Me:(Enters room, applause erupting) Hello everyone! Its great to see you all! I am proud to announce the next chapter of Sapphire Desire!

Brock:Hmm...sounds interesting...

Ash: All I know is that you are always going to make me win, right!

Me:Sure...

Ash:Awesome!

Misty:*coughs* Anyway, where did Michael go?

(Michael bursts through the door, smoking and burnt.) Michael: Ok, I am here!

Me: Good, lets continue!

Michael: You don't even want to know why...

Me:Nope!


Oak's Lab!

"I believe is his going to be fine, almost absorbed too much electricity, but luckily you got him here in time, Michael." Profesor Oak smiled, with both hands behind his back. Michael nodded. "Thanks Professor, I owe you."

"And my Electivire!" Michael turned to a teenage who put his Motor Drive Pokemon back in its Ball. "It's cool though, Gramps could've done it without me." He waved his hand in the air, obviously ignoring the fact that he was totally dismissed. He started to walk away, nonchalantly leaving with his hand in the air before walking out the back door of the facility. "Yeah..." Michael didn't mind him. He knew that ego would get him into some serious trouble one day.

"So, how are you, Misty?" Misty smiled at the Professor. "I've been good, kinda busy at the gym, but my sisters are covering for me. They believe I have taken enough challengers for the next couple months. I think they just wanted me gone."

Michael tried to hold back a laugh. "They practically told me to take her with me."

"Right, you guys can leave, I have some more research to do. I will take Thunder over to Ash's house myself. He will be there before the day is over."

"Thanks, you're a Poke-saver!"

Oak chuckled at his comment, "Say hi to them for me you two."


As they walked out the door, Misty was trying to figure out how to ask Mic a question without offending him. I noticed his being able to speak to any Pokemon, whether his, somebody else's, or even wild ones. I know Ash completely understands Pikachu, its because of their bond. I just can't seem to get myself to ask. As she continued going over similar thoughts in her, Michael noticed that something was wrong.

"Misty, are you alright?" She slightly jumped at the sound of his voice, but not too much. "I...I'm fine Michael." Michael could tell she was lying to him, the usual shine in her eyes was dulled and lackluster. "Really, well, I usually don't react that way when I am 'fine'."

Misty slowed down a bit, Michael could tell something was REALLY wrong with her at the moment. She hated protruding into other people's affairs, but he felt like he had no choice, he hated seeing her like this. It bothered him.

"Misty." He stopped her, his right hand on her shoulder. This caused her to stop and look dead in his green eyes. "Tell me what's wrong. Whatever it is, I promise to not tell if you don't want me to." He knew he had her attention when she gave him a weak smile. He took that as a victory. "So, can you tell me?"

Misty was contemplating how to say it without seeming crazy. "It's now or never." She sighed before starting.

"Michael, I have a question for you. It's about...well...you." Michael cocked his head to the left, kinda confused, but decided to let her continue.

"Michael, are you...like...able to hear what Pokemon say. I mean, literally know what they are saying?"

"Yes, why, does it freak you out or something?"

"Well, its ot exactly normal for a person to have a fifteen minute conversation with a random Pokemon. Ash can only understand Pikachu, and that is because they have known each other for so long."

Michael was hoping it wasn't that obvious to her. The others, he couldn't care less if they found him creepy or weird and avoided him. It was mostly May and Misty that he couldn't live without. He didn't want her to think of him as abnormal or some kind of freak. "Looks my 'well guarded secret' wasn't exactly well kept." Michael knew he was in quite the pickle here.

"Yeah, Misty. Every since something happened to me I have been a 'Poke-translator'. It is really quite handy. I have saved many people from wild Pokemon attacks," Michael boasted, trying to impress her. Unfortunately for him, she wasn't. She wanted to know what happened.

"So, something happened to you didn't it?" Michael was silent. "So, that bad, huh?

"NO! No, not at all. I just haven't told many people I care about the back-story. I care what you think about me Misty. If you considered me a freak...I would...I..."

Misty stopped him by giving him ahug. He returned the embrace, which got him to feeling a little better. She sure had a positive effect on him. "I would never do that Michael. Ever." They just sat there in each others embrace.

"You know what, I will tell everybody at dinner at your friend Ash's house what happened to me. Just promise me you won't freak out." Misty nodded,"I promise."

Michael felt absolutely refreshed. Nothing was bothering him, he felt at peace with the world. Well, until he realized something, which made him blush a color that would make Charizard jealous.

They were still hugging. He wanted to say something, but he didn't feel like saying anything.

Misty cleared her throat and broke the hug. Luckily, it was so dark that Michael couldn't notice that massive pink tint on her face. "Thank Ho-Ho for night time!"

"We should probably return back to Ash's."

Michael was having some trouble talking. "I...uh...think we should go..too..." He stuttered. Misty was in her own little trance, so she didn't process how he was acting.

"Yeah...let's get going. You made me a promise. And I plan on maing you keep it." She teased, returning back to her egular self.

"How do you plan on making me, Misty?" Michael was messing with her, but didn't expcet how she would reply.

"Oh, I have my ways."

Michael stood there and weighed out his options, then shot into a sprint with Misty in close pursuit.

With Michael coming to the Ketchum household, what will unravel next. How did he get his strange but unique gift. Find out next time on "Sapphire Desire!"


Me:There, not everyone gets to wait in misery for the next chapter.

Michael: So, what do you have planned for me?

Me: I still haven't figured that out yet.

Ash: You really don't plan things out.

Misty: You should talk, Ash!

May: Come on, cut him some slack!

Me: Yeah!

May: Oh, I was referring to Ash.

(Everyone stares at her) Me and Gavin: Awkward!