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"Now hold on just a minute!" Dawn fought back. The Veilstone trainer glared into her crystal blue eyes." I don't know if you have noticed Paul but I'm and not some trophy to be won."

Paul scowled. "Then you can blame your pathetic friend over there." He pointed to Ash who was still eyeing him with hatred.

Brock stepped in. "Paul, be serious-"But Paul interrupted.

"I am serious." He stated flatly. "I won the battle I get the girl in that retarded beanie hat." Dawn's pale face turned boiling red.

"Excuse me but my name is Dawn!" She yelled, but the purple haired trainer shrugged her off.

"I don't have time for this." He took a pokeball from his pocket and released the Torterra; the continent pokemon looked at his master questionably.

"What are ya' doing Paul?" Ash questioned, still holding his starter in his arms.

The coal black trainer commanded out of vengeance. "Torterra use vine whip." Then he pointed at Dawn.

"Tor?" His starter looked at him with his eyes showing pure confusion.

"Do it, I command you." Paul said no act of sympathy or kindness shown in his voice.

Torterra did what he was told, a long vine whip unleashed form his tropical trees and grabbed the innocent girl.

"Hey!"

"Dawn!" Both Brock and Ash yelled in unison.

Ash balled his fists. "You're not getting away with this!" Pikachu jumped from his arms." Pikachu thunderbolt!"

"Pikaaaaa!" His cheeks started to charge energy.

The breeder called out to the Kanto trainer. "Stop Ash! You hurt Torterra you hurt Dawn as well!"

Paul smirked, knowing that he had obtained victory. "Then I suggest you let me leave in peace." Dawn started to let out tears.

Ash had the urge to pounce on Paul and rip of every organ in his body. "Why you…." He whispered.

Brock retrained him." Ash, I know how you feel…" He sighed." But we can't risk Dawn's own life to save her…" Ash calmed down, he watched helplessly as his Sinnoh rival took away his best friend.

The bluenette looked back at her traveling companions, her eyes are swollen, the cap wearing trainer called to her. "Don't worry Dawn will get ya back!"

"Pika Pi!"

And just like that she was gone.

She had remember being taken away form her friends, she had remembered crying until her eyes turned as pink as a cherry but she also strongly remembered how cruel Paul was.

"This seems like a good spot." Paul said, gazing all over the campsite. He then turned to his starter. "Release." He ordered, the continent pokemon obeyed.

"I'm going to go get firewood, I'll cook the dinner." He set his backpack on the ground and gave Dawn an eye piercing glare." Go make yourself useful and go fetch some water. You tried to leave you'll regret it."

Torterra looked at Dawn with an apologetic look. Dawn just grinned a little. "I know you didn't want to…" she petted him.

"Come Torterra." Paul said, and then let out another pokemon.

"Honchrow!" The big boss pokemon screeched.

"Watch her; make sure she doesn't escape, if she does come to me quickly." Paul whispered, but Dawn could hear it clearly.

'Does he think I'm that stupid?' Dawn thought, making her way to the sparkling river bank nearby. 'Even if I tried to leave, I'll probably end up lost and killed by a Ryhorn.'

Dawn gathered the water in a small pail and returned the campsite, feeling Honchrow's stare. Paul was already there with firework in his arms, and in Torterra's vine whip.

"What took you so long?" He asked, harshly. Dawn didn't feel like arguing, she just placed the water on the ground.

"Troublesome girl." He muttered, and then released Magmortar to start a fire then he started to prepare dinner.

Dawn curled up into a little ball by the fire, feeling lonely. "I miss Brock's cooking, and I miss how Ash always asked him dinner would be ready…" The memories began to give her grief; she tried desperately to hold back the tears.

Paul noticed this and set the bowls on the table. "Stop crying you look like a fool."

Dawn snapped." Don't tell me what to do."

Paul shrugged and took a seat, and started to sip his stew. "If you want dinner you're going to have to come over here and get it." He stated the obvious.

The blunette pouted but her stomach roared, she sighed, giving into the demands and walked over to the camp table.

Paul handed her bowl. "Don't choke on it." Then he started to eat again.

Dawn growled and thought. 'I hope he does.' She sipped the stew. "Not to bad." She announced out loud.

"Don't need your review." Paul said, not caring for her comment.

The coordinator frowned then finished eating, Paul noticed this and swiped the bowl away and started washing the dishes.

"Do you want me to help?" Dawn was always used to helping Brock clean up after dinner.

"No." Paul stated, coldly. His back turned towards her. Dawn sighed and picked up her backpack.

"Were do you think your going?" He snapped, Dawn groaned." Just to change into my pajamas geez." He crawled into the tent and zipped it close

'Don't you dare.' Paul thought to himself as he finished washing his last dish. But a part of him forced him to walk over near the tent and he slowly unzipped it

'Back away slowly Shinji…'The good side of him said helpfully, but Paul still kept his eyes on 'her'

Dawn finished undressing, but noticed a chill coming form the back of the tent; she turned around and noticed the Veilstone trainer blushing madly with his eyes locked on her. "Ahhh!" She threw stuff at him and tried to cover herself. "You son of a bitch! Get out!"

Paul quickly zipped up the tent and held his heart, is face feeling as hot as the sun's bright rays. He leaned his back against a tree and started to slowly pant.

'Told ya'so.' The good side of him remarked.

The purple hair trainer shook it all away and cleared his mind. "This is going to be a long journey." He mumbled. He went to go change into his night shirt and sweat pants by the river, but when he came back he noticed Dawn moving her sleeping back towards the put out fire place.

"Are you crazy?" He glared. "If you're out there then you might as well want to die." He sounded worried and concerned but that didn't intrigued Dawn at all.

The coordinator hissed and pouted. "I rather die then have you try look at me when I'm naked AGAIN."

Paul's cheeks tinted pink. "Whatever freeze, see if I care." He dragged his sleeping bag in the tent and zipped it up.

'You know that was wrong.' His conscious said in his mind.

'Shut up.' Paul tried to block out the voice in his head.

'How would you like seeing a girl death in your own campsite?' The voice pestered.

Paul ignored the voice and tried to fall asleep.

"Espically if it's the girl you loveeeeeee."'

Paul clutched his covers of his sleeping bag and unzipped the tent, witnessing a shivering girl trying to keep herself warm.

The mauve trainer thought with remorse for himself. 'I know I'm going to regret this….' Then he slid inside Dawn's sleeping bag and wrapped his arms around her.

The blunette tried to open her eyes, though since she was too sleepy to understand what was happening she then eventually gave up and fell right back asleep.

Paul smirked to himself. "I think I'm going to like this…"

K that's it. Sorry things are in my mind that seems to be worrying me but im not going to let that affect my writing.