Ch. 04
Misty opened her eyes up. What just happened? A scream..and so much noise...
"Mist...a..yo..ay?"
Great, now Ash was talking...ugh...her head was spinning...she slowly opened up her eyes. Ash came into vision.
"MISTY, WAKE UP!"
Misty saw Ash his face. He had a happy, but worried look.
"Ash...shut...up!" Said Misty. "My head hurts!"
Ash sighed. "Thank Mew, you're okay..."
"What happened?"
"The roof collapsed. But I just got you in time!"
Misty now noticed that he was on top of her, leaning over her body, while leaning on his hands. He was shaking though.
"Ash...what are you-"
"I'm okay! Don't worry! I'll get you out of here!"
Misty noticed blood running down his arms. Ash grunted.
"Ash, you can't stay like that!" Said Misty. She tried to look around, but it was too dark. Where was Pikachu when you needed him? She didn't have a flashlight or anything. "Do you have a flashlight?"
Ash nodded. "Yeah, In my pocket."
Misty reached out into his pocket with her hand and put it on. She shined it around and noticed a metal table, still standing up.
"Ash, we can go under that table! If we move at the same time..."
"How about you just go first?"
"What?" almost hit him. "Baka! Of course not! Now move with me, okay?"
"O-okay..."
Misty crawled onto her back, while Ash moved together with her. They've reached the table and quickly hid under it. They both sat down on their knees. Misty now saw that his back was bleeding. Misty herself had a head wound.
"Ah, your back!" Yelled Misty. Ash panted, exhausted. "Maybe you should take your t-shirt off."
"Huh? Why?"
Misty almost face palmed herself. What an idiot.
"Because you are bleeding. Plus I still have some bandages in my bag pack."
Ash pulled his t-shirt over his torso. Misty saw his muscles and blushed. He had been training and since he hit puberty his body developed more. Ash saw her staring. Misty quickly grabbed the bandages out of her bag.
"Turn around."
Ash turned his back on her. Misty saw some deep cuts. They had to be cleaned!
"How bad is it?" Whispered Ash.
"Bad. I have a little bottle of alcohol in my bag. I...will have to rub it on...sorry-"
"Just do it."
Misty put the alcohol on her hand. She rubbed it on. Ash bit on his lip. It hurt so much. But he neared. Then she put the bandages around his waist and it was done. The bleeding stopped.
"Does it hurt?" Whispered Misty.
"A little. But it's fine...now how do we get out?"
Misty shrugged. "I don't see a way out. Hopefully we...don't die here."
"Of course not!" Yelled Ash. "You will get out alive!"
"I?" Misty grabbed his hands. "Ash, you're only talking about me...don't you want to live too?"
"Of course..but-"
Suddenly they heard someone scream. Misty shrieked and wrapped her hands around Ash his waist.
"What was that?!"
The scream continued. Another scream followed by a big sound. "HELP!" Yelled the voice. "SOMEONE! HELP!"
Misty started to shake. "Ash...I'm scared." She said with a small voice.
"Me too, Mist-" Ash wrapped his arms around her. He could feel her shake. She was also really cold.
The screaming suddenly stopped. Misty blushed, quickly tried to push Ash away, but he held her close.
"It stopped." Said Ash.
"You can let go, you know."
Ash shook his head. "I'm keeping you safe until the fireman come."
Misty gently pushed him away and looked him straight in his eyes. "What if they don't come?"
"They will...they will..."
...
A few hours went by. They sat there talking about the old times and Pokemon. The flashlight was still on.
But after a while they both got tired.
"Maybe we should try to get some sleep." Whispered Ash.
Misty nodded. "Y-yeah..."
Ash laid his Jacket over her shoulders. Misty laid her head against Ash his head. "Ash, don't you feel cold?"
"Nah, I'm fine."
"Ash?"
"Hm?"
"Do you miss Pikachu? Is that why you are so nice to me?"
"No. I'm nice, because...because...I...I...love you."
Misty her eyes shot open. "What?"
"Iloveyou."
"Huh? Say it louder..."
"I LOVE YOU, Dammit Mist!" Yelled Ash.
Misty looked at him. "You do?"
Ash grinned nervously. Misty sighed. How she had missed that smile...Ash noticed her staring. Did she...? He put his hand on her shoulder. He pulled her closer and pushed her lips against his. Misty started to move her lips slowly and so did Ash. Misty put her hands against his chest. The vest fell from her shoulders. Ash his hand went underneath her t-shirt. Misty noticed it and pushed him away.
"Ash..." She panted.
"I'm sorry!" Said Ash. "I thought...just never mind!" He looked away, but Misty grabbed his hand.
"It's not that...I..." Her face was red. "I...I...just don't think that we should rush in this situation...I care about you...and I don't want to die a virgin, but...I don't think we should rush..."
Ash noticed a bottle of wine on the ground. "Look, Mist! A bottle of wine!"
"Are you even listening?" Asked Misty sweat-dropping.
Ash grabbed the bottle from the ground. He opened it up with his swiss-knife. He put the bottle to his lips and took a big gulp.
"You know, you should't drink, you're still 16."
Ash shrugged. "So? We might die here. Here, take a sip."
Misty shook her head. "Ash, you will get drunk."
"I won't, I prmoise..prominj...promisooi...promiseeeeeeklkjhg..." Ash his face slowly became a little red.
"Ash, you okay?" Misty shook her hand before his eyes. His eyes were woozy for a second, but then filled with lust.
He grinned and tackled her to the ground. Misty shrieked. "ASH!"
Ash wasn't drunk, but right now he wanted her so badly. The alcohol made him a little bit more confident.
"You know, I saw you staring when I took my t-shirt off."
"That-"
Ash suddenly crashed his lips against hers. Misty felt his tongue enter her mouth. His hand started to pull of her shorts. She herself didn't know what to do, so she just kissed him back. Ash on the other hand, somehow knew exactly what he wanted.
His breath quickened.
Her breath quickened.
Both almost naked.
Both fumbling with their hands, touching everywhere.
Misty flinched as he entered. Her whole body shook.
Ash didn't say anything, he just quickened his pace.
They both felt pain and pleasure at the same time.
And It was amazing.
...
Morning light shined through a few cracks. Misty opened up her eyes. She discovered that she only had her t-shirt on...so, yesterday-
"Morning."
Ash already had his clothes back on. He was sitting on his knees with the flashlight in his hands. Misty blushed and quickly put her shorts back on.
"Yesterday did we-"
Ash blushed and nodded. "Yep."
They both went silent, too embarrassed to look at each other.
"You know I don't regret." Whispered Ash. "You are my best friend-"
"Friend? Aren't we now something else?"
"But what?" Ash made a disgusting face. "Friends with benefits?"
"No, ieuw!" Yelled Misty. "You crazy?! No, I mean...maybe we are...boyfriend and...girl...friend?"
Ash grabbed her hands. "We can, Mist."
Misty blushed. She grabbed something from her bag pack. A little box wrapped in paper. She handed it to him.
"Here, Ash...your second gift for your birthday."
"Second?"
"Just opened it." Sighed Misty.
Ash opened up the box to see a Master ball.
"Since you are so close to your goal. I've been saving for this thing for like three years...these things are expensive!"
"Thanks misty...t-thank y-you..." Ash started to tear up.
Misty smiled and wiped the tears away with her thumb.
"No really I.."
"Ash, be quiet." Said Misty.
"Look I..."
Misty covered his mouth with her hand. "Hush! I hear something."
The sound of a drill got louder...and closer!
Suddenly a part of the roof broke and they could hear voices.
"Is there anyone still down there?" Yelled a voice...
"WE!" Yelled Ash and Misty.
"Who?"
"WE ARE STILL DOWN HERE! HELP US! We're underneath the metal table!" Yelled Ash.
"Honey is that you?!" Yelled Delia's voice.
"MOM! Yes! And Misty is here too!"
They heard nothing for awhile. Then sunlight shined through a big hole. A head from a fireman stuck through the hole. He reach down with his hands "You two there! One of you grab my hand!"
The roof suddenly began to make noises. It was about to crumble down!
"What do we?!" Misty put her bag on. She nervously looked at Ash.
Ash smiled sadly. "Sorry, Mist...I love you." He grabbed her forcefully by the waist and lifted her up. He then pushed her towards the firemen. The man grabbed her arms and tilted her up. She just got out of the hole, when she heard a loud noise.
Ash closed his eyes. At least she was saved...He could hear the table break. He could feel everything fall onto him. Glass, metal, cement, stones...everything fell onto him. But he didn't care. Because she was safe. That was all that mattered.
Misty looked with horror at the destroyed building. It had collapsed...Ash...he...he...
Delia ran towards it, but an Ambulance-employee stopped her. The rest of the gang gasped in horror.
Misty just fell to her knees. Her ears began to ring. Where was Ash? The hole...it was gone...where was it? It had just disappeared...But why would Ash...This didn't make any sense. He was just talking to her a few minutes ago...he couldn't be...she saw Brock running to her, shaking her by the shoulders. What was he saying? She just looked at him in daze. Then she could suddenly hear again.
"MISTY!" Yelled Brock in panic. "Where the hell is Ash?!"
"Ash? He stayed..."
"WHAT?!"
Then it donged on her. Ash! He was under that rubble!
"Guys, there is a body here!" Yelled a paramedic.
They began to dig and pulled a unconscious body from the pile.
It was Ash.
Misty grabbed her face in horror and let out such a blood curling scream that everyone looked at her.
"ASH!" Screamed Misty.
Brock grabbed her, before she could run to him.
"No, No, No, NO! Let me go, Brock!"
"Misty! Get a hold of yourself!" Brock hit her in the face.
Misty started to sob uncontrollably. Brock wrapped his arms around the girl.
"He is gone!" Yelled Misty.
Brock started to cry too. Ash had been like a brother to him.
"Wait! We have a heart-beat!" Yelled a paramedic. "We better get him to the hospital!"
Misty and Brock sighed. Their best friend was still alive!
And there might still be hope.
TO BE CONTINUED...