By Mishakal
A/N: Well, I've done it again. *sigh* I told myself I wouldn't write a sequel! *hits head against the wall* Remind me never to read my own reviews! Aaahhh, actually don't, I love it when people give me good comments! *hugs everyone who reviewed her last story* You guys are the best! *sniffle* Anyway, I'm sure you'll all be very disappointed with this story, because I've stolen various plotlines and clumped them together into this. It's not very original. *sigh* Well, what can I say? I used up all my creativity to write "Catch You Today, Kiss You Tomorrow". Well, enjoy the story, 'cause I've babbled enough!
Part 1: Dream a Little Nightmare
Ash looked down at his fancy clothes. Why the heck am I wearing these...? He started as someone suddenly knocked on his door. "Who is it?"
"Misty. Can I come in?"
Oh. Of course. He'd been expecting Misty. I have? "The door's open. Go ahead." He flopped back onto the bed.
The door opened, and Misty stood there in her fancy dress with her fancy, braided hairdo and overly-blue eyes. "Here I am," she announced. "So we're both ready."
"Huh? Ready for wha...uhhh..." Misty pounced, pinning him down. "Hey, what's going on?"
She smiled and ignored the question, leaning down to press her lips to...
"GAH!" Ash sat up, clutching his covers frantically. "NO!" He shoved the covers away and stumbled out of bed. "Not again! Stupid dreams!" He yanked at his hair with both hands. "Go away! Go away!"
Pikachuu, startled awake, stared at him in alarm. "Pikapi?"
Ash began repeatedly banging his head against the wall. "Get... out... of... my... head... right... NOW!"
"Ash!" Brock flung open the door and grabbed his smaller friend. "How many times are you going to do this?" he demanded, irritated. "What the matter with you, anyway?"
"Uhhh... bad dreams," Ash answered quickly. He wasn't about to admitt what the dreams were about, after all. "Never mind."
"That's what you say every night." Brock frowned. "Can't you have bad dreams without waking up everyone who's staying here?"
"They're really bad," Ash said lamely.
"Well, they must be if they make you smash your head into a wall on purpose." Brock studied his face. "Maybe we should wake up Misty and see if she has any kind of sleep-tape..."
"NO! Gah... I mean, let's leave Misty out of this, OK?" Ash grinned weakly. "I can handle my own problems. Yeah, that's it. I can handle it. Heh heh."
Brock looked at him strangely. "Uh... OK..."
Ash started to push him out the door. "See? It's all OK. No need to worry; I'll be fine." He slammed the door in Brock's face and leaned against it, sighing with relief.
"Boy, that was a close one," Ash remarked, to Pikachuu, sliding down to a seat on the floor. He frowned. "This is all Misty's fault! If she hadn't caught me in that dumb race, I wouldn't be having nightmares every night!"
"Pika?" Pikachuu cocked its head.
"That's right," Ash answered. "Nightmares. Ever since that night, I've been having dreams where Misty kisses me." He shivered in reaction.
"Chuu? Pika pika?"
What do you mean? Of course they're nightmares!" Ash scowled. "What else would you call them?"
"Pi pika chuu!"
"'Wishful thinking'? What does that mean?"
Pikachuu sighed. "Pikapi pikaaa."
"'Frustrating'. That's what everyone says!" Ash gave up and crawled back into bed. "I wish someone would tell me what exactly was going on. It's like everyone knows a secret and I'm the only one they can't tell!"
"Chuu pika pi?"
"No, I won't wake you up again," Ash promised. "I never get nightmares twice in one night." He rolled over onto his back and stared at the ceiling. Neither of them spoke again, and eventually sleep overtook them.
"Where are you?" "I'm not sure. I can't see you!" "We've been apart for so long... how much longer must we be held like this?" "I don't know... oh, if anyone can help us... please..." He hands pressed against what seemed to be a wall of iron between them. "You are so very far away. I need to be with you. I can't bear this separation." "Soon, love. Very soon. I feel it." "Grant us that much, please... please..."
"Please..."
Misty's eyes opened slowly, and fixed on a blurry forested picture. Right. We're traveling. She rubbed her eyes, wriggling a little to sit up in her sleeping bag, and yawned. Then she blinked. Wait a minute... It's the middle of the night! What woke me up?
"...help us..." someone mumbled, off to her left. "...no..."
Misty turned her head and saw Ash toss restlessly in his sleep. "Don't leave..." he moaned. "...can't hear you... can't see you... please... no..." His arms splayed wildly.
That doesn't sound like Ash. Misty crawled out of her sleeping bag and crept over to her friend. "Ash?" She shook his shoulder, then snatched her hand back. He's burning! She tried again. "Ash, wake up! Ash?"
"...can't move... can't get to you..." Ash tossed his head. His face was flushed. Beside him, Misty saw Pikachuu shudder awake.
"Pikapi?" it asked sleepily.
"Something's wrong," Misty told it, shaking Ash's shoulder. "I can't wake him up! And he's saying weird things... I think he's sick or something!"
"Pika? Pikapi!" Pikachuu joined her in a short while, trying to shake Ash awake. It clenched itself, and electrical charges started to form around it. "Pi..ka..."
"No!" Misty held up her hand. "Don't shock him! If he's really sick, you might hurt him!" She looked worriedly down at Ash's face.
"Kachuu?" It tilted its head and flipped an ear.
"That's right." Misty looked up. "We need to wait until we get him to a doctor. They'll tell us what to do."
"Kaa." Pikachuu looked at Ash's face.
"I know." Misty followed its gaze. "Ash," she tried again. "Come on. Please wake up. Please, Ash!"
"Please, Ash!"
Ash struggled, but he couldn't get free. Something held him back, kept him down.
"Hey! Stop!" "You can't imagine what it's like." "What what's like?" He spun around. "Who's there?" "I've been apart from her for so long." "What do you mean 'her'? And where are you?" Ash looked around, glaring at the empty air. "Come on out!" "You're going to help me." "Help you what? I don't understand!" "She and I will be together -- at any cost."
Ash tossed and mumbled, unaware that he was repeating chunks of what he was hearing. He felt... detatched.
"Ash, what is it? Please wake up!"
"Hey, that's Misty!" Ash looked up. "Where is she?" "You're asleep." "So why can't I wake up?" "You will." "What then? I thought you wanted my help!" "I do." "I don't understand!" "Patience." " "No more talking. Go back..." "Hey, waaaaaaaaiiiiiiiit!!!"
"AAAGGGGHHHHH!!!" Ash yelled, sitting bolt upright. Misty screamed and fell back.
"Pi... ka... CHUUUUU!!!" Both of them were enveloped in a gigantic thunder shock.
"The world is ending!" Brock yelled, shocked out of a sound sleep into a waking world full of noise. He spotted Ash and Misty, who were still recovering from thier shock. "What in the world are you two doing?"
"I... thought... I was... waking... up," Ash managed to get out, through still-twitching lips.
Misty recovered faster. "Well, you were muttering in your sleep! And it looked like you were sick!"
"What!?" Ash demanded, "Do I look sick to you!?" His face was flushed and he was shaking badly.
"Yes!" Brock and Misty said at the same time.
"Well, I'm not! I'll show you!" Ash struggled to his feet. "All I need to do is splash some cold water on my face, and I'll be good as new. Just watch."
He walked forward three steps, and collapsed.
Well, what do you guys think? *scratches head* Interesting? Demented? Do I need mental help or what? *grin* Come on, do you want me to continue or not?
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See ya next time, kids! *throws confetti* Don't ask me where I got this stuff...
~Mishakal~