By wRiTeRcHiCk00
Ash stared longingly at Misty, his dark eyes sad. He was 15 now, a teenager, not like the
annoying kid he had been. Well…. He
still was stubborn, and annoying, but now he was tall, with a muscular built,
black spiky hair and dark flashing eyes.
Ash Ketchum still had the same trademark cap.
"Oh, it's been 5 freakin' years, and I still can't find the
nerve to tell her… to tell her how much I love her!" Ash whispered, seeing
Misty's pretty orange hair and attractive, caring aquamarine eyes, and not
scrawny but curvy body. "Oh god, why
can't I confess my love?"
Misty turned, the light from the fire of the campsite glowing
on her hair. "Did ya say sumthin'
Ash?" Before he could stutter his
response, Misty said, "Darn it! The
stupid fire is going out." Ash helped
Misty collect dry leaves and sticks for the fire. Their hands touched.
Their
romantic moment was ruined when they heard the words, "I'M BACK!" Ash and Misty turned, blushing and
embarrassed, and saw Brock Flint, their old friend and companion running toward
them. Tracey went to study with his
hero Professor Oak.
Brock
ran his hand over his short spiky hair, and was happy and flushed. "You will not believe what has
happen… Well, actually, of course this would happen! I mean…" Brock happily blabbered on.
"Gawd
Brock, get to the point!" exclaimed Misty and Ash at the same moment.
"Alright,
alright. I met this really beautiful
girl… and she asked me out!" Brock was
jumping up and down, beaming.
"You
got a girl to like you?" asked Misty incredulously. "Or was that a daydream?"
"Of course." Brock shot back.
"One
word. Amazing. Actually, make that two. Amazing and weird!" Ash exclaimed. But he shook hands with Brock.
"Great job. Who's the lucky
girl?"
"Ooo0o…
her name is Maria Gondhuez, she's Mexican, and really pretty. She has dark brown hair and piercing but
kind eyes… I think I'm in love," Brock bubbled, saying the last sentence day
dreamily.
"Snap
out of it, loverboy. I'm hungry!" Misty
cried out, when her stomach growled.
"Let's get some grub." Ash patted his stomach, which growled right
after Misty's. Then, there was some
more growling. From Togepi's,
Pikachu's, and Brock's tummies. "I
guess we're all hungry."
"Pika-pi! Pikkachuu! I want ketchup! "
"Togei,
togi! Togeprrri! Meeh want food
pwease, mommy. "
Brock
started to cook one of his famous stews.
Beef and vegetable. Mmm… thought
Misty, as she set out the bowls and spoons.
Ash was setting up the tent, and spreading the three big sleeping bags,
one blue with bubbles (Misty's), one red (Ash's), and one a light brown
(Brock's). And don't forget the two
little ones, one bright yellow (Pikachu's) and one with geometric shapes
(Togepi's).
"Ash
has grown more handsome all these years," Misty thought, studying Ash's good
looks and his handsome lopsided grin.
"Not as short. Or annoying." Misty remembered her last diary entry.
Dear
Diary,
I
am growing to like Ash more and more.
Maybe even love. We're older
now, and more mature. I wish he'd love
me, and hold me forever, I even wrote a little poem. Here it is:
As we take a walk in lover's lane,
I realized I've been insane,
Not noticing my love for you,
But you've always knew,
That we were bound to be a pair,
Playing truth or dare,
Teasing and laughing,
Traveling and training,
Since that faithful day when you stole my bike,
I knew I have found my love in life.
I
have found my love in life! If
only he thought that I was his love in his life. *Sigh*
Misty Waterflower
Misty
was lovesick. Totally lovesick. What she didn't know, that Ash loved her,
and she was the love of his life.
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Brock hummed the tune of "How deep is your love" as he
merrily cooked dinner on the fire. Maria
Gondhuez. The love of my life, thought
Brock dreamily, "Dinner's ready!" the
pkmn breeder called out, while clanking a stick on a bell. The ring echoed through the forest.
"Pikkka! Pikachu!
Dinnertime! Yay! " Togepi tottered after Pikachu.
"Togeppri! Togepi!
Yipeee! "
"Get Ash and Misty, will ya Pikachu?" Brock asked. Pikachu nodded, and walked to find Ash and
Misty.
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Ash read what he had just written in his messy
handwriting. "Dearest Misty, I think of
you everyday, from your lovely aquamarine eyes framed with long lashes, and
beautiful soft long orange hair and full, luscious lips. Other than your appearance, you also have a
wonderful personality, friendly, superior, caring and sexy at the same
time. I dream of us together, sitting
in the moonlight, in each other's arms.
But I must not tell you my identity.
Someday I will. Love, Your
secret admirer." He proofreaded it, and
promised himself that he would go to the library as soon as possible to type
it.
Ash didn't notice that Pikachu was standing behind him in the
tent. The electric mouse tugged at his
shirt.
"Pika, pika!
Pikacchu! Ash! Dinnertime!
"
The Poke'mon master grinned, and replied, "Alright
Pikachu." And they walked with each
other to get Misty, who was the woods for privacy.
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Misty was startled when she heard footsteps. She was just writing in her diary on a tree
stump, enjoying the peacefulness of the forest. There were some hoots from Noctowls, and the chirps of Spearrows,
but otherwise, the scene was very pretty and romantic. The moon was shining, and the sky was full
of little bright stars.
Misty whirled around, and faced Ash and Pikachu.
"Omg, you guys scared me!
Geez…" Misty exclaimed.
Ash grinned. "I'm
sorry. Well, it's dinnertime. Isn't the forest… so… so… romantic?" Misty looked even more startled.
"Yes… yes, I guess," she whispered. "So romantic. Perfect for
lovers, don't you think?"
"Yeah…" said Ash, thoughtfully. "I wonder…"
None of them had any idea that Pikachu was
thinking about what he was going to look like as a ring bearer in the
wedding. Hmmm… maybe a top hat and a
suit with a perky red bow! thought Pikachu. Pikachu looked at them.
He was very surprised at what he saw.
The ignoring twosome was leaned toward each other, Misty's eyes closed,
and lips puckered up. Ash's eyes were
also closed, and he had a secretive smile on his face.
Once
again, a noise shattered the romantic mood.
Brrring! Bonk! Brinnng!
A voice shouted from a distance, "Dinner's ready! C'mon…it's gonna get cold!" Brock was getting very impatient.
"Okay,
okay. Geez…" muttered Ash. He was a deep bright red.
"You
said it." Misty looked just as embarrassed.
Then she grinned. "Race you to
the campsite, Mr. Poke'mon Master!"
"It's
a deal, scrawny!" The two raced toward
the smoke rising in the sky. The cute
electric mouse, shook his head, look confused, and hurried after them.
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To be continued…
Yup, yup, yup! One of those Misty + Ash romances… don't ya
just luv 'em? I sure do. Guess what?
I didn't need my bro's help this time.
Yay! Please review, and NO
FLAMING puh-leeze. Thanks!
