that!"

With that, she bolted from the house on her way to the market before Misty could kill her. She returned quite some time later, out of fear of Misty, with bags of previously wasted ingredients.

"I'll play nice, this time, I swear," was all May could say as she blushed to herself.

About three hours later the girls found themselves with more baked goods and treats than they could shake a stick at and the three clueless girls looked to May for guidance.

May, bewildered, gaped at the others, "What do we do next? We eat them, of course. I swear, these should hopefully last us the week, but if not, it's always a good back-up activity. For now, we watch as many chick flicks as we can stomach while gorging ourselves on sugar. Oh yeah, Dawn, go get the ice cream from the freezer, we'll need it."

Dawn happily obeyed May's command and produced three half-gallon tubs of vanilla ice cream.

"I only got vanilla since I wasn't sure what everyone would like," May explained while searching Dawn's video collection, pulling out a title here and there. "I figured we could just add in things as we like. I did get a bunch of flavorings and toppings. They're in the fridge."

They had situated themselves on the floor of Dawn's bedroom, having finally chosen their first movie. May insisted that they start out with Spice World, as nothing said "Girl Power" more than the Spice Girls movie, but Misty groaned and objected until her face turned blue. In the end, though, Dawn's final verdict trumped all, and she had to agree with May. Zoey, who enjoyed watching them bicker, shrugged and said she didn't care what they watched, but that she was interested in Spice World, if only to just see how ridiculous it really was.

Five hours later they had watched Spice World a total of three times. Misty had finally come around, and Zoey liked it so much that all of them insisted on watching it repeatedly. Finally, May got through to them after the third watch, reasoning that there must be some better films out there. She produced several old musicals, including Hello Dolly and Singing In the Rain, as well as demanding that they watch Breakfast at Tiffany's at least once sometime.

When they finally had made it to Breakfast at Tiffany's, Misty and Zoey had fallen asleep. May, who had originally been sitting closer to Zoey with no one on her other side, had joined Dawn on her bed where cookies had been crumbled, ice cream had been dripped, and brownies had been smudged.

"I can't believe my comforter is such a mess," Dawn pouted. "It's so new, too. Mom's going to freak out on me so much when she comes up to see this."

May giggled. Dawn was so innocent, she almost felt dirty for thinking the things she thought about her. But at the same time, she was intrigued by it. She wanted to be the first one to explore all those aspects about Dawn, to make her less innocent to May and only May. Though, she suspected Paul had already beaten her to it.

"I'm so glad you guys are here," Dawn said in a wistful tone. "I don't know what I would have done by myself."

May glanced over to see Dawn's eyes shining over. She put her arms around her friend, hoping to god she wouldn't cry. It seemed to be enough, because with one sniff, Dawn was back to smiling and watching the film. She grudgingly released the girl from her arms and turned back to Audrey Hepburn mingling with the elite.

"She's so beautiful."

May whipped her head to look at Dawn. Had she really just said that? The tone was so close to a whisper, it may not have even occurred, but she was certain she heard it. She wasn't sure what to make of it. Lots of girls thought celebrities were pretty, she knew that much, but the way Dawn had said it, so mesmerized, made May hold a glimmer of hope inside.

"Isn't she?" May asked, turning back to lazily gaze at Audrey.

May had tried her hardest to stay awake, she really had. The final scene with Holly and Paul was simply fantastic, and May didn't want to miss it. However, three movies and half a gallon of ice cream were not forces to be reckoned with, and soon she had fallen asleep. Dawn, however, had managed to make it almost through the whole movie, finally falling asleep on top of May.

"D-dawn?" May asked, trying to raise herself from the bed, but failing miserably. "You're… kind of on top of me."

May had awoken to a stream of light through the curtains and a heavy body across her back. After she had come to the realization that it was Dawn, the object of her extreme affection, she nearly fainted. She hadn't been expecting it, and she was sure Dawn didn't mean to, and it certainly didn't mean anything. It didn't stop her heart from racing and her mind from going places it really shouldn't be. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, probably an act which she should have abstained from, as all she could do was put even worse images to her mind.

She wobbled under Dawn's weight a bit more, hoping to be able to wake the girl, or at the very least move her. She heard Dawn groan and roll over onto her back, though putting herself on top of May even more. May's hair was standing on end and she collapsed back down, hoping to just fall asleep again. She glanced over to where Zoey and Misty had been sleeping. Misty was still knocked out, but Zoey was nowhere to be found.

"Let's help you up, shall we?" May heard a voice behind her, and suddenly Dawn was lifted slightly from on top of her.

May slithered out and rolled onto the floor, giving Zoey a look of thanks. She blinked a bit and went into the bathroom to shower. How could she possibly convince Dawn that they were meant for each other if she jumped her in her sleep first? May stepped into the shower, waking herself up. It felt nice, but her shower was quick, and soon she was back in Dawn's room, wearing a comfortable red T-shirt and black exercise shorts. She had packed lounge clothes, things that would be comfy and allow for multiple wears if necessary. One could never predict just what might arise during an all-out girls' week.

"What's on the agenda for today?" Zoey asked, sitting on the floor against Dawn's bed.

May thought for a moment. They had taken care of baking and excessive chick flick watching. What was it she had planned for the following days…?

"Oh, yeah," May said smiling. "I figured today we could go to the playground. You know, play on the swings, the monkey bars, that kind of stuff. It really helps lift your mood."

Zoey nodded, "That sounds like a lot of fun. I suppose we just have to wait for the lazy bums to wake themselves up."

May giggled and nodded. She hoped they woke up soon. There was a lot of work to be done!

Seven hours later found the group trudging exhaustedly back into Dawn's house, Dawn running for the fridge. She had produced four large cups of water for the four of them, as they had brilliantly forgotten to pack water bottles.

"Oh, God, I was so thirsty," Misty cried. "Thanks Dawn!"

Dawn smiled, "I can't believe we forgot to bring water."

Zoey shook her head, "It wouldn't have been that big of a deal had we not decided to play a game of tag that lasted four hours."

May giggled, "But that was just so much fun!"

Of course, May was referring to when she had been "it" and targeted Dawn, pulling her into a hug upon catching her.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Misty whined. "I think I must have pulled something. I haven't run that hard since my days of traveling with Ash…"

She went strangely silent after her comment, refusing to speak again, and the other three were certain they knew what was wrong.

May was the first to question the subject, "Misty… when was the last time you talked to Ash?"

Misty shrugged, "I don't know. It's been a while. I haven't heard word from him in at least a year."

May frowned. That didn't seem quite like Ash. Misty was his best girl friend, he could never just leave her to dry. She felt awful for Misty, she knew how much she cared for Ash.

"What a jerk," Dawn said, beating May to the punch. "You should go find him and give him a good slap. And then you can tell him how you feel!"

May giggled. She thought it was a good plan, too.

Zoey let out a yawn and stood, motioning to place her glass in the sink, "I think I'm pretty beat, I'm going to go to bed."

May shrugged, "Fine, but you'll miss the best part."

Zoey raised an eyebrow, "Oh yeah? And what would that be?"

"Can't tell you that, breaks the rules," she said hastily, glancing around the room for inspiration.

"Oh, well, I totally see now," Zoey said with a snort of laughter. "I'll see you all in the morning."

The other three bid goodnight to their friend and spent the rest of the night on gossipy girl talk. It had been so long since they had been together, and they all had much to catch up on.

The rest of the week had gone by in a blur and even May couldn't keep up. Soon it was time for the girls to be saying goodbye. Misty wished she could stay longer, but she couldn't leave her gym in the hands of her sisters for so long, so she had cut out a day early.

Dawn had insisted on accompanying Zoey and May to the docks. May's heart was ripping in two as she saw her ship pull into the dock; she had failed to tell Dawn how she felt. Zoey was boarding her boat, and May was waving frantically. It would be a while before she saw her again.

She turned to face Dawn. It was now or never. She had to be brave and just spill it. But, as everyone always told her in her youth, actions speak louder than words, so she gripped Dawn's shoulders without a word and pressed her lips firmly against Dawn's. She had to admit; it felt wonderful, more so than she had originally assumed it would.

She pulled away and looked into Dawn's eyes. Dawn looked panicked, clearly not expecting May to do something like that. May waited impatiently for a response.

"Oh, May…" she began awkwardly. "I… well, you know… and Paul…"

May held a finger to Dawn's lips.

"I understand, Dawn," she said, trying to hold back tears. "You don't like girls. And you just broke up with Paul. But at least let me confess my feelings to you."

There was a slight silence before she continued.

"I am in love with you, Dawn," May started. "I have been for a while now."

Dawn averted her eyes. May could tell she felt bad for her behavior toward May's gesture, but May understood the awkward position she put her in. Maybe her actions weren't the best, but she knew she had to do whatever was necessary to get it out.

"If you ever feel like maybe you'd like to give it a shot, I'll be waiting," May said, forcing a sad smile as she began to make her way to the boat.

She looked back and Dawn, who looked like she was still in some sort of shock, and waved to her friend, who she knew would never be any more than that. Dawn waved awkwardly and watched her boat leave. When the dock was finally out of view, May sighed and leaned back against the wall. She had done it, finally, and didn't feel any better than before. She supposed it should have been expected, she anticipated rejection. She at least thought she would feel a little better once she admitted her feelings.

But she hadn't, and she almost wished she had never said anything in the first place. She couldn't take it back, and she would just have to hope that this wouldn't affect their friendship. She decided to forget about it. After all, she knew it was true now, some things were just not meant to be.

Note: I hope you stuck with me to the end and enjoyed it. But it's not done! The next couple chapters will be letter form, so much lighter than this.