Disclaimer: Pokemon and all related concepts, characters, and so forth belong to Gamefreak and the producers of the show: I own nothing, and claim to own nothing. Contains snippets from various songs and books, all of which I do not own, and which belong to their rightful owners. This is for fun only.

Characters: Various characters/ couples from Pokemon games, manga and anime. This one features Lunick X Solana from the Ranger game, the way I imagine them.

Summary: In Soviet Russia, Pokemon chooses you. It just…hasn't chosen me yet -_- Also, this piece contains lyrics from Ellie Goulding's song 'I'll Hold My Breath'.

Correlation

~Breathe air you're not used to, tread floors you don't fall through

Make waves, you crash a symbol hard~

Eyes favoured by summer collided with ones frost-kissed, and the degrees of separation between you filled the room with a hurricane only the two of you were buffeted by. As you tried to plant your feet you were introduced to each other by your leader, and when your names left your lips they twined in the air together, becoming the eye of the storm: you were Lunick and Solana. You were the moon and the sun. You were a boy and a girl. You were opposites in every way possible- you knew just by looking into each other's eyes, your glazed stares grazing over hair that was night-dark and the blue of a clear sky, respectively. You both reached out to take each other's hands at the exact same moment, skin meeting and bursting into flame. You shook once, your lips having parted in wonderment.

You should have known that opposites attract.

~Fight fires in your best clothes

Touch skin with your eyes closed,

Chase thunder with the volume down

Like a suitcase, wander to the next town~

Paired together soon after, it was quickly made apparent just how different you two were. One was dexterous and fuelled by enthusiasm, made reckless with the desire to help and empowered by the need for adventure; the other was sympathetic and friendly with everyone, soft-spoken but always listening. A plusle partner, mirroring minun even in terms of temperament, added to your dissimilarities- but the two of you laughed it off, even naming them Rin and Len to make a joke out of the irony of you two having such similar partner pokemon (he had been looking for a nickname for his partner, he had claimed, so it worked out perfectly). You watched each other closely after that first patrol, trying to keep that old man's (untrue, can't possibly be true) words that the two of you would make a good couple out of your mind. When you saw each other static would crawl across your skin, causing your hair to stand on end- but then again, maybe it was your partner, attempting to make you stop staring and get a move on. After a few days of dodging each other you caved in, sitting together at dinner and laughing about anything and everything. Things you had never told anyone before slipped out, and your friendship formed faster than a hit-and-run: every night for two months you found yourselves sitting cross-legged on one of your beds in the base, flannel pajamas resting on cotton sheets, whispers unfading until the sun broke the sky with its golden hammer.

You should have known when things were too perfect.

~Follow no one, always play the wrong card

Waste days in foreign places

Shed light on your better side~

Trouble arose in form of the Go-Rock Squad. Eyes became ever-vigilant. Tempers of the leaders flared, frustrated at both themselves and others. Mission upon mission built up upon your shoulders, until at turned into a leaning tower of stress that weighed you down wherever you roamed. You were split up, always taking on missions a region apart, the memory of your companionship a faraway comfort. You hardly knew each other, you reasoned even as you pined; there was no reason to feel so strongly for someone you had just met. Still, you wondered at night if the other was staring up at the same star you were. When you returned (after what seemed like years but was, really, only a month and a half) the embrace you shared was enough to elicit raised brows, but the others left it alone. The two of you pulled back, bruised and aching from your battles, and this time your eyes saw not your outward contrasts, but your inner ones.

He saw not the brash girl with boundless energy but a passionate warrior, eyes blazing with a determination that made all of her bruises and scars dim until all he could see was someone as radiant as the sun.

She saw not the sweet boy with the good heart but a solemn protector, with a face so thoughtful and open that she couldn't help but think of the moon, and how beautiful it was as it watched over those it loved.

You should have known that right then and there was the perfect moment to speak your feelings.

~You are the risk I'll always take

The only branch I'll never break

These fears, we'll blow them all away~

Neither of you would ever forget the time when you were ambushed. That army of villains forced you both into a corner, and it had become a warzone- you were back to back, wielding your styluses and pokemon allies in an attempt to fend them off. Nevertheless, you stood united, your free hands locked together in a sign of unity.

~I'm here, I'm here to take you~

Pokemon moves lashed, elements forcing you to bend until you broke, but you wouldn't give up; because giving up would be condemning the other, too. With your heartbeats pounding out the rhythm of battle and chests heaving in tandem, you both screamed your defiance and hatred for them and what they were doing to Fiore, even as blood ran down your face and obscured your vision.

~I'll swim, I'll swim to save you~

It was then that you two found equilibrium. The moon and the sun rested on an equinox. Summer and winter settled into spring. The boy and the girl stopped clashing and started correlating. And with the last of your strength you fought off the remaining Go-Rock Squad members, watching as they fled before sinking to your knees in exhaustion. Your hair was tangled, matted with grime; your eyes were blinded by tears of relief and fatigue. Hands, calloused from nearly a year of being a ranger, roamed each other's bodies, breathless reassurances that you were both alright pouring from your mouths in an incoherent waterfall. When you had both calmed down enough you realised that you held each other in a close embrace, tears washing each other's faces, lips parted and hovering ever so close together.

~No fall, I'm here to catch you~

Your first kiss tasted of sweat and victory, and you rested your foreheads together, laughing and crying at the same time.

You should have known a lot of things, but it didn't matter. You had each other now.

~I'll hold my breath~