Followyourheart

Hey everyone! Well, here we are, on a new Pikashan fic. Hope you enjoy it! And as always, the next part of Storming the WB is on the way. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon, and will never own Pokemon, so don't sue, okay?



Follow Your Heart
By Pikashan61


Daisy walked casually into the kitchen of the Waterflower home,

absentmindedly flipping on the small TV in the corner. After picking up an apple and a

book, she slid into a chair at the kitchen table, not quite listening to the TV, as it

rambled on about the latest news. The chatter created the perfect background for

reading. It was when the name Ash Ketchem was mentioned that Daisy actually began

to listen. She stared at the TV, carelessly taking a bite of the apple. She would have

something interesting to tell Misty about her best friend when she got home . But what

came next was totally unexpected. Ash Ketchem, Pokemon Master, is getting married!

Details next. Daisy's mouth hung open. Blinking, she suddenly realized what she had

just heard. Grabbing the phone, she quickly dialed the number of the Cerulean gym.

Oh man, like Misty is so not going to like this...


Misty popped the top of her can of Lemon Twist. She walked over to the

couch in the gym, talking advantage of the lull in the stream of hopeful trainers to flop

down and relax. It had been a hectic day, and the gap was a welcome relief to the 20

year-old gym leader. She had barely closed her eyes when the phone rang.

Grumbling, Misty made her way over to the phone, picking it up and muttering, Hello,

Cerulean Gym. How can I help you? She was surprised at the voice on the other end.

Like, Misty? Um...you might want to turn on the TV. This is kind of important. Channel

6. Misty, perplexed, turned on the TV. Watching a commercial for a breeding center,

she took a long, slow sip of her drink when... You heard right! Ash Ketchem is getting

married! The spray of Lemon Twist almost went straight through the TV. Misty sat

there, staring, mouth hanging open. Yes, today at 6 o' clock, he is marrying his

girlfriend of three months, Angela Das. The ceremony will be held at his Pallet Town

home, while only close friends and family will be admitted. Congratulations to Mr.

Ketchem! In other news... Misty was stunned. This can't...this isn't...oh my god ... she

whispered, eyes transfixed to the TV. Her trance was broken by Daisy's frantic voice.

Misty! MISTY! Are you ok? Say something! Misty stared at the phone in her hand.

Slowly she raised it up to her mouth. Daisy...don't wait up for me. With that, she hung

up the phone.


Sprinting. She grabbing her trusty red backpack as she ran out the door of the

gym, quickly turning the Open sign to Closed. In almost one motion, she had jumped

into her aqua-blue Jeep Wrangler, and turned the key. Misty yelled,

before peeling out of the parking lot like it was on fire. A small head peeked out the

upstairs window, only to see it's mother's Jeep going race-car speeds down the

highway to Pallet. The spotted Pokemon flew out after her, tying to catch up.

He quickly did, but only after using Telaport. When he landed in the car, he saw that Misty

had a look of intense thought. One he didn't see very often. Misty was thinking very, very

hard.


i Last time I talked to him was three months ago... WHY DIDN'T HE TELL ME!... I

can't let this happen! I love him!...I can't let him do this... I can't...Oh Ash...hold on,

Ash...I'm not letting you go without a fight...Grrr...Angela Das...when I get my hands on her,

she'll be tasting mallet.../i


The sound of police sirens reached her ears, interrupting her thoughts. She took a

quick glance at her speedometer. 86 mph. In a 65 zone. She quickly looked at the

clock. 2:47. 3 hours and 13 minutes till the wedding. It took an hour and a half to get to

Pallet. She could afford a small delay. Misty quickly pulled over, and leaned over to

get her registration out of the glove compartment. As she did, she hit the radio's power

button. The lyrics of the song made her sit straight up:

You're in love
That's the way
It should be
Cuz I want you to be happy
You're in love
And I know
That you're not in love with me

Ooo...It's enough
For me to know
That you're in love
Now I'll let ya go
Cuz I know
That you're in love....

Misty stared at the radio, unblinking. The policeman walked over to her open window.

She turned to him. What do you think you're doing?! he growled at her. She looked

at the radio, and then back at him. I don't...I don't know. she whispered, I don't know

what I'm doing. She looked out the windshield. What am I doing? she let out in a shaky

breath. And then Misty laid her head down on the steering wheel, and sobbed.