I have yet to get the paper work that entitles me to the Pokémon franchise so I don't own it… yet.
Now, here is another one shot in which Ash and Iris are a bit older— Okay maybe they are a lot older, like old enough to be married older. This one is more of a drabble as it's not very long, but I like it nonetheless and I hope you guys do too.
"Ohana" means Family
two || Spring Pictures
To say that Iris adored spring would be a complete understatement. She practically worshipped the season of warmth as it melted away the snow and kicked the cold to the curb. Aside from that, she loved it because it was simply a gorgeous season over all, bringing the blossom of vibrant flowers and light spring showers. Just thinking of the sight had her jumping out the window with spring fever.
She inhaled deeply, feigning to smell the fresh spring air. Iris grinned wide as she spun on the soles of her bare feet, causing her hair and long dress to flow with her. Honestly, with the light shining down on her like some sort of spotlight and with the bubbly background of a colorful field, Ash thought she looked absolutely angelic. And she looked happy which delighted him. Of course, he would've been even more gleeful if a certain annoying blonde wasn't snapping pictures of her. He was fully aware that they were in a photoshoot and that Trip was the photographer, but that didn't mean he couldn't be annoyed.
Iris had handpicked where they would take the pictures and, for a reason Ash would never understand, she chose to get the photographs down in a building owned by his former rival, Trip. Honestly, Ash had no problems with Trip— well he didn't before. Initially, he had loved to pry into the other boy's life, getting to know everything about him, especially information that pertained to battling and Pokémon in general. But now it was different.
Ash glared at Trip as he snapped pictures of his wife, giving her instructions and complimenting her every now and then. He agreed with just about everything the blonde man said, but that didn't mean Ash liked him saying those things.
"Okay, we're done for today," Trip announced setting down his camera. Iris bounded to him and smiled vibrantly.
"Thanks a lot for doing this, Trip," she beamed
"Axew ax," the baby Pokémon agreed, sitting upon Iris' shoulder.
"Anytime," Trip noted flashing her a crooked smile. Ash could have sworn he was trying to look alluring, something he really shouldn't have been doing, considering the fact that it wasn't his job to flirt. That wasn't what they were paying him for. Ash stood from his seat and rushed to Iris' side just in time to hear Trip compliment his wife once again. "I must say you are by far the most gorgeous model that I have ever had the pleasure of working with. You have this glow about you that the camera loves."
Iris blushed and giggled.
Ash quickly racked his mind on a way to approach this dilemma. He could always snake his arm around her shoulder, but the gesture seemed too friendly. H was aiming for something a bit more intimate, a way to claim Iris as his, because he was simply not the sharing type. The raven haired man slid an arm around her waist. It was a perfect way to mark what he thought of as his territory.
Brown eyes met gray as Ash and Trip had an entire conversation solely with their eyes. Iris stood their obliviously. She clearly did not know how enthralling she was or of the war that was occurring right before her very eyes.
What happened next was the moment that made Ash hate Trip all the more.
"Can I…" Trip's voice trailed off and his eyes shifted down to Iris' bulging stomach.
Iris' face combusted, her cheeks glowing a brilliant shade of scarlet and she began sputtering. She threw her hands up to her face to hide the embarrassment she harbored for the current situation.
"I-I guess," she replied, a stutter taking over her usually calm tone.
That was when Ash swooped in, gently pushing Iris behind him. His stance was defensive or what some people would even call it down right possessive.
"No way!"
"I don't recall asking you," Trip stated calmly.
"So what? Iris is my wife."
"That does not make her your property therefore you don't own her and cannot make decisions for her."
"You can't touch her."
"That isn't for you to decide." Trip smirked ever so slightly as Ash grew more and more irritated. It was truly entertaining, watching him get so riled up over something that was not that big of a deal. Well, at least to Trip it wasn't.
"Yes it is, because it's my baby," Ash shouted. "And since the babies are mine, I can make decisions for them."
Trip rolled his eyes and averted his attention to Iris, as she was the one he was going to be touching, and he didn't believe that Ash had any authority over him. "Iris, it's all up to you."
"Hey," Ash cried.
The grey eyed gaze locked on Iris. He didn't even acknowledge the other person in the room.
Ash puffed up his cheeks, agitated that Trip was now choosing to ignore him completely. He turned to Iris, his eyes pleading.
"I-I guess," she mumbled.
"Iris! Nooo," Ash whined.
"Stop being a baby," Iris sighed. "It's going to be alright."
"But, my baby—"
"Ash."
"Irisssssss, please."
Axew watched from his trainer's shoulder and sighed. Iris' husband was something else. He jumped into her hair, knowing that this dispute could go on for a while and he didn't want to hear anymore of it as he already knew the end results. Iris was obviously going to win, because, although Ash was stubborn and hard headed, he'd do anything for Iris.
And that was it. I can just imagine a cute, pregnant Iris. Oh goodness. *explodes* Anyhow, I'll update again when I can.
On another note, I couldn't figure out what I wanted to name their kids so I'm leaving that up to you guys so drop a review telling me what you think and name suggestions.
Sincerely,
PlumpysWorld
