Author's Note: I do not own Pokemon or any of the characters in this fanfiction.
Rated M for later M reasons ;)
Ash Ketchum knew his pikachu quite well, and he was sure that it was vice versa. He would strive to make sure that his Pokemon stayed happy and relaxed, because the first step to training and becoming stronger was building trust. Ash believed that his pokemon should be treated with respect and as friends. He wanted to travel and train but he also wanted to enjoy the company of his pokemon.
Misty stretched her arms up towards the orange and red sky, "Whew! It feels like we've been walking forever!" Her bright hair seemed even oranger in the changing colors of the sunset.
"We have been walking quite a ways, huh?" Brock agreed with a small nod as he turned the page in a book he was reading. Ash could never understand how the guy could walk, read, listen and keep track of where he was going all at the same time.
Sounded like too much work at one time. He certainly couldn't do it. Ash watched lazily with his arms perched behind his head and Pikachu sitting a top his shoulder. But he did agree that it felt like they'd been walking through these trees on the path for the longest time. Sure, he was completely excited about trying out for his next gym badge, he'd been training, but he was ready to take a night's break.
Seeing the limpness to Ash's usually bouncy walk, Brock glanced also to Misty who was looking rather drained too then offered, "Why don't we just stop for now? Set up camp and stay the night out under the trees and stars?"
Misty was now rubbing the back of her lower neck but she sighed, "Anything to be able to sit for a while."
The three found a clearing, not too far from the path they'd been following but one that had enough room for Brock to do his magic with the food preperations and for them to set up fire and sleeping bags. Brock exchanged his 'raising pokemon the right way' book for a cook book and a grin spread on his features.
"Looks like with our ingrediants, we can make something amazing." He started flipping through the pages, shooing Ash away from the raw food he was going to use with one hand.
Misty had already begun setting up the plates and silverware but immediately saw Ash lounging about, doing absolutely nothing. This made the spunky water trainer slam her hands onto his small hips and scold, "Ash Ketchum! You go collect firewood, you lazy bum! Take Pikachu with you and do something for the rest of us."
Ash sighed, rolling his eyes with an obnoxious sigh, "Fine." He gave Pikachu a ruffle on its small yellow head, "C'mon, Pikachu. We can do at least that." He smiled down to his rodent friend and then wandered off into the darkening trees.
They weren't too far out into the dim trees and Ash had only gotten a small armful of branches before his companion perched stiffly on his shoulder, sniffing the air. Then all at once, it hopped down off its master and scurried with determination into the brush.
"Pikachu!" Ash called after his companion, putting his hand to his mouth so his shout would be louder already having dropped all the wood he'd collected and forgotten about camp all together.
It was getting dark, the sunset was just about gone and Ash knew he'd be in trouble if he didn't find Pikachu soon. It would be more than difficult to find the small rodent type pokemon in the dark, winding trees of the night forest. Worry set him on to a faster run; He had to find Pikachu. With all the other pokemon, and the return of Team Rocket, Pikachu was in far more danger than the little yellow rodent probably suspected.
Pushing a branch down quickly, so it wouldn't slap him straight across the face, Ash jogged quickly around the tree, "Pikachu! Little buddy!" The trees around him began to thin out and lessen till he came out onto a new setting.
A gust of sweet wind ran across him, attempting to blow his hat off except for the fact that he held it down with his hand, scoping the new territory. Rolls upon rolls of grassy hills sparkled in the moonlight under the flowing wind. The stars twinkled like glitter strewn across the dark blue of the night sky with the moon hanging roundly in the speckled sky. It had been a clear night so the canvas of sky was clear of clouds.
Ash was left speechless for a mesmerizing moment before his eyes fell upon a small, almost unnoticeable pokemon sitting on a farther hill. His eyes widened and he shouted, "Pikachu!" What's he doing way over there? The trainer set off again, stumbling down the first hill so he could climb the next one over where his companion seemed to be star watching from. He never leaves like this unless for a good reason..
While he had climbed up half of the rather large roll of grass, breathlessly he had needed to stop for a moment. Placing both his hands on his knees, Ash glanced up to his best friend who had its small nose turned to the sky. Pikachu was sitting completely still as though waiting.
Even with the small stitch in his side, Ash managed to huff out, "Pikachu, what are you doing? Come down here."
But the small pokemon didn't even spare him a glance, acting as though he hadn't even heard its trainer. It twitched its nose then its tail after and returned to waiting.
With a small hint of annoyance, Ash started climbing again. Fine! If he wants me to come all the way up there and get him-
"Ergh." Ash quickly had to shield his eyes with his forearm as a blinding white, pearly light fell slowly towards the Earth from the sky. It was so terribly bright, it stole the color from the grass, shining so extraordinarily that Ash was stopped short and almost brought down to his knees.
"What...is that?" He mumbled, daring to take a small glance from behind his arm as the light dimmed. "Jirachi...?" He gasped slightly, seeing the wish granting pokemon float just barely above where Pikachu was sitting. It moved its small arms, acting as though it was speaking to the rodent.
Ash watched as Jirachi continued to slightly move, here and there, its facial expression as bright as the healthy glow that surrounded its small round-like body. Pikachu cocked its head to the side and offered up a round, blue berry to the other pokemon.
Jirachi opened its own arms to the berry, using its magic to lift the small fruit into its hand-like paws. It was like a trade between the two, Ash noted with wide eyes. Nodding its thanks, the pokemon began to glow again, passing the white orb onto Pikachu.
Ash's best friend was then surrounded in white light, lost in the pearl of magic.
"Pikachu!" Ash cried instinctively, scrambling up the grassy hill. He knew Jirachi wasn't an evil pokemon, but that didn't mean he couldn't harm Pikachu in some form. And Ash didn't know what kind of wish Jirachi was granting. What if it was one of Team Rocket's? What would happen to his Pikachu then?
He managed to push himself to leap up the last bit of the hill as the wish sparkled into a finish and the wish-making pokemon faded away into the night sky. Ash fumbled and gawked when he found his Pikachu was gone. Jirachi had also disappeared, but that fact eluded Ash with the new discovery.
In Pikachu's stead, there was a boy. Now, Ash wasn't one for admitting other guys were finely composed and had nice faces, but this one had beautiful features. Golden blonde hair, smooth, tan looking skin and a fair complexion. His eyes were a soft honey nut color, that sparkled, even in the light of the moon. And the long pikachu ears really hit it off with his zig-zag tail-
Ash's eyes widened and he couldn't help but crumble to his backside, "P-Pikachu?"
Author's Note: I just had to. C'mon. Obvious pairing there. Ash and (human) Pikachu. All rights to the idea goes to whoever came up with it first, I'm borrowing the idea and making my own twists and turns to it. 'Cause I'm not the only one who HAD to have thought of this. Right? Bear with this first (boring) chapter. Anyways, review, review, review!
Tell me what you think Pikachu's human personality is going to be like! Can you guess?