AN: Ok, I don't really like Pokemon, I'm going to make a Pokemon fic, bcz I
love Team Rocket. Hee. And James is cute. SHUT UP! Just read it!
Chapter One: Put Your Name to Shame:
James sat on a large boulder, overlooking some city, Meowth by his side.
"Whatcha thinkin' about?" the cat like Pokemon asked his master.
"Jessie."
Meowth almost fell off the cliff.
"WHAT? What are you talking about?!"
"What I mean is, that...she thinks she's so much better than us. Why? Has she talked to you?" he asked, staring off into the dark city.
"No. Why would you think that?"
"Because. She's just so... Argh! She thinks she's so much better than we are! Has she caught Pikachu? No! Has she caught ANYTHING other than that stupid Arbok? NO!" he said and sighed.
"Why would you think something like dat? She's a great part of the team."
"Well, she's been giving me these looks lately. She's been getting an attitu-"
James heard a rustle in the bushes, and stopped short and they both turned to see what it was.
"Who's there?" Meowth asked.
James hit him on the head, shutting him up, and they crawled over to the other side of the bush, and peeked over.
Jessie was going through James's backpack, and took out a small pouch.
'MY WALLET?' he thought.
"That sap...heh. Him and that stupid cat. They're nothing. They're just slowing me down." She mumbled to herself.
She took out some coins, and a few of his badges (so I forgot what they're called! Its not like I watch it often!!), and smiled as she put them into her pouch, and grabbed her backpack and started walking down the road.
James was about to jump up and stop her, but she stopped for a moment and looked back at they're 'camp'. She unzipped her backpack, and took something out. She threw it back on the small blanket, and continued. When she was out of sight, James walked over to what she had thrown.
He knelt down and picked up a rose.
Meowth walked up beside her.
"What is it?" he asked, not being able to see, because James had huddled over it.
"Th-the red rose I gave Jessie when we first met..." He said.
Meowth looked closely at James face, through the darkness. He saw something shiny.
Tears.
The moonlight was reflecting off the tears running down his face.
"Are you ok, James?" the cat asked.
"I-I'll be fine, Meowth. Just go to sleep."
"We can look for her in the morning."
James stood, and took his gloves off, and picked the rose up again.
He looked at it. A tear from his cheek fell on the petals.
"No. We won't." He said and walked back to the cliff.
"B-But! We need her!"
"Meowth, We're..." He looked back at Meowth, squeezing the rose stem, and ignoring the blood trickling down his hand.
"I'm... better off without her..." he said and silently cried himself to sleep.
Meowth reached to take the rose out of James's hand, but he woke up, and grabbed Meowth's paw.
"J-James. What's wrong? You didn't care that time she took off with those stolen badges. Why do you care so much now?" he asked.
"She's my best friend. How would you feel?" he snapped. Meowth laughed.
"WHAT?" James pinned him down.
"You! HA! You LOVE her!"
James turned red and held the cat over the cliff.
"Take That Back. I Hate Her."
"I TAKE IT BACK!" the cat cried.
James brought him back, sitting on his knees.
He swung his legs over the edge, and looked at the rose. He threw it over the edge.
"James?"
"Meowth...Return..." James said, holding a pokeball out.
"JAMES! WHAT ARE YOU DO-" Meowth said as the red light absorbed him.
"Sorry Meowth." He muttered.
He heard a muffled voice come from the inside. "Your gonna be! Lemme out!"
He smiled. At least some things never changed.
"Jessie..." he whispered, and put the pokeball on his belt.
He lay down on the cold stone, and looked as the lights went out all over the city. He looked up at the stars.
"Jessie...Why?" he asked the sky as he drifted off to sleep.
AN: Well? Do I suck as bad as everyone think? Poor James...its gonna be a long time before he finds out the truth....
Chapter One: Put Your Name to Shame:
James sat on a large boulder, overlooking some city, Meowth by his side.
"Whatcha thinkin' about?" the cat like Pokemon asked his master.
"Jessie."
Meowth almost fell off the cliff.
"WHAT? What are you talking about?!"
"What I mean is, that...she thinks she's so much better than us. Why? Has she talked to you?" he asked, staring off into the dark city.
"No. Why would you think that?"
"Because. She's just so... Argh! She thinks she's so much better than we are! Has she caught Pikachu? No! Has she caught ANYTHING other than that stupid Arbok? NO!" he said and sighed.
"Why would you think something like dat? She's a great part of the team."
"Well, she's been giving me these looks lately. She's been getting an attitu-"
James heard a rustle in the bushes, and stopped short and they both turned to see what it was.
"Who's there?" Meowth asked.
James hit him on the head, shutting him up, and they crawled over to the other side of the bush, and peeked over.
Jessie was going through James's backpack, and took out a small pouch.
'MY WALLET?' he thought.
"That sap...heh. Him and that stupid cat. They're nothing. They're just slowing me down." She mumbled to herself.
She took out some coins, and a few of his badges (so I forgot what they're called! Its not like I watch it often!!), and smiled as she put them into her pouch, and grabbed her backpack and started walking down the road.
James was about to jump up and stop her, but she stopped for a moment and looked back at they're 'camp'. She unzipped her backpack, and took something out. She threw it back on the small blanket, and continued. When she was out of sight, James walked over to what she had thrown.
He knelt down and picked up a rose.
Meowth walked up beside her.
"What is it?" he asked, not being able to see, because James had huddled over it.
"Th-the red rose I gave Jessie when we first met..." He said.
Meowth looked closely at James face, through the darkness. He saw something shiny.
Tears.
The moonlight was reflecting off the tears running down his face.
"Are you ok, James?" the cat asked.
"I-I'll be fine, Meowth. Just go to sleep."
"We can look for her in the morning."
James stood, and took his gloves off, and picked the rose up again.
He looked at it. A tear from his cheek fell on the petals.
"No. We won't." He said and walked back to the cliff.
"B-But! We need her!"
"Meowth, We're..." He looked back at Meowth, squeezing the rose stem, and ignoring the blood trickling down his hand.
"I'm... better off without her..." he said and silently cried himself to sleep.
Meowth reached to take the rose out of James's hand, but he woke up, and grabbed Meowth's paw.
"J-James. What's wrong? You didn't care that time she took off with those stolen badges. Why do you care so much now?" he asked.
"She's my best friend. How would you feel?" he snapped. Meowth laughed.
"WHAT?" James pinned him down.
"You! HA! You LOVE her!"
James turned red and held the cat over the cliff.
"Take That Back. I Hate Her."
"I TAKE IT BACK!" the cat cried.
James brought him back, sitting on his knees.
He swung his legs over the edge, and looked at the rose. He threw it over the edge.
"James?"
"Meowth...Return..." James said, holding a pokeball out.
"JAMES! WHAT ARE YOU DO-" Meowth said as the red light absorbed him.
"Sorry Meowth." He muttered.
He heard a muffled voice come from the inside. "Your gonna be! Lemme out!"
He smiled. At least some things never changed.
"Jessie..." he whispered, and put the pokeball on his belt.
He lay down on the cold stone, and looked as the lights went out all over the city. He looked up at the stars.
"Jessie...Why?" he asked the sky as he drifted off to sleep.
AN: Well? Do I suck as bad as everyone think? Poor James...its gonna be a long time before he finds out the truth....