Hello again! I had a great flash of inspiration, and am currently writing a longer Pokeshipping fic. So far, I have 3 chapters, but I'm still writing! The full thing will probably be finished by tomorrow or Saturday, as I'm busy Friday (that is, if my muse doesn't leave me before then!).

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. If I did, Ash and Misty would have gotten together long ago.

I'd say that Ash and Misty are around 18. :) So yeah, enjoy!

Ash stepped into the front room, spying the familiar grand piano and smiling. This was his baby. He'd always taken great care in ensuring that she was absolutely perfect. She was all he'd known, since before his gym badges, before his best friends, before even Pikachu. Over the years, he'd had to leave her behind whilst he took his adventures, and he had missed her greatly - To him, she was not an inanimate object, but an entire, living entity. He has been happy in the knowledge, however, that his mom had taken care of her while he was away; She had not gathered dust.
He sat on the stool and lightly fingered the keys. Even after so many years, she was still beautiful. He began to play, slowly, softly. He played a few classics at first, which morphed into one of his own creation. It was a sweet melody, inspired by someone he could never quite put his finger on. He wished he could remember.
As the piece played out, it got happier, faster. Ash had written it when he was home one time. It represented his emotions through the years. The end of the piece was sad, so sad. He rarely finished playing it, and even as he played it now, tears dropped on the keys. As the final notes echoed around the room, he heard a sigh.
"It's beautiful, Ash." He whipped around at the sound of that oh-so-familiar voice. And there she was, surprisingly, wiping away tears. She wore different clothes now, a flowing skirt and a light tank top. Perfect for the summer heat. Her face was slightly different. Older. Wiser. Her body had filled out, becoming more mature; She was no longer the tomboy with the dangerous temperament. She was a woman. There was one thing that hadn't changed about her, though. Her fiery red hair. That was always going to be the same.
"Misty?" He breathed. Without warning, they were hugging and laughing, yelling indistinguishable things at the same time.
"I can't believe-"
"It's been so-"
"How have you-"
"Where have you-"
"GUYS!" Delia Ketchum stepped into the room, laughing. "You have to stop to breathe at some point! How about we all catch up over lunch?" At this word, Ash grinned at Misty and raced into the kitchen. Misty looked at Delia and rolled her eyes.
"Some things will never change..."

As per usual, Delia had cooked a fabulous meal. Ash and Misty were in a cheerful mood, reminiscing about the old times. "Remember when you fried my bike?"
"Oh god, let's not bring that up again!" Ash laughed. "I almost got killed by a Gyarados, you should pity me! What about that time you met Caterpie and totally freaked out?"
"That's not fair, you know I hate bugs." Misty pouted. They had finished their meals now and Delia was tidying up. Misty had offered to help but Delia told her to stop being so silly, she should catch up with Ash.
"Yeah, you don't hate them when they save your life, do you?" Ash teased. Misty rolled her eyes but dropped it. "So, how have you been? I haven't heard from you in years!"
"I've been good, yeah! My sisters came back eventually, but I stayed on to help them out with their responsibilities. I did think about coming to look for you, but... Well, I figured you must have moved on. Got some new friends. And then your mom called me a few days ago and told me you were home, and I dropped everything and ran here! I... I've missed you." A light blush coloured her face. "But what about you? How have you been? New adventures!"
"Yeah, new regions, new gyms, new badges, new Pokémon, new friends... Everything's changed. Even me. I suppose I just... grew up. Pikachu's at Professor Oak's lab right now, catching up with it's friends. But I missed you, too." He smiled at her. Misty got a funny look on her face and stood up abruptly.
"That's really great, Ash! I, er, think I'm gonna go see Pikachu.' She rushed out of the house, without a word of explanation or a goodbye.

Pikapi! Pika! Chu!
Translation: Review! Please! For me!