Disclaimer- I don't own pokemon.
This is my first pokemon fanfic, so please, no flames!
Ages-
Ash-15
Misty-15
May-12
Max-9
Brock-17
"Pikachu, thunderbolt!" Ash yelled. The small mouse pokemon did as instucted, it's thunderbolt attack striking the Dragonite. As the large dragon pokemon fell, the crowd exploded in screams and cheers. The announcer could just be heard over the noise:
"Thats it Ladies and Gentlemen! Ash Ketchum has become the youngest Pokemon Master ever, at age 15!" The announcer screamed into the microphone, trying to be heard over the crowd. The crowd rushed to the stage, fighting to get closer to the new Pokemon Master. They ran to him, and raised him onto their shoulders, chanting,"ASH!, ASH!, ASH! GET UP, YOU LAZY BUM, ITS 10:00!"
Ash Ketchum was rudely awakened from his favorite dream by a very angry May, shaking him and screaming his name. "What, wheres the fire?" Ash mumbled sleepily. "I'll show you a fire if you don't get up! Breakfast is getting cold!" As soon as May mentioned food, Ash was running for the kitchen of the cabin they had rented the day before.
"Hey Brock, whatever that is, it smells great!" said Ash as he walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table. But, when Ash sat down, sitting across from him at the table.
"Misty?" Ash stared at her. "The one and only!" Misty giggled.
"Misty! Its great to see you again!" Ash said quickly. Misty blushed a little at his eagerness. "I-I mean, are you going to travel with us again?" Ash asked, at a reasonable speed this time. Misty couldn't help but notice that his voice was much deeper than she remembered, and that he was taller than she was now, which made her blush more. Ash saw Misty blushing, and looked down at his feet before saying quietly," I take it that you wont be traveling with us any time soon."
Brock took this time to leave the two in the kitchen alone, to go find out why May and Max were so quiet. As soon as he left the room, he almost tripped over May and Max, who were kneeling on the ground, eavesdropping on the two in the kitchen. Brock was about to ask them what they were doing, when they jerked him down onto the floor beside them. "Shhhhh! Were trying to hear what they're saying!" May whispered.
Back in the kitchen, Misty looked at Ash, who was still looking at his feet. "Im sorry." Misty said softly, " I would if I could, you know that. I still have to watch the gym." Ash looked up, and his chocolate brown eyes stared into her deep blue eyes, and what she saw almost broke her heart. It was the saddest look she had ever seen. "Ash..." Misty started, but Ash's look completely changed, into a look of innocent curiosity. "What is it, Mist?"
Misty stared for a moment. "Nothing..." "Ugh! Why can't I tell how how I feel?! How I...love him..."
Brock returned to the kitchen to clean up the breakfast mess. Brock asked Misty, "So, Misty, how long do you plan on staying with us?"
Misty looked up at Brock, "Only a week, then I have to head back to Cerulean." Brock said, "Well, it will be nice to have you around again, no matter how long." Ash left to go upstairs to get ready for when they had to leave. "But I've got to tell you, Ash has really missed you." "Really?" Misty asked, surprised. "Yes." Brock waited a few seconds before asking the next question. "Misty...Do you like Ash?"
Misty looked at Brock curiously."Of course I like him. I wouldn't have traveled with him all those years if i didn't."
Brock shook his head. "No, I mean do you like like him?" Misty blushed "You mean...love him?" Brock answered, "Yeah, do you?"
"What do I say?" Misty thought.
"Well do you?" Brock asked after a while.
To Be Continued
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What will happen next? Read the next chapter to find out!