Hey. This would be my first fic. I've been a member for what?.. Over a year and I finally now upload a fic?

Yep. Thanks to Hitsugaya16 for boosting my nonexistent confidence.

This story was originally going to be a oneshot. But then I realized I couldn't fit all of it one chapter without driving myself crazy. D;

Remember. This is my first fic. No flames. See any errors or typos, just point it out to me and it'll be fixed. :D

Summary;

Shortly after beating Drew in the grand festival, she disappeared from contests. He eventually followed suit, not finding contests the same without her. Coordinators past and present are invited to a reunion/ball. What will happen? Contestshipping.

Disclaimer;

Pokemon, the characters, locations, and various other items mentioned in this story do not belong to me, and belong to Satoshi Tajiri.

She had disappeared. After that last Grand Festival, he never saw her again. After a gruesome battle, she had won. Her Blaziken against his Roserade. Sure, she had a type advantage. But those two never let their battles end as the result of a type advantage. It didn't matter with those two. She beat him, which he was sure she could had done with any of her Pokemon considering how high her determination was, and proved she is a valuable rival.

He always knew that, but he knew she would have to prove it to herself. So he let her think he thought of her as an amateur to motivate her. But she was more than that to him, more than a rival that is. She was everything to him, but he never admitted it to anyone other than himself, and even then he was in denial. Even now, years later, he still wasn't sure what he was feeling. If it was friendship, a minuscule crush, or.. love.

Three years had passed. He was now 17 years old. He had grown much, but his hair and eyes would always be recognizable to his fans. She would be 17 now as well, but he wasn't sure if he would recognize her if she were to walk right by him. Had she changed? Or was she still the same old klutz? He knew he wanted the chance to find out, to see her again, to tell her about these feelings he's been having.. but would she be joined at the hip with some other guy by now? Surely she would. She was beautiful after all, there's no way she wouldn't have a boyfriend. Drew inwardly scowled at the thought. He felt a strange.. possessiveness over her. Only, he wasn't sure if he should, considering he hasn't been in her life for so long.

He briefly wondered why she left in the first place. Was she well in health and happiness? He had so many questions and so far no answers. He couldn't bring himself to pick up a phone, or go to the gym her family lives at. Surely a simple letter would suffix, but he still never sent one. Oh, don't get it wrong. He wrote plenty of letters. He just never sent any of them.

He was a coward. He is a coward. He's a pathetic coward that shouldn't have acted so crude and irresponsible. He let her slip through his hands, and now he was feeling the pain.

So. Luckily this story has a happy ending for the duo. But maybe I should explain further, right?

A reunion. A reunion was expected to reunite people from the past. So when Drew received a invitation to a reunion for Coordinators, more like a ball, it had nothing to do with the prospect of seeing May again.. right? Yeah, keep telling yourself that Drew. Actually, the chance to see May again, provided she accepted the invitation (Knowing she had to have gotten one given her status as a former champion), excited him. His face didn't show the glee he actually felt at that prospect, but it was there.

The ball, or reunion as it is, would be taking place in Slateport City. Talk about nostalgia. Drew had just less than two weeks to prepare for this grand event, though he wouldn't need all that time. His Flygon could surely get him there in a few hours, and his appearance? He didn't need to worry, he looked good no matter what. Drew believes he was born lucky with his dashing good looks and cool exterior. This is why it baffles him on how he did not get the girl.

"Sir, would you like a refill?" Drew jolted out of his reviver. He has lost himself in a place he has often thought about once again. The young man with odd colored hair now turned his attention to the waitress that was holding a hot pot of coffee to him. "Um, no. No thanks." He attempted to smile, to not come off as rude to this stranger that was serving him, and she just blushed. At this point Drew realized he had another admirer. The waitress, whose name tag revealed her name to be Sherry, had went off to take the order from a family of three that just walked in the door.

Taking noticed that the waitress continued to send glances at the famous Coordinator, he turned his attention onto the small cafe he was at. Just a small family owned cafe, though their desserts were widely known as amazingly delicious. The color scheme of said place was just a calm mix of neutral colors such as tan, beige, and browns. A bit of reds were thrown into the color scheme and seemed to really pop out and grab your eye.

Once Drew was done finishing his cup of coffee, he left leaving the money he owed and a small tip on the table. After a minute to decide where to head, he decided he would head for the hotel where all the guests invited to the reunion would be staying. He had arrived two days ago, and still had not seen a glimpse of what would be May Maple. Drew now realized that the ball would be this coming Saturday.

After entering the hotel, the calendar on the hotel's wall told him today was Wednesday. Just a few more days. He couldn't deny the nervous flutter in his chest. Just not knowing. Not knowing if it was too late to talk to May, or if she was even going to show up.

Now drawing his attention away from the wall, he looked at the lobby. Drew had noticed that as you walk in the double doors of the hotel, you're faced at a reception desk, and the lobby was placed behind it. The flooring from the entrance up to the reception desk had been tiled with a marble flooring. Eying his way up to the lobby, the navy blue carpet with gold accents was noticeable, with matching decor and furniture thrown around for the visitors comfort. A few, but not many, people lounged around the lobby. If he had to guess, he'd say most people were out enjoying the sunny afternoon and getting all hyped up for this ball. As he scanned the room he took note that Robert, the Hoenn champion from the year he first met May, was apparently flirting with a young lady Drew had never seen before. Probably a new comer that was invited for the promise she showed.

Before Drew could try and recognize anyone else, a voice shouted out to him. "Drew!" As he turned around, he was engulfed in a welcomed hug from a beautiful lady with locks of hair that could be described as peach. "Solidad.. I figured I'd run into you sooner or later." Drew let out a smirk, but Solidad knew behind the laid back expression, he was happy to see her. "Hmm. You figure you'll run into May.. hopefully sooner rather than later?" Solidad had this sly grin on her face, and Drew simply didn't like it. He decided to do the one thing he did best. Be Drew. Yep, that means he flipped his hair and let off a scoff. Though he didn't verbally deny it. At this point, he knew he couldn't.

Hearing a sigh, his attention once again fell on the woman standing next to him. "I.. ran into Harley." If anyone had been paying attention, they would have noticed Drew's face drain of color. "Why on Earth was he invited?" Solidad raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow at the younger Coordinator. "You know full well that Harley won the Sinnoh Grand Festival. You never won one, and you were invited. Don't ask stupid questions." Drew had expected this. At this point, he considered it useless to mention that he hadn't entered any of the grand festivals after the Sinnoh one.

He could say he lost respect for the contest league after them handing the trophy over to Harley. Only, most people had assumed right when they said his break was the cause of May's break from contests. Back to the subject of Harley being invited, it was expected.. but not welcomed for Drew. Though Solidad, and anyone with full function of their brain, would be annoyed with the purple haired man in question, she still had a soft spot for Harley. 'Arceus knows why..'

After saying their goodbyes, for Solidad had to take a call on a videophone located near the reception desk, Drew decided to head outside and go for a walk along the beach with his Roserade. After exiting the double doors he released said Pokemon who glowed in the afternoon sun with content. After that, they were off.

Yep. Next chapter will most likely focus on May and what's she been doing, and her arrival to Slateport. Reviews and (hopefully) kind words would be much appreciated. c: