Ash/Misty Alphabet Challenge
Hey gang, I know I'm in the middle of "Reunited, Happily and Painfully," but lately I've been hooked on these alphabet challenges everyone's been doing.. Haven't reviewed any yet because I haven't finished reading any of them yet, but I promise I'll leave my thoughts! Anyways, I've seen so many random, crazy, awesome one-shots from this style, I decided to put myself to the test on this style as well. All words are chosen randomly from a dictionary- if I picked initials or names I re-pick until I get an actual word. I was going to try an iPod challenge, but I don't like song-fics, and the only idea I have for something like that is way too cheesy to post.. (however, PM me and if you ask me REAL nicely on what it is, I just might tell you. Lol).
Anyways, on with the random words and what I can try to do with them! Reviews of all kinds are greatly welcomed.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POKEMON.
Adore
Misty checked her PokeGear while laying in her sleeping bag on a warm July night a few miles away from Mahogany Town. 2:37 A.M…
She hasn't been sleeping well these past few nights. Traveling with Ash and Brock in Johto again, just like the old days, had filled the void she felt inside herself for so long, since she split from the group after their last visit to Johto. She had never really felt happier in her life when Ash welcomed her to his second tour of Johto with him and Brock.
But in spite of her filled void, her reoccurring feeling of happiness, and even the less frequent fights between her and Ash, she felt yet another void within waiting to be refilled- one that she's recognized since she was ten.
The clearing Brock found this particular night was especially beautiful to her; they had a good ten-yards space all around them, surrounded mostly by trees. The stars that night illuminated the sky intensely. Since they were several miles from the nearest lights, almost every star was visible, along with the crescent moon barely covered by a couple of slim clouds.
Her eyes continued to blanket her surroundings. Her eyes went to Brock, half covered by his sleeping bag, with his left arm sprawled out, the same hand twitching every few seconds. He'd be talking in his sleep soon- Misty recognized a pattern in his sleeping actions lately; the unwelcome sound of sleeping laughter usually woke her up about an hour from now. Misty giggled as his hand gave a violent shake, followed by him turning onto his side, which also changed the tone of his snoring. Brock was a busy sleeper.
Her eyes shifted to Ash, who always had his bag closer to hers, almost every night since they began traveling together. She secretly didn't mind it that much; sometimes she felt a little more safe when he did this.
She continued to gaze at the now 18 year old boy, his hair especially messy at this point in his sleeping ventures, his face containing a blank, but peaceful expression. He slept on his stomach that night, with his head turned toward her. His eyelids twitched every now and then. His face would make subtle, random changes every now and then, causing her to stare for a little longer, just to see what he'd do next. She also noticed Pikachu sleeping on his upper back with his head on Ash's neck. Pikachu was snoring- but for some reason Ash wasn't. He used to always snore…
She's found herself gazing at him for various amounts of time almost each night lately, and almost as frequently when they used to travel the few years before. She figured it was the only time to do it- when he couldn't notice.
She felt the presence of the void become recognizable again as she thought this. She knew of this void for a long time, and she was surprised that she had recognized these feelings as what they were at such a young age. She was finding it harder and harder to keep these strange feelings inside as she got older.
But she couldn't unleash them. They had to stay hidden. At least for a little while longer.
That's what she always told herself. A couple tears ran down her cheeks onto the small portable pillow she had for all those years. The situation was stressing her out. It always has been, especially when she was separated from him.
But, he was Ash. He was caring, determined, courageous and selfless. The only guy she's ever met who ever proved those facts about himself.
He was thick-headed, but not as much as the last time she saw him.
He was stubborn, but more rational since they started this journey.
He was Ash. She adored him.
Awesome! That turned out pretty good to me. Not only is it the first letter done, but also my first ever one-shot. Thanks for reading, maybe I'll post another installment right away.
-MoltresFeather