~*TRUE LOVE*~
CHAPTER ONE
A red head girl stood on a cliff, gazing out at the ocean. Her eyes sparkled a miraculous blue, as blue as the sea below her. She was entranced by the beauty of the sea. A friendly, pleasant breeze blew about her, playing in her hair. She just simply pulled back a lock of her golden hair. She started to daydream. She was flying, under the water, of the sea she always loved. Water pokemon and other marine life, swam about, playing without a care. A Dewgong approached her. Dewgong! She thought. She started to swim towards it. It opened its mouth, as if to say something. "Misty! Misty? MISTY!" She woke up from her day dream. Her "best friend", Ash, the boy she loved ever since they met, was calling her name. "Yo, Misty! Wake up!" "Huh? Oh sorry Ash. I kinda got lost, staring at the sea." the red headed girl, Misty, replied. Misty ran towards Ash, skipping along the dirt path. Not paying any attention again, she skipped right on top of Ash! "Ack! Get off me! I'm getting crushed! Ack!" he choked. Startled, the girl got off him. "Sorry Ash, I wasn't paying attention." Again! thought Ash. "So, uh, Brock said breakfast was, uh, ready." Ash said, dusting himself off. "C'mon!" "In a minute!" Misty answered.
She walked towards Ash's pokemon, Pikachu, who was at the edge of the forest. "Hi Pikachu! How're you?" Misty asked the little yellow mouse. "Pika! (Fine!)" it replied. "Oh, Pikachu, I'm so glad I can talk to you about my feelings." Misty cooed, scratching behind the mouse's ears. "Chu? (Really?)" "I know I've told you this a hundred times, but I'm loving Ash more and more every day! I just wish I would know if he liked me..." Misty cried out. "Pika! (I bet I could find out for you!)" Pikachu smiled. "Oh, you would do that for me, Pikachu? Aww...you're the best!" She bent down to cuddle the electric mouse. "Chu...chu...(Not too tight! Not too tight! Ack!)" the mouse complained, careful not to shock the teenage girl, who was like his second owner, because he never hurt her because she cared for him, just like his first owner, Ash. "CHU! (Oh, here comes Ash!)" Pikachu exclaimed. Misty quickly set the tiny yellow mouse on the forest floor. "Misty! I told you fifteen minutes ago breakfast was ready!" the teenage boy exclaimed. Girls...Ash thought. They take forever...oh well, this is Misty...oh well, I do love her... "Ok, I'm comin'!" the red head girl snapped. "Sorry..." she apologized. Ash nodded, turned, and headed back to their campground. "See ya in a bit, Misty!"
"Now, where was I?--" Misty started. "--Pika, Pika! (About Ash, remember?...)" Pikachu interrupted. The mouse smirked mischievously. He knew for a long time about the two teenagers' love for each other. "Pika Pi...(Hehe...)" the mouse laughed to itself. Misty looked at Pikachu closely. "You ok there, Pikachu?" she asked. Pikachu continued to laugh. "Pikachu?" Misty asked again. Pikachu looked up at her. It spoke, "Pika Pika...(Never mind...hehe...)". "Ok, then, let's go and eat!" "Pi! (I'm starved!)" They ran to the campground. "Ah, you're just on time." Brock said.
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"Hey guys! Let's go to the beach and swim!" Ash exclaimed. "Yeah!" Misty called back. "Just let me change first!" Misty ran to her bag, pulled out her swimsuit, and ran to the woods. Pikachu followed. Misty cheerfully hummed a song to herself as she started to take off her yellow shirt, jeans and suspenders behind a tree. She wasn't worried at all that someone might see her, because her loyal friend Pikachu was standing watch, ready to fry any unwanted visitor. Just as she had slipped off her shirt and pants, a bush near her started to rustle and she heard Pikachu growling menacingly. "P-P-Pikachu? Do you see something?" the redhead questioned anxiously. "Pi Pi Piiii!" With a towel firmly wrapped around her, Misty carefully peeped through the bushes. Something was there, she could feel it and so could Pikachu...
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Meanwhile, Ash kept a sharp eye out for his friend and his loyal Pokemon, Pikachu as he walked through the forest. I hope nothing happened... he thought in concern. Suddenly, a high-pitched shriek of fear reached his ears. "Aaaaaaaaah! Help, Ash!!!" "Misty!" Without further thinking he started to run, as fast as he could and he quickly located them. His fear melted away in a flash as he saw his red-head friend safely in a tree, anxiously clutching a branch and pointing to a small, green creature. With some closer investigation he recognized it as caterpie, the bug-type pokémon. "Get it away, get it away!" she screamed, having a trademark fear for all kinds of bug like creatures. A panting Brock appeared, both relieved and annoyed that it was only a bug. "Sheesh, Misty, next time, don't scream like..." he commented. Misty wanted to give a sharp reply, but was caught off by the sight of the little bug-pokémon slowly crawling up the tree. "Aaaaaaah!" she yelled again, climbing up to a safer branch. Brock sighed and carefully plucked the little caterpie from the tree. "Ash, get Misty out off that tree and I'll bring this Caterpie to a different tree...away from Misty!..." he said as he walked away with the Bug-Pokémon in his arms. "I can climb down myself, thank you!" she snapped, slowly putting her feet on a lower branch. With that movement, her towel suddenly started to slip. "Oh no!" she anxiously shrieked, letting go of the tree to secure the fabric. "Misty, you dimwit, don't let go of the damn tree!" Ash shouted angrily. "Why you...WHOA!" Suddenly, Misty was dangling from the tree with one hand holding a branch and the other firmly gripping her towel. "A little help here!" Misty pleaded. "Yeah, yeah, now look what you've done! Don't worry, I'm coming up!" Ash muttered. With those words, Ash carefully started to climb up the tree. As he reached the branch Misty occupied, he extended his hand. "Misty, let go of that stupid towel and grab my hand!" "No, you little pervert!" Misty snapped. "C'mon Misty, I've already seen you a dozen times in your swimsuit..." Ash complained. "BUT I'M NOT WEARING MY DAMN SWIMSUIT!!!" Misty exclaimed. Ash's eyes widened for a moment. "You mean... you've got nothing on under that towel..?" Ash slowly questioned. "Oh, for goodness sake! No! Now, would you please call out Bulbasaur and help me out here?" Misty asked. "Oh, um... yeah..." Ash quickly grabbed for a pokéball. "Bulbasaur, I choose you!" "Bulbasaur!" the little creature cried, jumping out off his pokéball. "Bulbasaur, use your Vine Whip to help Misty!" "Saur!" Thick, green vines reached out and wrapped around Misty's slim waist, carefully putting her on the ground. Still holding her towel firmly, she walked over to Bulbasaur and patted its little head. "Thank you, Bulbasaur, you're the best!" she said sweetly. "Bulba!" it replied happily, before disappearing in his pokéball again. Brushing away a lock of golden hair from her face, Misty turned to face Ash, who stared at her with a blush on his face. "What are you staring at?" she demanded, some redness appearing on her own cheeks. "N-nothing..." Ash muttered. Ash left Misty, heading back to the beach.
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"So, how'd it go, Romeo?" Brock asked when Ash came back to the water. "Fine...huh? HEY!" Ash tackled Brock and dunked him in the water.
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Misty just came from the forest and walked up the cliff with her swimsuit on. She let her hair down. She came to the edge of the cliff. She backed up a few steps, then ran forward and jumped off. SPLASH! She landed right in front of Ash as he started to swim forward. She popped her head out of the water. "Hi, Ash!" Misty smiled. Startled, Ash jerked back. "You nearly killed me!" "I know." she replied. He sweat dropped. He jumped towards her and dunked her underwater. "Oh, Ash....it's so obvious..." Brock said. "What?" "You like Misty." "For the last time, I don't!" "Ash, it's ok to like a girl. It comes sooner or later to a guy's life." Brock proclaimed. Ash stared, and then blushed.
"Hey, did Misty ever come back up?" Ash asked. As if answering his answer, bubbles came to the top of the water. A body floated to the surface. "Misty!" Ash screeched. He grabbed her body and dragged her to shore. He set her down. He looked around. He met Brock's eyes. Brock grinned. Oh man! Anything but this! Ash thought. He leaned closer to Misty. He could hear her heart beat. Then, he lifted his head and came to Misty's face. "He-here goes..." Ash stammered. He put his lips on hers and gave a first breath. No sign of waking up. He did it again. Still no sign. He looked at Brock. Brock was sitting there, having a great time, laughing his head off, pointing at Ash. Ash frowned and tried again. This time...Misty opened her eyes quickly. She smirked. "Brock, can you leave us alone for a sec?" she asked. He smirked back and pranced off. "You know, that really wasn't CPR.hehe." she stopped, smiling evilly. Ash glared. "Eeewww! Gross!" Ash wiped his mouth. "This was a set-up!" he roared. She laughed. I've been waiting a long time for this...haha... "I'm sorry Ash. Here, let me make it up to you." The red headed girl stood up, shaking her hair out of her face, then tackled the teenage boy. She smiled. Ash's face turned bright red with anger.
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CHAPTER ONE
A red head girl stood on a cliff, gazing out at the ocean. Her eyes sparkled a miraculous blue, as blue as the sea below her. She was entranced by the beauty of the sea. A friendly, pleasant breeze blew about her, playing in her hair. She just simply pulled back a lock of her golden hair. She started to daydream. She was flying, under the water, of the sea she always loved. Water pokemon and other marine life, swam about, playing without a care. A Dewgong approached her. Dewgong! She thought. She started to swim towards it. It opened its mouth, as if to say something. "Misty! Misty? MISTY!" She woke up from her day dream. Her "best friend", Ash, the boy she loved ever since they met, was calling her name. "Yo, Misty! Wake up!" "Huh? Oh sorry Ash. I kinda got lost, staring at the sea." the red headed girl, Misty, replied. Misty ran towards Ash, skipping along the dirt path. Not paying any attention again, she skipped right on top of Ash! "Ack! Get off me! I'm getting crushed! Ack!" he choked. Startled, the girl got off him. "Sorry Ash, I wasn't paying attention." Again! thought Ash. "So, uh, Brock said breakfast was, uh, ready." Ash said, dusting himself off. "C'mon!" "In a minute!" Misty answered.
She walked towards Ash's pokemon, Pikachu, who was at the edge of the forest. "Hi Pikachu! How're you?" Misty asked the little yellow mouse. "Pika! (Fine!)" it replied. "Oh, Pikachu, I'm so glad I can talk to you about my feelings." Misty cooed, scratching behind the mouse's ears. "Chu? (Really?)" "I know I've told you this a hundred times, but I'm loving Ash more and more every day! I just wish I would know if he liked me..." Misty cried out. "Pika! (I bet I could find out for you!)" Pikachu smiled. "Oh, you would do that for me, Pikachu? Aww...you're the best!" She bent down to cuddle the electric mouse. "Chu...chu...(Not too tight! Not too tight! Ack!)" the mouse complained, careful not to shock the teenage girl, who was like his second owner, because he never hurt her because she cared for him, just like his first owner, Ash. "CHU! (Oh, here comes Ash!)" Pikachu exclaimed. Misty quickly set the tiny yellow mouse on the forest floor. "Misty! I told you fifteen minutes ago breakfast was ready!" the teenage boy exclaimed. Girls...Ash thought. They take forever...oh well, this is Misty...oh well, I do love her... "Ok, I'm comin'!" the red head girl snapped. "Sorry..." she apologized. Ash nodded, turned, and headed back to their campground. "See ya in a bit, Misty!"
"Now, where was I?--" Misty started. "--Pika, Pika! (About Ash, remember?...)" Pikachu interrupted. The mouse smirked mischievously. He knew for a long time about the two teenagers' love for each other. "Pika Pi...(Hehe...)" the mouse laughed to itself. Misty looked at Pikachu closely. "You ok there, Pikachu?" she asked. Pikachu continued to laugh. "Pikachu?" Misty asked again. Pikachu looked up at her. It spoke, "Pika Pika...(Never mind...hehe...)". "Ok, then, let's go and eat!" "Pi! (I'm starved!)" They ran to the campground. "Ah, you're just on time." Brock said.
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"Hey guys! Let's go to the beach and swim!" Ash exclaimed. "Yeah!" Misty called back. "Just let me change first!" Misty ran to her bag, pulled out her swimsuit, and ran to the woods. Pikachu followed. Misty cheerfully hummed a song to herself as she started to take off her yellow shirt, jeans and suspenders behind a tree. She wasn't worried at all that someone might see her, because her loyal friend Pikachu was standing watch, ready to fry any unwanted visitor. Just as she had slipped off her shirt and pants, a bush near her started to rustle and she heard Pikachu growling menacingly. "P-P-Pikachu? Do you see something?" the redhead questioned anxiously. "Pi Pi Piiii!" With a towel firmly wrapped around her, Misty carefully peeped through the bushes. Something was there, she could feel it and so could Pikachu...
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Meanwhile, Ash kept a sharp eye out for his friend and his loyal Pokemon, Pikachu as he walked through the forest. I hope nothing happened... he thought in concern. Suddenly, a high-pitched shriek of fear reached his ears. "Aaaaaaaaah! Help, Ash!!!" "Misty!" Without further thinking he started to run, as fast as he could and he quickly located them. His fear melted away in a flash as he saw his red-head friend safely in a tree, anxiously clutching a branch and pointing to a small, green creature. With some closer investigation he recognized it as caterpie, the bug-type pokémon. "Get it away, get it away!" she screamed, having a trademark fear for all kinds of bug like creatures. A panting Brock appeared, both relieved and annoyed that it was only a bug. "Sheesh, Misty, next time, don't scream like..." he commented. Misty wanted to give a sharp reply, but was caught off by the sight of the little bug-pokémon slowly crawling up the tree. "Aaaaaaah!" she yelled again, climbing up to a safer branch. Brock sighed and carefully plucked the little caterpie from the tree. "Ash, get Misty out off that tree and I'll bring this Caterpie to a different tree...away from Misty!..." he said as he walked away with the Bug-Pokémon in his arms. "I can climb down myself, thank you!" she snapped, slowly putting her feet on a lower branch. With that movement, her towel suddenly started to slip. "Oh no!" she anxiously shrieked, letting go of the tree to secure the fabric. "Misty, you dimwit, don't let go of the damn tree!" Ash shouted angrily. "Why you...WHOA!" Suddenly, Misty was dangling from the tree with one hand holding a branch and the other firmly gripping her towel. "A little help here!" Misty pleaded. "Yeah, yeah, now look what you've done! Don't worry, I'm coming up!" Ash muttered. With those words, Ash carefully started to climb up the tree. As he reached the branch Misty occupied, he extended his hand. "Misty, let go of that stupid towel and grab my hand!" "No, you little pervert!" Misty snapped. "C'mon Misty, I've already seen you a dozen times in your swimsuit..." Ash complained. "BUT I'M NOT WEARING MY DAMN SWIMSUIT!!!" Misty exclaimed. Ash's eyes widened for a moment. "You mean... you've got nothing on under that towel..?" Ash slowly questioned. "Oh, for goodness sake! No! Now, would you please call out Bulbasaur and help me out here?" Misty asked. "Oh, um... yeah..." Ash quickly grabbed for a pokéball. "Bulbasaur, I choose you!" "Bulbasaur!" the little creature cried, jumping out off his pokéball. "Bulbasaur, use your Vine Whip to help Misty!" "Saur!" Thick, green vines reached out and wrapped around Misty's slim waist, carefully putting her on the ground. Still holding her towel firmly, she walked over to Bulbasaur and patted its little head. "Thank you, Bulbasaur, you're the best!" she said sweetly. "Bulba!" it replied happily, before disappearing in his pokéball again. Brushing away a lock of golden hair from her face, Misty turned to face Ash, who stared at her with a blush on his face. "What are you staring at?" she demanded, some redness appearing on her own cheeks. "N-nothing..." Ash muttered. Ash left Misty, heading back to the beach.
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"So, how'd it go, Romeo?" Brock asked when Ash came back to the water. "Fine...huh? HEY!" Ash tackled Brock and dunked him in the water.
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Misty just came from the forest and walked up the cliff with her swimsuit on. She let her hair down. She came to the edge of the cliff. She backed up a few steps, then ran forward and jumped off. SPLASH! She landed right in front of Ash as he started to swim forward. She popped her head out of the water. "Hi, Ash!" Misty smiled. Startled, Ash jerked back. "You nearly killed me!" "I know." she replied. He sweat dropped. He jumped towards her and dunked her underwater. "Oh, Ash....it's so obvious..." Brock said. "What?" "You like Misty." "For the last time, I don't!" "Ash, it's ok to like a girl. It comes sooner or later to a guy's life." Brock proclaimed. Ash stared, and then blushed.
"Hey, did Misty ever come back up?" Ash asked. As if answering his answer, bubbles came to the top of the water. A body floated to the surface. "Misty!" Ash screeched. He grabbed her body and dragged her to shore. He set her down. He looked around. He met Brock's eyes. Brock grinned. Oh man! Anything but this! Ash thought. He leaned closer to Misty. He could hear her heart beat. Then, he lifted his head and came to Misty's face. "He-here goes..." Ash stammered. He put his lips on hers and gave a first breath. No sign of waking up. He did it again. Still no sign. He looked at Brock. Brock was sitting there, having a great time, laughing his head off, pointing at Ash. Ash frowned and tried again. This time...Misty opened her eyes quickly. She smirked. "Brock, can you leave us alone for a sec?" she asked. He smirked back and pranced off. "You know, that really wasn't CPR.hehe." she stopped, smiling evilly. Ash glared. "Eeewww! Gross!" Ash wiped his mouth. "This was a set-up!" he roared. She laughed. I've been waiting a long time for this...haha... "I'm sorry Ash. Here, let me make it up to you." The red headed girl stood up, shaking her hair out of her face, then tackled the teenage boy. She smiled. Ash's face turned bright red with anger.
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