My first chapter Pokefict. I want it to be good and long because I have lots of ideas for this story and its really the one Pokefict I have decided to work on. The first chapter's really short but originally it was long so be glad you may not have to read so many pages.
A/N: For those who are seeing this fic finally updated, you'll noticed upon looking over the previous chapters, I've revised them. I've taken out the onomatopoeia (damn that's so hard to spell…) to make the fic more…ficcy. Sides, they made my fics feel dumb as I'm sure you guys can imagine the sounds for yourself rather than me putting them up.
Disclaimer: Pokemon was created by Satoshi Tajiri, whom I read on his bio on Wikipedia that the idea came from in his childhood when he was collecting insects. If I may have said this incorrectly or was wrong completely, which I can seriously trust my mind on this, tell me. I'd rather not make a fool of myself. Thank you. And there is nothing wrong with bug collecting. If I could, I'd find a praying mantis and a bug for it to fight.
Viridan Fall
Chapter 1: Unrequited Love
The girl walked up the stairs, her footsteps sounding softly up. She walked over to the door down the right, past the guest room which was to the left of where she was headed to. The room in question belonged to her friend, her best friend to be exact. She stopped before the door, hearing a faint sound on the other side. She pressed her ear close to the door, as she could hear him sleeping still. She smiled. "Typical of him."
She opened the door and shut it though she was careless and it closed shut loudly. She flinched then half-expected him to get up suddenly or to do something…idiotic. When the coast was clear, she walked up to him.
His chest was rising and falling in a rhythmic pattern. He had changed in the last six years they had known each other. His messy hair had grown a little longer, making him a bit more handsomer. His arms were averagely buff due to the rigorous training he had put his Pokemon and himself through. His legs too were flexed from the training he had been doing while she was at the gym challenging Trainers daily.
She couldn't help but smile. She had feelings for this boy and had hoped to express them but whenever she got the chance, something happens to prevent it. She felt as if life were mocking her but it just happened to be a really unlucky coincidence. Though she was partially glad that he didn't know. She wasn't sure how much he had matured or if he had at all. "It doesn't matter, all he cares about are Pokemon and achieving his dream. I'm…just a friend. That's all I am."
She pulled a chair and was unsure whether to caress his messy hair.
"Just for a while…"
She reached her hand out and knelt down by the bed, gazing at the sleeping boy's face. He really had matured, physically speaking. She carefully ran her hand through his hair, stopping midway when he stirred. "…!"
He didn't wake. She breathed a sigh of relief before running her hand through his raven hair again. She saw his peaceful, content expression. She looked at him. "How in the world did I ever fall for you?" she mused. She smiled. "I guess…this is what they call fate…?"
She then thought about kissing him but mentally slapped herself. That would warrant the loss of their friendship for sure if she did that. She removed her hand slowly from his hair before getting up and walking out of the room. She closed the door carefully, unbeknownst to a certain yellow mouse that had witnessed everything.
It was 7:00, the raven haired boy was still asleep, snoring away. Downstairs, the reddish haired woman watched the ginger haired girl wash the dishes and bowls of the Pokemon. Delia Ketchum welcomed all friends of her son, but of the one she felt connected most with, it was Misty. The Cerulean Gym Leader was a huge help around whenever she came by, mostly to escape her gym duties, the end result of having to go back to defend the family gym's honor. To Delia, it was always a pleasure to have the girl around.
"So, Misty dear, how long will you be staying here?"
The girl finished the dishes and placed them into the dish holders before turning to the woman. "For about a week, then I have to go back. I tried to get a month but--"
"Oh now dear, I wouldn't want you to neglect your responsibilities." she spoke up. Misty nodded and walked over to sit with her. The two women had grown close, forming a mother-daughter bond. "By the way," as Delia sipped her tea. "Have you waken Ash yet?"
Misty looked at her suddenly then shook her head. "No. He looked so peaceful sleeping that I couldn't wake him."
The woman smiled. She looked to the side, out of the transparent door that led to her garden. "It's been so long since I could remember Ash sleeping so peacefully. The last time I could remember was before he had left on the first day of his journey. I could remember when I told him time and time again to go to bed." as she laughed at the memory. Misty giggled, knowing why it was that he couldn't sleep that night.
"By the way, I think it's time to wake him up?" Delia said, as Misty nodded and stood up.
"I'll do it, Mrs. Ketchum." she said as before she could walk out of the kitchen, a loud electrical sound followed by a boy's pained cries sounded throughout the house. The women smiled, knowing that his alarm clock finally activated.
About ten minutes later, the young man walked to the kitchen and soon his nose caught something. "What's that?" he asked, as his nose led him to the plate of pancakes. Misty grinned at him.
"So you're finally awake, Mr. Pokemon Master-in-Training? I trust the alarm went off at just the right…moment?" she said, winking at the yellow mouse that was standing by his side. The mouse understood it.
"Yeah, whatever. So, Mom, did you make those pancakes?" he asked, taking his seat at the table. Delia shook her head.
"No, Misty did."
"FWAH!?" he retorted stupidly, his mouth full of pancakes.
"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!?" Misty snapped, the mallet on Ash's head. Delia watched to the two teens beginning to argue over the stupidest of things, as she smiled at the thought.
"They'll never admit it but deep down, they really care about each other…" as she looked at the three Pokemon. "Right Mimey, Pikachu, Azurill?"
The baby Pokemon squeaked happily, as the mouse gave a smile while Mimey smiled and nodded.
"Okay Mom, we're going to Prof. Oak's to pick up my Pokemon. C'mon Misty!" he said, rushing out the door with Pikachu right behind.
"H-Hold on Ash! Wait for me!" she shouted, running after him with Azurill in her arms. Delia watched from the door as the two teens ran down the road to Samuel's lab as she couldn't help but laugh happily.
"Haha, those two."
Ash reached the door of Oak's Lab as he stopped to catch his breath and knock on the door.
A few seconds later, the door opened to reveal a gray haired old man wearing a red shirt, brown pants and the signature white lab coat. "Ash, you came just in time!" he exclaimed.
Misty caught up to him. "Ash! Why do you always have to burst off like that? Huh, Prof.?"
The old researcher turned to her as well. "Misty. Listen, can you two come inside?"
They walked in, as they went into the living room. It still looked the same from when they were last in there, just a few modifications here and there, as Ash looked around. "Hey, where's Tracey, Prof.?"
"That's exactly what I'm going to tell you. I had recently sent Tracey down to Viridian City to deliver a package to a fellow colleague of mine, Prof. Flowen but I haven't heard from him since. I want you two to go and check to see if nothing's happened to both him and package. Last I recall, he called from the Pokemon Center in Viridian City. Well, off you go and call me once you've found Tracey. I asked him to buy me a box of chocolates while he was there." the Prof. said. Ash turned to him.
"Uh, why do you want chocolate for?" he asked.
But the old man was already gone, probably on research on one of his Pokemon. Ash then went to go find the old man about needing to make changes to his team.
"Prof."
"What, you're still here?"
"Ehehe, I want to switch my Pokemon around a bit."
Prof. Oak nodded, getting up from doing the work that Tracey usually did as the three walked over to the storage center. Oak turned to him. "All of your Pokemon from Sinnoh are in here. Which ones would you like to leave behind?" he asked. Ash thought about it, before one of the Pokemon from outside came rushing towards him.
"BAY!"
Bayleef was quickly on top him, happy to see her Trainer again.
"Whoa! B-Bayleef, it's great to see ya again just yesterday!" he exclaimed as the Pokemon nuzzled herself onto his chest. Misty smiled at the Pokemon.
"Hi Bayleef."
The Pokemon immediately turned to glare at her, suspecting her as competition for Ash. She lost her focus feeling Ash pat her head. "Say, I have an idea, how about if you come with me this time? Oh and so is Cyndaquil," as the fire mouse-like Pokemon spoke his name out in joy upon being called.
"Is that all Ash? Because I'm a very busy researcher." the old man said. He had never felt so deprived of his personal life until now. Ash shook his head.
"I want to leave Staraptor here. Let's see, I'll have Pikachu Buizel, Bayleef, Cyndaquil, and Swellow with me. Speaking of Swellow," as he turned to face the skies, "SWELLOW!"
"Swellow!" the swallow cried out in hearing her name and perched on his outstretched arm. Ash saw remnants of chocolate on her beak before Misty watched him draw out a familiar handkerchief and wiped it.
"Phew, good, she was eating my supply of chocolate so that's safe, for now." the old researcher said. Then he noticed that Ash had one empty Pokeball left. "There's room for one more."
Ash thought hard before a certain Ground type tackled him hard to the floor. "Ow…oh, hey there Donphan! Okay, I've decided to take Donphan with me!"
He gave the ball containing Staraptor to the Prof. while calling Bayleef, Cyndaquil, and Donphan into their respective Pokeballs. When he was set, Ash turned to Misty. "Ya ready?"
She nodded. "Yeah."
As the ship sailed into the town port, a man dressed in mostly black stepped off the board among several others as his midnight colored eyes scanned the Kanto region.
"I never thought…I'd come back here…" he said, his dark hair blowing in the breeze.
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To be honest, this is what I was able to muster. Somewhere halfway through the Oak's lab paragraph, I lost my train of thought and when I came back, this came up. I'll try to plan out each chapter so I don't end up making it stupid and boring to get really bad reviews. Also, the port my OC came on is the port where Ash supposedly left on to go to Hoenn and Sinnoh, if he did use the same port? Anyways, give me a good first review folks!
A/N: For those of you who've been reading this already, I've decided to make a few…modifications and changes such as the Pokemon roster but fear not, I have not abandoned this fic! Let's see, Ash's team here is now: Pikachu, Buizel, Bayleef, Cyndaquil, Swellow, and Donphan. Pretty versatile. Oh yeah, I remembered getting reviews either from this fic or another fic about the scene changes. So, by the stroke of luck, I discovered the horizontal lines...which had been on this site from the very start... ¬¬