Strawberry Black Cat: Haaiii everyone! I know I'm supossed to be working on the Girl in the Snow right now but I haven't even started *sweatdrop* I decided to write this on the day of the deadline for a contest so it's pretty short and not all that good. Although somehow I have 50% of the votes so far. *another sweatdrop*
Firehart: They just don't know what a good fanfiction is.
Strawberry Black Cat: *another sweatdrop* That may be true, Gaia isn't known for it's fanfiction. *nervous laugh*
Strawberry Black Cat: Anyway, after Firehart does the disclaimer you can enjoy!
Firehart: Strawberry Black Cat DOES NOT OWN Pokemon! All character names and pokemon belong to Satoshi! *forgot his last name*
Siblings sure can be stupid sometimes can't they? Especially big sisters. They only care about make-up and clothes, what about the gym and everything else you ask? They don't give a crap. I can prove it too, my sisters leave the gym to go on some stupid cruise and tell me that I have to go back home and take care of it. Did it ever occur to them that I might want to continue to travel with Ash and Brock? I doubt it did, actually I'm positive that it didn't. Now here I am, walking farther and father away from one of the few people in my life that could make me feel truly happy.
Sure, we might've argued at little, ok maybe a lot, but that's not the point. He was stubborn and thought that being a Pokemon Master would be easy, and although I hated him for that I liked him for that at the same time. Nearly all kids go out as Pokemon trainers like that but not many stay like that for long, usually after they get the first bitter taste of the real world they go home with their tail between their legs. He didn't. He stayed like that no matter how much of the real world he saw. And do you want to know what proves his ignorance? When I got my bike back he said "Now you can get back to Cerulean City even faster!"
It's almost like he wanted me to leave. Then again I guess he did save me from the Invisible Pokemon Brothers. Just the thought that I'm getting father and father away from him makes me feel sick inside. Well, let's look at the positives of going back to the gym. I get to see Dewgong and the other pokemon and…well, that's about it. Who would've thought that I could've grown so close to him in such a short period of time? It feels like just yesterday I was pulling him out of a river while he was being chased Spearow and he fried my bike. After that fighting became a daily ritual for us. I still don't know how Brock managed to stay neutral all those times, even though we usually ignored him while he was asking us to stop arguing. I guess he's just used to people fighting since he has so many brothers and sisters that he used to take care of.
I never thought that I would have to stop traveling with him...I guess I knew that we were going to separate someday but I never thought that it would be so soon…now whenever I wake up instead of getting to see his face I'll only be seeing Togepi's…
You know how they say that's it always better to do something and regret it than to regret doing nothing at all? That's completely true. I just learned it from experience. There was something I wanted to tell Ash but I kept deciding not to. I kept putting it off until it was too late. Now I regret doing just that, nothing. I don't know when or even if I'll ever see him again but when I do I'm going to tell him the most simple, yet hard to say sentence of my life.
"Ash Ketchum, I love you"
Strawberry Black Cat: And how was it? Should I write another Pokeshipping fanfiction? Should I not? Please tell me in a review!