Chapter 7: The Tournament Begins
Mewtwo appeared with a flash in Ash's room. Pikachu was on its trainer's chest whimpering and muttering soothing words in his language. He gently laid Ash down on his king sized bed and changed him into something more comfortable. He pulled the blankets over him and left a warm towel on his head if a headache ever came up. Mewtwo floated to his window and grabbed some herbs that were growing in his window box. A plant that will stabilize psychic energy for enough time so Ash can recover and stabilize it himself. He ripped up the herbs and threw it into a pot of boiling water and added a spoonful of combee honey from the local pokemon. Stirring everything together, he left the cup on Ash's bedside and placed a barrier around it so it stays hot. He sensed Cynthia teleporting into his room and ushered Pikachu out the door following him as the mouse walked out.
"Get well master." Mewtwo spoke sadly as he closed the door.
Cynthia called out her togekiss and quickly told her to use teleport before anyone noticed. With a flash, she found herself in Ash's room. She shook her head trying to get rid of the dizzy spells after teleporting.
"I'll never get used to that," she mumbled looking around to make she was in the right place. Cynthia saw Ash in his bed asleep with a light snore. She blushed looking at the king size. The last time she on it, it involved many… acts of pleasure. She sat on the edge and combed his hair. 'So soft,' she thought running her fingers through it one more time. She grabbed the wet towel off his forehead and went to the bathroom to drench it again with warm water. She looked up in the mirror and saw a picture in the corner of the mirror. She smiled and carefully pulled the picture off the wall. They were kissing in the night on her balcony, when they first got together a couple of years after Ash disappeared. She found him in a cloak shopping for pokemon healing items. She had followed him all the way through a forest when he turned around and asked her what she was doing.
***flashback***
"Miss Cynthia, as much as I am flattered that you are following me, I do like my personal life to be private. " The tall man spoke.
"Hiding behind a cloak won't make you any different sounding Ash." At the name, the man froze and slowly pulled down his hood. Cynthia marveled at his mature face. His hair grew a bit longer covering his left eye and there were faint blue streaks through it as well. He was much taller and more muscular. Lean, but unnoticable muscles unless you looked for them.
"Pikachu's ear gave it away," she continued pointing to a yellow and black ear from the hood of his cloak. Pikachu jumped up and sheepishly rubbed the back of its head.
"Alright, fine. It is me and I have to get going."
"Why did you leave like that?"
"Because my life is shattered." He turned around to walk away but Cynthia ran and grabbed his arm.
"How?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"But it's better that you do."
Ash reluctantly turned back and sat down on the forest floor, Cynthia mimicking his actions. And so, the long explanation began about how his family and friends betrayed him. Cynthia started comforting him when he seemed a bit shaky. He then started talking about living of for the past two years and surviving there when he found Mewtwo. Now he was off to New Island with Mewtwo to train there and to make the Orange Islands a new league. The went out for dinner that night courtesy of Ash. Ash flew her to her villa on the coast on his Charizard and left her on her balcony window. It was then she decided to take her chance.
"Ash! You forgot something!" She shouted before he left.
"What?" He replied floating down to be in level with Cynthia's balcony.
"Just come over the railing." He complied with a confused expression. Cynthia grabbed his arm so he wouldn't go away and held his hand. She walked closer to him until they were six inches apart.
"Cynthia? What are yo-" He started but stopped once he felt her lips on his for a quick second. When he looked at her, she was blushing and turned to run in her house. He caught her hand and looked at her bright red face with a cocked eyebrow.
"I'm sorry." Was the rushed reply from her.
"Really Cynthia? Shouldn't you know better?" Cynthia looked down fearing the worst. "That's not how you kiss at all." She looked up in shock and felt his lips press against hers. It was magnificent. He went slow with her the entire time and let her take charge, it was exhilarating. They kissed a few times reluctant to separate even for heard a click and turned around to see Pikachu holding a camera with a smile. They laughed and Ash spoke, "I'll send you a copy." He kissed her once more and leaped onto Charizard. She blew him a kiss which he caught and flew away.
***flashback end***
She smiled at the cute memory and brought the towel back to Ash. Sadly she didn't have her copy now, she'll just have to make do with Ash's. She grabbed his and carefully tucked it into her small purse. Cynthia sat back on the edge of the bed and gently wiped his forehead. He groggily opened his eyes and stared at Cynthia's grey eyes.
"Are you okay?" She asked softly knowing his senses would be in override after one of these temper flares.
He nodded slowly and sat up. Cynthia grabbed the cup of tea and gave it to him. Ash sipped it with small sighs in between.
"I'm sorry if I scared you." he said sadly.
Cynthia smiled and kissed his cheek, "Remember what we did the last time you had one of these flares." she insinuated with a mischievous glint in her eye. Ash grinned and threw the rest of the tea down his throat. He pulled Cynthia to him and kissed her hard. Cynthia moaned into the kiss and tangled her hands into his hair. Ash's hands grabbed her hips and brought her closer to him. Getting out of the blankets, Ash placed Cynthia leaning against the headboard while still kissing her. Cynthia pulled back for a quick breath and resumed kissing Ash. He licked her lower lip asking for entrance and gently tickled her sides when she didn't comply. Letting out a gasp, Cynthia felt Ash's tongue work its way into her mouth.
'Cheeky Bastard' she thought, before mingling her tongue with his. Ash broke away and didn't waste a beat kissing down her neck all the way to her cleavage. He removed her shirt and threw it somewhere. Cynthia shimmied out of her pants and tossed them off the bed leaving her in her undergarments. A series of moans followed after and Ash suddenly felt much better.
Everyone sat quietly at the table and ate. After Ash's episode, no one had the courage to speak. Delia, Misty, Dawn and May were crying and Brock was pretty upset. That's when Lance spoke up, "Where's Cynthia?"
The guests all turned to look down the long table to find the blond haired champion but no one seemed to know where she was. The group quickly finished their dinner and went back through the maze to find the missing champion. Arriving at the mansion, Sabrina, Will, and Anabel all felt a spike of pleasure through their empathy field before it was silenced. Will and Anabel glanced at each other confused, while Sabrina tried to connect the dots between Ash and Cynthia's relationship using the spike of pleasure. It was definitely through sensitive actions she knew that. But the two of them? They seem like an unlikely match.
An hour passed and there was still no sign of the Sinnoh beauty. Lance was getting worried while he searched. Clair laughed at her cousin; they had separated from the group and started to search on their own as did the other champions.
"What if she got attacked by wild pokemon? What if she isn't even here? What if she got abducted by Clefairy?" Lance continued on with his ramblings as he peeked from door to door. It was painfully obvious that he had a crush on her and everybody who knew those two well enough was rooting for them to get together.
A yawn broke them from their thoughts. They saw Cynthia in a sleeping robe walking from a door labeled kitchen. They ran after her calling their name but they lost her.
"At least she's safe," Claire suggested to her winded relative.
"Yeah," he replied downtrodden that he couldn't find her in time.
The group reassembled and realized Cynthia probably went back to her room. Sabrina and Lance knocked and opened the door which was surprisingly unlocked. They tiptoed into her room and saw her sleeping. Sabrina pushed Lance out and closed the door. She tiptoed around her room for evidence about Cynthia's secret relationship. Bingo! Cynthia's favorite purse. A moan from the bed made Sabrina's head snap up. She put the purse in her handbag and walked out.
"She's fast asleep." Sabrina stated to the small group that remained. They nodded and left. She glared at Lance and stated, "You may not see her." She concluded pushing him out of the forbidden hallway. Sabrina thought about what would be in that purse and stepped into her room calling it a day.
