Disclaimer: Satoshi Tajiri owns Pokémon, I'd like a cookie, and less Ap World homework.
"So, care to explain what you were doing back there, Ash?" Brock asked. "Well, you see, I was running away from Misty when she tripped and fell, and, uh, I caught her, and then you walked in. Yeah, that's how it all happened," came Ash's reply.
"Uh-huh. Yeah. Sure. I totally believe you. In fact, if I happened to rewind time, I'm pretty sure that's exactly what would happen… So how long has this been going on exactly?" Brock asked Ash. "What's been going on? *Laughs awkwardly*Nothing's going on*Laughs awkwardly* Why would anything be going on?" Ash said nervously. "This is going to do wonders for my reputation," thought Ash.
"Ash, could you come over here, please. I have something for ya," said a particularly feminine voice our hero had come to appreciate.
"Well, uh, got to go. Hope you'll understand," Ash said, quickly fleeing before Brock had a chance to stop him.
(Outside)
"So, Misty…" Ash began.
"I think we should finish that lesson…" Misty said, a sly smile approaching her face.
"Kay. Where were we?" said Ash, his face mirroring hers.
"I'll be your blind girlfriend. I'll be here, waiting. Whenever you feel like making your move, Ash," Misty said, her fingers trailing up Ash's built chest.
She even had that special perfume that could make any guy fall head over heels for you.
One kiss. Ash leaned forward and stared at her emerald green eyes that were beckoning him to fulfill his heart's desire.
He closed the distance between them as his lips pressed against hers, sending a wave of euphoria through them. He could taste the cherry gloss on her lips. She really is a devil beyond measure. Misty pulled away. "Well, I suppose you'll never call it 'smushing lips' again, Ash Timothy Ketchum. I do hope you've learnt your lesson. That's enough romance for one night. I'll be sleeping, so if you need me, tough luck. Good night, my little Pokémon Master," came the words from Misty's mouth as she gave Ash a kiss goodnight.
Let's just say that Ash didn't sleep very well that night. Or at all. Every time he tried to close his eyes, He saw a picture of a red-haired, emerald-eyed demon. Who his just happened to be hopelessly falling harder and harder for with each passing day.
"Ah, young love. So naïve, so unknowingly, unwillingly perfect. So incredibly disheartening to those who haven't lived through it, and so inspiring to the rest of us. I guess Ash isn't going to do this without the aid of his best friend. I'd better get to work. This cup of coffee isn't going to drink itself," Brock said.
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