Letters to May- an Advanceshipping Fanfic

Chapter 1 - Ash

I wish I owned Pokémon. I do not. BTW, thanks to Night Rain Illusion for the idea for this! Read her stories! They be good!

I was in a great mood. I had just completed the Battle Frontier and I decided to head home. I had the worst time when we first got to the Battle Pyramid, having been possessed by the King of Pokelantis during the time. I had just walked into the yard when my mom had started asking me questions. Questions like "How was your trip?" and "What did you eat?" and the classic "Did you remember to wash every Saturday evening?" Even though I was glad to be home, I did have an empty feeling inside of me. Something didn't feel quite right… I heard from somewhere nearby. it said something in a sarcastic voice. Confusion was welling up inside of me. It obviously had to be my imagination. But when I have had a strong, negative feeling, the emptiness inside of me grows. So I should stop having negative emotions, right? That's the problem, and it's impossible to fix. I decided that after I finish my delicious soup that Mom and Brock made, I'd go on to sleep. Thus, I did so. I thanked them for the meal, and then left.

When I went to sleep, I found myself in a familiar red, blue, and black spot. It hit me like a pile of bricks. "Oh, yeah! This is where I was when I was possessed!" Then I put two and two together and came out with something horrible. "Heh! Kid, I knew you were slow, but not as slow as an imbecile!" Oh joy. What does he want? I want to punch him in the gut, that's for sure! I felt a strong pain well up in my chest. I had to lie down in order to keep my cool. "Kid, I've brought you here to make a deal. You do anything I say, and you keep yourself alive." Being utterly careless about myself, throwing myself in harm's way many times, I could care less. "I knew that's what you'd say, brat. I guess if you don't hold your end up, in a few days I could kill your friends…" He just punch me in the gut. "Your family..."after I fell down, he stepped down extremely hard on me. I was really weak by then, so he picked me up by my collar. "Or that brunette girl you love so much." All I could do is croak out a few words.

"Don't kill them…Don't kill May…"

"I'm glad you agreed, kid. Maybe you aren't as much of a idiot as I thought you were. We'll be leaving tomorrow night, make sure you have plenty of food for yourself. Bring no one."

As I began packing a lot of food that was ready-to eat, I heard a knock at the door. May came in, looking fabulous in her normal outfit, as usual. She had a look of urgency on her face, though. "Ash! The Pokémon at Prof. Oak's lab are being stolen! We need help!" She seemed to blush at the 'we need help part' for an unknown reason. Maybe she needs help with something that isn't about this? I don't know. After an extremely marathon- like sprint, we made it to the lab to see Team Rocket flying away in their balloon, screaming their slightly overused motto at us, with dancing. Meowth actually fell out of the balloon during such, and Jessie fell trying to save him, but James saved both with help from Cacnea.

The empty feeling was too large for me to handle anymore.

I woke up in the guest bedroom, feeling extremely sick. I tried to sit up but was knocked down by a yellow, furry hand. I felt my heartbeat speed up, but it slowed down when I realized it was Pikachu. He looked like he was ready to interrogate me when I heard a knock at the door. I t probably would be Brock, telling me what happened to me. Instead, it was May, who looked ready to interrogate me as well. She held a light over my face, and asked a few questions.

"Why did you almost shock all those helpless Pokémon in the electric cage with Thunder?"

I did?

"Why did you cackle gleefully when Team Rocket were lit on fire?"

I did?

"Why did you suddenly pass out, claiming it to be 'from sunlight'?!"

When did I do that?

"Four hours ago."

Oh.

To keep a long story short, I told May what I did and left out the King's part of the story.

I decided that I'd write letters to May explaining my recent doings and why I had left. I asked the King if he would kill them for this and he said, "They probably couldn't accurately come after us, so I guess I won't kill them if you don't give away our location." I brought my Swellow along so I could actually get the mail to May.

Writing the first letter will be most difficult.

AN: Poor Ash! He has to figure out whom he has feelings for! I WONDER WHO IT'LL BE.

Hope you enjoy!