Types of Kisses

HAI HAI HAI! I wanted to make a cute little series of maybe 4 or 5 short stories. So here it is: Types of Kisses! I know, not the most creative titles, but go ahead, read it! I think you'll enjoy it! When you're done, drop me a review so I know I did good! BYE!

A not so very long time ago in a world far, far, faaaaar away inhabited by strange creatures called Pokémon, four different couple share a kiss: Some on purpose, other…not *hehehe* This is their story.

Ash and Misty

"Oi! Miiiisssssttttyyyy!" A black haired boy sneaked in the open door to a large swimming pool. He was sneaking because over the rather large door was a sign that blatantly stated, No Men Allowed. However, the sneaking was undermined by the fact that every five second he would let loose a bellow of epic proportions. "Misty, where are you!? You said you'd meet me here!" he yelled again, ignoring the horrified stares from the other women in the pool.

"Shut UP, Ash!" A carrot haired girl shrieked, advancing on him with a dangerous-looking wooden mallet that she pulled from who-knows-where swinging from her grasp. Ash gulped. He had occurred the wrath of Misty several times before and let me tell you, it wasn't pretty. It was hilarious, but it wasn't pretty. Misty was overly fond of pounding him over the head with her infamous mallet over and over again until he A: pleaded for mercy and threw himself at the feet of the mighty Misty, or B: died. Option B hadn't exactly happened yet, so I suppose that's good.

"Ow, Ow! Misty, stoppit!" Ash squeaked as his head took a beating.

"I told you to wait for me OUTSIDE!" she said viciously. It's truly amazing this boy hasn't forgotten how to breathe yet…

"Whyyyy?" he whined; with the added effect of puppy dog eyes, this was a SUPER EFFECTIVE! move and Misty slowly decreased her whacks until her mallet hung at her side…for once. A.N I know. That was truly terrible, but I just couldn't help myself! Squeee!

"Because. This. Is. The. WOMAN'S POOL YOU IDIOT!" She gripped both hands around her mallet and with an ENORMOUS swing; she smashed her mallet into his head so hard the pool shook slightly.

Ash shook off the hit that could have downed an Blastoise and glared at Misty. "I. Said. Stop. It!" The anger in his eyes actually made her take a step back.

"Ash…?" she questioned. Ash never got angry. Never.

"You have five seconds to run." He hissed and advanced on her menacingly.

"What?" she took a few more steps back. He took a few more toward her. She took a few steps back. He took a few steps toward her. Funny how absolutely no one else in the pool felt the need to intervene…

"One…Two…Three…Four…" She turned and fled.

"What has gotten into you Ash!?" she yelled as she bolted out of the room into the hall, actually scared that he was going to hurt her. All of a sudden, she heard a clear laugh ring out from behind her. Of course. He was pranking her. That little git was going to die. She stopped and turned, ready to pound him for actually getting her with his little I'm-mad-and-you're-gonna-die act. Turns out he was closer that she anticipated.

"AGHHH!" they screamed together before he crashed into her and knocked her flat of the ground, him on top of her. Owww… she thought, my head…my face feels weird…almost like…no way. Her eyes few open and surprise, surprise, Ash Ketchum was on her…and he was kissing her. When they had fallen his mouth had crashed onto hers. His eyes were also open and the pure shock in them made her want to laugh. He pulled away, much to her dismay.

"Oh my gosh Misty, I am so sor-" He was cut off as she wrapped her arms around his neck and dragged him down onto her again, sealing her lips with his in a passionate kiss. His eyes widened ever so briefly, before they shut, and they were in their own little world. That is…until Pikachu found them making out in a hallway.

"PIKA-CHUUUUUUUU!"

The kiss was: Unexpected and quirky.