-1A/N: I had to do it. Sorry to the angry mob that may or may not be coming to get me. Flames accepted.
Disclaimer: Yes, I DO own pokemon. I hath stolen it from the original creators to use for my evil deeds. And if you take them to give them to the original owner, you are stealing what I have rightfully taken, and will therefore be in the wrong. Now fear me. Rawr.
Jessie looked on in awe of what was before her. Possibly the most beautiful creature this side of the world! The face so angular and slim, the eyes showing not only passion for what they wanted most but also a sense of knowledge that only it possessed, that only it would know.
It's outfit so divine, so unique, that anybody approaching within sight would instantly recognize it. So slim, so tall, so amazing. Hair angled in such a way she wished she could reach out and touch with just one finger to behold it's magnificence. Just looking at it made her heart beat in a way no other could.
But as Jessie gazed on, her heart filled with sorrow. Those lips she could not take with her own, those hips she could not hug close to her body. That hair she could never stroke the way she wanted, looking deep within those beautiful eyes. Yes, the creature, in all its magnificence, she could never have.
In a deep, depressing sadness, Jessie put the mirror back into her bag.
A/N: Plotline I borrowed from both an InuYasha and Harry Potter fanfic. Jessie was the only character I could find that was egotistical enough to make this work. I wished I could have done Brock though. That would have been fun. So I can't take credit for the plot. Sorry!
And if you seriously believed my disclaimer please don't sue me. It wasn't real and I need the money for a new ipod.