Rain Drips and Movie Trips
This story is dedicated to Broken, Criticized, Shattered. I apologize for not being able to complete the AS story you requested of me and hope this story makes up for it.
Many thanks to Icearoundthemoon and popdiva24 for beta-ing!
Disclaimer-I do not own Pokemon, the characters or anything related thereof.
Large, heavy drops of rain fell from the sky. Nothing unusual for this time of year. Kalos was dead center in the rain belt and nine times out of ten, it rained most days during the wet season. It'd been raining three days straight although today, the rain gods decided to play a little harder and a torrential downpour rushed down from the heavens outside Serena's window.
Serena sighed, picking up her pen and tearing her gaze away from the window. She looked down at the paper she had to write for history class, grimacing at the empty white sheet. Maybe if she thought hard enough, words would magically appear and the paper would write itself. She tapped pen on the desk and waited. Nothing. Of course papers didn't write themselves, but it was worth a shot.
She began jotting down meaningless words to fill the page. Something about some guy, who did some thing at some point in time. What was so fascinating about history? Absolutely nothing. With the weather being so dull recently, watching the rain even seemed more exciting than writing a paper. So that's what she did. She stood up and grabbed the back of the dark mahogany chair and carried it to the window, setting it to face outside. She sat down, staring blankly at the drops falling from the sky.
The rain had not let up outside and the subtle, hypnotic sound of it pounding against the window and roof was making her tired. She propped her chin on the palm of her hand and as she did, a wave of drowsiness flooded over her. Her eyes felt heavy and were becoming harder to keep open. A nap would not hurt, especially on such a dreary day, so she gave in, closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.
"Serena? Are you awake?"
Serena's eyes fluttered open and she straightened up against the back of the chair, stretching her arms up towards the ceiling. As she brought her arms down, she swiveled around to face the voice she heard and saw Ash standing there, her eyes widening in embarrassment. "Ash!" she said startled. She stood up, flustered, pulling down her shirt in attempts to look presentable. "What are you doing here?"
Ash gave an apologetic smile and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I just came by to say hi. This weather is something else, isn't it?" Shrugging off his coat, he laid it on the back of the chair she had been sitting at and stepped passed her, taking a place on her bed.
Serena walked over and sat down next to him and exhaled audibly. "I suppose so. It certainly isn't all that exciting."
Ash looked her way and cleared his throat. "So," he began. The word came out like nails on a chalkboard-high-pitched and squeaky. Well that was embarrassing and not the way he wanted to start this particular conversation. He wasn't asking anything extraordinary, only if she wanted to go see a movie, not something life or death. "Ahem, so, as I was saying-" he blushed seeing the sweet, intent expression on her face. He brought a hand up to the back of his neck, rubbing it nervously. "Well I was wondering, would you like to go see a movie?"
It wasn't the question that so much surprised her as was the thought of going on an unofficial date with Ash. The young man she'd traveled with a while back. The young man who she'd come to like very much. Serena blushed realizing she had not given him an answer, turning towards him quickly. "I'm sorry! I, um, this weather isn't all that great, but I don't see why not."
He smiled brightly. He had been at Sycamore's lab all day, pondering how to ask her such a trivial question. Sometimes the best option was to come right out and ask. "That's great! You have an umbrella don't you? I brought mine. Your mom put it with yours I think. She seems really nice."
"Did she? She's normally in a good mood most days." Serena smiled. A quick image of her mother's face flashed in her mind, smiling brightly and happier than the sun.
Ash shrugged. "Yeah. I don't think I've ever met your mom before."
"Yeah. She's real sweet," she said, chiding herself inwardly at her lack of substantial answers.
"So, are you ready to go then?"
"Huh? Oh! Let me grab my coat and boots real quick," Serena said. She stood from the bed and walked over to her closet, opening the door to grab her rain boots and a jacket. She wondered what his intentions were as she grabbed her jacket, laying it loosely over her forearm. Was he considering this an official date or was this something more casual? She shook her head and slipped on her rain boots and tossed away the question. It could left for another day. "So what movie did you have in mind?"
"I was thinking about the new comic book series movie. Dream Team," Ash said.
Serena threw her jacket over her shoulders and looked towards Ash with a smile. "That one looks good doesn't it? I love James Loritz movies. He's so creative and the characters really seem to come to life. And I'm ready, so let's go!"
"Me too," Ash agreed. He stood up and reached to the ceiling, stretching. He reached for his jacket and held out a hand for Serena to take. "Let's go then."