Author Note
The following was born out of a weird idea I had one morning. If you're offended by the idea of Ash and harems, or failed salting, turn back now. Criticism is welcome.
Harem Master
Chapter 1
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Ash and Misty sat on opposite ends of the table. The three of them had stopped by the Poké Center for a quick lunch Ash, Brock, and Misty. Except Brock was no where to be found.
"Where do you think he went?" Ash said, peering into the crowd of people.
"Knowing him, it probably has something to do with Nurse Joy," Misty said.
"What would he want with Nurse Joy?"
"Brock has... issues."
"What kind of issues?"
"Just eat your food, Ash."
He sighed. He never did understand why Brock goes crazy whenever he meets a new girl. Maybe that's what living in a family where everyone looks alike does to you.
They in silence until Ash pulled face.
"Something wrong?" Misty said.
"Is it just me or does this rice taste funny to you?"
"Tastes okay to me."
"I don't know " He swallowed. "Could you pass the salt?"
She was about to hand it to him when she stopped.
"Misty?"
"Huh? Oh." She shook her head. "It's nothing. Here."
But she didn't move. He looked at her. Her hand shook with drops of sweat rolling down her face. He blinked. "You okay?"
"Didn't I say it was nothing? I'm fine, Ash. Just let me "
She got up and loosened her hair.
"What are you "
"Shut up and take off your shirt."
"What?"
"Now!"
He did as she said and tossed it to the side. She bit her lip.
What the heck was going? he thought. And why did she want me to—
A pair of lips smashed against his.