"What!" Ash said out load, his voice echoing through the small town of Pallet. Concerned of the scream, Ash's mom Delia Ketchum, ran to her son's bedroom only to find a very upset Ash.

"What's wrong Ash?" Delia looked to see Ash holding a letter, with a crest to the University of Viridian. Recently Ash had gotten a scholarship from the University; he only had to send a letter accepting, which he did a week ago. He expected a letter confirming his acceptance, but instead got this:

"Dear Ash Ketchum,

We have not yet received any letter of confirmation, as it has already been a month, and due to the deadline we believe you have denied our request and we will instead fill your spot with other hopeful students. We respect your decision and hope you do well in the path you have chosen,

Sincerely yours,

Dean Oak"

"How could this happen I sent my letter a week ago." Ash thought back to what happened last week, and then he remembered. He turned to his mom and asked for his cellphone. He looked through his contact list and found the number he was looking for.

"Hey Brock," Ash said.

"Hey Ash how are you doing?" Brock asked.

"I'am doing alright," Ash lied "hey do you remember last week when I was going to the post office and you told me you would do it instead?" Ash had a feeling Brock was sweating now. "Well did you send it?"

"Well you see…"

"Did you or did you not send it Brock" Ash interrupted him. "No…" Brock responded

"Why didn't you send it then?" Ash asked, even though he knew the obvious reason why.

"Well there is this girl…" but Ash hung up on him, to frustrated to even here his idiotic story. He lied on his bed, covering his face with a pillow. He wanted to scream, how his life could have gone so wrong. He always wanted to become a pokemon trainer. He would take all the courses about pokemon, and would always be the top in the class. He did all those courses even though he knew he might not even become a trainer. As it was mandatory you must be 18, and have a diploma from a pokemon university, and Ash knew it would be expensive.

Due to only his and his mother's funds they probably couldn't afford the tuition, but it didn't matter because Ash got a scholarship to one of the best universities in Kanto. That's why he was so angry now, because all of his hard work went down the drain, just because of his stupid friend. Ash felt like crying until he felt his mother's gentle touch that told him to have hope. So he did, or tried to at least.

It was only the beginning of summer, so he still had a chance to get in a university before they all start at September. So the next day he called Viridian University, but as he suspected, they had no more room for any more students. Ash looked through all the pokemon universities that gave him scholarships and called. But they all gave him the same answers. Desperate Ash tried to raise money in hopes to get in to one of the cheaper universities.

He did odd jobs for people, like taking care of pokemon, cooking, lifting heavy objects, and babysitting. He even got a day job at the pokemon center, and a night shift at the poke-mart. But even doing all of it, by the middle of July, Ash only seemed to have enough money to go to the university for 5 months, maybe six. Ash thought that was still pretty good, until he remembered he still had to buy the clothes, books, campus, food, and even more.

Ash woke up on the last day of summer miserable. He tried so hard to become a trainer, but the world always seemed to push him down when he came close to it. He walked up to his bathroom mirror, to inspect his looks. He was a complete mess, his hair was just sticking out everywhere, his eyes seemed to become a bit baggy, and his once toned tanned body was starting to get a bit chubby from his lack of visits to the gym. Though he still looked handsome, he had to admit he was less from it right now. But Ash was now considering if he should just give up his dream of becoming a trainer. Ash remembered all the other scholarships he had gotten, involving sports, math, and science universities. It wouldn't be too bad to pursue other things in life, plus he couldn't just mope around while his mom will probably depend on him when she grows old, as the new person of income. But before he could peruse the thought he was interrupted by his mom calling him downstairs.

Ash walked down the steps to come face to face with Brock. He was obviously nervous, and he should be, knowing Ash is well trained in most fighting arts. But Ash didn't show any sign of attack, or resentment. He only asked him if he would like something to eat, Ash's mom sighed in relief.

Brock walked through Ash's house, still suspicious of his hospitality. Ash showed him to a couch, and told him to sit. "So what would you like, Brock?"

"Some coke would be alright." Ash got himself up, walked into the kitchen and walked back with two cans of coke, one for Brock and one for him. He tossed one of them to Brock, and his guest began drinking from it. The host took the seat closest to the couch. There was a silence between them, and in that time Ash began to scan Brock. He was wearing what looked to be a very expensive suit, but other than that he seemed to be the same spiky hair, squinty eyed Brock. "Ash… do you still hate me?"

"No, Brock I don't hate. I know you didn't mean to do it intentionally, and I know how you are around girls." Ash said it jokingly, but Brock was still serious.

"Then Ash, I want to make it up to you." The 18 year-old raised an eyebrow. "Ash, I 'am going to get married to a woman named Christie Wallens, she's the one I met when I was about to deliver the letter."

"Well congratulations, but what does that have to do with me."

"Ash, Christie is extremely rich, and I talked it out with her and she agreed to pay for your tuitions." Ash was shocked to hear it. He was about to argue back but Brock stopped him. "Look Ash I know this is your dream, and it was my fault that I ruined it for you. How can I face my family, my friend, my fiancée if I didn't try to fix it?" Brock was very serious now.

"Brock I can't accept you're…" Brock tried to interrupt but was stopped by Ash. The boy continued "I can't accept the money, without promising to give it back someday." Brock relaxed, knowing he had gotten through his thick head. The 23 year-old smiled, and so did his friend and laughed together knowing they were friends again.

But there was still one problem. "But Brock, all the Universities must be all filled by now. I don't think I can join any of them." Yet again the 18 year-old was so close to becoming a trainer, and yet again it wouldn't happen.

"Well Ash there is one more university at Cerulean. It's a brand new one, but it's still under maintenance so it will open up in late September."

Ash was careful not to be too hopeful, but couldn't help being excited. "Well do you think I can join before it opens?"

Brock rubbed the back of his head. "Well that's the least you should be worrying about." For the second time today the raven haired boy raised an eyebrow.

1 Month Later

Everyone went to their seats, as they un-packed their writing utensils and books. A blonde woman, walked into the room holding a purse, and began talking to the 100 or so people. Her name was Cynthia and she was the professor for Pokemon Battles. She was about to begin when a young women with blonde hair walked in to the room.

She wore a yellow dress that seemed to be something straight out of a Disney movie; it covered most of her legs. Her blonde hair seemed to cover most of her face, which was mostly covered with an excessive amount of makeup. She stood there, nervous that she had interrupted to professor. But instead Cynthia approached the blonde and asked her why she was late.

The 18 year-old responded "I kinda got lost…"

"Well that's okay, this is your first day just don't be late next time okay?" The professor smiled.

"Okay" The girl responded, flashing a smile of her own revealing her golden-brown eyes. It took the professor off-guard as she blushed. Cynthia did her best to try to hide it.

"Well go take a seat anywhere you want." The girl began to descend up the steps when she was stopped by the professor again. The blonde asked for her name.

The girl smiled and responded "My name is Ashley."

Yeah, so I haven't proofread it yet so I'am just hoping it doesn't suck. Anyways I'am new at this so go easy on the reviews if you can. I mentioned possible lemons, but I still not to sure about it... But I do promise this will be an Ash harem, and any suggestions who to add in would be fine too. So anyways next chapter will be Ash/Ashley getting a starter pokemon.