Sugar and Spice
A/N: Wow, I didn't expect this many reviews for a Pokemon fic - and an Egoshipping one, at that! Thank you to everyone who left a comment, I hope you'll continue to enjoy this story. I know I'll definitely have lots of fun writing it. :D
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Chapter Two
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Misty sat opposite the table to her intruder from last night, sipping her coffee as she glared at him with venom in her eyes. Gary seemed oblivious to her hostility as he sat, munching on the croissant she'd spared him. "I think this is kinda stale," he commented as he bit, wrinkling his nose.
"You'll eat what I give you, and no complaints," she hissed between gritted teeth, banging down her cup and sloshing out a bit of the drink inside.
Gary raised an eyebrow mid-bite. "Whoa. Anger management," he said, amused.
"I do not have anger issues!" she yelled, then realized how angry she did sound. "OK, maybe a little bit. But that's all your fault! If you didn't come staggering to my house in the middle of the night I wouldn't be so stressed as to shout at you." She hmphed and folded her arms, admitting reluctantly that she was being unnecessarily rude. Gary stared at her and she averted her gaze, turning red. "Sorry," she muttered, and was saved from seeing his face by sloshing down the rest of her coffee. Misty slowly stood and went into the kitchen to wash up.
Moments later, she was joined by Gary, who put his plate in the sink with a light 'clack' and motioned for her to pass him a tissue. She did so and watched him wipe crumbs away from his mouth, staring involuntarily at his lips. He caught her looking and smirked. She turned away quickly, scolding herself for staring at him of all people, and scrubbed at the cup she was holding vigorously.
"If you're not careful, you'll break that," he provided helpfully, flashing her an innocent smile.
She snarled at him and told him to get ready to leave, sighing when he left. Finally. After enduring a nightmare last night about how her friends would arrive at her door just as he was leaving and yelling out to the whole world - literally - that Gary had spent the night at Misty's. Then Ash started sobbing and banging the ground, while May handed him tissues as he blew his nose. Suddenly they were all wearing formal clothing and everyone was saying what a lovely bride she'd make, and Misty screamed when she looked down and found herself in a wedding dress, with Gary advancing towards her...
That was where she woke up. And thank goodness she did, or she'd probably scare the neighbours into calling the police.
But even though she classified the dream as a nightmare, she could still feel the heat on her face when she awoke. Gary had looked so good in a tuxedo, as much as she disliked him. She couldn't deny that much...
"Let's not go there," she muttered to herself as she dried the last plate and stacked it in the tray.
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Gary wasn't quite sure about how Misty was taking his intrusion. Most of the time she was completely pissed off with him, other times she seemed almost civil. Then again her anger was reasonable, as he'd been the one who had crawled to her home in the middle of the night, burbling drunkenly. Add that onto the fact that they were never best friends to begin with, and you get a very mad woman who had just yelled at him to leave the house.
Well, he couldn't exactly help it. His friends had been having a 'it's-the-weekend-woot-let's-party' party and he didn't want to miss out on a good time. Once he realized the person who had taken him there was busy with some chick, he'd left, telling the host that he was perfectly sober and could get home himself. Which he did, in a way - except the home he got to wasn't his own.
He sighed, checked his belt for all his pokeballs and walked slowly past the bathroom to the door. He stopped. Wait... while he was here, he might as well take a shower since he smelled like booze and smoke. Hopefully Misty wouldn't mind too much. He was sure she'd rather he use her bathroom for a moment rather than have him pollute her home with the smell of alcohol. Gary stepped in quickly and turned on the shower tap on to cold. He didn't want her waving a hot water bill under his nose anytime soon.
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Where does a whole morning of coffee go after half an hour? Misty was pretty sure she knew the answer as she rushed through the house, desperately seeking the toilet. Her stomach gurgled ominously and she started running faster. When she was in sight of the door she sighed in relief; and pushed it open.
The first thing that occured to her was that it was oddly noisy in there. Did she leave the shower running? No... last night she hadn't even had a shower. Fearing the worst she turned slowly, bladder forgotten, to the noise of running water. The curtain didn't move but from the light she could see a dark shape inside. She stared. It better not be Gary in there. Or I'll kill him. No, that's a little extreme. Maybe I'll just force him to pay the water bill.
While she thought these vicious thoughts, the water stopped and there was silence for a moment before the curtain opened.
And Gary stepped out - not fully clothed, not even half naked, but completely naked. Misty stared at him. And screamed, for the second time in less than 12 hours. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
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"Misty!" Gary yelled, pounding on the bathroom door. "Misty, can I please come in for just a moment?"
"OF COURSE NOT!" she shouted back. "How stupid do you think I am? First you take a shower without my permission, and now you probably want to excrete in my toilet! Go away! Just get lost!"
He suppressed a laugh. Excrete in her toilet? Interesting choice of words. She was still as fiesty and angry as ever, just like how he remembered her. Unfortunately, even though she was now an adult she still hadn't filled out that well... in the chest department. "I want to get my clothes, you idiot. There are toilets everywhere. What makes you think yours is special and that everyone wants to shit in it?"
There was silence for several minutes, in which Gary stood in the hallway, shivering with cold. Then suddenly, the door opened and his clothes were thrown in his face. As he tried to pry them off his head he was dragged roughly somewhere. The cold suddenly got a lot worse and when he could finally see his surroundings, he realized he was outside. And butt-naked, at that. People passing by stared at him and then turned away quickly, faces red. Misty emerged a moment later and dumped the rest of his clothes on him. "Happy now?" she snarled, and slammed the door.
"Gary?" A female voice said, sounding surprised. He looked back at the door as he started putting on his boxers, annoyed at Misty's mood swings. What was with the cute and inquisitive voice all of a sudden? She always either roared or snarled/spat/hissed at him. 'Cute' was not a tone of voice she ever used with him. Ash maybe, but not him.
The door was closed. Gary looked around, confused. A figure from the pavement came up to the doorway and he finally realized who had spoken. "May?"
The girl beamed at him. "Hey, Gary! Long time no see." She giggled. "What're you doing naked out here on Misty's doorstep? Wait... don't tell me you two got together?" He didn't have time to explain before May dragged him up and rang the doorbell. "Miiiisty! It's me, May!"
There was sounds of Misty unbolting and unlocking the door (Gary was offended - it wasn't as if he was a rapist or something). She beamed when she saw May but her face turned to an expression of horror and anger when she saw who was beside her friend. "M-May? What are you doing with that bastard?"
May looked sympathetic as she shook her head, and pushed past a shocked Misty with Gary in tow. "It's alright, Misty... he musta hurt you bad for you to kick him out like that! But before you guys break up for good, let's talk about it, should we?"
"No, we shouldn't!" Misty yelled, pulling on Gary's free arm. "You're going back outside, mister, and you're gonna stay there." She tugged as hard as he could while her best friend pulled in the other direction, gritting her teeth and grimacing. The poor boy stuck in the middle bit back a scream and pulled his arm out of the looser - but not by much - grip. Misty stumbled back before quickly regaining her balance and composure, her eyes flaming dangerously.
"Aw, Misty. Come on," the other young woman urged with a smile plastered on her face, clearly looking forward to the couple-counselling session that would follow. Gary was dragged into the living room once again and Misty reluctantly followed, glaring at him whenever he turned his helpless gaze towards her. No help from either side, I guess, he thought, sighing inwardly. Misty hates me and May is determined to pull my arm off. What crazy people they have become. Were they always this bad? Hmmm, maybe they were. I've probably been around normal people for so long I've forgotten about the personalities of people around here.
The three sat down on the couches. Gary rubbed his sore arm and cursed under his breath for being dragged into this situation. Misty sat next to him, shifting as far away from the man as possible while folding her arms and keeping an annoyed expression on her face. May sat on the opposite side on an armchair, and assumed the position of the therapist. "Soo... Misty, you never told me you were getting together with Gary! And I'm your best friend, too," she added with a hurt tone.
"May, I would have told you if I was getting together with anyone."
"But you didn't tell me about him?"
Misty sighed. "We are NOT together. He just burst into my door last night and went all over me."
"Will you quit giving me the description of a rapist?" Gary snapped, turning towards her sharply. "From what you've said anyone would assume that I was sober at the time. Which I was not."
"Ah, so you drunkenly staggered to your ex-girlfriend's house and started molesting her?" May's eyes were shining with an unearthly glimmer; she was obviously enjoying this. "Gary, you're so forward! No offence, but I can see why Misty dumped you. No girl likes a guy whose first actions inside her house is trying to bed her."
Gary and Misty yelled out at the same time, "I told you, we were never together-"
"I did not try to sleep with her-"
May smiled in a motherly way at both of them. "Misty - I know you don't want anyone to know about your fling with Gary, but you don't have to cover it up so fiercely. Hey, I should at least know about it, right? You can trust me. Gary... don't worry about it, I'm sure there are lots of other horny guys in the world who have done what you did. And it's completely natural for a guy to act upon his animal instincts, you know... we humans are, in a way, animals! But next time I do suggest you control yourself a little and wait until both parties are happy before you go ahead with your emotions..."
Gary shook his head as he got dressed. Listening to May giving him a talk about male nature wasn't something he was prepared to spend his precious time on. He had way better things to do. Like go see how his stored pokemon are doing. He usually didn't perform this task but since he had come back only a few days ago he thought he might as well. "Well, thanks for the lecture, May. Like I needed it." He walked out to the front door and paused when Misty appeared in the doorway behind him, looking surprised. "Don't expect me to give you a huge thanks for letting me stay, Misty. The headache your friend just caused me evens us out."
She folded her arms and rolled her eyes. "You haven't changed a bit since I last saw you."
He smirked and opened the door. "Thanks."
Misty watched him leave her house, and let out a breath she'd been unconsciously holding. Finally. He was gone. Behind her, she could hear May standing up and she turned around. "He's gone. About time, too."
"He left without even listening to my whole talk," May said, offended. Then she narrowed her eyes at Misty. "You don't look like someone who's glad their ex-boyfriend left."
"May! He's not my ex!" Misty shouted, blushing. "He's my... nothing!"
Her best friend patted her shoulder, grinning wickedly. "That might what he is right now. But trust me, Misty, soon you'll be wishing he's back. I can tell by your face."
Misty groaned. "May..."
"OK, OK. Before I forget, I'd better tell you something. I think you'll like it." She winked. "Next Saturday, you, me and Ash are going to an amusement park for the day. I got free tickets from work."
"You're amazing," Misty grinned widely. Her heart thumped painfully at the prospect of going to an amusement park with Ash... which was practically a date, right? Well, May'll be there, but she would probably just leave us two alone while she goes on the neverending quest to buy candy floss. "What time?"
May held up a finger. "Nuh uh. There's a catch."
"I might have guessed," the redhead complained in a defeated voice, sitting down on the leather armchair May had been on a few minutes ago. "What is it?"
"There's an extra ticket. And I want you to give it to Gary."
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How did you like that? I haven't watched Pokemon since who knows when, so if my statistics are a little off, please tell me. And because of my lack of knowledge of what happened when in Pokemon, I'll try to keep my reference to events to as little as possible. So most of this fic will revolve around either simple Pokemon stuff or non-Pokemon related happenings.
Please tell me what you thought of this. I love getting feedback. (Who doesn't? XD) And I promise the next chapter will be longer. :D
