A/N: Chapter 2! I'm so excited! A Pokémon series! So I just decided that my two Pokémon one-shots connect with this story. Pokedex Summit is set before this, Golden Pokeball after that, and now this one. (So there was a part 3 after all.)

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(Chapter 2 – Lost Connection)

"Ash doesn't like me," May said.

Brock and Max glanced back at her. Brock had noticed May was a bit down since Ash sent her away last night. She only wanted to comfort him, but Ash loved someone else. Brock hoped Ash hadn't raced off to see Misty. She would just break his heart. She was with someone else now.

"Of course he likes you," Brock said. "Why wouldn't he?"

May sighed. "I put myself out there, let him know that I'll be there for him, and he still wouldn't even acknowledge my existence."

Brock rolled his eyes. "Hey Max, why don't you walk ahead of us?"

"Why?"

"Just do it," Brock said, because he didn't feel like coming up with an excuse. Max sighed but went ahead of them. Brock sighed as he gathered his thoughts.

"Ash isn't the kind of guy that'll fuck every girl he meets," Brock said.

"Brock!" May cried.

"That's what you want, right?"

"I just wanna… be together."

"You want sex," Brock said. "And Ash isn't the kind of guy to just hand it out like it's nothing."

"I want a relationship too," May muttered. Her cheeks were bright red.

"That take it slow," Brock said. "Let Ash know you're about more than a quick fuck."

"How do I do that?"

Brock shrugged. "Ask him out."

Brock meant to tell May that Ash was in love with someone else, but Brock couldn't do it in the end. Oh well, Ash would handle the situation when the time came. There was no need to hide his crush anyway. It was Misty, right?

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"Oak, Oak, Oak!" Ash cried out.

Oak thrust in between Ash's spread legs. The teen was on his back on the professor's desk – Oak had pushed everything to the ground and threw Ash on top. Instead of some soft love making Oak was giving it hard and rough to Ash. He didn't hold back.

This was 'I missed you' sex. Oak pounded Ash's ass with no reserve.

"Oooh, Professor…" Ash cried.

Ash was completely naked – Oak had just opened the front of his pants. Pikachu sat in the corner of the office, watching with a smile on its face and a flush to its cheeks.

Oak grabbed Ash's hardened penis and started rubbing. Each thrust reached deep down inside of Ash, and Oak rubbing Ash's penis made the world spin. Ash cried out. He held onto the edges of the desk and wished for it to be over and to never end.

"S… Samuel! Samuel!" Ash cried.

His orgasm came as a rush, bursting out of him. Semen squirted over Ash's stomach and abdomen, and some got on Oak's hand, which he gladly licked clean.

Oak grabbed Ash's waist and continued thrusting. He came soundly, nearly screaming Ash's name, as he came. And it felt so good.

There was a soft knock on the office door. "P – Professor, are you okay in there?"

"Never been better," Oak said, smiling down at Ash.

Ash smiled back up at him, and Oak leaned down and kissed Ash on the lips.

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"What the hell is taking so long?" May grumbled. She was pacing back and forth while Brock and Max sat beside a calm river. "What's he doing, anyway? Why are we here?"

"Cause he misses his mommy," Max chuckled.

Brock resisted the urge to shove Max into the river. "I'm sure whatever he's doing is important."

May scuffed.

Suddenly, an angry looking orange haired girl came down the road on her bicycle. It took May a moment to realize who it was. What was Misty doing here?

Misty slammed on the breaks, her bicycle coming to a sudden halt. The end of the bike came off the ground, like it wanted to flip over, but Misty already jumped off and was charging towards Brock. Not noticing the foul mood Brock got up with a smile on his face.

"Misty!" Brock cheered. "How are you? It's been a while! Like, a month –"

Misty pushed with both hands – gave a terrifying, animalistic shriek – and shoved Brock right into the river. Brock disappeared into the water, and came up a few feet away. The current was dragging him down stream.

"Misty!" May cried. "What's wrong with you?"

"Shut the fuck up!" Misty screamed, making May take a step back. "I hate him!"

"What did I do?" Brock called as he was carried downstream.

A second girl with green hair came riding down the road. She jumped off her bike and went to Misty.

"Calm down, calm down," Diana said.

Misty shook her head, angry tears filling her eyes. "I… I'm so stupid!"

"You're not," Diana said. She hugged Misty tightly. "You're not."

Misty sighed deeply. "I'm gonna kill him."

"You're gonna have good reason before you say anything like that." Diana said. She pulled Misty away so she could look Misty in the eyes. "Okay, Misty?"

Misty slowly shook her head.

"Misty," Diana said softly.

Misty sighed again. It was a defeated sigh. "Okay," she said, and smiled at Diana.

And to May and Max's surprise, Misty leaned in and kissed Diana on the lips.

May's mouth dropped opened. Max's mouth curled into a smile.

"Cool!" he cheered.

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Ash tugged on his underwear.

"So, this wasn't just a visit just for a quick fuck, is it?" Oak asked softly. He was straightening out his underwear and buttoning his slacks.

Ash pulled his jeans on. He looked at Oak and chuckled. "No, I missed you," he said. He grabbed his shirt and pulled it on. "I've missed you so much it's thrown me off my game."

"What do you mean?" Oak asked.

Ash shrugged on his vest. "I've been losing every Pokémon battle I get into. I've lost my connection to my Pokémon."

Oak nodded. "Maybe this is a good thing."

Ash gave him a confused look. "What do you mean?"

"Ash, you've been a Pokémon trainer all this time. Now it's time to become a Pokémon Master."

"How?" Ash asked.

"I'll teach you," Oak said. "How to be a Pokémon Master."

To Be Continued...

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A/N: So! Misty's in a relationship… with a girl! I hope you were surprised. (Diana is a real Pokémon character, by the way.) So far everyone in this series is at least bisexual. The only person that I can say is completely one way (straight) is Max, but he's not gonna get any, so it doesn't matter.

If you couldn't tell, I don't like Max. But don't worry – I won't be mean to him, in case you (my readers) like him.