My Biggest Mistake

Disclaimer~Me no owny! Okay I got an idea for this fic when I was chatting 
with a friend of mine at the tower, and we were talking about what would 
happen if we were transpoted to the pokemon world and we faced eachother in 
the final round. And I got to thinking what would happen afterwards, so I 
came up with a fic that would answer that question. Please bear in mind that 
the charcters are fictional and in no way represent my friend or I, or what 
we would really do in such a situation. So sit back, relax, and enjoy the 
fic (PS~It's in my POV, and I didn't use any real names eithar, just so ya 
know)

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I, Monday, sat on the bench of the Pokemon league locker room and looked at 
all of my Pokemon. They had been with me for so long, and were like family 
to me. I would be using all six of them in the final round of the pokemon 
league. In the final round I would be facing Aren.

I knew his pokemon almost as well as I knew my own, for we had been friends 
even since before our journeys began. He had started with a Charmander, and 
I had started with a Mudkip. I knew from the start that we face eachother 
someday, but I never expected it to be in the most important match of our 
lives. This match would determine who would be crowned pokemon master.

Unfortunatly, this is where my problem began. Over the time that I had known 
Aren, we had always had a special friendship. One in which we promised to 
always be friends, no matter what. Over the years, we had gotten so close, 
and I sometimes felt as if he was more then just my best friend, however 
this was not so. For if I ever did tell him that I felt that way sometimes, 
it would ruin our friendship, forever.

I knew that this upcoming battle would decide how our friendship would be 
from now on. I remember that Aren and I had plenty of battles; whenever we 
met, we always greeted eachother with a battle before catching up. He had 
won our first battle ever, but I had won everyone since that first one. I 
knew how he got when he lost, and if he lost today, he would probably never 
want to talk to me again, which would hurt me more then anything.

I have come up with only one solution, and that would be to lose to him on 
purpose. He wouldn't be mad at me if I lost...or would he? You see, Aren was 
about as smart as an Alakazam, so he would probably see right through my 
plan. Unless I made it a good loss, but still, I had always dreamed of being 
a pokemon master and opening my own dragon pokemon gym, like I knew he 
wished to open a fire pokemon gym.

If I lost to him, I would always regret it, but if I won, he would never 
become anything more to me then my ex-best friend since he would probably 
never speak to me again. What do I do? If I lose to him, he may suspect that 
I had let him win and my dream would never come true. If I won, my dream 
would come true, but he would no longer be my friend, which I couldn't bear 
to think about.

Eithar way, our friendship will never be the same after this moment, of that 
I was sure. Oh well, our battle is begining now. I recalled my pokemon and 
continued through the gates, I could already hear the announcer introducing 
us. I walked onto the side of the field across from Aren and looked at him, 
my stomach hurting because of how worried I was. "Good luck, and whatever 
happens, we'll always be friends." I heard the words Aren had said last 
night echo through my head.

"The battle between Aren and Monday will now begin!" the announcer shouted. 
I looked at Aren, and he looked at me. We nodded at eachother and threw the 
pokeballs containing our first pokemon forward and began the most important 
match that eithar of us would ever face.

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We had been battling long and hard, we each had one pokemon left. He had 
managed to knock out my: Raichu, Mudkip, Flygon, Breloom, and Altaria. I had 
knocked out his: Charizard, Walrien, Pidgeaot, Ditto, and Alakazam.

Both of our remaining pokemon were tired. His Bellosum from taking a 
flamethrower from my Salamance, that would have knocked Bellosum out if 
Salamance was a fire type pokemon. My Salamance was tired for battling two 
pokemon in a row. His Bellosum was prepairing for a final solarbeam, and 
Salamance was ready to fire another flamethrower. Whoever attacked first in 
this final attack would win.

I could already see Aren's hope diminishing, since I had this battle in the 
bag. I could easily win now and he knew it, or at least he thought he did. I 
had made up my mind as to what I was going to do as I glanced at my 
Salamance. Bellosum was only half way powered up, so there was no chance for 
it to escape a flamethrower. However, if I used Skull bash, Salamance would 
have to power up as well, and Bellosum would attack before Skull bash could 
hit.

I had made up my mind. "Salamance, prepare for a skull bash attack!" I 
shouted. Salamance glared at me, he knew that a flamethrower was all that it 
would take. I looked at Salamance, and he understood. I had explained the 
situation to all my pokemon and he knew what my decision had come to be. So 
he lowered his head, and waited for the solarbeam to come.

Aren was shocked as he saw Salamance lower his head. "That was a mistake, 
Monday, Bellosum is done powering up now. Bellosum, solarbeam!!" he shouted 
as the white and blue beam came forward, right at my Salamance. The last 
thing I saw before the solarbeam hit, was a smirk on Aren's face as his 
long-ish hair glowed white in the light of the solarbeam. I looked at him 
and wondered if I had made the right decision, but it was to late now, the 
solarbeam had made contact and my Salamance had fainted.

The crowd was in shock at what had just happened, as they didn't appluad and 
shout at first. And when they started to appluad, it was a bit hesitant, 
then it became stronger. They knew what had happened, or at least some of 
them knew I had taken a fall on purpose. I returned Salamance as Aren 
returned his Bellosum. He come over to me to shake my hand, as was custom 
after all pokemon league battles.

"Monday, why didn't you use flamethrower? You could easily have won, but why 
did you use Skullbash?" he glanced into my light brown eyes with a mixture 
of anger and confusion in his own.

"I didn't think, I guess I was to nervous and called out the wrong attack. 
Plus my Salamance was so tired, a flamethrower might have been to much for 
him." I lied, I hated lying, but I couldn't tell him the truth.

"It seemed almost as you let me win." Aren said, his voice oddly calm.

"You're my best friend, I would never let you win." I said quietly, in a 
voice a little over a whisper.

He looked at me, and sighed as he said "If you say you didn't let me win, 
then I believe you."Great, he believed my lie, was a truley such a good 
liar? That thought sickened me.

"What do you say we celebrate tonight at-" he began but was cut off by the 
Pokemon League president coming over to him.

"'Scuse me little miss, you may go back to the locker room now, as for you 
Aren, I have an announcement to make." the president announced to the two of 
us before pulling a microphone from his pocket. Aren looked at me as I left 
the field with a sad look in his eyes, but I did not return his look. I felt 
to sick to do much of anything at that moment.

As I sat down on the same bench in the locker room, I heard the president's 
booming voice announce to the whole stadium, "Ladies and gentlemen, what an 
amazing battle that was. However, someone had to win, and that person is 
Aren." I heard appluase before the president continued.

"Well, now that you have been crowned Pokemon Master, you have the rights to 
open your own gym where ever you please, plus the right to be titled as one 
of the best pokemon trainers. What shall you do next?"

I then heard Aren's voice say "I will probably celebrate my victory and open 
my own fire pokemon gym." I heard appluase once again. The president said 
some more things, but I couldn't stand to listen, I felt sick to my stomach 
at what I had done. I walked out of the stadium and quietly made my way down 
the empty streets to the room I was staying at during the pokemon league.

I ran to my room and shut the door. I then threw myself on my bed and cried 
untill I fell asleep.

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The next morning, I awoke to the sound of someone knocking on my door. My 
head hurt as I stood up and walked out of my bedroom, to the front door and 
opened it. It was no surprise that Aren was the one who had been knocking.

"Hello Aren." I said as he entered my room and sat down on the couch. I 
closed the door and sat beside of him on the couch.

"Monday, you missed the big party last night. It was so much fun, why didn't 
you come?" he asked me.

I stared at him in shock. "What party? No one told me about a party."

"Everyone was invited, all the people who had participated in the pokemon 
league were invited. Didn't you get your invitation?" he asked me.

"No, I didn't. I never got an invitation to any party." I replied.

"Really? Courtney was supposed to hand them all out." he told me. Well, no 
wonder I hadn't been invited, Courtney was a stuck up girl who would have 
nothing to do with me ever since I beat her in the third round of the 
pokemon league.

"Yeah, I didn't get one." Aren looked at me.

"Maybe she forgot."

"Yeah, she forgot." I told him, but I knew she didn't forget. She would 
never have given me an invitaiton to a party, or anything else for that 
matter. "Hey, do you want to go get some breakfast together?" I asked, to 
make up for not being at the party.

"I would, but I promised to meet Courtney somewhere this morning."

My heart sank when I heard this. "What do you mean?"

"Well, Courtney seems really nice and when she asked to go out somewhere 
with me, I couldn't say no. Well, I better get going. I gotta catch ya later 
Monday." Aren said as he left me sitting on the couch.

I could already feel my heart snap in two. I looked outside of my window and 
saw Courtney running up to meet Aren. Then they held hands as the two of 
them disappeared from sight. I couldn't take it anymore as I flung the door 
open and ran to the room of my friend, whose nick-name was Soccer.

I had to talk to someone, and I knew that Soccer would let me confide in 
her. I ran to her room and knocked on her door. She seemed a little annoyed 
to have a visitor so early, but when she saw me in the state I was at that 
moment, she quickly rushed me inside and had me sit at the dining table. She 
got us both a cup of tea and then sat down opposite from me.

"I've never seen you like this, Monday. What's wrong?" sheasked as she 
sipped on her tea. I just held my cup in my hands and one of my tears, that 
I had been trying to hold back, fell into the cup. I looked up at Soccer, 
who had brought a box of Kleenex to the table. I blew my nose as I began to 
reaccount what had happened over the past day and this morning to her.

"Holy shrimp, it seems as if you've been through a lot." Soccer replied. 
"But you do know that all of this is your fault, right?"

"Yeah, I figured that, but what was I supposed to do? Win and end our 
friendship?" I asked Soccer.

"If Aren is a true friend, then he would have taken his lose and would have 
been happy you won, he may have been sad that he lost, but you guys would 
still be friends. Plus he probably wouldn't be with that courtney girl now 
if you hadn't let him win." Soccer picked up the tea pot and refilled her 
cup, then she began stirring some sugar into it.

"Soccer, what can I do? I wish I had never let him win." I asked as I felt 
some more tears fall from my eyes. I didn't bother to wipe them up as I set 
my cup of undrinken tea on the table.

"Well, you can't go back into the past, and you can't wish it never 
happened, so I'd say your only solution is to talk to Aren. I will tell you 
this, whatever you decide, to let this continue on without a word, or if you 
tell him, your friendship will never be the same." Soccer got up and placed 
her empty cup in the sink and sat back down. "Only you can get yourself out 
of this mess."

I said my thanks and left her room and began to search for where Aren could 
be. I finally spotted him in the Pokemon park, he was sitting on the edge of 
the fountain, which was located in the middle of the park. I was about to 
walk up him, when Courtney came up to him. He looked up at her and sighed.

"What's wrong?" I heard Courtney ask him. I know I shouldn't have listened 
in, but I couldn't help myself, so I crouched behind a nearby bush and 
listened in.

"Well, it's just that my best friend, Monday. I think she lost to me on 
purpose." Aren sighed as he put his head in his hands.

"You won because you are so much better then Monday." Courtney said in a 
voice that made me want to puke.

"I mean, it wouldn't have mattered to me if she had lost, but I know she 
could have won very easily if she would have used flamethrower. It's not the 
fact that she lost that makes me mad, it's the fact that she could've won, 
but she didn't." Aren sounded really mad. I had only heard him mad like that 
once, and that's when he lost a coin toss to me in an old game we used to 
play with cards.

"Forget about her, if she did lose to you, which I doubt, then she doesn't 
deserve to be your friend anymore." Courtney told him. I couldn't think of 
not being Aren's friend anymore.

"AREN!!!! Don't listen to her!" I shouted as I jumped out from behind the 
bush. Courtney glared at me and Aren looked shocked, then he looked 
extremally mad. I looked at him and found that my words left me.

"Monday, what exactly are you doing here?" Aren asked me. "Don't tell me you 
were spying on us."

"I, well, listen Aren, I didn't mean to, I thought if I won, we wouldn't be 
friends, but I like you more then..." I stuttered. Aren glared at me, I had 
never seen such anger on his face.

"Friends? You thought our friendship could be ruined by a single battle? 
Well, I must say it has. No matter which way the battle went, we would have 
been friends. But when you can't even trust me to take a loss, and you lie, 
and you spy on me, that's going to far. I hate to do this, but I don't think 
we can be friends any longer." Aren glared at me.

"But Aren, I... well, I lo-" I tried to say, but it was to late. He walked 
away, not only from me but my whole life. I hadn't seen him since that day, 
except once. Several years later, and that was on TV to announce his 
engagement to Courtney.

What had happened to me after all these years? Well, I haven't trained 
pokemon since that day, I've lost the heart to. I never found anyone in my 
life like Aren, and I pushed all my friends away. Now, I even don't have any 
of my pokemon to talk to, well except one. Mudkip stayed with me since he 
was my first pokemon.

And a year after Aren and Courtney announced their engagement, they got 
married. I wasn't invited this time eithar, not that I had expected to be. I 
sighed with my Mudkip by my side and began to hike up the side of Mt. 
Silver. I couldn't take it anymore, the pain was to great, and as I saw it, 
there was only one way for it to end.

Or so I thought it would end there, but while I was walking up the hill to 
end it all, my eye caught something. It was a small Pichu who was injured in 
the middle of the road. I picked up the small creature, and he shivered. 
It's breathing was terribly labored. I ran to a near by Pokemon Center and 
dropped the creature off. I waited, and waited untill I fell asleep late 
into the night.

When I awoke the next morning, something small and yellow was licking my 
face. I looked up and saw the Pichu, good as new. I was so thankful to Nurse 
Joy for saving this Pichu. I walked out of the center and set the Pichu 
down, expecting it to run off, but it jumped on my shoulder and began to 
lick my cheek.

I held the creature in my hands, and it smiled at me. I looked up at the 
summit of Mt. Silver and some how, I didn't have the heart to continue uo to 
the top. I looked at the small Pichu and smiled. Perhaps I had found love 
after all in being this little Pichu's trainer.

I would always miss Aren, and what could have been, but I had to learn to 
move on. There were pokemon that depended on me. A year later I had began my 
journey again with Mudkip and Pichu by my side.

Maybe this time when I arrive at the pokemon league, I won't allow myself to 
lose. This time I will win, this time will be differant. I look up at the 
moon and make that promise as the wind blows my shoulder legnth, dark brown 
hair. This time, I will win.

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The End

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