Disclaimer: Sheesh! If I owned Pokemon would I be
sitting here writing a fanfic?! I would probably be on a major shopping
spree spending all the millions of dollars! So I hereby declare: I DO NOT
OWN POKEMON!
The Silent Guardian
(A Pokemon Fanfic)
He walks on, searching, as
the heavenly voice beckons him. The voice sounds familiar. He spots a light
ahead of him, and quickens his pace. Then he sees them. The girl of his
dreams and his best friend stand there, waving and smiling at him. He breaks
into a run, but as he gets closer, the ground beneath him shudders and
rumbles. A huge crack forms, seperating him and the other two. He drops
to the ground, howling and weeping, as his love drifts, farther and farther
away from him.
Brock opened his eyes and stared at
the night sky. It was still dark, probably around 5am. He got out of his
sleeping bag. He couldn't go back to sleep again; not with the dream he
just had, and certainly not with her on his mind.
A smile came to his lips as Brock
gazed down at his two younger companions. They looked so peaceful, but
he knew better. The majority of his life spend with ten siblings taught
him a thing or two about kids. He knew both Ash and Misty had a secret;
the certain liking for a special someone. They couldn't hide it from Brock.
It was obvious that Ash and Misty had feelings for each other. They were
just too stubborn to admit it.
Brock sighed. As much as he longed
for them to get together, he didn't want to share Misty with anyone else.
She was the first girl he didn't drool over or act goofy around. In the
beginning, he thought it was just the difference of age; but later, he
realized that he kept deeper feelings for her. At that time, he didn't
want to embarrass himself in front of her.
Sure, everyone thought that Brock
is girl-crazed. To tell the truth, he had enough self-control to resist
any Jenny, Joy, or other pretty girls. He only put on the "Love-sick Brock"
act because he enjoyed Misty pulling his ear, whacking him with her mallet,
and dragging him off. It was, in a way, a sign of affection. It showed
that she at least cared.
He kicked at the ashes of the fire
which died out not long ago. He recalled the time he left Ash and Misty
for Prof. Ivy and her three assistants. Besides the fabulous chance to
study pokemon, he needed the time to think things out. All the chores and
research took his mind off Misty. As time goes by, he felt himself attached
to Prof. Ivy. When he asked her out, she rejected him, explaining that
she's too old for him. With a broken heart, he found comfort back at Pallet
Town, waiting patiently for Ash and Misty.
Brock softly traced his hand over
Misty's face, then drew back. He loved her, but he couldn't stand in her
way of happiness. Ash is the only one who can make her complete. That is,
if they ever get around to confessing to each other.
For now, Brock decided, I
will stay and watch over them. It will be my duty to keep them safe and
serve as an older brother. Until they figure out their relationship.
Until then...
A/N: So what do you think? I know there's not much
of a plot, but it kinda explains why Brock travels around with Ash and
Misty. I mentioned that Brock has ten siblings, but I'm not exactly sure
that's true. Hope you enjoyed it!
~mice~
