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)