Author's Note:

Hey guys! I know most of your are probably screeching because I should update my next story, however, I kind a got sick last week and couldn't complete the chapter. I'm half-way done with it, but it'll probably be out by next week. THIS STORY, however, I have a bit prepared. This is the prologue and I hope you all enjoy. The updating to this story might be a bit all over the place-but I'll try to upload it as much as possible. Anyways, on with the story!

"It's the same again and again!" screeched a brunette, her brown hair, which was tied neatly in two pigtails, bounced around angrily around her face. Her sapphire eyes burned with intense anger and betrayal.

"No, it's not. Just listen to me." retorted the green-haired male. He tried to keep his composure cool, but he was clenching his fists.

The two were standing by the shoreline in Slateport City, an apparent checkered cloth and picnic basket lay forgotten a couple feet away. About fifty yards away were a group of giggling girls—their eyes full of malice as they stared at the fighting couple.

"I heard enough!" the brunette screamed shrilly, "I should've known that you'd never change!"

"Come on, it was just one complement, nothing more!" His anger and sense of guilt began to rise within him.

The brunette, however, let out a hallowed laugh, "Yeah, I don't think telling a girl she looks really damn good and inviting her over to your house later counts as a compliment."

"Wait, what?" The anger in his voice was forgotten in that moment, confusion etched in his face.

However, the brunette jabbed her thumb behind her, where the group of girls started to hide their faces, "I know they take things to the extreme, but I highly doubt they would make something like that up."

The confusion vanished as the boy yelled in her face, "You're too trusting! Why do you believe them over your own boyfriend! What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Tears quickly formed in her eyes as the brunette abruptly walked past the green haired boy and muttered, "I'm going for a walk…"

With her arms crossed, the ignored all the sneers from the groups of girls and just tried to calm herself down. The sound of the waves splashing against the shore slowly calmed down the brunette, and she began to replay the fight in her mind. Out of all their spats, this is one of the worst yet. They never argued to this extent. She let out a dejected sigh and ran her finger through her hair.

"Of course I'd blow up over something his fan girls would say…I just can't help it…I've seen him when he use to play his fan girls…. I get so scared that he might be…"

Shaking her head, and turning around, the brunette let out a small sigh, "Maybe I should just go and try to talk with him again. I just hope we can get over this one…."

She started to jog back, her sad expression turning into a light smile. However, she arrived to a scene that she should've expected to happen. Instead of seeing him alone, she saw the group of girls huddled around him. Jealousy swelled inside the brunette as she stomped her way there, but then immediately regretted it. She saw another girl clamped onto the male tightly, kissing him roughly. He had his hands on her shoulders.

Tears quickly came as she tried to hold them back—but failed. Everything seemed to fall apart at that moment. The brunette began to slowly walk away into the city. Once she was a safe distance away, she pulled out her cell phone and sent the boy one text:

{It's over. Goodbye.}

"So…it's already been a year…"

A young man with purple hair and onyx eyes was smiling slightly as he walked the path inside Twinleaf Forest. He agreed to meet with his girlfriend in this secluded area, first because this was going to be her last day in this small town and second, this is where he took her for their first date.

He had his hands in his pocket, his usual gesture, but inside his pocket was a small black box. He might not be so good with jewelry, but he hoped his fashion crazy lover would at least be happy at the thought of buying her something.

A small sarcastic chuckle escaped his lips, knowing that she would probably maim him for not remembering all the fashion crazes she drones into him.

As he walked down the path, memories floated by him. The time he asked her out…the day they went to a carnival and the way her face lit up when he won her a life-sized stuffed dog. They babysat his brother's kids and her laugh as she and his small baby niece giggled as they played.

He managed to find the area where he promised to meet his girlfriend. They promised on meeting near a small stream that's located inside—where they had the picnic.

Brushing off that smile and returning his usual expressionless demeanor, he walked away from the man-made path and towards the stream. Trees surrounded him—but his own path was familiar.

After about five minutes of walking, he appeared into the clearing—but he almost wished he hadn't. There, about three yards away from him, stood his beautiful girlfriend, her eyes widened and her lips captured with another guys. Immediately, the happiness went away, leaving behind a scowl far greater than he had ever given.

After about five grueling seconds, he coughed out loud—making the pair jump and the boy push away from her. He had brown hair and equally brown eyes. He seemed afraid at the sight of the purple haired boy—but also annoyed.

The girl had navy blue hair and bright sapphire eyes, a shocked and apologetic look on her face. She took a step towards him, her lower lip slightly quivering and mumbled, "I-It's not what—"

However, the glaring purple haired boy lifted up a hand to silence her. Then, his cold voice mixed with anger filled the quiet terrain, "I don't want to hear it. Next time, don't play someone if you don't want to be with them. Next time, just dump me."

"B-But—"

The boy turned his back on the duo, taking out the small box in his hand. Scoffing, and ignoring the throbbing pain in his heart, he threw the box on the ground, "Listen, Troublesome girl, because I'm only going to say this once. Find your happiness, but don't put the happiness of others in harm's way. In uglier ways, we're done and don't try to contact me."

He heard a heavy sob from behind him, and his heart seemed to turn to stone and crack slightly. Ignoring the anger, jealousy, and heartbreak, the purple hair boy just turned his head towards the brunette boy.

He wanted to punch him, but the purple haired boy just managed to keep his cool as he spoke, "She's all yours. Keep her."

Ignoring the sobs and heartache, the purple haired boy walked away. As he did, his heart screamed in agony.

"I wonder where he went this time…."

A girl with chocolate-brown hair that reached mid back and startling jade eyes shook her head and sighed. She was talking a walk through the local park in Pallet Town—waiting for her boyfriend. They promised to meet up under their favorite oak tree at around 3 p.m.—but as usual, he was late. At first, the girl would be suspicious—but he always reassured her that he wasn't doing anything wrong. Although his track record isn't exactly clean—the girl knew that she could trust him no matter what.

Deciding not to wait around, the girl had decided to just walk around and take in the serenity before having the rest of her day with her egoistic, arrogant, loving boyfriend.

The girl smiled warmly as she took in the sounds of the birds chirping and children playing around with their parents. There were no clouds in the sky—all in all—a seemingly perfect day.

After about fifteen minutes, the girl became tired of walking around. Slightly irritated, she had decided to head towards the center of the park where small shops are stood around selling simple things, like snacks or relatively cheap jewelry. She hadn't bought some fresh fruit salad in a while—and knowing her boyfriend—he could take his time.

After a few minutes of silent walking, the girl found her way and gave a cheery smile to the girl at the makeshift counter. "Hello Jessica."

The said counter girl, Jessica, gave the girl a weary smile, "Hey there …would you like the usual?"

"Um…sure, yeah, sure…" The brunette noticed Jessica's strange behavior, but decided to leave it to rest. She tended to act like that from time to time. While Jessica was making the snack, the other gave another attempted at a cheery smile, "So, have you seen my flake for a boyfriend? He promised he'd be here by now—but hasn't turned up."

Jessica's hand sharply slipped from the counter she was holding and gave her a small frown. The brunette, paling slightly, let out an airy laugh, "Um…are you okay Jessica?"

Ignoring the increasing awkwardness, Jessica leaned onto the counter so those around her couldn't hear what she was about to whisper to her now frightened friend, "He arrived fifteen minutes ago…but he was….oh, how do I say this?"

"Say what?" Fear was slowly trickling away from the brunette, leaving behind anger," Spit it out, Jessica."

Jessica gave her a pitiful glance, "Ohhh….I saw him with another girl. At first, I thought they were just friends…but that girl kept on latching herself to him. I saw him push away….but she was relentless."

"…Where?" Her voice came out as a choked whisper.

Moving away, Jessica pointed towards the end of the center, down the center between two stores, "I saw the other girl drag him there….they never came back out. I—I'm so sorr—"

However, the brunette just stood up and marched her way there. Anger was completely evident in every step she took that all other pedestrians who were about to greet her knew immediately to walk away. Making her way through the alley between the two shops, she silently marched into the shaded darkness.

In this faint darkness stood two teens; one spiky auburn hair boy and the other was a long blonde haired girl. Both of their eyes were closed and the one who blond hair had her arms secured tightly around the other's neck while the other had his hands on her arms.

The brunette, with tears threatening to fall, placed up all the courage she could muster and cleared her throat. The boy, opening his eyes in shock, pushed the blond away from him and looked at the brunette. The look in his eyes were the look of absolute shock, "I-It's not what you—"

"Save it." The brunette replied coldly, "I don't want to hear any of your excuses."

The boy was shell-shocked, while the blond girl just gave the brunette a scoff. Glowering, she focused her attention to the blond and realized that she recognized her, "Weren't you one of his ex-cheerleaders…Charlotte, right?"

"Head cheerleader," Charlotte replied, looking a bit smug. "And his favorite I might add."

The brunette just took on a deeper scowl, "I can tell."

"H-hey…please listen." Said the boy, who recovered from his shocked expression and was now wearing a look of absolute sadness; He walked towards the brunette and grabbing her hand. She, on the other hand, was revolted and tried to pull away as she grumbled, "Let me go."

"Not until you listen. It's all a big—"

"Mistake?" She interrupted, glaring harshly at him, "It's all a big mistake? Well, it didn't look like a mistake to me as you were so into that kiss. How long have you been cheating on me? A week…? A month…? Maybe even a year?"

Before the boy could interrupt, she continued with her rant, tears threatening to fall, "I trusted you. I. Trusted. You. You promised me that you'd never cheat, and I was stupid enough to believe you. Now, I know to never do that again."

"You're angry. Please, just—"

"No!" She screamed, finally pulling away from him and taking a few steps back, "No! I won't calm down because this is it. We're done! I told before Oak, I don't like self-inflected pain, and I won't do that if it means being with you and having my heart be broken by you every time I see a girl attempt to kiss you and you fall for it every time. I—I just…"

Looking at him, whose face took on a look of hopelessness and anger, and towards Charlotte, who was wearing a triumphant smile, the girl finally cracks as tears trickled down her face. Her voice came out as a small whisper, "I was wrong about you…."

She then ran off, ignoring Jessica's voice as she called out to her friend and ignoring the strange looks her neighbors gave her. All she wanted was to go home.

A dejected sigh echoed through the large building as a raven-haired boy sat down on the floor. He was visiting his best friend's house after she texted him, ranting about how her ex-boyfriend doesn't leave her alone and she needed company. He knew that as soon as his friend's sisters let him in—the pained expressions on their faces that followed him as he walked in—that he should've ran to her bedroom and consult her right away. But first, he needed to steel his resolve. After all, he might lose himself once he entered his friend's room and she rambles on about her ex-boyfriend, crying at how stupid he was and how she loves him and other rubbish.

'Loves him…' The though echoed in the raven's mind as he slowly stood up. 'Loves him…but not me…'

His face reddened at the thought of his beautiful best friend loving him like how he loves her; although, that seemed impossible. Letting out another sigh, he slowly made his way upstairs and knocked on his friend's door. Strangely, it didn't open. 'Odd…' The raven thought. She always opened the door when there's a knock.

He knocked a second time—but still nothing. His mind tugged at the memories of one of the sisters giving the raven a sly smile and saying that if she never opens the door, that he opens it himself. Although he was a gentlemen—his friend's texts did worry him.

Knowing that his mother would probably scold him about entering a girl's room without invitation, he opened the door and met an eye-full. His best friend, with her fiery orange hair tied to a side pony-tail and her eyes tightly shut as she has her small arms wrapped tightly around a boy's neck. The boy has auburn hair and is a head taller than the girl, his arms wrapped around the girl's waist.

The raven, feeling instantly sick, slowly closed the door and allowed his best friend to continue doing what she pleased with her 'ex' boyfriend. Silently, he made his way downstairs and met the sight of his friend's three sisters. They all still carried the same pained expression, but now the raven realized that the pain wasn't for their sister, but for him.

"How long?" The raven asked his voice slightly cracking. "How long have you known about I feel?"

The blond, who appeared to be the eldest, replied in a whisper, "When you, Mist and Ritchie came back from a day at the park and you kept on glaring at the two."

The sister with dark blue hair scoffed, "I was like glaring as well—like didn't you see how our youngest sister was like basically doing it on our couch?"

The raven paled and glared at the floor. The three sisters instantly gave him looks of apologies and the one with vibrant pink hair gave a glare to the blue-haired one, "Violet, like look what you did! You made the poor boy seem like totally sick."

Violet seemed to retort, but the blond intervened, "Lily, Violet, let's not argue about our sister…risqué behavior around boys like right now."

"Yes Daisy." The two sisters replied in mumbles. Daisy then gave the raven a small smile, "Like, give her some time. I know she feels the same way about you too."

The raven tensed slightly, but looked up to meet Daisy's eyes and let out a forced smile, "I don't think so…Mist seemed too involved with Ritchie. Anyways, I'm leaving Kanto in a few days anyway."

"Leaving?" The three girls screamed at once.

The raven scowled as he looked up to see if Mist heard, then returned to his uncharacteristic expressionless look as he stared at the three sisters, "Yeah, leaving. I'm going to Hoenn for a while to visit a friend of mine. I haven't seen her in a while. Just…don't tell Mist."

"But…" Lily started, looking nervously at the ceiling, as if Mist were staring down at them, "Like, how long to mean 'a while'?"

The raven sighed, ruffling his hair with his hand in an impatient manner, "Don't know, possibly a couple months…. Point being, I won't be visiting in a while."

Before any of the girls could ask any more questions, the raven turned his back to them and headed towards the front door. Before opening it, he turned his head back and gave the sisters a pained smile, "Thanks for your kindness….and thanks for the reassurance…but Mist would never love me the way I love her. And now…it's time for me to leave. Don't tell her where I'll be going….Take care."

The raven heard their soft goodbyes as he gently closed the door. As he walked down the streets of Cerulean City, a bitter smile formed on his lips and a bitter thought went through his mind, "I, Ash Ketchum, won't let her hurt me again."

Hope you all enjoyed this prologue! The next chapter might come out in one or two weeks.

~PkerKairi