"Pumpkin Fights"

By: Midnight Mist

A/N: WARNING! This is an Egoshipper Fic. This means the pairing is Gary/Misty. You have been warned, so no flames. Don't like the pairing, I suggest you click that X in the upper corner of the screen.

Made it this far? HEY! Welcome to my fic. It's been a LONG while since I wrote fanfiction, so please be patient with me! I'll try to stay true to the characters. I just wub Gary so much


Chapter 1:

It had been raining that day and you could scent the smell of moist grass of the forest miles away. The sky was still a little grey, but that didn't matter as everyone was at home, warm and safely tucked in. Well, almost everyone.

"I hate rain, I hate rain…" The red head kept on chanting to herself. She was sitting up on her sleeping bag looking compulsively at every dark shadow the trees cast. "I hate bugs, I really do hate bugs…" Misty kept on talking to herself. To her side, a loud snoring sound, greatly performed by no other than a sleeping Snorlax. "Dammit Ash, why..!" The sentence was left unfinished.

She eyed Pikachu, Ash, and Brock. How could they sleep so soundly? It surely was some sort of male capability; to block out sounds like that. It had been not two hours earlier when Ash's Snorlax broke out of it's pokeball, almost squishing Ash in the process. Apparently deciding it could use some fresh air. Sure, it had been a while since she had seen that particularly big pokemon, and she was fond of it, but it had been a little unexpected. She doubted anyone in a ten mile radius could sleep with a snoring like that one, well of course… except for them.

Misty rubbed her eyes, stifling a yawn. She stood up clumsily, kicking off her sleeping bag. Sure, it had been raining, but it was such a tropical area it was still warm.

Almost too warm.

There was a lake somewhere near, she knew that much, she had seen it and heard it as they set up the camp. She shrugged. It seemed a good time to take a walk by the beach.

The cool sand felt good for a change, as her bare feet sank into it. She walked down the beach, sneakers tied to her right wrist, under the starlit sky. Daydreaming of tentacruels, thinking about life.

It might have actually been kinda romantic if she hadn't been alone. She kicked the sand below her. "Ow ow Geez!" She held onto her foot after accidentally kicking a rock beneath the sand. As she was jumping in one leg she tripped over something falling flat on her face.

At least the sand muffled all her swearing. It wasn't very flattering for a lady to have such a vocabulary.

"…Romantic my ass" she mumbled out sitting up on the sand.

The sand suddenly moved, and something emerged from it. Misty opened her eyes wide and almost let out a scream… and she would have yelled if she didn't have all that sand in her mouth and face.

"Did you just say you have a romantic ass?" The boy asked out loud.

Squinting her eyes to get a better look, she could finally make out the shape. Rather broad shoulders and spiky dark hair to one side. 'Oh crap…'

She coughed up some sand "Gary Oak?" indeed, it was the purple-T shirt wonder, looking at her like she was some kind of weirdo. How could she not see him? She eyed his sleeping bag and slumped her shoulders. It was beige. She thought it was sand. "Okay, who sleeps in beige sleeping bags in the middle of the sand, seriously!"

Gary seemed taken back. "What are you nagging about? I just woke up with a kick to someone talking about romantic asses through a mouthful of sand!" He arched an eyebrow "Frankly, I'm scared!"

Misty huffed. "It's not my fault you look like sand, Oak"

"It's not my fault you're a complete maladroit!" He shot back. Shaking his head he tried to regain his temper. "How do you know my name anyway, Do I know you?"

Misty blinked and opened her mouth to speak, but remained silent. He didn't even remember her. She cursed silently for making a fool of herself. And now she owed him some explanation or he'd think she was a stalker. "uh…" Silence. "I've been travelling with Ash since pretty much the beginning" She stated trying to cling to the dignity she had left.

Now he was in shock. He did remember about the stalker-girl Ash had for a travelling buddy, but he didn't relate the image of that annoying brat to the girl he had in front of him. She sure had grown, but examining her better she wasn't that different from that other girl. She had left her hair grown out a bit, and was wearing her pyjamas that clung loosely to her body. "Ah" He answered.

'Ah?' She thought to herself 'AH!' She cleared her throat. "Um, yeah." She shook her head trying to snap out of it. Being awake for 20 hours was starting to set in. "Well, Mister incognito, next time try to be more visible or I will do more than just kick you the next time you're on my way"

Gary Oak just rolled his eyes, the movement ticked her off and she tensed up. "Not like we're going the same place, stupid" he said, annoyed.

Misty clenched her fists letting off some steam, quite visibly. Gary winced slightly and the smirked. "Look, I'm sorry I just—" Misty looked at him bewildered. "—Think you need some help, I know a few good doctors…"

'That did it' Misty stood up and kicked him a couple of times "You asshole, I have every right to be angry, this has NOT been a good night, and you just made it worse!"

He looked at her sheepishly "Sorry pumpkin" The grin plastered on his face. Pissing her off was starting to be way more fun than he would have expected.

Misty just kicked him one last time before turning around and following the sound of the sleeping Snorlax that just got louder with every step. Cursing to herself she just wished she had some earplugs. Everything that had happened that night could have been avoided with earplugs! Sneakers still tied to her wrist she made it to her sleeping bag, and slumped down, trying to get some sleep.

Slowly the grin plastered on Gary Oak's face was vanishing, alone in the beach. He wasn't tired anymore, and regretted his luck. Turned out that he and Ash and Co, WERE going to the same place. He had spotted them in the last Pokemon Center. He had hoped. No. He had wished he could get there without crossing paths. He was still trying to avoid Ash Ketchum and apparently, if that pumpkin brat said anything, his cover was blown.

This seemed to be only the beginning.


A/N: Drop a Review on your way out! Tell me how I can make it better. I appreciate all comments! The door's nice and pweety so feel welcome to come back XD

Midnight Mist