I'm sorry that I haven't posted Chapter 3 of "Can't Live Without You" yet it's just that I have been so busy with life, drama, school, sports blah blah and I haven't had time. I started writing this story at the same time as "Can't Live Without You" and it was originally going to be a one-shot but since it will be pretty long I decided to make it a two-shot so enjoy!

Plus I was originally Satohikari_Dash but I just changed my name so no worries it's still me! :D

Ash: *sigh* Just keep updating and we won't judge.

Dawn: Please make sure you update your other story!

Me: *face palm* I'm trying but to be honest I only have one paragraph...*hides*

Ash & Dawn: WHAAAATTTTTT?

Me: Meep

Misty: Don't worry this story will be good- cuz I'm in it *winks*

Gary: And me!

Me: Okie let's begin! c:

Want You Back

Part 1- Mine. Not yours. Mine.

The redhead sat in her car and stared at the small, rickety house before her. She liked the simple porch attached the house, with the cozy little porch swing gently swaying in the breeze. She liked the flowery smell that wafted from the backyard on most Spring and Summer days. The neighbors weren't bad either, kind, helpful; their houses too were beautiful yet not luxurious, simple but not plain, and roomy but small. She also liked how close everyone was to one another in the small town called Pallet where everyone grew up together and knew each other on sight.

Misty wished she could've appreciated the sight from the beginning of her teen years. Back then she was focused only on her victories and her romance that she had barely spared a glance for the house she'd visited so many times.

As she sat in her comfy convertible, she thought about that horrid day two years ago...the day that had ruined everything...

A fourteen year old Misty was walking up the road, intent on reaching the destination of the Ketchums.' She had asked Ash if they could go out for lunch today but he had said he was working with his Pokemon.

'Why is he always paying attention to his Pokemon and not me?' the redhead thought angrily, practically stomping up the path to get to his porch. 'He's not even into our relationship and maybe...just maybe I'm not either. Maybe he's not as great as everyone thinks he is...'

As she got closer to the house, she could hear the sounds of Ash's Pokemon cheering and yelling from the backyard. 'I guess since we're going to Sinnoh next week he's spending his time with them before he leaves..'

But now that she came to think of it, he was just another guy. There were better guys than him out there, ones with much more excitement and romance. What was so special about Ash Ketchum? Sure he won all eight badges from Kanto, Johto, and Hoenn and even the Battle Frontier but other than that he didn't have much to offer. Did he?

Her sea green eyes scanning the backyard, she spotted the ebony haired boy directing a sparring match with Sceptile and Heracross. Misty couldn't help but watch Ash as he waved his hands in fluid motions, calling out encouragement to his Pokemon.

She smiled a little; he was a good trainer- she'd give him that.

But it wasn't enough for Misty.

"Misty!" Ash called, waving and beaming cheekily over at her. "Wanna watch them battle? They're amazing!"

Misty returned his smile gravely. "No thanks."

He frowned. "Why? Are you okay?" He trotted over and attempted to hug her, but she stepped back. The raven haired boy tilted his head. "What's wrong?"

Misty shrugged. "You, I guess."

Ash blinked. "What?" He asked, his big brown eyes full of confusion. He tried to take her hand, but again Misty evaded him.

"You!" Misty said, her voice annoyed, but also kind of bored. "You're always focused on your Pokemon, your gym battles, your dreams...you just don't care about me."

"No, Mis-" He began, but she cut him off.

"You're boring to have as a boyfriend. Your kissing is not coordinated, you don't really excite me, I don't see us lasting forever and-" Misty took a deep breath. "I want someone better, so we're done. Good luck." She leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth, taunting him. "Goodbye, Ash."

Ash's face was shattered with grief, confusion, and pain; every word Misty had said had been like knives being stabbed slowly and painfully into his heart. His Pokemon stared at her too, shocked and angry. But Misty didn't care.

Misty turned and walked away, heading back towards the road. She smirked to herself; she knew how stubborn and determined Ash was...

"Misty, wait!" He called, but Misty bolted from him, not feeling the slightest regret. 'Maybe when he matures more we can be together again," She thought, her evil smile widening. 'Yes, that's what'll happen..'

Hey, boy you never had much game

Thought I needed to upgrade

So I went and walked away, way, way...

Now, a sixteen year old Misty sat in her car, wishing she would've just waited for his maturity while being with him. He had still been young, only thirteen and she had ruined that time of his life. Back then, she hadn't cared if he was hurt because she knew he'd pursue her.

She had been right of course; at first...

The day after Misty and Ash's breakup, Misty had journeyed back to the Cerulean Gym and stayed there. Over the course of the week Ash had tried texting her, calling her, knocking on the gym door, throwing rocks at her window, yelling her name from the outside, and pleading her to come out.

She never did once.

But the redhead had assumed he wouldn't quit, would do anything to get her to talk to him. But suddenly, he had stopped everything. Just like that as if he hadn't at all.

So Misty decided to go out into town to see if he was there, her red purse swinging on her arm while she stopped at her favorite cafe', going in and looking around.

And she saw someone who might know where he was...

"Gary!" She cried, hurrying over and sitting beside him. The auburn haired boy looked up: he was dressed in purple jeans, a black T-shirt under a white lab coat, and sneakers. His dark eyes surveyed her rather coldly.

"Hi, Misty," He said stiffly, his expression expressing nothing but annoyance and slight...disgust?

"You're cute when you're cranky," Misty said flirtatiously, playing with the ends of her shirt and smiling brightly.

Gary's eyes flashed. "Stop it, Misty," He spat. The redhead blinked confused green eyes, staring at the angry teen in front of her.

"What?" She asked.

"Stop using people!" The auburn haired teen snarled. "You just wanted Ash to make yourself look good and then hurt him. You even made him come back and beg for you! Why would you do something like that to someone, especially a nice guy like Ash?"

Misty froze; Gary, the sympathizer? None of her friends ever called her out like that, not once, especially not Gary Oak. If Gary was supporting Ash obviously she'd really hurt him. Ash had been begging for her, right? She'd wanted that, the whole point of the breakup.

"You just want people to want you and to twist around your finger for your own leisure," He continued, his glare so intense that she actually flinched. "Why can't you just appreciate your friends?"

Misty stared at the angry boy, shock clouding her brain. He was deliberately making her feel bad, trying to get her to see her mistakes..but then, Misty hadn't understood; she was angry.

"Excuse me but you're not so better yourself- messing with girls and then throwing them away!" Misty snapped, slamming her fist on the bar. People stared at her but she didn't care.

Gary sighed. "I know that," He said, suddenly sounding tired. "I've quit that game awhile ago...and I've realized how badly I've hurt those girls and I have been doing everything I could to fix my mistakes...I'm sorry for what I've done."

The redhead raised her eyebrows; could Gary Oak...be different? She doubted it; he was a liar, a bully, a jerk, a player- he didn't just change.

He sighed and looked into Misty's sea green eyes. "You came here looking for Ash yes?"

Misty snorted. "Oh please-"

"You did," Gary said spitefully. "I know you did. You want him to beg for you, you want him to be his usual puppy dog follower of you. But since I'm annoyed with you, I'm going to break the news." He took a deep breath, smirked, his usual taunting air back. "He has given up on you. Not on love, just you."

Misty's eyes involuntarily widened. 'No, it's not true, Ash wouldn't quit on me,' She thought, her fists clenching. 'He's lying to make me upset..'

Gary smirked at her reaction. "Ash didn't want to be used. He came to me upset, ME, of all people." He brushed his hair out of his eyes and smiled a little, genuine rather than teasing. "He asked me for advice and of course I called Brock and asked him for help. We gave our advice to Ash, advice that has probably damaged your relationship beyond repair."

Misty stayed in shock silence as Gary continued: "We told him that if you'd really had cared then you wouldn't have insulted him like that or let him beg for you continuously. We told him there is a special girl out there waiting for him, and she will love and care for him with all her heart." He smiled contentedly. "I don't know where those words came from but I just told him that, I could somehow FEEL that there was someone waiting for someone like him."

She couldn't help but stare at him; Gary never spoke wise words, never like this. What had gotten into him?

But that wasn't the worst. 'Ash...you're seeking some other girl? How could you just quit on everything we had!' She screamed in her mind. Her heart wasn't broken; it was shaken with shock and anger. 'He. Will. Not. Quit. On. Me.'

"Where is Ash?" The redheaded girl asked quickly, getting to her feet and gathering up her purse. She had to find him, had to talk to him...

Gary laughed cruelly.

"What?" She snapped angrily.

His satisfied smirk made her skin crawl. "He left for Sinnoh this morning..."

Sixteen year old Misty drummed her fingers on the steering wheel, wishing she'd had enough guts the past two years to go and see him. The only time he came back to Kanto was with a brief visit with his mom and he brought Brock...and someone else, someone from Sinnoh.

A girl.

Misty's hands tightened on the wheel. She remembered Gary talking on and on about Ash's new friend, some girl named Dawn. She remembered the day when she met her...

The fifteen year old redhead had heard Ash was back in town, told of course by the obnoxious Gary Oak. He told her he'd been in town for about three days and he'd brought Brock, Pikachu, and his new friend.

This of course had caught Misty's attention. "New friend?" She questioned the teen as he started walking away.

"Yup, his new friend, Dawn Berlitz," Gary said with a note of glee in his voice.

As he disappeared down the road, Misty let the name sink into her mind. 'Dawn. Dawn Berlitz. Dawn Berlitz. Berlitz. Dawn. Dawn Berlitz...' She thought, then gasped. It was a girl of course.

She remembered running so fast down that road she barely registered the scenery. 'He brought home a girl, a girl, a girl to replace me...'

She wished she could drive at the time and then maybe she could've stopped the scene that followed...

Whipping the corner, she spotted Ash's small house down the road and sped up, panting but determined. Though when she reached his porch, she heard voices and ducked into the bushes, breathing heavily.

"Betcha can't catch me!" Misty heard a girl's voice call and light footsteps running down the porch steps and out onto the lawn.

"You won't get away, Dee Dee!" Misty gasped; it was Ash. His voice sounded slightly deeper, more mature, more...sexy. Moreover, he sounded happy, not at all like the young boy whose heart had been shattered just a year ago.

Misty peered through the shrub and saw a girl that looked about Ash's age with long, flowing midnight blue hair running as fast as she could from him. She crept forward, trying to get a better view and saw how taller Ash was, taller than her..

He looked more grown up and happier than Misty had ever seen.

She watched as Ash caught up with the slim girl and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, pulling her to the ground. She squealed with laughter as they toppled over each other and then stopped, Ash on top and pinning her down.

The redhead's fists clenched, her hair practically steaming with rage. 'How could he fall for her? What does she have that I don't?' She wondered angrily, her green eyes narrowing. She approached slower, but neither paid her attention, too focused on each other and their silly game.

Now, I seen you've been hanging out

With that other girl in town

Looking like a pair of clowns, clowns, clowns..

Ash grinned down at the blunette, pushing her hair out of her flushed face. "Gotcha," He said quietly, almost not loud enough for Misty to hear. Dawn giggled, her large sapphire eyes looking up at Ash with excitement, innocence and...love.

So this girl was in love with Ash.

Misty couldn't take much more; she cleared her throat loudly and approached the pair. "Well, I didn't expect to see you, Ash."

The raven haired boy's head jerked up and saw Misty, brown eyes widening. Dawn pushed her head back to look at Misty, blushed furiously and sat up- achieving being even closer to Ash by landing in his lap. The redhead saw Ash's cheeks flush slightly but he continued to hold onto Dawn's hand, his other hand resting on her bare knee. Both blushed even more as they stared up at Misty, like two teens caught making out in a closet.

This didn't help Misty's mood.

"Um, hi Misty," Ash said, his voice cold. Dawn looked awkwardly at Ash. He looked back at her and smiled a little. "This is, um, Misty Waterflower...a friend of mine."

Misty smiled her poisoned honey smile. "We use to date, and boyyy was it great time," She said nonchalantly, watching Dawn's face slacken slightly. "And you must be Dawn Bewitch..?"

"Dawn Berlitz," Dawn corrected, and she saw Ash's hands tighten on her. He knew Misty was good a taunting, good at getting under people's skins, good at getting her way, and very vengeful. He sensed the sparks flying between the two girls and he knew that if he didn't step in that there would be trouble.

Ash got to his feet and pulled Dawn up with him. "Um, actually Misty-" -He said her name like it took a lot of effort and barely withheld annoyance- "-me and Dawn were going to go have a picnic lunch together; Brock's inside if you want to talk to him." He made it quite clear it that he wanted to be alone with Dawn- and steer clear of Misty.

"Oh, you don't have room for one more?" Misty questioned as he started to walk away with his new blue-haired beauty.

"Nope, only packed for two, sorry," Ash said quickly, not sounding sorry at all. He grabbed a picnic basket from the porch and walked off with Dawn. She saw Dawn cast a suspicious look over her shoulder at Misty before they disappeared over the hill.

Misty narrowed her eyes; this was Ash's way of moving on, doing everything she and him use to do. Her and Ash used to play chase and tag games, use to go out to lunch together alone, use to have picnics, use to be inseparable...

Though when he was with Dawn, he was happier.

Remember all the things you I and did first?

And now you're doing them with her

Remember all the things you and I did first?

You got me, got me like this- ERGGH!

So the feud had began; Misty sat tortured for the next few days watching Dawn and Ash spending time together, going out to breakfast, lunch, dinner and every restaurant around Pallet Town almost every day and started making her even more furious.

She watched them go from place to place without parting from each other, even with Brock they mostly paid attention to each other. But Brock smiled whenever he saw how close they were, saw how happy Dawn made Ash.

Now, watching in the back of a restaurant, Misty saw the pair laughing and smiling at each other so lovingly.

And now you're taking her to every restaurant

And everywhere we went, c'mon!

And now you're taking her to every restaurant

You got me, got me like this- ERRGH!

"Um, Ash, so what's up between you and Misty?" Dawn asked, her voice full of concern. Misty saw Ash's face fall.

"Oh, it's silly, no worries," He said hastily.

'Oh silly, is it?' Misty thought in irritation.

The blunette's mouth quirked. "Ash, she said you dated, but she acts like it was nothing, and you look troubled when you see her.."

His brown eyes dropped and he fidgeted with his napkin. "I thought she was perfect, I thought I loved her, and I thought I knew her- but she turned out to be nothing but a self-absorbed I'll-wrap-you-around-my-finger slut."

Dawn drew in a breath. "Oh..." She leaned over the table and took his hand. "It's okay, all you have to do is let her go and move on. Someone can come along and heal your broken heart. I speak from experience..." She blushed.

Ash smiled at her. "You're right- someone has healed my broken heart. I'm over Misty...I like someone else."

Dawn smiled weakly. "I bet that girl is special..."

"She is," He said playfully, looking into her large blue eyes. "And beautiful, kind and gentle."

Dawn laughed a little. "Wish I could meet her..."

"You have."

"Really?"

"Yes," He said with a small laugh.

Misty, still observing, narrowed her eyes. 'So you're over me huh?' She thought scathingly. 'You're only in denial, Ash Ketchum. That girl can't give you half of what I can.'

Boy you can say anything you wanna

I don't give a sh-

No one else can have ya

I want you back

I want you back

W-Want You, Want you back

And so, as Misty recalled, the next day Ash, Dawn, and Brock had returned to Sinnoh. Only Brock and Dawn said goodbye to Misty before they left.

"See you later, Misty!" Brock said before hurrying to the car where Ash had already gotten into. The blunette turned to Misty, holding out a small hand.

"Bye, Misty, it was, uh, nice meeting you," She said awkwardly. Misty thought about grabbing her hand and throwing her down the porch steps. But alas, Ash's mom was in the car and she couldn't pull a stunt like that in front of her.

Instead, Misty took her hand and shook it. "Likewise," Misty said, her voice tight. Dawn released Misty's hand, inclined her head and was about to hurry to the car when Misty grabbed her wrist.

Dawn looked back at her. "Yeah?"

Misty got in her face and hissed, "Don't think you've won him over yet. He still loves me and you won't get between us.." She dropped the blunette's wrist, smirking at her shocked face. "Bye, Dee Dee," Misty added smugly, wiggling her fingers in a sarcastic wave.

Dawn had given her a dark look, turned, and ran to the car then clambered in. Delia had waved to Misty as she pulled out and drove down the road...

Now, watching his house, Misty realized she was going to miss her ferry if she didn't leave. She pulled out of his driveway, thinking at how good it felt seeing Dawn's face; how scared and shocked she seemed to be.

She wanted to Dawn to feel the pain she was feeling.

But as she drove, she thought about the pained look on Ash's face the day she broke up with him. She thought he would sob and beg for her forever, to keep chasing her, to keep loving her...

Ash had been a bud, and with Misty he slowly grew and grew until she had ripped him up by the roots. His hope had been blown away by the wind like a seed and landed in the soil when he met Dawn. The little seed had grown much happier and healthier under Dawn's care and company, and now, he had begun to bloom because of her.

She was the light that had saved Ash from the darkness.

I broke it off thinking you'd be cryin'

Now I feel like sh- looking at you flyin'

I want you back

I want you back

Wa-want you, want you back

Parking her car, Misty got out, grabbed her bag and locked her car. 'See you soon,' Misty thought, walking toward the dock. The ferry was blowing steam and soon would set off to Sinnoh.

She boarded, brushing her hair out of her eyes as she marched up the deck, looking for a nice spot to rest. The redhead found a nice fold out chair and sat on it, leaning back and letting the morning sun wash over her, and soon she was asleep, a smirk of revenge plain on her lips...

The loud horn blew suddenly and jolted Misty awake, and her bag fell off the chair. She sighed and picked it up, getting to her feet as the ferry came to a stop. She smirked, thinking to herself, 'Ready, Ash? Here I come!'

So the redhead made her way down the dock, her eyes scanning the crowds and bustle. She found a little café, purchased a cold ice tea and settled at a round table, then smoothed out a map of the Sinnoh region.

Hmm, it looks like I'm in Canalave City, Misty thought, running her finger along the map. And from what Delia said Ash last was in Hearthome City...

She sighed. "This is gonna be a long trip," the redhead muttered, getting to her feet and swigging the last of her ice tea before setting off down the road. She brought her hand up to her forehead to block the sunlight from hitting her eyes and spotted a train about to set off, billowing steam over a large crowd.

"Going to Solaceon Town," Misty read off the schedule. She checked her map. "That's right beside Hearthome!" She hurried and purchased a ticket, then scrambled on the train and took a seat. You will be mine, Ash Ketchum, all mine.

Sadly this is it for now but I shall update "Can't Live Without You" in the next couple of weeks or next month- it'll be easier to write with school getting out next month. And then this story shall be updated shortly after or before that. And I love Misty- I don't hate her but I just want to get my point across that I HATE HATE HATE Pokeshipping!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon or these song lyrics.

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