It was a mild spring day in a light and hilly forest in the lands of Kanto. The sky was a dark blue and few clouds were in sight. A glance at the forest would fill a viewer's eyes with a strong sense of green with subtle yellow and greyish undertones. Misty sat herself down on a boulder that sat in front of a monstrous oak tree. Ash turned around to take a look at the movement in his peripheral vision. He spotted Misty sulking to herself in the shade under the tree and did not think much of it. He was more concerned with the dense moss growing on the tree behind Misty. Eventually his thoughts wandered off. Misty seemed obviously agitated about something but Ash was blind to her silent pleas. After a few moments he took a look back through the forest at her but dismissed her bad mood as typical and decided not to even waste time thinking about it. Misty wanted Ash to notice how she was feeling, but deep down she knew he wouldn't care to ask even if he noticed. She had been feeling lonely on her trip with Ash and Brock. Her pokemon merely kept her company and the excitement has vanished from training for the moment. She was eager to be with someone. To feel loved, cared for. She wanted to know what it was like to care for another human being, and not a pokemon. She had always had slight feeling for Ash, but never tried acting on them. She felt like a coward and would constantly tell herself this while the loneliness was setting in.
"Ash?" Misty almost whispered to Ash who was looking through the forest about ten feet away. Misty was a little reluctant to actually look up at him.
"Yeah?" He asked back as he whipped his head around and straightened his hat in boredom. He seemed to have a meaningless curiosity in whatever Misty had to say.
"When is Brock going to get back?" She asked softly as she looked the other way. In her eyes there was a sense of disappointment as if she knew whatever she was getting at was a lost cause. She couldn't decide whether she wanted Ash or not. She was not looking for anything sexual from him. She merely wanted to go on the adventure of a loving relationship. She had based this whole fantasy situation on the fact that Ash might feel the same way about her. Inside she could never really know unless she found out herself.
When he heard the question Ash lost his curiosity. "I don't know. Just give it more time, Misty. It's not like him to ditch us." At that moment Ash and Misty both realized that Brock would forget all about them at the drop of a hat the second a beautiful woman crept into the picture.
"Dammit!" Ash said as he threw his hat to the ground. "He's definitely off chasing some girl and forgot all about our supplies!" Ash went into a childish goofy fit and stomped around in a three foot radius. A smile crept up on Misty's face and she giggled at how dumb Ash looked when he was mad. She wanted him badly. Just watching all the chances she had to get close to him was becoming too much to handle.
"Well at least we get some time alone huh?" She said as she stared halfway down at the floor in Ash's general direction. Ash looked over his shoulder, not knowing what to say. After a awkward interval he spoke up.
"Uh yeah! Maybe we should find something to do for fun until Brock gets back from his wild goose chase hehehe!" Ash stumbled over his words out of sheer nervousness. He wasn't really thinking about what he was saying. Misty was feeling a little devious. She was compelled to get closer to Ash and try to be a little romantic. She was a tiny bit worried that Ash's stupidness in tense situations won't ruin it for her.
Author's Note: There won't be any sex here. They're kids for Satan's sake. I have given Misty some feelings she probably won't have until she hits puberty but whatever it's just a story. Deep character development is the best kind right? I haven't written a story for in over three years so this should be fun. I hope I still have my edge.