**All It Takes Is One Friend**
Author's Note: Sorry if I'm not the best of authors, and you don't have to like my fics but…I FEEL LONELY…that I have no reviews…tell me if I suck or something…ANYTHING! I mean, I don't even know if I should even keep writing. I'm trying to keep up with all the other authors, Arrow, has been really nice, every time I upload a chapter…she's there. That's how I'd like things to be, I'm sorry if I sound bitchy but that's all I ask, is for a simple review, just take a little bit of your time to write a few and you're done. Thanks for reading this. Hope you like this chapter. PS. This chapter is much less humorous than the last, it's kind of sad; but it's not a tearjerker…I guess it might depend on how sensitive you are.
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"OH MY GOSH." Misty exclaimed kneeling down to Ash's aid.
"What's wrong now?" Ash murmured groggily; apparently not knowing he had a huge concussion on his head and a black eye.
"What is right? You--You--Why don't I just bring you over to the mirror?" She stuttered, meanwhile, Brock just glared disgusted.
"GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ash fainted…again, after his deadly scream of horror.
"Greaaaaaaaaaat. I just got the poor guy awake," Misty heard the door creak from the front entrance of Ash's house. "OH CRAP!"
"Let's move—fast!" Brock heeded.
The two of the trio continued to muffle her voice from Ash's mother hearing anything. Brock thought it was a good thing that they were upstairs while Misty was treating him after Gary's unpleasant visit. The young, redhead scuffed her way into his room, with his arms in her hands and heaved him up on his bed.
"Misty Dear, son…Brock?" Delia queried. "It's too quiet in here, I don't think I even know the sound of silence when Ash and Misty are around." The worried mother wandered around the house and finally reached the stairs to lead up to the bedrooms.
"Shush! I think I hear her coming! Keep putting more wet towels on his head, and here's some bandages just incase." Brock assured, and Misty nodded. Then, Brock opened the door and jumped out right on time. Delia backed away from just being startled.
"HI MRS. KETCHUM!" Brock shouted in her face.
"Hi…Brock, how is everyone? Speaking of which, where are they? I've been looking high and low for all of you."
"WE'RE JUST FINE…DID YOU HEAR THAT?" He tried to hint to them that his mother was right there…and he couldn't stall for much longer.
"Yes, I did…you're shouting…that must mean something's up in Ash's room…"
"WHATEVER DO YOU MEAN?"
"Please move aside, Brock. I'll have to know what's going on also." At that, Brock moved out of the door's way coyly.
"HOLY—" Mrs. Ketchum put her hands over her mouth in a state of shock. "You mean to tell me that no one could have told me my son was hurt?!? What is this? I thought everything was fine, Gary walked out like it was the time of his life—" Delia sighed, and brought up to her mind that her son and Professor Oak's grandson never got along too well.
Ash was now awake staring at the ceiling. He looked miserably depressed; Misty lay beside him with the most sympathetic look you could have ever seen. She was so confused of what to do: she liked Gary then Ash, Gary again, and now she felt so horrible that she suffered her feeling about giving and devoting herself to Ash. Misty began to weep and let out her pain that was stored in her chest.
"I'm going to have to talk to Samuel." Delia broke the silence of Misty's sobs. "I can't keep letting this go much longer, I think this was the worst fight they've been in yet. Don't worry about it Misty, Ash will be okay in a few days," Delia soothed Misty with her calming words, and Misty stopped. "Oh honey," she caressed her son's eye carefully and Ash winced and twisted his head out of the ache. Still silent, he didn't reply to his mother's soft touch.
"Ash…" Misty said with a light whisper.
Ash turned his head and looked at her angelic face and replied to the gentle whisper of his name, "Why did he have to hurt me? That ugly freak never tried that before." He sat up in his bed. For some unknown reason, he was asking Misty the question; not his mother, that would know more about Gary than anyone in the room combined.
"Uh…well, you pushed him to the limit. I even know Gary by now, he likes to talk because the air is free, and drops down words that most…normal…people wouldn't want to hear." She really knew how to bring him up when he was down.
Delia sat there with a tear in her eye, it was a Kodak moment! This picture of maturity was beautiful. Brock was beaming with joy like Mrs. Ketchum. Right now, it was a splendid new start for their relationship, all you have to do is be there for your friend. All it takes is you.
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I Will Be There
Oh yeah
You don't have to say what's on your mind
'Cause I know where you've been
Give it up and leave it all behind
And then let me begin
Come on over here
Let me show how things should be
I will make it alright
Let me make it clear
You can put your trust in me
Yes I will be there
[CHORUS:]
When you need someone
You just turn around
And I, will be there
When you're feeling low
Baby let me know
And I, will be there
Won't you let me make it up to you
Now you know where I am
There ain't nothin that I wouldn't do
Just to love once again
Come on over here
Let me show how things should be
I will make it alright
Let me make it clear
You can put your trust in me
Yes I will be there
[Repeat CHORUS]
I will be there
Just take a stand
I'll be here for you
Now and forever
Give one more chance
To show you how much I care
I'll be there
When you need someone
I just turn around
And I will be there
When you're in sorrow
Just let me know and I will be there
[Repeat CHORUS]
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Chapter 7 will be up soon. Thanks everybody!