G'day to everybody. This is my first fanfic for just about anything, so a couple a critiques won't down me much. I'm just a crazed Pokeshipper who can't let his –yes, his – ideas go unpresented, whether I'm a good writer or not.

Introduction: I hope that this isn't a dead topic around here. Pokeshipping is great! I thought it wasn't even a question that Ash and Misty will be together. But when Misty left, I was like "Okay wtf". Then in the episode "A Real Cleffa Hanger", I was like "yes, another episode where Misty can interact with Ash." Then BOOM. Team rocket's blast separates them – once again! – and sticks Misty alone with Max. ECK! All in all, I'm still a strong believer in Ash and Misty Romance.

Disclaimer: Pokemon is owned by Nintendo.

Summary: 4-year old Ash and 4-year old Misty embark on an adventure in Cerulean City.

This was supposed to be a one-shot. I hope there is consistent excitement when divided.

Ash: 14

Misty: 14

Young Ash: 4 (very important)

Young Misty: 4 (very important)

A Prior Meeting

Setting: A local Pokemon Center

Both of the clock's arms were almost aligned north. It was just a matter of time until the clock struck midnight.

Ash, our favorite Pokemon trainer, watched as the third arm was rotating its way up to the number twelve; thus, beginning the new day.

"It's moving faster than ever before," the trainer thought. Perhaps it's because he couldn't wait for the time to finally come. Perhaps it's because he would do anything to stop the time from coming. Ash had mixed feelings when it came to this day of year – the anniversary of the day he met Misty – and wasn't sure why hehad to think this hard on such a small subject. "What's so special about this day? It's just a day, no different from the last one…But here I am…awake…at 11:59 pm!"

Then the clock let loose a quiet ring to indicate a new hour had begun.

Ash's mixed feelings quickly came to a cessation as he realized only good things could come from this day, and almost embarrassed that he once thought any different.

Ash peered down and saw Misty sleeping peacefully on the bottom bunk parallel to his own on top. He remembered her going to bed really early and wondered if Misty was aware of this special day as well.

Misty, one of the famous sensational sisters and one of Ash's best friends, was in fact aware of this day – but what Ash couldn't comprehend in that dense skull of his is that she only went to bed early to make tomorrow's arrival seem faster.

They both reminisced on how the two of them entered each other's lives…Ash through his state of thought…and Misty through the dreams in her sleep.

But little did they both know…there was an earlier time they met– yes, before the whole bike incident – where they were just a couple of 4-year olds. A prior meeting.

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10 years ago…

"Now Ash, this is a big city. So hold on to my hand so you don't get lost, okay?" said a very young Delia Ketchum to her 4-year old son.

The young Ash just nodded in awe to the huge skyscrapers that they didn't have in Pallet town. He seemed so out of place, in a city where giant buildings blocked the view of the sky and the streets were flooded with people rather than cars.

"Cerulean city has a big sales day today, Ash, and there are hundreds of tourists who come here just to buy things for cheap"

Ash didn't argue with that statement as he was bumped by, yet again, another aggressive shopper.

"Say 'scuse me!" Ash shouted back even though the shopper was already a good distance away. At least he finally knew why his mom insisted on traveling 50 miles on bicycle to some faraway town. 'We're going on a little adventure' remembering his mom's exact words when they left Pallet.

Then came another bump… then another… then faster...until a barrage of bumps threatened Ash to let go of his mom's hand. Ash did not want to let go but he was slowly losing his grasp, one finger unhooking after another. By the time it got to pinky-to-pinky, one last shopper collided in between the parent and child and they separated.

"Ash?...Ash…Ash!"

"Mommy!" yelped the little boy as he realized his body was being bumped further away, as if he was walking backwards. Ash tried to respond, but his 4-year old strength could not sustain himself. His eyes began to water when he no longer had sight of his mother and when her voice began to disperse. He continued to be pushed back until he was out of the crowd completely, into an empty area with a fountain.

A little girl about the same age as Ash was the only person there, soaking her feet in the cool water. She kissed her hand, which held a penny, and threw the coin into the fountain.

"I wish for true love…" she muttered for only herself to hear.

This gave Ash an idea.

"A fountain! I could just wish for my mommy!" Ash crept up closer and gazed at the clean pipe water. He reached for his pockets to grab a penny when he realized he had no penny to speak of. He sighed.

"Hey maybe I can take one of the pennies in the fountain!" said Ash, reaching for the only penny inside. (Today was the time of year where nobody just wasted their money on a fake wishing machine)

"Hey kid! You better think twice before taking that penny," said the girl whose red hair was the first feature Ash had noticed, "I made that wish! And nobody steals my wish!" She stood tall and mighty next to the distraught Ash.

"B-But…I need it…" Ash stretched his arm far enough to grab the penny and almost fell in the process.

In the girl's clear pale face, there popped a huge red vain. She let out a scream and smacked ash with a closed fist. Tears flowed from Ash's eyes as soon as he felt the hit.

"Waaaahhhh" Ash sobbed out, shoulders bouncing up and down more and more rapidly.

"What a baby…"

Ash's tears dried up when he heard her remark, "I'm not a baby! I'm going to be a Pokemon master, and then we'll see who the baby is!" He lifted his fist proudly in the air. Misty looked unimpressed, raised her hand in front of Ash's face and flicked his forehead. Ash's tears began pouring out again while Misty giggled uncontrollably.

"Geez, this kid doesn't know when to stop…"

"M-Mommy…where are you?"

Misty stopped her giggling. "Hold on, do you mean you're lost?" Ash gave her a nod. When Misty found out she spoke in such a nice tone, she quickly diverted back to her angry and unappealing voice.

"Well, that's too bad…" said Misty as she slowly walked away playfully.

"No don't leave me here! You're the only friend I've got!"

This, for some reason, stopped Misty in her tracks. After a long pause…she turned around and held her hand out to Ash, without saying a word. Ash immediately knew what this meant and took her hand without hesitation.