Driving Me Crazy Chapter 2: Driven by Love (don't you just love my creative
chapter names?)
Author's Notes: The disclaimer is on the first chapter, you know what it's about. oh, right! This is the flashback chapter! I finally figured out what to do on chapter 2 of Alicia, Alicia so that's all better, yay! And to all the people who reviewed. THANK YOU! THANK YOU! *dances around the room and stops when she realizes everyone is staring at her* Um. I care about reviews a lot. ^-^
Okay, so. without further pointless ramblings from me, the fanfic! As always, R&R (or else! Hehe)
*** Previously.
(to summarize) Ash and Misty were called by Prof. Oak to find out what was wrong with the Ghost Pokemon in Lavender Town, the only catch was they had to drive due to part of the disturbance (see prev. chapter for more detailed description). and besides that, they finally found out who the other 'strong trainers' were- each other. In this chapter find out why Ash and Misty are so reluctant and other things like that!
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"I-" began Ash and blinked. "You- I mean- Professor, who is she- and you were telling me that we had to take a car. wait, Misty?" he stumbled, hardly believing the woman in front of him was Misty. His Misty. God, last time he'd seen her.
**FLASHBACK ALERT**FLASHBACK ALERT**
The crowd screamed. The green trainer screamed. The announcer screamed.
And from his place on the field, fifteen-year-old Ash sat down right there in the grass, completely stunned. After the yelling, the announcer was silent for a few seconds before speaking, completely amazed.
"And the winner- and youngest champ ever in the history of. well, any league. fifteen-year-old Ash Ketchum."
The next thing the trainer knew, the crowd was gone, the losing trainers were apparently not about to come see him, and he was in the huge front of the Indigo Plateau with no one but his Pokemon and nothing but his huge golden trophy and a certificate.
Then he heard a voice, and his ears perked up. "Ash!" Misty yelled, her hair disheveled, her eyes shining, her cheeks very slightly red. She didn't even bother stopping when she got to him, she just threw her arms around him and he smiled to himself and hugged her back. They didn't stay like that for too long, but instead Misty broke the hug and stared at him.
"Battle me, Ash," she said abruptly, "please?" He grinned easily and replied,
"There's my Misty. I don't even get a congratulations."
"I gave you a hug," she countered quickly. "Besides, you know I'm proud of you." He shrugged and nodded. Then she stepped back and put her hands on her hips.
"So, ya gonna battle me?"
"You know I'll win," he sighed.
"So sue me. So what?" He gave her a look, which she returned. Then, looking at him deeply, she whispered, "Please. Look, I'm asking you nicely. Please, Ash."
"Okay," he said, staring back at her.
They battled. It was three on three. He won by one hit. (AN: Yeah, yeah, short description, but it's really not that important, and I didn't feel like typing it.)
They returned their Pokemon, and still neither of them had said a word since Ash had agreed.
That's when he took a few long, quick strides in and kissed her. Not longer than maybe 5 seconds, not wrapping her in his arms or stroking her hair, but it was loving, if not passionate.
After that, he stared at her. She stared at him. Finally, she asked him, "What was that for?"
He looked down briefly, then back up. He smiled nervously. "Hey- I am your best friend. Do I have to have a reason to kiss you?"
"You have to have a reason to kiss me like that," she murmured.
He thought a moment. "Well, maybe I do."
"Well, then, what is it?"
"Um. I plead the Fifth."
"You don't even know what the Fifth is."
"I know that I can plead it."
She blinked, and finally, she agreed with him. "Okay, fine." He nearly fell over where he was standing. Did that girl just let him win an argument?
He didn't get time to think about it, in any case. "Mr. Ketchum! How does it feel to be the youngest Master ever?"
"Mr. Ketchum, are you proud of your Pikachu?"
"Is this girl your coach?"
"Is this girl your girlfriend?"
Then he saw a white lab coat and Samuel Oak pushed through the crowd with Ash's mother. "Oh, sweetie, we're all so proud of you!" Delia gushed, and Professor Oak put a hand on Ash's shoulder and said, "It's time for the induction ceremony, Ash." Ash nodded and looked back at Misty, standing quietly behind the sudden wave of paparazzi.
"Mist!" he yelled and waved. She cupped her hands around her mouth and yelled something. The paparazzi all turned suddenly. It got much quieter.
Ash didn't know what she's said, so he shook his head and mouthed, "What?" But her face got a very downcast look, and she walked quickly out of the stadium.
That was the last time Ash had ever seen her.
***END FLASHBACK***
.until now.
She'd gotten prettier. He hadn't thought it possible. She had a look of utter shock on her face, and the Prof. got up quickly and said hurriedly, "Ash, you know Misty, Misty, Ash, I'm really sorry to spring this on both of you, yes, you will be working together and maybe you should get going, the sooner you leave the sooner you'll be there." Misty's mouth, slightly open, tried to form a sentence, but didn't even come up with a sound.
After he'd humiliated her, she thought maybe he'd have the decency to apologize. He was her best friend, even if he didn't love her.
She was surprised at the Professor's easiness around them both. He'd been there, too, although, come to think of it, there had been no story on Ash being cold-hearted despite all the paparazzi. Even Ash's mother hadn't mentioned anything to her. For God's sake, she told the boy she was in love with him! She'd screamed it with her hands cupped around her mouth! The paparazzi had turned, and the questions had ceased, but hey, he'd just won the title. They didn't care. Delia and Prof. Oak had no reason to care.
She supposed Ash didn't care. He'd looked at her with some emotion that she hadn't been able to read etched over his facial features- surprise? Disbelief? Maybe even rejection, as much as she didn't want it to be. She'd been stupid to do it. She'd never been able to tell him alone, but with all those people?
It was just that kiss- it had scrambled her brain to the point of, well, temporary insanity.
With the Professor waiting for an answer, and Ash and Misty lost in their own thoughts, there had been silence on the porch for quite a while. Finally, Ash spoke:
"Uh..maybe we should go inside." The Professor agreed, and Misty followed them without comment. She had decided she had no say anyway.
Once the door had been closed and the three people were seated, Professor Oak turned to them and looked at them both sternly. "Look," he said, "I do not know what happened between you two-"
"How could he not know!?" screamed Misty's brain, and she shook her head vigorously in order to concentrate on what he was saying.
"-but there are very few trainers I know stronger than you two, and very few than make a better team- or that did, anyway. That's why I picked you. You're the best for the job. If you really, really are opposed to going, I'm not going to make you. But this isn't about you, it's about the ghost Pokemon."
They both looked at him.
"So?" he queried. "What do you say?"
"I'm in," Ash replied, glancing at the redhead. Professor Oak shifted his gaze to Misty. She shifted uncomfortably, then bit her bottom lip and shook her head, giving in.
"Okay. I'll go."
"Good!" praised the Professor happily. "You'll leave tomorrow morning. You can take my car, it won't be recognizable to reporters and is less conspicuous. Meet back here tomorrow, 8 a.m." Both Misty and Prof. Oak heard Ash's slight groan at the words '8 a.m.', and Misty smiled in spite of herself. "Still as lazy as ever, eh Ketchum?" she grinned under her breath. But both trainers agreed, and they all walked out. Misty got in her car. Ash got on his Pidgeot. Misty floored it, and Ash told Pidgeot where to go.
Professor Oak watched them curiously. "There was a time they couldn't stand to be apart," he said to himself, shook his head, and slowly walked into the Lab, the floorboards creaking in a manner which seemed to be louder than usual.
*** And that's the name of that tune. Can you believe they haven't talked in 5 years because of a misunderstanding? Hehe, at least I didn't do a cliffhanger this time. Hmm, I'll have to do a good one next chapter ^-^ Okay, well I hope you liked it so far, all my reviews have been good so far so... yeah. Next chapter, A&M start their journey!
Author's Notes: The disclaimer is on the first chapter, you know what it's about. oh, right! This is the flashback chapter! I finally figured out what to do on chapter 2 of Alicia, Alicia so that's all better, yay! And to all the people who reviewed. THANK YOU! THANK YOU! *dances around the room and stops when she realizes everyone is staring at her* Um. I care about reviews a lot. ^-^
Okay, so. without further pointless ramblings from me, the fanfic! As always, R&R (or else! Hehe)
*** Previously.
(to summarize) Ash and Misty were called by Prof. Oak to find out what was wrong with the Ghost Pokemon in Lavender Town, the only catch was they had to drive due to part of the disturbance (see prev. chapter for more detailed description). and besides that, they finally found out who the other 'strong trainers' were- each other. In this chapter find out why Ash and Misty are so reluctant and other things like that!
***
"I-" began Ash and blinked. "You- I mean- Professor, who is she- and you were telling me that we had to take a car. wait, Misty?" he stumbled, hardly believing the woman in front of him was Misty. His Misty. God, last time he'd seen her.
**FLASHBACK ALERT**FLASHBACK ALERT**
The crowd screamed. The green trainer screamed. The announcer screamed.
And from his place on the field, fifteen-year-old Ash sat down right there in the grass, completely stunned. After the yelling, the announcer was silent for a few seconds before speaking, completely amazed.
"And the winner- and youngest champ ever in the history of. well, any league. fifteen-year-old Ash Ketchum."
The next thing the trainer knew, the crowd was gone, the losing trainers were apparently not about to come see him, and he was in the huge front of the Indigo Plateau with no one but his Pokemon and nothing but his huge golden trophy and a certificate.
Then he heard a voice, and his ears perked up. "Ash!" Misty yelled, her hair disheveled, her eyes shining, her cheeks very slightly red. She didn't even bother stopping when she got to him, she just threw her arms around him and he smiled to himself and hugged her back. They didn't stay like that for too long, but instead Misty broke the hug and stared at him.
"Battle me, Ash," she said abruptly, "please?" He grinned easily and replied,
"There's my Misty. I don't even get a congratulations."
"I gave you a hug," she countered quickly. "Besides, you know I'm proud of you." He shrugged and nodded. Then she stepped back and put her hands on her hips.
"So, ya gonna battle me?"
"You know I'll win," he sighed.
"So sue me. So what?" He gave her a look, which she returned. Then, looking at him deeply, she whispered, "Please. Look, I'm asking you nicely. Please, Ash."
"Okay," he said, staring back at her.
They battled. It was three on three. He won by one hit. (AN: Yeah, yeah, short description, but it's really not that important, and I didn't feel like typing it.)
They returned their Pokemon, and still neither of them had said a word since Ash had agreed.
That's when he took a few long, quick strides in and kissed her. Not longer than maybe 5 seconds, not wrapping her in his arms or stroking her hair, but it was loving, if not passionate.
After that, he stared at her. She stared at him. Finally, she asked him, "What was that for?"
He looked down briefly, then back up. He smiled nervously. "Hey- I am your best friend. Do I have to have a reason to kiss you?"
"You have to have a reason to kiss me like that," she murmured.
He thought a moment. "Well, maybe I do."
"Well, then, what is it?"
"Um. I plead the Fifth."
"You don't even know what the Fifth is."
"I know that I can plead it."
She blinked, and finally, she agreed with him. "Okay, fine." He nearly fell over where he was standing. Did that girl just let him win an argument?
He didn't get time to think about it, in any case. "Mr. Ketchum! How does it feel to be the youngest Master ever?"
"Mr. Ketchum, are you proud of your Pikachu?"
"Is this girl your coach?"
"Is this girl your girlfriend?"
Then he saw a white lab coat and Samuel Oak pushed through the crowd with Ash's mother. "Oh, sweetie, we're all so proud of you!" Delia gushed, and Professor Oak put a hand on Ash's shoulder and said, "It's time for the induction ceremony, Ash." Ash nodded and looked back at Misty, standing quietly behind the sudden wave of paparazzi.
"Mist!" he yelled and waved. She cupped her hands around her mouth and yelled something. The paparazzi all turned suddenly. It got much quieter.
Ash didn't know what she's said, so he shook his head and mouthed, "What?" But her face got a very downcast look, and she walked quickly out of the stadium.
That was the last time Ash had ever seen her.
***END FLASHBACK***
.until now.
She'd gotten prettier. He hadn't thought it possible. She had a look of utter shock on her face, and the Prof. got up quickly and said hurriedly, "Ash, you know Misty, Misty, Ash, I'm really sorry to spring this on both of you, yes, you will be working together and maybe you should get going, the sooner you leave the sooner you'll be there." Misty's mouth, slightly open, tried to form a sentence, but didn't even come up with a sound.
After he'd humiliated her, she thought maybe he'd have the decency to apologize. He was her best friend, even if he didn't love her.
She was surprised at the Professor's easiness around them both. He'd been there, too, although, come to think of it, there had been no story on Ash being cold-hearted despite all the paparazzi. Even Ash's mother hadn't mentioned anything to her. For God's sake, she told the boy she was in love with him! She'd screamed it with her hands cupped around her mouth! The paparazzi had turned, and the questions had ceased, but hey, he'd just won the title. They didn't care. Delia and Prof. Oak had no reason to care.
She supposed Ash didn't care. He'd looked at her with some emotion that she hadn't been able to read etched over his facial features- surprise? Disbelief? Maybe even rejection, as much as she didn't want it to be. She'd been stupid to do it. She'd never been able to tell him alone, but with all those people?
It was just that kiss- it had scrambled her brain to the point of, well, temporary insanity.
With the Professor waiting for an answer, and Ash and Misty lost in their own thoughts, there had been silence on the porch for quite a while. Finally, Ash spoke:
"Uh..maybe we should go inside." The Professor agreed, and Misty followed them without comment. She had decided she had no say anyway.
Once the door had been closed and the three people were seated, Professor Oak turned to them and looked at them both sternly. "Look," he said, "I do not know what happened between you two-"
"How could he not know!?" screamed Misty's brain, and she shook her head vigorously in order to concentrate on what he was saying.
"-but there are very few trainers I know stronger than you two, and very few than make a better team- or that did, anyway. That's why I picked you. You're the best for the job. If you really, really are opposed to going, I'm not going to make you. But this isn't about you, it's about the ghost Pokemon."
They both looked at him.
"So?" he queried. "What do you say?"
"I'm in," Ash replied, glancing at the redhead. Professor Oak shifted his gaze to Misty. She shifted uncomfortably, then bit her bottom lip and shook her head, giving in.
"Okay. I'll go."
"Good!" praised the Professor happily. "You'll leave tomorrow morning. You can take my car, it won't be recognizable to reporters and is less conspicuous. Meet back here tomorrow, 8 a.m." Both Misty and Prof. Oak heard Ash's slight groan at the words '8 a.m.', and Misty smiled in spite of herself. "Still as lazy as ever, eh Ketchum?" she grinned under her breath. But both trainers agreed, and they all walked out. Misty got in her car. Ash got on his Pidgeot. Misty floored it, and Ash told Pidgeot where to go.
Professor Oak watched them curiously. "There was a time they couldn't stand to be apart," he said to himself, shook his head, and slowly walked into the Lab, the floorboards creaking in a manner which seemed to be louder than usual.
*** And that's the name of that tune. Can you believe they haven't talked in 5 years because of a misunderstanding? Hehe, at least I didn't do a cliffhanger this time. Hmm, I'll have to do a good one next chapter ^-^ Okay, well I hope you liked it so far, all my reviews have been good so far so... yeah. Next chapter, A&M start their journey!