Disclaimer: I own nothing of Pokemon.
Authors note: The idea for this story hit me in the head like a ton of bricks. I got the idea while listening to Talking Heads 'Take Me To The River' when I realized that the opening line "I don't know why I love her like I do" can work in any coupling in Pokemon, but I'm going to try an experiment here and do indigo with this story, but that does not mean I am an indigoshipper, my next story could be ego or gym or orange. I don't have a set following for romance when it comes to writing, so I guess you could say this is a warning to any body who doesn't like anything except AAML or whatever it is called. But any who, review and read, and tell me what you think and I might do a second one or a sequel or another chapter or something, hopefully.
I don't know why I love her like I do, I mean come on, I knew her for less than 2 days. But she was beautiful. She was a knockout. She could have launched a thousand ships with her face. The only people I seen who were like that were those starlets in those old movies from the 40's. Sigh. But what could she possibly see in me. She is a red haired, green eyed goddess. I am just some nobody trainer who couldn't keep his mind on what might have been his most important battle. Instead, I just kept seeing her face and hearing her voice. It is so hard to concentrate when all you see and hear is beauty in its purest of forms. I am so confused right now. I know that I love her with every fiber of my being, but I know that all that it will cause is heartbreak for me if I tell her, but some days I don't care, I just spend the time thinking of her and, once, I even forgot to breathe and passed out. Last night I saw a shooting star and I wished that her and I would be together forever, that she would be madly in love with me and in the moments after, I smiled at the thought of that, before the cruel weight of reality set in that she would never be with me, except in my dreams. But, I will be vigilant and steadfast, by hoping and praying that that wish would come true, for as I have prayed some days, God, if there is one thing that you do for me and only one, please make Misty Waterflower find me, Richard Cougar, to be the one to spend the rest of her life with. Amen. And hopefully he will.
Hmmmm, that turned out better than I thought and I was thinking while writing this why not enter this in Dana-chan's contest, so I will. Hopefully I will win and that we can enter more than one thing. Also if you would please be so kind this is my first published Pokemon fanfic, be nice and no cursing if you would.
Authors note: The idea for this story hit me in the head like a ton of bricks. I got the idea while listening to Talking Heads 'Take Me To The River' when I realized that the opening line "I don't know why I love her like I do" can work in any coupling in Pokemon, but I'm going to try an experiment here and do indigo with this story, but that does not mean I am an indigoshipper, my next story could be ego or gym or orange. I don't have a set following for romance when it comes to writing, so I guess you could say this is a warning to any body who doesn't like anything except AAML or whatever it is called. But any who, review and read, and tell me what you think and I might do a second one or a sequel or another chapter or something, hopefully.
I don't know why I love her like I do, I mean come on, I knew her for less than 2 days. But she was beautiful. She was a knockout. She could have launched a thousand ships with her face. The only people I seen who were like that were those starlets in those old movies from the 40's. Sigh. But what could she possibly see in me. She is a red haired, green eyed goddess. I am just some nobody trainer who couldn't keep his mind on what might have been his most important battle. Instead, I just kept seeing her face and hearing her voice. It is so hard to concentrate when all you see and hear is beauty in its purest of forms. I am so confused right now. I know that I love her with every fiber of my being, but I know that all that it will cause is heartbreak for me if I tell her, but some days I don't care, I just spend the time thinking of her and, once, I even forgot to breathe and passed out. Last night I saw a shooting star and I wished that her and I would be together forever, that she would be madly in love with me and in the moments after, I smiled at the thought of that, before the cruel weight of reality set in that she would never be with me, except in my dreams. But, I will be vigilant and steadfast, by hoping and praying that that wish would come true, for as I have prayed some days, God, if there is one thing that you do for me and only one, please make Misty Waterflower find me, Richard Cougar, to be the one to spend the rest of her life with. Amen. And hopefully he will.
Hmmmm, that turned out better than I thought and I was thinking while writing this why not enter this in Dana-chan's contest, so I will. Hopefully I will win and that we can enter more than one thing. Also if you would please be so kind this is my first published Pokemon fanfic, be nice and no cursing if you would.