I know that I haven't updated in a long, long time (since July), and I'm very sorry. Also between us...I actually read through my whole story and found that the story started out good with drama and romance and somehow I sorta changed it to alot of comedy and stuff. No offense comedy isnt bad. I just didnt stick with my genre. I mean its drama and romance (well...not that much romance) but you know its OK. and i saw that some of the things really didnt make since.

Also, as you probably could tell Ash's story about Misha to his mom was mostly a lie. As in the earlier chapters he told what really happened. he just didnt want his mom to know he was dating a whore. hehehe.

And the winner of this drawing contest was RES NOVAE! Congratulations! Your drawing was sooo cute. The picture of Misha was so adorable. I posted it everywhere. Congrats to you Res!

Oppa skoky- yay!

Ashleigh- now its time for the story

Ash's POV

"Wha! Misty!" I caught her before she fell to the floor. "...looks like she fainted again." Gary turned to me "You mean she fainted before?"

"Yeah, when we first met she fainted in shock."

"Wow! A lot of people have been fainted in this fanfic."

"Tell me about it..." (a/n: hehehehe! I do it on purpose.)

"Ash, why don't you put Misty in one of our guest rooms?"

"Wow, thanks Gary!" I picked up Misty gently and carried her upstairs to one of the guest rooms. Misha decided to stay since she was busy eating blueberry pie.

I opened the door gently, walking into a fully furnished room and laid Misty on the giant king size bed. I looked at her beautiful pale skin and caressed her cheek. It was nice having Misty back in my life, she was the missing puzzle piece to my heart. I smiled down at that beautiful face until the door opened. I turned around to see Prof. Oak standing in the doorway. 'oh no, not him.'

"Ash..." He began to talk but I cut him off.

"Look at the time, it seems my favorite soap opera is on." I began to pass him but he put out his arm and stopped me.

"What?" I asked not looking at him.

"I know for a fact that you don't watch soap operas"

"How do you know? I haven't seen you in 5 years." I tried to move his arm but believe it or not Prof. Oak is really strong.

"Stop trying Ash, your not going to move my arm and besides I have Tivo."

"Dammit." I said under my breath.

"Ash, I'I've come here not to toy with you, annoy you, or KILL YOU. I'I've come to tell you something important."

I didn't say anything but looked for the first time I was here at his face. Believe me Prof. Oak had aged alot within the five years. My guess is that he was probably 75 when I left and now he's in his eighties...ew...he looks creepy old and ancient. How could my mom look at his face every morning, how?

"Ash"? Are you listening to me?"

"Ummm...no." I didn't want to be blunt, but hey, the guy is ugly. " I was to busy looking at your decrypted face." That came out a little to harsh, oh well.

Prof. Oak didn't respond to what I said, I guess he was in shock. 'Wait...this is my chance to escape.' I quickly pushed the shocked Professor out of the way and ran out of the room.

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Misty's POV

(The next day)

I woke up the next morning feeling sick, I guess I shouldn't't have eaten all of that food yesterday. I could feel my mouth starting to get watery, which is never a good sign. I hopped out of the bed and made a dash to the bathroom, right when I hit the toilet everything came-up. When I finally finished vomiting, I grabbed the nearest towel and wiped my mouth clean. I flushed the toilet and slowly began to get up but the room began to spin around me like a merry-go-round. I held my hands up to my eyes to try to stop the spinning but that didnt work. So I decided to sit back down and wait until I felt better.

As I was sitting there, I heard a knock on the door, 'oh no! its probably Ash' I stared at the door, maybe who ever it was would go away. Slowly the door began to turn, I began to panic, freaking out on the bathroom floor. Maybe if I act natural it'll look like I'm cleaning the floors. I grabbed the towel that I had cleaned my face with and started mindlessly rubbing the bathroom floor. 'natural...just be natural misty'

Slowly the door swung open but the person wasn't Ash...instead it was...

"Mrs.Ketchum..." I smiled looking natural of course.

"Misty are you OK? I heard some unpleasant sounds in here so I thought I'd come and see whats wrong."

"Oh, everythings fine and I'm fine...I'm just cleaning the bathroom room floor thats all...just cleaning..."

Mrs.Ketchem starred at me for a while before answering "You don't look fine, your face is very pale and you smell like throw-up."

I didn't answer her but just starred hopping that she didn't know what I think she might know.

"Misty...I don't want to ask you anything that will make you feel uncomfortable but umm...Are you...?"

'oh no! she knows...she knows that I might be pregnant'

"Are you Bulimic?"

As random as it was, I felt a gust of wind and an awkward silence between us. I slowly squeaked out a no then held in the sign of relief, Mrs. Ketchem wasn't the first person I would want to tell, but I'd probably be more comfortable telling her then talking to Ash. He had enough problems as it is.

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After the very awkward conversation between Mrs.Ketchem and I, The sickness started to go away and I was feeling much better. Hearing that Ash, Misha, Gary and Tracey were all outside, I decided to go out too.

Right when I got outside the first thing I saw was a Pokemon battle. It looked like Gary had challenged Ash to a battle, and like Ash he never refuses even if he hadn't battled in years. But he looked like he was enjoying it, battling beside pikachu like he did years ago.

Misha was the first one to spot me "Mamma Misty! lookie, daddy is baddling Gary in a poke'battle. Isn't it cool." She pulled me closer to the battle. Ash glanced at me and smiled before turning his attention back to the battle. This seemed like old times again, it seemed that all we were missing was Brock.

"pikachu thunder bolt!" Ash yelled, as pikachu blasted Gary's umbreon across the battle field.

Tracey looked at the Pokemon "It looks like we have a winner, Ash from pallet town wins."

"yeah we won pikachu! Just like before" I watched Ash run up to pikachu as they did what looked like a victory dance, if the dancing they did was even called dancing.

Gary walked over and shook Ash's head "You still got it, Ash." he grinned "I thought you would at least gotten soft on me."

"Ha! no way Gary-

BLAST!

we all turned to the ranch were all the Pokemon were held. "what was that?" I asked as smoke start to form where the blast was coming from.

Ash squeezed my shoulder "I don't know but I'm about to find out, stay here" He then ran off towards the smoke, pikachu at his heels.

Okies, Im glad i've updated, next time it wont take that long. I promise...

Oppa skoky- dont promise something you can't keep

Atleeka- what? im not its the truth

Oppa- what ever?

Atleeka- ...i...promise promise promise promise promise promise

Oppa- shut up!

Atleeka-...wait...I got it

Oppa- Got what?

Atleeka- Ill make this into a drama, romance, comedy fanfiction

Oppa- you are so off topic

Atleeka-huh?

Oppa- never mind just stop writing.