Perfect Match
Part Two: The Opportunity
By: Chris Devlin
E-Mail: chris_devlin@hotmail.com
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"Ash!" Misty cried as she opened the front door and ran outside. He was nowhere in sight. Misty groaned and went back inside. Brock was standing in the hallway wondering what the commotion was about. "What happened?" he asked as she stepped back inside the house they all shared together. "Nothing. I just scared off the first person who loved me as much as I love them." she said as she stepped past him towards her room. "And now I have to go find him." she said as she closed her door behind her. "Where do you think he went?" Brock asked her as she got changed. "I don't know for sure." she replied through the closed door. "But I've got a pretty good idea."
Ash sat at the edge of the small lake in the middle of town, skimming stones. Taking a fairly flat one he threw it out into the water. It bounced three times before finally sinking below the surface. He couldn't believe what she'd done. Making fun of each other, hitting each other and even fighting with each other was forgivable, but reading his diary. That was below low. Now she knew everything. He'd bet any money next time he saw her she'd make fun of him for it. Especially the parts where he said he loved her. Shaking his head he tossed another stone in pure anger, narrowly missing a passing Swan. The Swan splashed around a bit before it settled down and swam away. "You know, if your going to vent your anger on something at least vent it on me." a familiar voice said from behind him. "I don't want to talk to you or see you just now so you'd best go Misty." he said without turning round. From behind him he heard her walk forward. Now she sat next to him. "Listen Ash, I'm reall.." Ash turned on her. "You're what? You're Sorry! Misty sorry doesn't cut it with me this time! I've done some stuff to you in my time that I've regretted. I've lied to you, and on occasion I've hurt you. But one thing I have never done and would never do, is to abuse your trust the way you abused mine!" he shouted, his entire anger poured upon her in one loud nasty heap. He faced back to the lake. Misty sat and absorbed all of this. Every word taken and filed away under "Try not to remember" in her head. "Ash. I can't begin to apologize for what I did. I just want you to know why I did it.". She said, all the while the urge to burst into tears building up inside her. "Why Misty. Why? So you could have a good laugh at my feelings?" he replied spitefully. "No. That's not the reason at all." she assured him. "Then why?" Ash said beginning to calm down. "I needed to confirm something to myself." she said. "What, that Ash is a sentimental idiot?" he said, a slight smile on his face. Misty giggled. "No silly." she said before taking his hand in hers, " I had to confirm that you loved me as much as I love you." Ash turned to face her when she said this. "Did you just say what I think you said?" he asked her. Misty smiled and nodded to him. He looked deep into her eyes. There was nothing there that indicated she might be lying. Instead he saw Misty's beautiful eyes as they looked deep into him. "You truly mean that don't you." It was a statement rather than a question, but she confirmed it anyway. "Yes, I do." Now it was Ash's turn to smile and he did so with pride. "So this means..." Ash said, not needing to finish the sentence. Misty nodded "Uhuh." she said tears beginning to form in the corners of her eyes. She sniffed. He put his hand on her cheek and wiped away a tear as it rolled down her face. Slowly he brought her face closer to his own. Soon he could feel her sweet breath on his face, but he continued to draw her closer until their lips touched. Her lips were very soft he noticed, and he liked the sensation. She let out a gentle moan as they swapped caressing kisses. Ash eventually broke it off and the couple sat there, hand in hand, watching the world an the Swan's go by.
Soon night fell and the pair stood up and started walking home. They linked arms and talked about anything and everything as they slowly made their way through the streets. When they finally reached the house it was late in the night. They opened the door and quietly made their way to Misty's bedroom. She shut the door behind them and locked it tight. Ash sat down on her bed and watched as she took off her jacket and sat down next to him. They resumed their kissing. Ash was in heaven and he wanted her to know it. "Misty, this is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I love you and I want to make love to you." he said as he broke the kiss off for just a second. Misty nodded her agreement. She began unbuttoning her top and Ash soon started to help her. They took each other in their arms and moved to lie on the bed.
The sun streamed through the curtains of Misty's bedroom window. Ash awoke first. He smiled when he found Misty still in his arms from the night before. Some of her long red hair had fell onto her face and he moved it away so that he could admire her better. She looked so peaceful when she was sleeping, he almost couldn't believe this was the same woman who had a wicked temper. He lay there for an hour just looking at her. Taking in every contour of her face, every detail. Occasionally she would turn over and allow him to see some previously obscured part of her face. Eventually she stirred and slowly opened her eyes. Ash was looking at her. A smile on his face. "Morning, my beauty." he said. "Don't be so sickening." she replied a smile on her face. They kissed. Not the passionate heat-filled kisses of the previous night, but a gentle, loving, tender kiss. They decided not to get up for a few hours. Instead they just lay in bed together, talking and contemplating.
When they eventually did get up they walked into the kitchen together holding hands. Pikachu was rummaging in one of the cupboards looking for the ketchup. "Hey Pikachu! Guess what?" Ash said. Pikachu poked his head out from behind a cupboard door to see the two humans holding hands in front of him. "Pikachu! Pika, chu!!!. Chu!! Pikachu!" Pikachu cried his approval and leaped up into Misty's arms. The little Pokémon cuddled into Misty before jumping to Ash and doing the same. The couple laughed and let the yellow mouse down. "Thanks Pikachu! You're a Pika pal!" Misty called in joy to the friendly little Pokémon. It went back to rummaging, this time humming a happy tune. "What is there for Breakfast?" Ash asked out loud. As he looked into the rather bare fridge. "Ah, Waffles!" he announced. "I'll get yours." Ash offered as Misty sat at the table. He toasted the waffles and made some Coffee to go with them before sitting at the table across from Misty. Beneath the table top they sat brushing their feet together. They smiled as they ate their Waffles and drank the Coffee. Soon they were finished and moved to the lounge. They spent the rest of the day lying in each others arms laughing at the banality of Sunday afternoon TV. It wasn't long before Brock chanced upon them. "Finally." he said as he walked in and then walked out again. The two lovers merely laughed as Brock gave them their privacy.
Ash's alarm clock woke him with a jolt. Monday morning, his brain told him and he slowly began waking up for another day at the Radio Station. Misty was lying next to him. He could seriously get used to this he thought. She stirred and gradually woke up, the alarm clock obviously reaching her as well. She looked round at him. "Morning." she said with a yawn. Then she realised what day it was. "Oh no. Work." she said and fell back to the bed. Ash smiled at this. Deep down Misty was just as big a slob as him, she just never showed it to anyone. Getting out of bed he started to get dressed. He opened the door just as Misty was crawling out of the bed behind him. Looking back at her he smiled. "I love you Misty." he said to her. She looked up at him and smiled back. "I love you too Ash."
"So if you have any questions, just phone in or e-mail them to the usual address, and I'll try and answer them on tomorrows show. Till then, this is Ash Ketchum for PCB Radio." Ash pulled the headphones off his head and stood up before walking out of his booth. His producer Ginger walked out of hers at the same time. "Good show Ginger." Ash complimented her. "I know. What did you think of that third caller?" she asked. "I nearly burst out laughing!" she told him. Ash smiled. "I thought he was just as weird as you did Ginger." he replied. She laughed at him. "Yeah. Well I gotta go. I'll see you tomorrow." she said as she turned and walked down the hall. "Bye" Ash shouted. Turning around he noticed a man in a suit with a black briefcase standing waiting for him. "Can I help you?" Ash asked the man. "Yes you can actually. You are Ash Ketchum aren't you?" he asked. "Yeah. The one and only." Ash replied. "Good. I'm from WRCC Radio in Celadon City and I'm here to make you an offer."
Misty pushed open the door to the house. "Ash!" she shouted, knowing he'd be home by now. "Ash! I'm home!" she called. Glancing at the coat rack as she hung her coat up she noticed his hanging there. So now she knew he was in. "Ash! Are you playing games with me?" she asked coyly. A voice came from the lounge. "No. I'm in here Misty." he said. "Oh." said Misty. There was something in his voice that sounded depressed, almost sad. Walking into the lounge she saw him sitting on the couch, head in his hands. "Ash. Is something the matter? Are you ok?" she asked him as she sat down next to him. "Not really." he replied. Lifting his head up she could see he'd been crying. "Do you want the good news or the bad news?" he asked. She didn't reply. "Ok then. Here's the good news. I've been offered a high paid job, in a high profile timeslot, on an even higher profile station. Now the bad news. If I want it I have to move to Celadon City. Away from you."
To Be Continued.