Hey ! I know... I haven't updated any fic yet... seriously I was supposed to update Nothing is What it Seems this week but my computer got problems and I can't even finished the third chapter so I put my inspiration on this little one-shot. For Safari Love fans, don't expect a update before at least end of november... I'm taking a break.
As for the information on the fic, it's a little poem about orangeshipping. I didn't mention anywhere it was Tracey's work because it's supposed to be a diary and the owner knows he's the one writing it already. I tried AGAIN to put some humor... but mostly I tried to make it look well ... fluffy and cute. hehe. Enjoy! Yeah... he named his diary Misty... how cute huh?
Dear Misty,
I love how the wind makes your hair fly
When you're chasing Ash to kill him
I love the little twinkle in your eye
That appears every time Ash says something
I love how your cheeks turn crimson
Out of effort after Ash's beating session
When they're hiding murderous thoughts for a while
I love how your dreamy lips curved a smile
I love how your voice sounds at times
When you're yelling at Ash and that I'm far enough to enjoy it
I love when your tiny soft hands to hold are mine
And not poor Ash's, to be brutalized with
I love your angel-like grace generously given away by nature
And your angel-like mallet that always falls on Ash's head
I love how you smoothly swim, you beautiful sea creature
Next to Ash's floating unconscious body… Is he dead?
I didn't move the last time you crushed Ash, it was sad…
I couldn't help it; you look so cute when you're mad!
You looked even cuter when you played with our pokemon
While I was helping an injured Ash put his bandages on
But mostly I love the way you blush
When Ash make an embarrassing comment about us
I could had swore that at the sight of it I heard my heart beat
Or was it Ash's head you were whacking with your right feet?
Among all your 'so-called' flaws there's only one thing I mind:
I can't catch an image of you on a painting blessed by me
While you always catch my eye or Ash when he's trying to flee
Each morning I wonder if I should tell you those feelings of mine
While you're arguing with Ash on why you put potatoes in his mouth when he snores
But I'm too afraid to lose that friendship of ours
Or maybe because I'm scared to get hurt
And end up like Ash the time he laughed when you wore a skirt
You shouldn't have been ashamed; you looked so pretty I swear it's true
Is it the fear of getting bruised that stops me from telling you?
Right now I'm asphyxiated on words I'd wish to tell you
That I'm afraid to, like Ash, turn blue
Among all the girls I know only you leave me breathless
If only to you someday my love I could confess
If only, these torturing inners feelings, you knew
Anyway, that's it for today dear diary I'm sorry but to go I got
Yes Misty about all this you still don't have a clue
I have to leave now to stop
The girl of my dreams from killing my best friend
… Again
So how did you find it? One paged long! I don't expect it to have succeed in making you laugh but I hope it did amuse you though. I made it all rhyms ! That's my biggest accomplishment in this fic as pointless as it is. I don't really support orangeshippy (but I tolerate it more than gymshippy) but anyway I wanted a fic with this pairing for a long time. Thanks a lot for losing your time reading it. I appreciate. Thanks!
C ya!
michelicious
PS: I don't hate Ash and it's not meant to make him suffer... just exagerated scenes that happened in pokemon. I love the guy don't worry. So don't hate me Ash lovers, I'm one of you! Don't you think he's cute tortured by Misty and always clueless? (I re-love Ash this much because of a fic called I want you to want me D)
