Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon, or any of its related themes or characters. This is just a FANfiction tribute to their awesomeness.
AN: Set sometimes during Season 1.
AN2: Contains slight pikashipping! Be Warned!
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Worried Sick
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It doesn't take long before Pikachu's eyes are tearing up again. Seems a bottle of ketchup is a poor substitute for Ash Ketchum.
"Don't worry, Pikachu, we'll be able to see Ash in a few hours... he's just in for surgery," Brock says, patting Pikachu's head.
Misty laughs nervously when Pikachu's cheeks spark angrily, "Um... maybe we could ask the doctors how Ash is doing, okay?".
"Pika pi!" Pikachu snaps, tears streaming down his cheeks.
The three of them head to Nurse Joy's station, having to wait for several minutes before a Chansy calls Nurse Joy to the station. The young nurse smiles awkwardly at Brock's marriage proposal, and pretends not to notice Misty pulling at Brock's ear to get him to stop. "Oh... you're with Mr. Ketchum?" she says and checks her computer for a moment, "Um... they're finishing up with the procedure right now... he should be in the recovery room in about ten minutes."
Misty and Brock sigh with relief, but Pikachu's not happy with the nurse's reply. "Pika! Pika, pika pi!" he growls, his small arms flailing.
"I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait... it was an emergency appendectomy... it's a good thing you arrived in time," the nurse says and smiles comfortingly, "But, as soon as he's moved to the recovery room, I'll call you."
And that's how, ten minutes later, the three of them were standing outside the recovery room. Nurse Joy smiles as she opens the door, but before she could even give them the 'okay', Pikachu's already raced inside. "That Pikachu's really loyal to his trainer..." she says and awkwardly invites Brock in Misty inside.
"Sure is..." Brock sighs, dragging the ketchup bottle along as he enters. But, both Misty and Brock stands to side, deciding unanimously to give the pair a few minutes together.
Pikachu doesn't even need to see where he's going; he simply follows his trainer's scent. He dodges two medical trays and climbs up unto the bed from where the scent is coming from. "Pika! Pika Pi!" he jumps the last few inches up and lands on top of the mattress.
Ash's eyes move under his lids, but he doesn't open his eyes yet.
"Pika pi!" Pikachu sniffs, pawing closer to Ash, trying to walk as softly as possible. He sits by Ash's hand and nudges his hand. His hand reflexively opens and strokes Pikachu's coat.
"Chhuu?"
Ash cracks open his one eye, "... ika... chu?" he mutters tiredly, swallowing with a wince. He growls as the pain in his side shoots up.
The electric mouse cautiously edges closer until he's right next to Ash's face, "Pika pi... " the small rodent nuzzles his nose against Ash's cheek.
The young man smiles after a few moments, his breaths still coming short and huffing from pain. "... I'm... f.. I'm fine..." he says and looks over to Pikachu. He plants a light kiss on Pikachu's cheek, "Thanks..."
Pikachu curls up against him, Pikachu's little nose coming to rest next to his collar, his warm breath coming to rest on Ash's neck. "Pi... Pikachu..."
Ash chuckles slowly, a light rosy haze coming to rest on his cheeks.
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