****
*after school is out*
"NANI!!!" Jesse screamed, hitting the phone on the counter.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!! Squirtle I choose you!" Ash cried and fell off the couch. Jesse hung up the phone, stifling a giggle.
"Oh, did I wake you?" she sneered. "By the way, I didn't think those were made for people your age." He could hear her laughing as she exited the petite place of residence.
"Nani?" he asked. Misty came out of the bedroom, pulling a pair of boxers on, a yawn just escaping her lips. Brock was right behind her, stretching. Not three steps from the door, she stopped dead in her tracks, causing Brock to run into her. What she saw made her laugh so hard that she lost all sense of balance and fell to the floor.
"Misty! What's wr-" Brock started, but when he looked at Ash his sense of balance soon left him and he joined Misty on the floor.
"Nani?!" Ash asked.
Finally Brock got up and helped Misty to her feet, their hysteria dying down to mere giggles.
"Aren't you a little old to be wearing those?" Misty scoffed as Brock started to giggle once more. Ash looked down and instantly turned red.
He looked back at Brock and Misty who were cackling and quickly grabbed his blanket. He was wearing his old, small and very tight, hot pink boxers that said 'I choose you!' and had little pictures of all the Pokemon all over them. They were a present from his mom when he got his Pokemon license on his tenth birthday.
He sidestepped over to the other, smaller couch where his pants rested tauntingly. He glanced again at Brock and Misty, who were laughing so hard they were crying. He dropped his blanket, grabbed his pants and quickly put them on. His shirt followed soon after.
He knew they would never let him live this down.
****
After an unsuccessful mission - Ash, Brock and Misty decided to head to the end of the lunch line.
They had been lying on the field when they heard the lunch bell go off. The cafeteria was packed by the time they got there, but they searched for a table anyway.
Needless to say, they failed in finding one.
When they reached the cash register Brock and Misty whipped out their trusty Cafeteria cards while Ash pulled out a ten-dollar bill. He knew that the cost of lunch was very inexpensive, but it was the smallest bill he could find. The lunch lady slapped a five-dollar bill on the tray followed by nine coins that was the rest of his change and he left the line.
Not two steps later, a couple of quarters decided to jump off the tray to their doom. Ash sighed, put the tray on the counter and kneeled to pick up the silver murder/suicide victims. He was knocked off balance when his forehead collided with a person kneeling in front of him. As he rubbed his head, a hand extended over him to help him up.
"I believe this belongs to you."
Ash took the quarter from the open palm. He muttered something and picked up his tray.
"Gomen ...what was that?"
Ash turned around with a snide remark ready, and stopped dead in his tracks.
She was beautiful.
She was his height with short, spiky, strawberry blonde hair. She wore a some-what tight dark green muscle shirt that had a big, loose turtleneck collar. Very comfy looking blue jeans clung to her long, slender legs and old, worn-out Doc. Martin's peeked from beneath them.
She smiled at him, but her eyes didn't reflect it. Her gorgeous sapphire blue eyes seemed to hold only true evil and pure malice. He wondered about it for just a moment longer before shrugging it off as a result of all the horror books he'd been reading lately and returned her smile.
"My name's Taiteki," she said, holding out her hand.
"I-I'm Ash. Arigatou," he stammered.
"Arigatou…?"
"The quarter thing...yeah," he said as he stared at the floor and turned an all-telling hue of red.
"Ash, come on, we're waiting," Misty called across the cafeteria. The smile faded on Taiteki's face when she saw Misty. Hatred's blue flames flared in her eyes, but diminished when Ash turned and smiled at her once more.
"Oh, that's Misty. She's an old friend ...ahhhh, do you, maybe ...want to eat with us?"
"I'd love to, but -"
"ASH!"
He turned in time to see Misty stomp out of the cafeteria, Brock nipping at her heels.
"...but, I've already made plans to eat lunch with some old friends," she said as she played with her short hair. Ash tried to keep a cheerful face but he was truly disappointed.
"Are you going to the Summer Carnival tonight?"
He looked up at her, a sparkle of hope gleaming in dark eyes.
"Yeah, sure…why not."
"I've gotta go," she said as she looked behind her at her waiting friends. "Meet me at the library around 6:45, yosh?" Ash grinned and nodded and she turned toward her friends. She stopped in mid turn and looked back at him.
"By the way," she said over her shoulder. "Bring your friends and I'll bring mine." She winked at him and started toward her group. A sly smirk made it's way across her face and her eyes flashed with dead life.
/This will be a very interesting night/ she thought, closing the gap between her and her 'friends'
Ash stood there for a second, completely stunned. Finally he picked up his tray and went in search of Brock and Misty. He couldn't help but smile at himself.
He found them sitting awfully close on a blue bench by the pond.
/They must be done with lunch. Why else would their trays be stacked like that?/ he thought as he sat on the grass and leaned against a tree behind the bench. He didn't want to disturb them.
After Ash had been eating for a while he glanced at them. He stopped chewing and watched Brock stretch, casually placing his arm around Misty's shoulder.
/Smooth, very smooth…baka/ he thought, rolling his eyes. He waited anxiously for her hand to swing up and lay a SMACK across Brock's face. However, much to Ash's astonishment, she sighed and rested her head against Brock's shoulder.
Ash's jaw dropped to the ground. As he lifted it back into place and rubbed off the grass stains, he wondered what Taiteki was doing. He shivered when he pictured her dead eyes but immediately dismissed it.
A wicked smirk appeared on his face as he thought about tonight's carnival - he couldn't wait.
****
tbc...
*after school is out*
"NANI!!!" Jesse screamed, hitting the phone on the counter.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!! Squirtle I choose you!" Ash cried and fell off the couch. Jesse hung up the phone, stifling a giggle.
"Oh, did I wake you?" she sneered. "By the way, I didn't think those were made for people your age." He could hear her laughing as she exited the petite place of residence.
"Nani?" he asked. Misty came out of the bedroom, pulling a pair of boxers on, a yawn just escaping her lips. Brock was right behind her, stretching. Not three steps from the door, she stopped dead in her tracks, causing Brock to run into her. What she saw made her laugh so hard that she lost all sense of balance and fell to the floor.
"Misty! What's wr-" Brock started, but when he looked at Ash his sense of balance soon left him and he joined Misty on the floor.
"Nani?!" Ash asked.
Finally Brock got up and helped Misty to her feet, their hysteria dying down to mere giggles.
"Aren't you a little old to be wearing those?" Misty scoffed as Brock started to giggle once more. Ash looked down and instantly turned red.
He looked back at Brock and Misty who were cackling and quickly grabbed his blanket. He was wearing his old, small and very tight, hot pink boxers that said 'I choose you!' and had little pictures of all the Pokemon all over them. They were a present from his mom when he got his Pokemon license on his tenth birthday.
He sidestepped over to the other, smaller couch where his pants rested tauntingly. He glanced again at Brock and Misty, who were laughing so hard they were crying. He dropped his blanket, grabbed his pants and quickly put them on. His shirt followed soon after.
He knew they would never let him live this down.
****
After an unsuccessful mission - Ash, Brock and Misty decided to head to the end of the lunch line.
They had been lying on the field when they heard the lunch bell go off. The cafeteria was packed by the time they got there, but they searched for a table anyway.
Needless to say, they failed in finding one.
When they reached the cash register Brock and Misty whipped out their trusty Cafeteria cards while Ash pulled out a ten-dollar bill. He knew that the cost of lunch was very inexpensive, but it was the smallest bill he could find. The lunch lady slapped a five-dollar bill on the tray followed by nine coins that was the rest of his change and he left the line.
Not two steps later, a couple of quarters decided to jump off the tray to their doom. Ash sighed, put the tray on the counter and kneeled to pick up the silver murder/suicide victims. He was knocked off balance when his forehead collided with a person kneeling in front of him. As he rubbed his head, a hand extended over him to help him up.
"I believe this belongs to you."
Ash took the quarter from the open palm. He muttered something and picked up his tray.
"Gomen ...what was that?"
Ash turned around with a snide remark ready, and stopped dead in his tracks.
She was beautiful.
She was his height with short, spiky, strawberry blonde hair. She wore a some-what tight dark green muscle shirt that had a big, loose turtleneck collar. Very comfy looking blue jeans clung to her long, slender legs and old, worn-out Doc. Martin's peeked from beneath them.
She smiled at him, but her eyes didn't reflect it. Her gorgeous sapphire blue eyes seemed to hold only true evil and pure malice. He wondered about it for just a moment longer before shrugging it off as a result of all the horror books he'd been reading lately and returned her smile.
"My name's Taiteki," she said, holding out her hand.
"I-I'm Ash. Arigatou," he stammered.
"Arigatou…?"
"The quarter thing...yeah," he said as he stared at the floor and turned an all-telling hue of red.
"Ash, come on, we're waiting," Misty called across the cafeteria. The smile faded on Taiteki's face when she saw Misty. Hatred's blue flames flared in her eyes, but diminished when Ash turned and smiled at her once more.
"Oh, that's Misty. She's an old friend ...ahhhh, do you, maybe ...want to eat with us?"
"I'd love to, but -"
"ASH!"
He turned in time to see Misty stomp out of the cafeteria, Brock nipping at her heels.
"...but, I've already made plans to eat lunch with some old friends," she said as she played with her short hair. Ash tried to keep a cheerful face but he was truly disappointed.
"Are you going to the Summer Carnival tonight?"
He looked up at her, a sparkle of hope gleaming in dark eyes.
"Yeah, sure…why not."
"I've gotta go," she said as she looked behind her at her waiting friends. "Meet me at the library around 6:45, yosh?" Ash grinned and nodded and she turned toward her friends. She stopped in mid turn and looked back at him.
"By the way," she said over her shoulder. "Bring your friends and I'll bring mine." She winked at him and started toward her group. A sly smirk made it's way across her face and her eyes flashed with dead life.
/This will be a very interesting night/ she thought, closing the gap between her and her 'friends'
Ash stood there for a second, completely stunned. Finally he picked up his tray and went in search of Brock and Misty. He couldn't help but smile at himself.
He found them sitting awfully close on a blue bench by the pond.
/They must be done with lunch. Why else would their trays be stacked like that?/ he thought as he sat on the grass and leaned against a tree behind the bench. He didn't want to disturb them.
After Ash had been eating for a while he glanced at them. He stopped chewing and watched Brock stretch, casually placing his arm around Misty's shoulder.
/Smooth, very smooth…baka/ he thought, rolling his eyes. He waited anxiously for her hand to swing up and lay a SMACK across Brock's face. However, much to Ash's astonishment, she sighed and rested her head against Brock's shoulder.
Ash's jaw dropped to the ground. As he lifted it back into place and rubbed off the grass stains, he wondered what Taiteki was doing. He shivered when he pictured her dead eyes but immediately dismissed it.
A wicked smirk appeared on his face as he thought about tonight's carnival - he couldn't wait.
****
tbc...