I decided to spoil you with the second part of this movie as a reparation for my lengthy hiatus (from March to earlier this week XD). I will also be assuming that even though Kalos and Unova never came to be visited in my fanfiction, their moves are still possible to be learned and/or used. Pokemon from those regions are likely to be mentioned or glanced at but no trainer (Ash, specifically) will be seen with Pokemon that he caught while in those regions beyond Sinnoh.


After a cunning series of battles, Ash, Misty, and Anthony have clawed their way into the quarter finals of the Pokemon Number 1 Grand Prix! Little do they know, winning won't be the frontrunner on their to-do list.

"Riolu," Ash told his young Pokemon, "you know I can't let you battle. You got knocked out in the second-round bud. We'll try again some other day."

"RIO!" Riolu argued.

"Well, if you wanna act like that," Ash told it angrily, "then you can return your Pokeball while Primeape, Electabuzz, and I compete." Ash pulled out the Pokeball and showed it to Riolu, who stopped arguing immediately at the prospect of not being allowed to watch the final few matches.

"Who knew you'd make a good father?" Skylar asked, coming up behind Ash after having just witnessed his parenting skills.

Ash put his hand behind his head, "Thanks, I think."

"We should have a battle before I take off," Sky offered. "Just a quick three-on-three to see how well we're doing before we reach the Pokemon league."

"That'd be great," Ash told her excitedly, glancing at Riolu, whose ears perked up at the sound of a coming battle opportunity. "I'll just use my other, non-fighting, Pokemon."

"Sure, how about after your next match? You're next, aren't you?"

Ash nodded, "It's me and Primeape versus Anthony and his Hitmonchan. The winner will face Sapphire and that Makuhita in the Semi-Finals."

"Her and her sisters seem a bit snobby if you ask me," Sky told him, earning a laugh from Ash. "But that Blaziken of Emery's is a force to be reckoned with. Isn't your friend Misty still in the running?"

Ash nodded and confirmed, "Whoever wins that match will be in the Finals."

"So you should rest him up if you make it tomorrow,"

"Yeah, but I think Primeape can handle Blaziken or Electabuzz if we make it to the final round."It's Hitmonchan I'm worried about," Ash confessed. "Him and Primeape have been training together for the past couple years. They have a strong bond."

"Well, it's your duty as a trainer to teach your Pokemon that there's a difference between Pokemon battles and fighting. It's not personal, it's about mutual respect."

Ash agreed before admitting that he was hungry and needed to get something to eat before his match up.

He'd barely eaten half his plate by the time he received the call that Primeape and Hitmonchan were expected in the ring.

Ash sprinted through the corridors and skidded to a stop at the edge of the ring.

"Primeape, I choose you!" Ash whipped the Pokeball and out came the Pig-Monkey Pokemon, who was excited at the prospect of battling his mentor Pokemon.

"Hitmonchan, prepare to battle," Anthony called out as Ash's Primeape started doing warm up punches.

DING DING!

"Primeape, Low Kick!"

"Use Mach Punch!"

The two Pokemon collided, both battling for themselves more than their trainers. Hitmonchan obeyed every command that Anthony spat out, but Primeape had a hard time hearing Ash over the calling of orders by Anthony, who he'd trained so hard to be obedient towards.

"Primeape, dodge!" Ash called out, but Primeape was already being pounced on with a rapid series of jabs. "Get out of there!"

But Primeape could do nothing but take the pounding being dished out by Hitmonchan. The two had met in training battle before, but never came across each other in the Prix because Anthony had been alternating them season-by-season, the two of them had not been in the same tournament since Ash entered Primeape all those years ago. And then Anthony had thrown in the towel after Jessie and Team Rocket cheated and risked seriously hurting Hitmonchan for the championship belt.

But this was different.

The Pokemon could hear Misty cheering, "COME ON PRIMEAPE!"

Primeape went for a punch and was knocked back, losing its footing before clonking its head on the metal pole holding up the ropes.

Anthony was silent for a moment, just long enough for Ash's voice to reach Primeape's ears.

"Primeape, use Thrash!"

Primeape responded immediately, its hot head getting bigger as Primeape leaped onto its feet and began striking as Ash called out various moves.

"Cross chop!" It was super effective.

Hitmonchan used Sky Uppercut, but Primeape slipped out of the way and used Low Kick!

Anthony gritted his teeth, determined not to give Ash or Primeape an easy win if any.

"Stay on your toes," Anthony told his Pokemon. "Look for an opportunity to strike and take it!"

"Don't give him an opening," Ash yelled to be heard over Anthony's orders. "Tighten up on your left side and use Fury Swipes!"

It barely made a mark, but Hitmonchan felt it bad. He was not used to being pushed onto the defensive so rapidly and was not able to protect himself as well as he probably should.

"Scratch, and Low Kick!" Ash's combination of moves hit their mark, the first a mere distraction while the Low Kick collided for a Critical hit that left Hitmonchan staggering to stay standing. Ash saw Hitmonchan collapse onto its knees and half-hoped that Anthony would throw in the towel. But it didn't look like the older trainer was ready to concede just yet. "Karate Chop!"

Hitmonchan fell on its face, nearly being declared defeated before he stirred and climbed back up with the help of the rope.

"Use Bulk Up!" Anthony screamed.

"Use your Revenge attack!" Ash yelled.

"PROTECT!" Hitmonchan's shield collapsed under the strain of Primeape's attack.

Anthony could tell Primeape was being worn out from the constant attack and no rest, endurance had always been the Pokemon's weakness. If he could somehow get Hitmonchan to endure.

"USE ENDURE!" Hitmonchan's defense rose sharply as Primeape tried to catch its breath.

"Use your Seismic Toss!" Ash commanded, knowing that the end of the battle had to come soon or Primeape might exhaust himself.

Primeape grabbed onto Hitmonchan and threw him into the air as high as the ceiling would allow, jumping on the ropes for a final attack when Hitmonchan hit the ground.

Hitmonchan smashed into the ground and was attacked from behind as it lay, Primeape pinning the punchy Pokemon where it lay, unable to move.

"Come on, Hitmonchan! You can still do this!" Anthony told his Pokemon encouragingly, seeing the determination not to give up in his Pokemon's eyes. The two developed, over the years, a system for Hitmonchan signaling his own surrender to his trainer. It had only been employed once, but Anthony was always careful to keep his eye on his faithful friend.

Hitmonchan put his fists to the ground and forced himself up quickly, throwing Primeape off of him and to the ground. The two Pokemon glared at each other and went to answer the final simultaneous commands of their trainers.

"REVENGE!"

The two attacks happened on the spot, striking both Pokemon with enough force to knock them both out without any further possibility of a fight.

Silence swept the crowd as the trainers ran to their Pokemon to check on their health. Neither Pokemon having conceded defeat, no one having seen which Pokemon landed first.

"It was Hitmonchan..." they whispered.

"Primeape by a landslide..." others muttered.

"Too close to call..."

Up in the commentators booth, they replayed the videographic evidence of the draw and determined the victor.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!" The announcer proclaimed. "We have a WINNER! Upon falling at nearly the same time, the winner of this quarter-final by a tenth-of-a-millisecond, is..."

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"HITMONCHAN!"

Ash's heart fell as he realized that Primeape had, in fact, fallen in just enough time before Hitmonchan for the referee's to declare its opponent the victor. It'd been a hard fought battle, lasting well over twenty minutes (a new record), and neither Pokemon could say that they had an easy time battling. And no spectator dared to say that the fight itself was anything but close.

But Hitmonchan had stayed standing just enough time more to win the match, and so would move on to the next round.

The Semi-Finals wouldn't start for another hour, where Misty would battle Emery's Blaziken for a chance at the championship with Electabuzz.

Ash left Primeape at the Pokemon Center because he desperately needed the rest. The poor Pokemon had given everything he had to give to conquer obstacles and ended up short in the equation.

Ash felt a lot of grief for the loss until he accepted that Primeape battling Hitmonchan had always been a huge disadvantage. Maybe given another year under Ash's training style, Primeape would've prevailed because it would understand Ash's technique for battling: survival and creativity. Unfortunately, Primeape was a brute force type and had only expanded upon those skills while under Anthony's tutelage.

He was thankful of Anthony's help turning Primeape into the fighting Pokemon it was today. But he also hoped that he would be able to use Primeape in the Pokemon League, knowing that today was more like a precursor for the Indigo League instead of being a dramatic loss.

He called Professor Oak, who requested that he send Primeape to the lab for testing in exchange for his Eevee back, who Ash had been forced to send back reluctantly once he reclaimed Primeape's Pokeball. His party now, technically, consisted of Pikachu, Growlithe, Electabuzz, Primeape, Dewgong, and Riolu. Professor Oak wanted them all swapped around throughout the next month with members from his old parties so that they'd all be ready for the Pokemon League.

But for now, he still had to focus on beating Erika when she got back into town.

Ash reached the field behind the Center and saw that Skylar was sitting there waiting for him.

"You ready to do this?" Sky asked, standing up.

"You bet," Ash gave her the thumbs up and sent out his first Pokemon.

"Pikachu!"

"Best two out of three?" Skylar wanted to know before she made her decision.

"Sure."

She smiled before releasing her Swampert.

Ash gripped his fist tight, not willing to underestimate Sky even though he had the type advantage on her.

"Agility," Ash called out before Pikachu could finish sparking its cheeks.

"Use Rock Slide!" Sky called out, Swampert moving in perfect sync with its trainers commands.

"Use Quick Attack to dodge," Ash countered quickly, "then use Iron Tail!"

Sky could not figure out why Ash was reluctant to attempt an electric attack, unless he had already realized that Swampert was part rock type.

'So, you're smarter than I gave you credit for,' Sky thought to herself. "Use Rock Tomb!"

Pikachu managed to avoid most of the rocks but caught one in the tail that stopped him cold.

"Sludge Wave!" Swampert's attack was a direct hit.

Pikachu was poisoned!

"Pikachu, use your Thunder to split the rock!" Pikachu gave it everything he could, cracking the rock tomb and breaking free. "Now use your Agility attack and turn it into a Volt Tackle!"

"PIKA PIKA PIKA PIKA PIKA PIKA—CHU!" Pikachu hit Swampert dead-center, leaving a devastating impact that Swampert could barely stand as a result. Pikachu still felt the effects of the poison and collapsed, struggling to stay standing while he was hurting. Pikachu summoned its energy and learned a new move in the process.

"What's that?" Ash wondered loudly.

"No way," Sky muttered, seeing the orb of electricity leave Pikachu's hands and crash into the already weakened Swampert. Sky nodded grimly and returned her first Pokemon to her Pokeball, "You did well old friend. Take a long rest." She turned to face Ash, who was holding the now incapacitated Pikachu with a Poison Heal in his other hand. "Electro Ball is a tough move to learn."

"Electro Ball?" Ash repeated.

Sky nodded, "That's what your Pikachu just did. He must be really strong."

"We've been through a lot together," Ash confirmed, carrying the electric mouse to the trainer box where he would continue battling.

"But Swampert's not my only strong Pokemon," Sky released her next Pokemon. "Kingdra, let's go!"

"This must be her Horsea from before," Ash muttered to himself, seeing Misty peek her head out of the Pokemon Center and suddenly remembered that he never told her that he and Skylar were going to battle. Ash shook the thought out of his brain and decided on his next move, "Dewgong, I choose you!"

"Dewgong, use Ice Beam!"

"Kingdra, dodge and use Rain Dance!" It started raining over the battlefield.

"Surf!" Ash exclaimed, pouncing on Skylar's use of a water-empowering move, even though it would have minimal effect.

"Focus Energy, and Swift attack!" Ash could barely see the Water Pokemon move it was so fast. "You've never heard of Swift Swim?"

Ash bit his tongue. He did, in fact, know that Swift Swim empowered a Pokemon's speed while it was raining. Unfortunately, speedier attacks meant that she had that advantage as well as the advantage they shared with water attacks being stronger.

"Dewgong, use Ice Shard!"

"Dodge, and use Headbutt!"

Dewgong couldn't hope to land an attack as Kingdra cut through the field, smashing into Dewgong.

Ash recalled Dewgong, knowing that his Pokemon had taken enough damage as a result of this battle.

"Your Kingdra's a lot stronger than it was back in Pallet," Ash confessed.

Sky winked at him, "Gotta keep him in the rotation." She returned her Pokemon and waited for Ash to release his final choice.

"Growlithe, let's go!"

"Growlithe," the fire puppy barked.

"Golem, you're up!" The large rock Pokemon reached the ground, glaring down at the small pup below with a snarl. "Rollout!"

"EMBER!"

The two exchanged attacks rapidly for several minutes before Growlithe began to get worn out from the rain and the seemingly never-ending battle.

"Flamethrower!" Growlithe released its best flamethrower possible, Golem catching fire as a result. Golem stole into its shell and tackled forward, smacking Growlithe out of the arena and unconscious. "No, Growlithe!" Ash exclaimed, running over to his friend while Misty used Golduck to calm Golem down and douse the flames with its Water gun.

"I guess I win this one," Sky said to Ash after she thanked Misty for her help. "Looks like we're one-to-one against each other. Wanna go two-out-of three before the League begins?"

Ash agreed and they rushed their Pokemon into the Center for treatment.

DING DING!

Electabuzz was physically knocked out of the ring a dozen times before Ash told Misty to throw in the towel, that he didn't his Pokemon hurt. Misty, having been so caught up with winning to show off to Ash, begged for Electabuzz's forgiveness the whole time it was in the Pokemon Center.

Electabuzz gladly gave it to her, especially after listening to her little spiel about being distracted by something she didn't want to say.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz. Electabuzz." Electabuzz told her. Although she didn't know what he said word-for-word, she had a feeling she knew what he was saying Talk to Ash.

She resolved to do it after Anthony's match up, which would be beginning any minute.

Ash hadn't followed Electabuzz into the Operating Room as Misty had, but he waited for his Pokemon with Misty up until Anthony was already in the middle of his match.

Anthony shouted an attack while Makuhita attempted to increase its attack stats.

"You okay?" Ash asked Misty as they watched the match. "You've seemed different since we got here."

She sighed, "I've been acting different since Cerulean. You just haven't noticed."

"I haven't?" Ash wondered what he missed.

Misty put her hand on the bench, it resting unbelievably close to Ash's. A mere centimeter would make them hold hands, but Misty could not muster the courage.

"Will you just talk to me?" Ash pleaded, nervously inching his hand onto hers. "You know you can tell me anything. You're my best friend."

"What about Skylar?" The childish, jealous, question had left her lips before she could stop them and she could nothing to return them.

"What do you mean?" Ash asked, obtuse as ever.

Misty hung her head, her voice barely a whisper, "Do you like her?"

"She's okay," Ash shrugged. "She's a little intense."

"Like you," Misty muttered.

"Actually, I was thinking like you..." Misty turned her head. "Misty, you're always so awesome. You battle hard, protect your Pokemon, and never give up on anything. I admire you a lot more than I ever could her."

"Really?"

Ash nodded, looking out at the match because it was something he understood whereas feelings with girls might as well have been trying to understand how Mewtwo had been created. Hitmonchan had backed Makuhita into a corner and was now unleashing its total fury after Makuhita went below the belt.

"I've always thought you were great," Ash confessed finally, sensing that Misty had not averted her gaze from him. "You and Brock going the other way that day—" Ash had to keep himself from tearing up at the thought. "It was one of the hardest things I ever had to do."

"Me too," she whispered back, inaudibly.

"A good friend left me, and—" Ash closed his eyes as he talked to Max, thinking of Misty. "I miss her everyday. But I know we'll always be friends forever."

"I never stopped missing you," Ash admitted, looking at her again. For the zillionth time since they restarted their travels together, he realized what a beautiful woman Misty had turned out to be. It felt like forever ago that the two met, mere hours after he'd left his house in Pallet Town. He'd met Misty and Pikachu that day, two of his best friends that could never be replaced, even by the many great friends he'd made throughout his journeys through the Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and Sinnoh regions.

"I missed you too," Misty managed, this time loud enough for him to hear. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see that Hitmonchan and Makuhita were back to an intense battle that seemed to be drawing to a close.

Ash barely realized that the two had subconsciously scooted closer, leaning closer until...

DING DING!

"It's a knockout! Hitmonchan is going to the Finals!"

"Um," Misty murmured.

"Uh."

The two awkwardly smiled at each other, now realizing that everyone had been right over the years.

They went over to congratulate Anthony, standing with noticeably less distance between each other, as Ash told Hitmonchan how well he did and Misty repeated the praise to Anthony.

"This is the year we're gonna win," Anthony told Hitmonchan, who had only managed to win the Prix once, three years ago. Anthony said nothing about the two, not daring to guess that the two might have finally told the other how they felt. The two have had raging sexual tension even back when Anthony had first met the pair with their friend Brock, but neither of them had the gall to admit it.

Misty fell sleep that night on the couch while Ash slept on the floor beside her. Anthony's wife smiled at them and put a blanket over them before going up to bed herself.

"What are you gonna do with those two?" She asked her husband as she climbed into the bed.

"They need to work this thing out for themselves," Anthony informed her. "Anyone else doing anything 'bout it would make 'em lose the progress they made."

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The next morning, Misty woke up on the floor beside Ash, having accidentally rolled off the couch and into Ash's chest.

He hadn't moved in the slightest from where he'd fallen asleep, although she saw that his eyes were open and her cheeks went red.

"I'm sorry," Misty said, not even attempting to get out from his warm grip.

"Don't be," Ash told her with a small smile.

They laid together for a while until they heard movement on the stairs. Anthony looked like he'd been up for hours, but he was still in the clothes he was in when he went to sleep. What they didn't, and wouldn't, know is that Misty had a little help getting off the couch.

The family plus Ash and Misty sat at the breakfast table, devouring the fresh baked pancakes that Anthony's wife had prepared for them. Ash and Anthony talked about strategy while Rebecca casually asked Misty questions about guys.

"I don't really know," Misty confessed after her third question.

"We should teach Hitmonchan to avoid rapid attacks this morning," Anthony told Ash.

"is Blaziken that fast?" Anthony nodded. "Pikachu should be able to help. I'd like to see Blaziken move anywhere near as fast as Pikachu."

Anthony agreed to the training, even having Hitmonchan stand in the water to slow down its movements.

"THIS IS IT! THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! THE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH BETWEEN ANTHONY'S HITMONCHAN AND EMERY'S BLAZIKEN IS ABOUT TO BEGIN!"

Ash saw a man in the stands sitting beside Ruby and Sapphire, the man likely being their father here to cheer on his daughter.

DING DING!

"Hitmonchan, stay low and keep your balance!"

"CHAN!"

"Blaziken, do what it takes to win," Emery told her Pokemon.

"Blaze!" Blaziken agreed.

Blaziken attacked first with a Low Kick, but Hitmonchan's speed training had paid off. The Punchy Pokemon twirled around Blaziken and punched Blaziken in the side before committing the move Sky Uppercut to its opponent.

Blaziken went flying, but landed safely on the ropes, growling loudly. Blaziken leaped off the ropes and took Hitmonchan to the ground, jabbing rapidly under Hitmonchan's guard and refusing to let the smaller Pokemon stand up.

"Sand Attack!" Emery encouraged Blaziken, who did what he was told right before pouncing on Hitmonchan mercilessly.

"Endure!" Anthony told his old friend. "Use your other senses!"

Hitmonchan had a hard time powering up his defense, but listened to his trainer as he took the beating.

"DUCK!" Hitmonchan ducked on command. "DODGE LEFT! KICK OUT" He bolted to the left, sticking his leg out and tripping Blaziken. "USE BULLET PUNCH on your six o'clock!" Hitmonchan turned around one hundred-eighty degrees and started pounding, not letting up until he heard his next instruction. "MEGA PUNCH!" With everything Hitmonchan could muster, he punched hard right into Blaziken's chest.

Blaziken fell back to the ropes, still standing as Hitmonchan wiped his eyes so he could see.

"BLAZIKEN DON'T—" Emery's father had made his way closer to the stage, somehow anticipating Blaziken's next attack.

But Blaziken had already wound up his Fire Punch and went to deal the blow, following Emery's instruction to win at any cost to the tee.

"Hitmonchan, Quick Guard!" Anthony shouted quickly. Hitmonchan defended itself from Blaziken's fiery attack just before winding up, "CLOSE COMBAT!"

Hitmonchan released the punch he'd been building up, knocking Blaziken out of the ring and into the crowd with tremendous force as he too fell to his knees from the move lowering his own defensive capabilities.

"Mon... Chan!" Blaziken crawled back into the arena, the fire on its body growing intensely.

"STOP THE FIGHT—" Emery's dad shouted, knowing that Blaziken was no longer willing to contain itself to the rules of the league.

But Blaziken wound up for another Fire Punch.

"USE ICE PUNCH TO DEFEND YOURSELF!" Hitmonchan obeyed a loud sizzling and burst of steam protruding from the connection. "Focus Punch." Hitmonchan powered up and struck, knocking the Fire Pokemon out instantly and being declared the victor almost immediately.

Anthony stared at the fallen Blaziken, temporarily taken back; one: that Blaziken had cheated of its own accord; two: that Hitmonchan still won fair and square.

Emery's father was heard yelling at her by all for not being able to control Blaziken's rage.

"I told you you weren't ready," he said, returning the Blaziken to its Pokeball. "You've got a lot more to learn about Pokemon if you ever want to become a master." he went over to Anthony, who was celebrating with his family and friends. "I'm sorry about that Tony. Emery promised she could control Blaziken if it meant she could use him in the tournament."

"I get it, Jason," Anthony said, shaking Jason's hand. "I'm just glad nobody got hurt."

"I agree," Jason turned to everyone else in the group. "Everyone did very well, we'll be sad to see Primeape go. He was a real P1 Champion." Jason mounted the stage and dragged Anthony onto it with him, "ON BEHALF OF THE POKEMON NUMBER ONE GRAND PRIX, I am honored to present the Champion's belt to my brother-in-law," Misty and Ash's jaws dropped, "and best friend, ANTHONY!"

"That's your brother?" Ash and Misty asked Anthony's wife.

She nodded, "My three nieces have always been trouble. They get it from their mom's side."

The festivities survived late into the night. All of the Pokemon were released from their Pokeballs to play and have fun, food and drinks were served on every street corner, and music blared loudly.

"One heck of a party," Ash said to Misty, after she finally found him by one of the many snack tables.

"I agree," Misty said, confidently taking his hand and dragging him to the dance floor.

"What's going on?" Ash said as he was dragged.

"I want to dance." Misty smiled, dancing modestly at first until Ash found somewhat of a rhythm to match her.

A few of the older couples had requested slow songs be played as well, so when the music turned down, Ash took Misty by the waist before she could walk away.

"Didn't think you could sneak away that easily, did you?" Ash asked, Misty being receptive to his offering.

"I didn't think you wanted too," Misty confessed.

Ash shrugged, "Training Pokemon's pretty tough. This isn't."

"Dancing?"

"Dancing with you," Ash said sweetly as Misty wrapped her arms around his neck.

Pikachu and Growlithe conspired together, running through the small crowd to where Ash and Misty were dancing. Pikachu pushed Ash's legs closer to Misty while Growlithe did the same to Misty. The trainers stared at the Pokemon. Growlithe sat there with his tongue out and a big smile on his face while Pikachu hugged itself to give Misty and Ash "the hint."

"What do you suppose they want?" Misty asked, not sure that she had the courage to say it.

'This,' Ash thought as he leaned in once again, this time with more confidence than before.

Their lips met for the first time for the briefest moment that could have lasted a millennia for all Misty or Ash cared. The two of them broke apart almost as quickly as they'd come together, their foreheads meeting as they continued to sway.

No more words were swapped for the entire night, all that needed to be said was in that one singular kiss.

After years of waiting, Ash and Misty have finally kissed. But have they officially gotten together? Will this possibility have a significant impact on their journey together? And where will Primeape decide to go now that the Prix is over?

Stay tuned...


There it is, the moment I've all been waiting for.

I watched a dozen Pokeshipping videos before realizing that it was high time that our two lovebirds took the next step.

Please let me know what you think! Love it? Hate it? Let me know!