That boy
A/N: I'm really sorry that I haven't updated any of my stories. I've been so busy and just not in the mood lately. I will be finishing those fics I promise, but you guys will probably have to wait a little longer. If it makes you guys feel any better, I've started the next chapter of "Our Little Girl", I'm not sure when it will be done though.
Disclaimer: Like always, I don't own Pokemon.
That boy…
He just, augh, makes me so mad. His ignorance to the simplest things around him at times, risking everything for just one little thing and just the way that he acts so innocent at times when he really isn't just bugs the hell out of me. He has the tendency to be such an energetic annoying brat at times, and then other times… He's the sweetest there could ever be. He just confuses me, and I hate that.
Ash Ketchum, a 10 year old Pokemon Master wanna be. Yes, he's a great trainer and treats his pokemon as if they were family. Caring and sharing with them as if they were the world to him. Which they are and anyone who saw him wouldn't have a doubt about it. At times though, he just gets on my nerves. Why can't he act as mature as other boys? Maybe by now he would have some clue as to what I'm thinking…
He can be the most caring person to his friends, to his pokemon, to his mother. His mother; the only family he has. There is no doubt in my mind that he cares about her a lot and the same vice versa. Phone calls and caring words are what transpire between them, and even though I love to be Ms. Tuff Stuff, it just melts my heart and puts a smile on my face.
Which leads me to another thing; how on earth can someone possess the power to make somebody else want to melt in their eyes and pull out their own hair at the same time? Is that even possible? Ash is just someone special. I know he's special of course, I mean he is the "Chosen One" after all. But even with that aside, he's just not like anyone else I've ever met.
Someone who will risk their lives for another living being and not think twice about it is pretty rare if you ask me. Although, the not thinking part should be put into quotation marks when it comes to Ash... Yes, he is brave, and can be smart in battle some times, but I swear one of these days he won't be able to get out of the mess he's gotten into… I pray for that to not happen though. As much as he frustrates me and makes me want to yell at him so badly that I can envision his head falling off as a result, he's still my best friend. Yep, he's won me over, just like he's done to many others along his vast journey to be a Pokemon Master. It's just this invisible magnetic force pulling everyone and anyone towards him.
Ash… Is just Ash. One in a million, and I might be going soft here, but he's a great guy. So many others I've seen are no where close to the energy and just the soul of Ash Ketchum.
Now, how about I start talking about my bike? Yes my bike, it all started with…