PokéShipping 50 Themes Challenge #29-I Think We're Alone Now
Ash smiled as he looked outside. Both of the kids were playing outside with some of his and Misty's Pokémon. Heading for the stairs, Ash looked for his wife of ten years. Finding Misty in their room, the raven-haired man walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"What are you doing, Ash?" Misty turned around and studied his face. Finding nothing but a mischievous smile, she quirked an eyebrow. "Surely not during the daytime?"
"Why not? The kids are outside playing with our Pokémon, and it would be a nice change of pace." Ash grinned as he planted a chaste kiss on her lips. "Besides, when was the last time we had a few hours during the day to ourselves?"
The orange-haired young woman shook her head and sighed. "You do make a good point, but you never know when Jordan or Sara will come running through the house looking for us."
"They'll be fine. You know that Togekiss and Pikachu won't let them get hurt, plus I did ask them to keep the kids outside for a few hours. They understand what I meant by it." Picking up his wife, Ash carried her over to their bed and gently placed her on it. Crawling onto the bed and laying next to her, the raven-haired man pulled Misty close and began to hold her.
Misty smiled as she snuggled into her husband. Who would've thought that the rash, irresponsible boy she fished out of the river when they were ten would've turned into quite the accomplished young man he was today. Back then anything to do with romance was "gross", but now it was acceptable, even wanted.
"Mommy! Jordan fell from the big tree and busted his lip. He's bleeding pretty badly." Saralynn burst into the bedroom. "He was riding Pidgeot and when he got off on the tree branch, he slipped."
Misty groaned and got out of Ash's embrace. "Did he put something over it and apply pressure to stop the bleeding?"
"Yeah, but I think he needs stiches." Both females went outside the room and downstairs to find Jordan.
Ash sighed. So much for thinking they could spend some time cuddling. Oh well, Brock was going to take them to Pewter this weekend. Three days alone with his wife sounded real good!
