AUTHORS NOTE: This is the FIRST Pokémon fan fiction I have ever written. I don't watch the show, I used to when I was younger, but my sister watches it and she is like in love with it. I happen to ship Ash/Misty (aka pokeshipping), but I only know certain things based on the episodes I've seen, so sorry if any of the facts are wrong. Oh, and let's just say they are older, in like there 19's. Around there! FEELLL FREEE TOOO REVIEW AND FAVORITE!
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"It is you (I have loved)"
by Dana Glover
There is something that I see
In the way you look at me
There's a smile, there's a truth in your eyes
Misty held her head up high. Ash watched her on the TV. Even when she lost a battle, even when her Pokémon we're outta strength and needed to be healed, Misty held her head up high. She would never give up. That was one of the things Ash admired so much. He would cry after battles, especially as a young trainer. He remembered those days, when he and Misty would travel with their friend Brock; all those adventures he'd never forget.
He continued to watch the TV. It was one of those rare off days; the days when he didn't have to train. Misty was being filmed for the show was a small exposé on gym leaders and their battle techniques. Even when she battled, she looked happy. That was a gift she had given Ash, the only reason he had gotten to where he was now. He was a master trainer, and damn, if he wasn't good. He'd arrive to towns where screaming girls would gather just to watch him enter.
Ash continued to remember the days with the beautiful carrot-colored hair girl. She had saved him, and they had grown inseparable. He hadn't seen her in forever, sure, but that didn't mean he still didn't love her. When she'd look at him, though she was full of rage, her eyes would be filled of love, and happiness, and compassion. Even Brock had once said they would make a good couple...
Ash always believed he would have been right.
But an unexpected way
On this unexpected day
Could it mean this is where I belong?
It is you I have loved all along
Misty battled, and though her heart was breaking, she was happy. Every time she'd battle publicly, she'd look up to the stands, hoping a certain raven haired boy would be there cheering. He never was.
It had taken her this long to decide she didn't need him. She mainly remained happy, and when people asked her about her love life, considering not one of her sisters were single, she'd reply, "There's someone out there. We've met before, I know it. I know he looks for me, I know he misses me. But for right now, I belong here. I belong to the Pokémon. If we are together one day, then we are. If not, I'll survive."
No one could ever question a response as sincere and clear as that. Except for Brock, who one day showed up on her doorstep, no one could answer. Brock was filled of nostalgia and they told countless stories of all the adventures and problems they had faced together; everything from battles to the pointless laughs. It was during this that Misty broke down crying, and fell onto his chest.
"What's Wrong, Misty?" he asked.
"I want him back. Does he ever mention me?" she replied, eyes full of tears, slowly ruining her makeup and staining Brock's shirt.
"Of course," Brock laughed sweetly. "You're his whole world Misty. One day, you two will be together. You know it, so don't deny it."
It's no more mystery
It is finally clear to me
You're the home my heart searched for so long
And it is you I have loved all along
Ash replayed the events through his mind. His brain begged and pleaded for Misty, it could no longer be denied. Ash knew that, but no matter how hard he tried, he'd never be able to see her. The few times he had went searching, he'd run out of time and be forced to return to training. His mom occasionally asked about Misty, and Ash could never answer. He didn't know if she was okay, he didn't know if she was even alive. Other than what little words he received from Brock and TV, he knew nothing about her.
It was clear to Ash that he needed to find her. Her beautiful long hair hung almost to the nice, curvy behind of Misty's, and he longed for the tasty smell of salt water that lingered on her hair. He longed to touch her pasty skin, hold her hand, and delicately carry her through the water. They would have been such a beautiful couple... if only he hadn't been so young and stupid enough to leave someone like her behind. His heartbeat was heavy in his chest. He felt light headed just by the sight of her.
"You've mentioned before that there is someone out there waiting for you. May I ask is this a boy you used to travel with?"
Ash's eyes lit up. He had never seen one of her interviews before, so he had never heard her usual answer. She had obviously never been asked this question before, and she looked absolutely stunned.
"I... I... I don't," she stuttered. A single light blue tear drop fell from her eye, and she looked off away from the camera. "I miss him."
His heart broke. Ash felt his heart shatter into two pieces inside his chest. His lip quivered. His heart needed her; she was the band aid that would piece him back together. She was the glue that would fix him; he needed her like a PB&J sandwich needed the jelly. She was his home; he'd never be truly home until he was with her.
That moment, Ash knew something had to change. He worked his ass off in training, and this was his moment. He knew it, he could feel it. Something inside his heart told him, he needed to find her.
There were times I ran to hide
Afraid to show the other side
Alone in the night without you
As the sky faded to the dull night, Misty sat alone outside. She wished she had never run away. Never came back to her home. She missed every part of Ash Ketchum. Every Part. His skin. His hair. His ego. His stubbornness. His love. They had talked once or twice, and damn sure he loved her, he had said so on their last talk.
But since it was only a call, Misty couldn't take it. She didn't wanna fall in love with someone who was never around, and she had hung up the phone, heart beating fast, as she bolted out of the center and ran home, where she flung herself on the couch and cried. She had been afraid of those words, afraid she'd be back with him.
Misty was afraid. She was afraid of getting hurt, she was sad all the time without him, and she couldn't take not being with Ash.
That's why she sat alone every night, wishing on some stupid star in the sky, hoping he'd come back to her. Her heart prayed for him, but her prayers were never answered.
Wasn't it so ironic that not one star shown in the sky tonight?
But now I know just who you are
And I know you hold my heart
Finally this is where I belong
It is you I have loved all along
"Misty," Ash called in the gym. "Misty!"
Days later, Ash had given up training for the time being, and ran out west to find Misty. He had to. He knew who she was; he knew how she felt now. Ash cursed himself for being such a fool, a dummy, a stupid, typical jackass. That's all he was. He had to make it up to the girl he saw in his dreams every night.
"I'm out here," Misty answered in a broken voice. She didn't turn to see who was coming, just kept her eyes fixated straight out. She looked cold, looked upset, looked just plain... destroyed.
"Mist, answer me."
"I did," she said, almost angrily now. "I'm not up for battles right now, it's late and can't you read the closed sign..."
She turned to face Ash, and her expression fell. She hadn't recognized his deep voice at all, instead jumping to conclusions. "Ash?" she whispered.
"It's me, Mist," he answered. "I heard you. You missed me, you wanted me. Why didn't you say so that night on the phone? You hung up instead. Imagine how I felt. I called back, but the lady said you had left. I was left, not knowing how you felt. I blamed myself, I said I was the reason you had left. Did you think I would ever leave you behind? EVER? No. I love you too much to ever do that to you. You're such a beautiful person, and I want more than anything to stay with you for the rest of your life."
It's no more mystery
It is finally clear to me
You're the home my heart searched for so long
And it is you I have loved all along
Misty smiled through all her tears, but they kept coming, and wouldn't stop. Kept coming and coming. Man, that boy made her cry. She reached up and slapped him, then kissed him hard. Her heart was complete.
She was home. She felt complete. Ash wiped away tears and mascara and dirt from her face, looking once again at her beautiful skin.
"I love you, Misty Waterflower."
Over and over
I'm filled with emotion
Your love, it rushes through my veins
They kissed, over and over. Ash knew he'd have to leave her again, but he couldn't tell her that now. It would kill her. Instead, he held her close to his now-perfectly-built chest and watched her eyes flutter closed. He kissed her forehead, and draped his jacket around her. He shivered, but he'd rather be cold and happy with the girl of his life in his arms.
The warmth of Misty's soul made him happy. He began crying, while he hummed a soft little tune to her.
She awoke hours later, just for a passionate kiss. His frozen hands warmed from the feelings he felt by her kiss. She gave him a static shock that rushed through his veins and gave him feelings he had never felt before. He cursed Misty for being so damn perfect. So damn perfect for him.
And I am filled
With the sweetest devotion
As I, I look into your perfect face
"You have to go, don't you," Misty said groggily, still hanging onto his chest. He didn't want to disturb her, let her feel the pain she had once felt again. He watched her for a few moments, before answering silently.
"I do. Misty, come with me. It doesn't have to end here."
She let out a slight cry.
It's no more mystery
It is finally clear to me
You're the home my heart searched for so long
And it is you I have loved
It is you I have loved
It is you I have loved all along
Ash folded his arms around her. It was over. He had to go, he had told her. They we're too far apart.
"I... I can't. Will I see you again?"
"Of course Mist," Ash answered, a huge smile plastered on his face. "I came back, but it's not our time. I've loved you this whole time, but we aren't meant to be together now. I'm sorry, I'm leaving you again."
Her grasp tightened on him, and then she slowly let go completely.
"I understand you this time," she answered, kissing him slowly on the cheek. "My heart is home, and it once again will go on a travel away. One day, it will come back."
He smiled before carrying her off to bed, and kissed her one more time.
"Wait," Misty asked. "How do I know this isn't all a dream?"
Ash smiled; her stupidity when she was tired. "It's not, because tomorrow, when you wake up, you'll know. You won't be sad, because I'll be back this time, and that's a promise."