AN: What...? No Lance/Marina fics, ANYWHERE?

It can't be.

But, it's one-sided canon...

I must write one!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, or any characters in this story.

Marina sighed in content as she held her picture album to her chest.

It was chock full of pictures of him.

She couldn't help but grin as she pictured his smirking face, calling out commands to his powerful pokemon.

He was the whole reason she had started her pokemon quest, he was her one inspiration.

He had sparked her strange obsession with men in capes, causing her to go gaga-eyed over Eusine, and eventually coaxing his pokegear number out of him. She smiled as she remembered his shocked expression when she ran to him, hiding under his cape and pulling on it. She giggled at the thought.

But it was him that really captured her attention. His red and black attire, big, black combat boots, that cloak, not to mention his good looks! Those sharp eyes, graceful features, lightly tanned face, spiked red hair (Okay, so it was kinda pink...) and such a determined expression.

She imagined him holding her close, his arms gently wrapping that cape around her...Her eyes closed and she sighed.

POKERINGRING!!! Her pokegear screeched, and scowled at it, as it had ruined her fantasy.

She looked down at it and saw that three people were calling at once.

'Marina, Suicune has been spotted at Cianwood. Hurry! Morty should be on his wa-' -click-

'Marina, I-I just thought, ya know, m-maybe you'd like to-' -click-

'Yo, Marina! How are things? Listen, I was passing by Cheerygrove the other day an-' -click-

Said blue haired girl sighed once more, and lay down on a seat in the Pokemon Center.

"Lance..."

Would she ever have a chance to meet him?