Last 25 drabbles! We're heading into the home-stretch people! :D
Disclaimer: I do not own pokemon. Though to all the people who wish I do, thanks for the support. XD
WARNING: ComaShipping. AshXPaul. You should know this by now.
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76. Broken Pieces
Julie could hear the sound of dishes being thrown onto the floor. It felt like each time a plate would hit, the sound would echo…
The broken pieces of the dishes were a pretty good symbol of what her Dad's life was now.
77. Test
This is just another test…a test that I will not fail… Paul gritted his teeth.
"Welcome to the Miltank Café-PAUL?" Ash gaped in his maid outfit, his cheeks turning red and he bit his lip after exclaiming the trainer's name.
Paul could feel the blood gushing out of his nose.
"Um…did you hit your head?"
Paul had failed his test.
Epically.
78. Drink
"Gimme another." Paul croaked after he downed the rest of his drink.
"Sir, that's the fourth-"
More money was thrown on the counter.
"I said, gimme another." He looked with a drunken glare. The bartender sighed, before making another alcoholic concoction. Paul could feel himself slowly slipping out of consciousness. Which was good, he wouldn't have to think.
79. Starvation
Some people say that one of the worst deaths is to die of thirst. Ash disagrees. Thirst doesn't take as long as starvation. You could spend weeks in agony, until the Grim Reaper came to collect. Ash hadn't seen Paul in three weeks. He was starving.
80. Words
Paul had never said 'I love you', to a single person in his life. Not once. He could never find someone to deem worthy enough of such an utterance. Until he found a naïve and brave trainer from Kanto, yet when his chance came-!
…He let it slip away.
…Why did he let it slip away?
81. Pen & Paper
"Hey, probably though you would never-no, that's not it. Wait! "Paul, we-I" dammit!" Ash groaned in frustration when his pen splattered ink for the third time. He ripped the page from his notebook and threw it into a wastepaper basket that was overflowing with paper crimples.
"Why couldn't I just say it when I had the chance-!"
(Yes, 'Words' and 'Pen & Paper' are related.)
82. Can You Hear Me?
A thirteen-year old Julie looked at her reflection in the mirror, but instead of her own face, there was a boy roughly her age staring back at her, a gloved hand pressed against the other side of the glass, the boy said. "Can you hear me?"
She pressed her hand against his, and smiled.
"Yeah."
(…Holy crap. I've just dived into a new parallel universe of weird crackships.)
83. Heal
Paul could hardly remember last night. All he knew was a young, hot-looking woman came up to him in the bar and he followed all because she had short, black hair, out into the alleyway, then something hit him upside the head. He looked around to find that he was in that alleyway, his pockets empty.
That's when he decided it was time to heal.
84. Out Cold
No! Ash cried out when he saw Paul crumple to the ground, though he knew nobody could see him. He wasn't human anymore. Once the woman left with Paul's wallet and cell phone, he went to his living lover's body an embraced him, but his arms just went through Paul.
Please, Paul, no… He sobbed as he tried to stroke his face.
It is not his time. Yet. A deep voice replied to Ash's pleas. But it's time for you to return.
Ash smiled in relief, before giving one last ghostly kiss onto Paul's lips.
And then he was gone.
85. Spiral
After Ash's death, Julie watched her father's life go into a nosedive, until the night he didn't come home until morning. That was when he walked back into the house while she was having breakfast and dumped all the liquor in their home down the drain in front of her. She can still remember the way it spiraled down the drain, and how Paul smiled at her for the first time in awhile.
86. Seeing Red
Every look, every surprise glomp, or stalker-like moment Paul had with Barry made Ash begin to see red.
87. Food
"Ash, once again I ask, why am I blindfolded?" Paul deadpanned.
"Well, um, the magazine said that this would be good for foreplay…"
"Shouldn't it be the other-?" That was until Paul felt the end of a chocolate covered strawberry being pushed into his mouth and breath tickling the front of his face.
Paul took at bite and let their lips collide.
88. Pain
Paul bit his lip hard enough to draw blood as another unseen force twisted his arm almost out of its socket. Nothing was surrounding him but he could hear animalistic snarls in his ears. His eyes opened.
The battle had begun.
89. Through the Fire
Two bodies covered in dirt and soot with burn marks on their clothes lay sprawled on their backs, breathing heavily.
"…We did it." The black haired boy gasped out with a little laugh.
The purple haired boy turned to look at the other, a true blue smile sliding across his face and strong fingers wrapping around the raven's hand.
"Yeah, we did."
90. Triangle
"What?" A young woman with dark, midnight blue hair wearing a gorgeous wedding dress uttered when she saw her old traveling partner yell 'I object!'. She sighed, about to say something to let Ash down easy…
…Until she saw her groom run down the aisle and wrap his arms around the smaller man. Locking their lips in a heated embrace.
That was when Dawn finally realized she had been apart of a love-triangle.
And not the one she would have thought.
(Ok, I just need to say I love Dawn and her character. I don't mean to bash her, if it looks like I'm bashing her. XD)
91. Drowning (Ash POV)
Feels like I'm drowning.
No matter how much I fight to reach the surface…
…I get pulled down deeper and deeper into the dark and glorious depths of your eyes…
92. All That I Have
"Paul!" Ash exclaimed, running and embracing the young man. Paul firmly put his hands on the other's shoulders and pushed him back a little.
"…Are you sure? Is this what you really want?" The mauve haired boy asked carefully.
"I love you." Ash said breathlessly.
"But why? I have nothing to give you!" Paul said. The black haired teen cupped his hand on Paul's cheek.
"Your all that I will ever want to have."
(I got inspired for this one by the ending of the movie "Little Women" XD)
93. Give Up
"No matter how many times I beat you, no matter how many times I ridicule you. You never give up!" Paul snarled as he shook the smaller boy. "How is that?"
With that, Ash smiled. "Because I have what you don't."
"And what is that?"
"The ability to learn from my mistakes."
94. Last Hope
"No!" The violet haired trainer growled.
"Paul, I-"
"I'll go. I won't let you make Ash go through that." Paul snarled as he pointed to the Legendary made storm outside.
A robed figure bowed its head. "It is his destiny."
"Screw destiny! It's suicide!"
"Paul." Ash put a hand on Paul's shoulder. "I have to do this."
"It is true, he is the last hope we have." The robed figure said.
Paul wrapped Ash into an embrace. "You're the last hope I have…and I'm not letting you go in there alone."
95. Advertisement
Paul was about to turn in for the night, when an advertisement on TV popped on. Basically, the commercial offered Phone Sex.
With nothing else to do, Paul shrugged and dialed the ad number on his cell phone. IT offered the choice of a female or male 'converser'. Paul chose male. Yes, everyone. Paul is gay, and doesn't give a shit on what you think about it. The phone began to ring. Paul waited, actually pretty bored and wondering why he did this, until-
"Hi there." A sultry sounding voice answered. Sounding a little like-
"KETCHUM?"
"PAUL?"
(Hehe, I might have to make this into a oneshot.)
96. In The Storm
"Electebuzz, Protect!" Paul ordered. The pokemon surrounding it's trainer and Ash in a forcefield.
"Pikachu, Thunderbolt!" Ash yelled.
"Pika…CHUU!" The electric mouse let out hundreds of volts into the storm. A thundering roar echoed through the hurricane.
Together, both trainers yelled their final attack.
"THUNDER!"
97. Safety First
"Come on…" Ash whined as Paul bent his head down.
"Patience, Ash."
Ash yanked the mauve haired boy's head up. "Now."
Paul sighed. "Alright…"
Paul finished off Ash's last kneepad, before plopping a helmet on the black haired boy's head.
"Safety First."
98. Puzzle
In those small bits of time he could just lay down and look up at the sky, Ash liked to think about why Paul was such a puzzle, and how he could finally crack it.
But then again, Ash loved a challenge.
99. Solitude
Paul blinked. Once, twice, three times for good measure. But the smiling figure of is long dead love was still there, hand out to him.
"…Am I dreaming?"
Ash shook his head. "Take my hand, and I'll lead you away from your solitude."
The late middle-aged man then felt the years being stripped away from him, making his body just as handsome and strong as it was in his youth.
He took the hand. Planning to never let go.
100. Relaxation
"What do you want to do? Dinner? Movie? Ice skating?"
Paul raised an eyebrow at his husband. "Ice skating?"
"Something! Julie is over at her friend's for a sleepover, we can go out and do whatever we-"
Ash was then cut off by Paul wrapping his arms around his waist and falling back down onto the sofa, the smaller man in the violet haired one's lap. Paul's handsome face broke into a calming smile. "I was thinking of spending a nice evening at home with the person I love. Sound alright?"
Ash blinked and blushed, but then laid his head on Paul's chest, snuggling in.
"Sounds perfect."
THE END! (SORTA!)
Next chapter I'll have a complete one-shot! Many thanks to all who have read this and reviewed! And also to anonymous readers out there as well.