Like most people on this site, I do not own anything, especially Pokemon. If I owned Pokemon it would probably still be in season one because I procrastinate way more than I actually write.

On another note, welcome to my new story. Well, it's not really much of a story as it is more of a collection of connected one-shots and drabbles. I'm kind of excited to write this. I've always wanted to do something pertaining to Ash and Iris' life after their adventures, like when they are married and popping out babies. There aren't many stories about this with these two so I was like why not?

Also, does the title look familiar? Yeah, I kind of snatched it from Lilo and Stitch, haha, which I also don't own. I felt that it really fit these two characters personalities. They are both very childish so they fit with quotes from kid shows.

Anywho, on to the story!

"Ohana" means Family

one || Iris IS IN FACT a Girl

The sky was graying, clouds gravitated towards the sun and the forest Pokemon scurried for cover. The evening was gloomy, an adjective that accurately reflected Ash's mood as he stared at the screen on the videophone. His lip quivered and his eyebrows were crinkled into a frown.

"I'm sorry, Ash, but with the harsh storm out there it's impossible for me to fly to Kalos until Sunday," Iris explained, petting her Dragonite, who pouted angrily. He knew the limit of his abilities and knew that he could brave through any type of weather, however, the decision was ultimately Iris' to make and she cared about boring stuff like safety.

"But, Iris—"

"Don't be a baby about this. Besides, the festival is in three days so I will definitely make it before then."

Ash heaved a small sigh before uttering an agitated "fine." He watched as Iris waved before the screen went black, their connection lost. He knew he couldn't blame Iris, after all she didn't cause the rain. However, that didn't keep him from being a bit disappointed. Ash stood from the stool before the booth and walked back to his three friends.

"How'd it go," Serena asked, concern laced in her voice. She absolutely hated to see Ash upset and wanted to know what was going on. As his soon-to-be girlfriend she had to know every little thing that caused him to be unhappy as well as all the ways to cheer him up.

"Iris isn't going to make it tomorrow," Ash explained sadly. "The storm where she is too strong."

"Ah, that sucks," Serena rested her hand on Ash's shoulder affectionately. Her glossed lips spread into a smile. "Don't worry, the festival will be fun regardless of when she comes as long as she makes it, right?"

"Right."

"Why are you so impatient, anyway," Bonnie asked, her eyebrows doing a suggestive dance.

"Because she's one of my best friends," Ash responded quickly, oblivious of the hidden meaning of the blonde girl's words.

"Or maybe because she's your girlfriend," Bonnie shouted, bouncing up and down.

Serena was horrified by Bonnie's conclusion. Her stomach twisted into a knot and she started wanting the storm to drag on so that Iris wouldn't be able to make it. She knew it was a terrible thing to think and she felt horrible that such a thought would even cross her mind, but the mere idea that Ash could have feelings for a person other than herself brought on a heavy cloud of jealousy.

Ash rubbed his chin in thought. "Well lets see, Iris is a girl and she's my friend so I guess yeah. Iris is my girlfriend." It was adorable to see his brown eyes light up as he calculated an answer.

Clemont chuckled.

Bonnie shook her head, "Oh honey, that was not what I meant by girlfriend."

This stumped Ash. What other context could girlfriend be used in?

"I don't know what you're talking about then." This time even Pikachu sighed. Although, he loved his trainer dearly he had to admit that Ash could be a real moron at times.

Serena smiled, happy that the boy was too dense to ever really like a girl. Sure, that meant more work for her in the long run, but it at least meant he wasn't going to get snatched up too easily by any other girls.

"It means you like like her, more than a friend or best friend. You want to kiss her on the mouth," Bonnie deadpanned. "I'm eleven and even I knew that."

Ash's face heated up and, if asked, he would swear that his cheeks were going to burn off if his embarrassment continued at this rate. "What are you talking about? That's so weird. She's Iris! It's not like she's even a real girl. She's just my friend."

Serena stifled a laugh.

A large grin spread from one of Bonnie's ears to the other at her companion's reaction. A blush was exactly what she was looking for. Bonnie laughed maniacally before beginning a song about Ash's feelings for Iris and all the while skipping around him.

"Stop," Ash cried. He threw his hands up into his hair, knocking off his hat, and yanking at his black locks. He was annoyed and flustered all at the same time by Bonnie's actions, but he didn't quite understand why. He didn't like Iris like that. After all, she was just Iris, his friend, and didn't really count as an actual girl he could like.

Bonnie continued the torturing song, despite Ash's protest, getting louder by the second.

Serena's eyebrows creased into a frown, like a caterpillar moving across a branch. She squatted to Bonnie's level and, once the little girl passed by her, Serena gently latched onto her shoulders, halting her in her path. "Bonnie, please stop."

"Okay, I'm done," Bonnie laughed.

The four kids retreated to their respective rooms after receiving a lecture from Nurse Joy about how children needed their sleep and shouldn't be up this late, despite the fact that it was only eight. As Ash strolled down the hallway Bonnie's words rang in his ears, repeating over and over again. Why couldn't he stop thinking about it? It really shouldn't have effected him so much. It wasn't true, anyway. He refused to debate with himself about it, convinced that it was completely and utterly impossible. But was it really? Why couldn't he like Iris? She was... Ash groaned in frustration. She was just Iris! He bit his lip and thought back to his adventures in Unova. Iris had followed him for no particular reason. Well, no particular reason that he knew of. Initially, her presence had been annoying, all she did was judge and doubt in his skills. However, after a while she began growing on him and his perspective of her began changing. Sure, she could still be aggravating, but Iris was fun and exciting. She had even taught him to swing on vines and climb trees ten times his size. And she—

A jolt of electricity tore Ash out of his thoughts.

"Ow," Ash cried. "What the heck, Pikachu! Why'd you do that for?"

Pikachu pointed his tiny finger towards a door marked 253, also known as the room Ash had been assigned to. With all the thoughts in his head he had completely passed it, thinking that he'd reach it when he reached it.

"Whoops!" Ash sheepishly smiled at his rodent like friend and sauntered towards his room.

That night, Bonnie's words disappeared from his head after he flipped on the TV and began intently watching an intense battle before slowly dozing off.

The following morning, the sun rose high in the sky and the air was cool, with only the slightest chill. All in all, it was a beautiful day. Ash and the gang were eating breakfast. Bonnie, Clemont, and Serena all gawked at the way Ash quickly scarfed down his meal, shoving eggs, then toast, and then bacon into his mouth until he wasn't able to fit anything else in. It was a wonder why he hadn't already started choking.

"Are you aware that eating faster won't speed up time? Iris will not come quicker just because you finish your breakfast," Clemont remarked, his eye brow raised and his spoon brought down from his lips.

Ash stared at his friend for a long moment, his chewing progressively slowing. Once all the food was swallowed, he looked down at his plate before muttering "I know," despite the fact that he kind of believed that.

Bonnie shook her head and sighed.

Serena grinned. "Ash, you are so adorable."

Breakfast soon ended and immediately, Ash dashed out the door of the Pokemon center. He stood there for a minute or so, rocking back and forth on the soles of his feet. He was completely ready for Iris' arrival, a huge grin plastered on his face. The festival was an all day event, starting at eight in the morning and ending at six in the evening. Ash knew of the schedule, but still felt that if Iris didn't arrive soon that it would all disappear and they wouldn't be able to spend any time together. All in all, he was anxious.

When ten minutes passed, Ash was ready to pull his hair out. He turned his neck to look at the small companion that rode upon his shoulder.

"Do you think she got delayed? You know what, I should call her!" He bolted back inside and to the wall lined with videophones. He clicked it on before typing in the number he had put in the previous night. A tone rang three times before Nurse Joy's face invaded his vision. "Is their a girl named Iris still checked in there, Nurse Joy?" The pink-haired women looked down at a clipboard, scanning the sheet filled with names.

"I don't think so."

Ash's eyes widened. A voice had just resonated, answering his question, but Nurse Joy's lips hadn't once moved.

A light poke jolted him to attention. He turned in the stool he was seated in to come face to face with a caramel skinned girl with violet hair that cascaded down her back and to her ankles. His heart jumped in his chest as his body did the same. Ash engulfed Iris' body in an enormous hug. He inhaled through his nose, taking in her sweet scent. As usual, Iris smelled like apples. The familiar aroma took him back to his previous journey. Ash loved it so much, to the point where he didn't want to let go of the warm body within his arms.

"Oh god. You're crushing me," Iris squeaked, pinching her friend's arms until he withdrew from the embrace. "Can't breath."

Ash took a step back to where he could finally see her full body. She looked the same, but at the same time Ash was seeing her in a different light. Suddenly, she looked stunning in his eyes. Her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail with a bright yellow barrette keeping it in place. It went perfectly with the floral sundress that hung from her body in a mixture of a light pink and sunny yellow. And on her lips was a faint gloss. It was all so strange.

"Are you— Are you wearing makeup?" Ash shouted, his face contorting in disgust.

"So what if I am?" Iris retorted, anger boiling in the pit of her stomach. She knew Ash was a kid, but she never expected such dumb behavior within so little time of her arrival.

"You can't!"

Iris frowned and firmly rested her hands on her hips. "And why can't I?"

"Because— Because you just can't!"

"You can't tell me what to do, Ash! I can do whatever I want."

Simultaneously, Bonnie and Clemont gaped at the two old friends who had been hugging a mere minute ago. They were having a screaming match about something so insignificant and unimportant.

"Do you think this is normal for them," Serena asked, eyes wide. She was a bit happy to see that Ash didn't like Iris in the way Bonnie had described. They seemed more like a bickering brother and sister than anything in Serena's eyes. The two teens fought far too much to actually like each other, she concluded with a small grin.

"It might be," Bonnie mumbled, a bit disappointed that she had been wrong. Her blonde eyebrows crinkled into a frown.

Back with the bickering duo, Ash's face was turning a brilliant from frustration. Why couldn't Iris just be normal?

"Why are you trying to be a girl?" He shouted at the top of his lungs.

Iris was fuming now, her face equally as red and her anger nearly boiling over. "I am a girl, you stupid little kid! What the heck is wrong with you?" She was done yelling and now her voice was lowering.

"There's nothing wrong with me—"

"Then why are you acting like a weirdo?"

"Because you're different now," Ash murmured, looking down at his feet.

"How?"

"Because you're wearing makeup."

"That doesn't mean I'm any different, Ash," Iris sighed, dropping her hands from her hips. She ran her hand down her face. "Saying that lip gloss makes me different is like saying that every time you change your hat you become a different person."

"But I am not!"

"Exactly. You're the same little kid you were in Unova and I'm the same amazing dragon master I was."

"Ax axew," the tiny dragon type cried from the top of Iris' head, paws wrapped around her pony tail. Ash was shocked. He hadn't even noticed the baby Pokemon until now. Perhaps, Iris was the same. Ash stared at Iris for a long moment before slowly nodding.

She grinned wide and Ash's heart began involuntarily beating quicker in his chest.

Was that entertaining? I sure hope you thought it was. It was kind of funny to me. Ash is something else entirely, haha. Oh god I am laughing at my own writing, how pathetic.

Don't expect regular updates, because even If I claim that I'll update regularly, I'll most likely not keep that promise, sorry.

~PlumpysWorld