AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my first attempt at a song fic and this is also my first Pokemon fic. I hope you like it. I don't owe Pokemon or the song "I Will Remember You".
I will remember you,
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life, pass you by,
Weep not for, the memories.
Misty was running. She was crying. She couldn't believe it was over. After all this time, could it really be over? They'd had fights before, sure, but never like this. It had started over something stupid. Like always they began to argue. It had become something of a game between the two over the years. But this time it went had gone too far.
Remember the good times, that we had,
We let them slip away from us when things got bad
Clearly I first saw you, smilin' in the sun,
I wanna feel your warmth upon me, I wanna be the one.
She still remembered the first time she had seen him. She had been on her way to Pallet Town to pick up some supplies for the gym and had stopped to do a little fishing. Instead of a fish, she caught him. She had hooked the boy who would change her life forever, or had he hooked her? She remembered how pathetic he had looked, sitting there soaking wet with his little Pikachu. Sure he had been outspoken, egotistical, and headstrong, but there had been something in his eyes. A shine that spoke of a kindness hidden within. That kindness would show itself many times over the years through their travels.
I will remember you,
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life, pass you by,
Weep not for, the memories.
None of that mattered now. It was all over, and it was her fault. He called her scrawny or something like that, and before she could stop herself she shouted that he would never become a Pokemon master and that the only reason she followed him around was so he would replace her bike. They were lies, but he didn't know that. Her words hurt him, she could tell, and she was instantly sorry. But it was too late. Before she could try to take it back, he stood up and went to his tent. He came back and handed her some money. Money for her bike, he said. Now there wasn't anything left to keep her around, he told her, and said she should leave.
I'm so tired, but I can't sleep,
Standing on the edge of something much too deep
It's funny how we feel so much, yet cannot say a word,
We are screaming inside but we, can't be heard.
Misty had to stop running. She couldn't take another step. She just sat down is a pile and cried some more. She didn't know what to do. She knew she had loved him for a long time. Sure, he got her angry a lot, but inside he was one of the best people she had ever known. She wasn't sure when she had begun to have feelings her him. She thought it probably had been soon after she had begun her journey with him, sometime before they met Brock. She just didn't know how he felt. If only she had known if he held any feelings toward her. She wanted to tell him, but she was afraid.
I will remember you,
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life, pass you by,
Weep not for, the memories.
Misty looked into his eyes, trying to find the words to apologize. For the first time since he had met him, that shine in his eyes was gone. It was replaced by a gleam of hatred… Hatred toward her. He looked hurt… betrayed? Although she was half-blinded by her tears she packed her few belongings and left. Brock tried to stop her, but she shrugged him off. If Ash wanted her to leave, that's what she would do. Even if it broke her heart.
So afraid to love you, more afraid to lose,
Clinging to a past that doesn't let me choose
Once there was a darkness, a deep and endless night,
You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light.
If she had only had had the courage to tell him the truth. She was afraid, though. As long as she didn't say anything, there was a chance. But if she told him her feelings for him, and he didn't return them, she would have nothing. She couldn't risk that. She needed Ash. She didn't think she could live without him. She couldn't. She wouldn't. Even if it meant having to live with her feelings bottle up inside her, that's what she would do.
I will remember you,
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life, pass you by,
Weep not for, the memories.
Misty curled herself into a ball. The darkness around her seemed to close in more and more. Soon there wouldn't be anything left. The darkness would suffocate her and she would be no more. She had no future and she had no path. She was lost. Lost in the darkness. She had long since cried her last tears so she couldn't even do that. All she could do was lie in the darkness waiting for it to finish her.
I will remember you,
Will you remember me?
Don't let your life, pass you by,
Weep not for, the memories.
She heard something. It didn't matter. She just lay on the ground in a ball waiting for the end. She heard it again. It was a voice. It was calling her name. She slowly sat up, her legs and arms stiff from her flight from the camp. Who would be looking for her? She heard her name called again. She stood up. She couldn't see anything in the darkness. Then she saw a light. It was coming closer. Again she her name, and this time she recognized the voice. The light came closer still. It hurt her eyes.
Weep not for, the memories.
Ash stood before her. She saw tears in his eyes. Why was he crying?
"Misty! I found you! Misty, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please don't go. I love you, can't you see? Please don't leave me."