They say spring was is season of love. Yet summer is where love is blooming in Cerulean City. Actually, Old West Church Park to be precise. The park was beautiful this time of year. Its beautiful lake, gleaming in the rays of the sun. The Peach Blossoms basking in the sun, debating wether to hang onto the branch or blow off into the sunrise.
The mist from the cold night still hung over the park. That gave it an eerie appeal, a kind of attraction that only night owls could love. Yet still, this is where people wanting to be alone for their various reasons, whether to flee from society, or talk about what was on their mind, was the place to do it. Just beyond the glimmer of the street lamps came a couple, a pair of teenagers....it was Ash and Misty.
Ash was enjoying their little stroll so far. In fact this was the most fun he'd had in years. Here he was, just walking with someone he cared about, and it was more rewarding to him than winning a million for taking first in a tournament. His smile, the one that hadn't come out since he became a Pokemon Master, was as rye as ever, and it just kept getting bigger and bigger the more they talked and walked.
He gave Misty's hand a gentle squeeze. One those, 'I love, and just wanted to show you in a little way', ones. She smiled back at him, and that was how it went, each not pressing to see how far they could get, knowing that any wrong move could blow everything that they had waited so long for. Besides, now knowing how the other felt, they could afford to take their time.
The last of the haze was finally burnt through by Sun as the young couple reached the bridge across the lake. It was a beautiful wooden one, a distinct hardwood of some sort. It bridged the east and west sides of the park, and made for quite a beautiful view. It wasn't much, but it was enough Ash.
Suddenly Misty started to rub her shoulders. It was strange, it was summer after all. She shouldn't be cold, it was pretty warm and it was still early. "What's wrong?" Ash asked in a concerned way to Misty, about rubbing her shoulders.
"Oh, I just got cold all of the sudden....it's nothing." she said trying to smile and keep her teeth from clattering. If that had been five years earlier, Ash would have just let it end at that. Not now though, he cared too much to let her stand there and suffer. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders in a vein attempt act as a blanket. She smiled, it didn't make her skin feel any warmer, but she did at Ash's act.
"Ash, where are you headed after the tournament?" Misty asked, bringing up the question that she had been afraid to ask. She expected Ash to try and sidestep the issue and bring something else. Perhaps just back away, but he didn't. In fact he pulled her a little closer.
"Well, if I place in the Top 8, I go onto to the World Championship Tour, culminating in the Rudor Cup, the biggest competition in the world...." he said in a worried tone that choked his voice. Misty looked strangely at the sound, a little scared herself. She sluffed it off though.
"Ash, don't try to lose. Don't give up your dreams for me. I'll be here when you get back, or I could always go with you. I'm not afraid to say what I feel...last time I did I lost you for five years." she said smiling at Ash.
Ash finally caught a glimpse of something he had never seen in Misty It was one of things he never thought he'd see, especially on a girl like her. It was a heart warming smile. It made Ash feel all warm and fuzzy, and pulled her even closer. He then kissed her again. Not the same passionate kiss as last time, but a softer, more compassionate one. The type that said "I love you," and that was that.
Misty, thoroughly surprised by Ash's maneuver was quite happy to see him do it. She just let it flow, and enjoyed it. This was the best she'd felt, rain or shine, ever. The man she loved was with her, and wouldn't be leaving her anytime soon, and she could just stay here and enjoy this moment forever...
Technology is amazing in its paradoxes. It exists to make our lives easier, and to keep us connected. Yet for some it is just a nuisance. For Misty, during one of the most romantic moments of her life, it was a regular in the butt. Just as she was really starting to get into making out on the bridge with Ash, her cellophane went off.
She pulled away from Ash for about ten seconds to growl at it, but it didn't stop ringing. Ash rubbed his head. He just couldn't catch a break could he? He puts himself through five years of agony, wondering if his love had forgot about him. Then he finds out she hasn't and the second their relationship was taking off they get interrupted.
"You should answer it." Ash told Misty, as nicely as he could...he wanted to tell her to answer that thing ASAP so that they could get back to what they were doing.
"But I want to-" She started to protest before she was cut off by Ash.
"I can hold a thought. Now answer the phone." he told Misty, almost in an adult-to-child way. She did as she was told, and picked up the phone. Ash couldn't quite make out what was being said, but it obviously was getting Misty a little angry. She rubbed her head, she was getting frustrated, which meant that something was brewing. Finally she hung up, and put the phone away.
Misty curled back up into Ash's arms, and this nuzzled him gently. Something was wrong, and had defiantly gotten Misty aggravated. "What's up?" Ash asked, in a sympathetic tone.
"Oh, the Gym's open, they need me, and I'm mad," she groaned, rubbing her head, "I told Daisy not quit...but no....she had to be herself-" she was interrupted again by Ash's lips. She wanted to do that so much, but she knew that her sisters would kill her if she kept them waiting.
"Ash, I have to go," she said, stroked his face one more time before she had to go. She then him a kiss on the cheek. "This afternoon, meet me right here about five....you wont be sorry." she said as she disappeared off into the fog.
Ash was baffled...then he realize what he had, and smiled...he had what he wanted in his life. He had his dreams, both of them. Of being a Master and being with Misty. He walked at his own pace back to the hotel where he was staying. It was a rather small one, compared to what he was accommodated by both his Pokemon League expense account and what he got to stay in when he was required to battle a challenger at a specially arranged place or some sort of publicity stunt. Still, it was a roof over his head, and right now nothing could bring him down.
He enter the hotel and ascended the stairs to his room, where he found Pikachu waiting outside.
"How did you get back here?" he asked Pikachu.
"Pikapi! Chu Pika, Pikapikapikapi!!" he said, in his cute little voice.
"Oh, so Daisy dropped you off, well buddy lets go in." he unlocked the door and swung it open. He and Pikachu went in, and decided to do one thing after such a long, but incredible morning...the both of them would naps.
Ash was a notoriously hard sleeper. He liked sleep, it was a time when he didn't have any hidden feelings, any ghosts that could haunt him. Usually he dreamed about two things, Misty or swimming in a pool of green Jell-o. The Jell-o dream always had the same plot, he'd dive in, and swim for the entire night, and get out just as his alarm clock would go off...the Misty dreams were quite different.
The only ghost that ever seemed to haunt him, the only one that had ever gotten through was probably the biggest of them all. He regretted doing what he did five years earlier from the day he left. Then he started having the dreams...the nightmares.
He realized by how much he dreamed about her, that he had to admit to himself that he loved her. Really, and truly loved her. He did, and then the specters appeared...what if she didn't feel the same way he did? What if she, in the years apart, found someone? What if she had forgotten all about him? Those fears had hung over him, like thunder clouds just waiting to drop rain on top of people who weren't expecting it.
He had nightmares of everything from them talking to their marriage...it was actually quite scary about how they came and went. He dreamed them whenever he saw something that reminded him of Misty. Today, he had gotten a super dose of Misty...the whole thing. This triggered one of the bigger Misty dreams...the wedding one.
Ash found himself standing a huge cathedral, where he didn't know. He never did...all he knew was by where everyone was, he was the groom. It was a beautiful place, he knew it had to be a real place somewhere...he looked at the beautifully carved walls, making a note to try and track this place down...or the real place similar to it.
Then the organ began to go off, and everyone stood. The organ blared out "Here comes the Bride" from its metallic tubes in its own eerie way. One that touched someone's soul, and made them think about where they were in life. Then he turned his head back, to see the bride. It was Misty. She wore a beautiful full length wedding gown, with a long flowing train behind her. He just got that same fuzzy and warm feeling from earlier, he had never had in this dream...that feeling of, "Finally...together forever".
After she had finished her precession, The priest began the ceremony. It was quite beautiful, and Ash just smiled...this was his dream, but for some reason it seemed real, the same when he had held Misty earlier, and kissed her.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today for the marriage of Ash Ketchum and Misty Katsumi Waterflower," the priest said, then asked "Do you Ash, take Misty Katsumi Waterflower to be lawfully wedded wife? For richer or poorer, In sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
"I do." Ash said. He had this dream many, many times over the past five years. Now was when all went to hell. He had every conceivable wrong ending happen to this dream. The most often ending was something to extent of Misty slapping Ash, and saying 'How can I marry him! He's a complete loser!' then storming off and falling into Gary's arms. He hated that ending, it struck two of his deepest emotions. His love for Misty, and his disdain for Gary. Although the most abstract one he ever had, was something about pirates and a Jynx Elvis impersonator.
"Do you Misty, take Ash Ketchum to be your lawfully wedded husband? For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?" he asked Misty.
Ash was bracing for the slap, but nothing came. This was new, either his mind had finally gone off the deep end...or else the ghost that had so long haunted him disappeared. Then came the most unexpected part, she said "I do."
Ash was stunned....he had never gotten this far in the dream...was it actually going to finish? He just brushed the thought away as he gazed at Misty's glowing face. She was a women, not just a young women. She was maybe twenty-one or twenty-two, and her smile was as brilliant as ever.
"The rings please," the priest asked. Still nothing to disrupt it...he might just make it. He slipped his on Misty's soft and delicate finger, and she slipped hers on his. "If anyone has any reasonable cause to object to these getting married, speak now, or forever hold your peace."
Here it came, Ash thought. Here someone was going to pop up and say 'You can't marry her!' or 'You can't marry him!'. It was coming he could feel...Gary was lurking out thee somewhere. The moments drug on in agony...but still nothing...nothing...
"I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride." the priest said to Ash. Inside he was freaking...this had never happened. A GOOD Misty dream? The demon had finally been defeated. He was free of the burden, and he was elated to be rid of it. He then proceeded to kiss Misty, in all of the full glory of their first kiss earlier...it just lasted...and lasted...and lasted.
Ash woke up...he woke up! His first good Misty dream and he woke up...he really wanted to hurt himself for ruining it...but still, he had the real deal tonight He fumbled with the sheets for a minute to try and get out of bed. He really hated hotel sheets, they were always the least soft materials in the world...and he knew. He finally managed to get out of bed, when he saw it was about three o'clock. He wondered how he'd managed to sleep for five hours...but he didn't really care.
He decided to take a shower...considering he hadn't since he landed in Cerulean City. He stepped into the bathroom and locked the door behind him...
Ash was still stuck in the room, and the door had locked behind him. Ash was getting frantic...he had spent the last three hours in there. He had first realized that he was locked in when he got out of the shower and tried to open the door. It wouldn't budge, so he tried some different ways in. First he tried to pick the lock with a Q-Tip, which failed miserably.
His second attempt was to try and shimmy it open, but he just couldn't...it was stuck. Ash, then proceeded to sit on the toilet and think of a way out of this. He needed Pikachu to give his brain a charge...that was it! Pikachu, he was the answer, and the plan was simple.
"Pikachu!" he shouted, and the little mouse ran up to the door. He heard a 'Pika' and knew that his friend was listening.
"Buddy, I need you to go get help...I'm stuck in here!" he cried to Pikachu.
"Pika Pika!" Pikachu called back and ran out and headed for the door when something caught his eye. It was a calender, and something was penned in for tonight. He Pikachu jumped up onto the counter and took a look at the hanging calender. It said 'Meet Misty, 5:00, Old West Church Park'.
He looked over at the clock on the VCR...it was nearly 6:00. Pikachu put two and two together. He knew what would happen if he didn't get Misty for help. Misty would think Ash left in the middle of the night, he disappeared. After they had finally revealed their long hidden secrets, both would be heart broken. Ash was happy, Misty was happy...Pikachu had to make it the Park before Misty left.
He jumped onto the doorknob, a good ten foot jump, and hung until the doorknob turned, opening the door. He ran out the open door and down te stairs and out of the hotel. He had to be quick, but he had no idea where West Church Park was...but he did have a clue.
In Pikachu's world, his nose tells him a lot. He could sense most of what was going around him by using his nose, when it hit him how he could find the Park and Misty. He began to sniff, looking for Ash's scent from earlier in the day. He found it, facing north. Pikachu then began to run as fast as his little legs would take him. If he followed the scent, and he'd find Misty.
His little legs kept going, and going. This place seemed like it was miles away, and Ash's scent was getting weaker...which was good. He finally, saw something of in the distance. He ran closer, and closer until he saw a lone figure in the lamplight, and he knew it was Misty. He then proceeded to jump towards her....
Misty was fuming, and ready to literally go ballistic. Ash was two hours late, and she knew why. He had run off, disappeared again. She had thought she would be going with him, so they could be together. She was wrong, again....but then a new thought entered her mind. What if he was off somewhere, hurt...or what if he had been called away? This brought a resurgence of hope which lasted a whole three seconds. That was when the other thought crossed her mind. What if had lied about how he felt? A lame attempt to score? She was almost ready to leave and never think about what's-his-name again. When she felt something club her on the back of the head.
She jumped ten feet straight up in the air, did a crude somersault while in the air, and landed with a loud thud on her butt. She was very scared, for whatever hit her was furry. Then something began moving towards, just beyond the light of the street lamp. It was coming, closer, and closer. Was it some sort of horrid and hideous monster that had come to kill her and pick the meat from her bones?
It was too close now, she could feel it coming, the fatal bite. It jumped, and she closed her eyes and screamed. She started to quiver, waiting for her last breathe. It didn't come though, and she was freaked. She then heard a "Chu!"
She opened her eyes to see Pikachu in her arms. "Pikachu! What are you doing???? You almost gave me a heart attack!" Misty scolded Pikachu.
"Pi, Pikapi, Chu! Pika Pika Pichu, Pikapi, Pikachu! Pikachu!" Pikachu told Misty in a frantically tired voice. He then slumped down in her arms, exhausted. The poor little guy she thought, as she held him in her arms. He was tired...must have been running away from that jerk Ash. First he had stood her up, then his Pikachu ran away from him, what a jerk.
"Pikachu, what are you doing here anyway?" she asked.
Pikachu, all the while, was enjoying this. A nice cozy place to spend a while. All he had to do was just play tired and let Misty do the rest. When it hit him...as he was resting, she could be walking away, leaving poor Ash locked in that room forever as his true love left. He immediately jumped down, as Misty asked her question.
He then began pulling on Misty's leg, and pointing back the way he came. Misty looked down at him, and a slightly worried look on her face. "Is there something wrong Pikachu?" she asked.
"Pika, Pikapi!" he said, bobbing his head and Misty finally got the message. The reason she finally got the message was that she remembered Pikachu's name for Ash...it was Pikapi. She then knew why Ash hadn't shown up....he was in trouble.
"Pikachu, lead the way! We have to help Ash!" she said, and the two of them ran out of the park, Pikachu leading the way. They followed the same route Pikachu had to get there, and were back to hotel in no time, because there was no danger and anyone losing anyone. They ascended the stairs, and were to the room.
They were able to get in because no one had shut the door after Pikachu had left the room. Misty charged in, and screamed, "Ash!"
"Misty? What are you doing here?" Misty heard a voice call from the bathroom. He made her way to the door and tried to open it, it was jammed.
"Ash, Pikachu came and got me, what's wrong? Are you OK?" she asked, concerned for Ash. She started to beat herself up for thinking what she had. How could she think Ash would leave her? He was better than that, she knew that. She had always known that, which was why she loved him.
"I'm a little claustrophobic...and I'm locked in! Get me outta here." Ash shouted out. Misty knew if Ash had to send Pikachu to get someone to help, he had tried everything. She decided to take the direct route to solving the problem. She stood up, and focused all of her energy into one powerful kick. She pulled her foot up and sent her leg flying into the door. The sound of wood shattering could be heard four floors away. It worked though, for the door had been knocked off of its hinges and fell down into the bathroom, almost clobbering Ash.
She saw him, just standing there. He gave a warming smile that only someone like him could give, a 'what took you so long' and 'I'm sorry for not being there' all rolled into one.. Complying with the laws of nature, when heat is applied, something melts. Seeing him in there, with that smile, melted any thoughts that he had left her, that he had gone, or Ash didn't love her like he said. She just ran into that bathroom, wrapped her arms around the one person in the world that was able to touch her heart, the only one who she could ever truly love, and kissed him. During that instant, she also made herself a promise. She would never let that ghost, that demon that haunted her for so long ever come out again, for she had seen how Ash really felt...and knew he was always coming back, and never going to disappear again.
The mist from the cold night still hung over the park. That gave it an eerie appeal, a kind of attraction that only night owls could love. Yet still, this is where people wanting to be alone for their various reasons, whether to flee from society, or talk about what was on their mind, was the place to do it. Just beyond the glimmer of the street lamps came a couple, a pair of teenagers....it was Ash and Misty.
Ash was enjoying their little stroll so far. In fact this was the most fun he'd had in years. Here he was, just walking with someone he cared about, and it was more rewarding to him than winning a million for taking first in a tournament. His smile, the one that hadn't come out since he became a Pokemon Master, was as rye as ever, and it just kept getting bigger and bigger the more they talked and walked.
He gave Misty's hand a gentle squeeze. One those, 'I love, and just wanted to show you in a little way', ones. She smiled back at him, and that was how it went, each not pressing to see how far they could get, knowing that any wrong move could blow everything that they had waited so long for. Besides, now knowing how the other felt, they could afford to take their time.
The last of the haze was finally burnt through by Sun as the young couple reached the bridge across the lake. It was a beautiful wooden one, a distinct hardwood of some sort. It bridged the east and west sides of the park, and made for quite a beautiful view. It wasn't much, but it was enough Ash.
Suddenly Misty started to rub her shoulders. It was strange, it was summer after all. She shouldn't be cold, it was pretty warm and it was still early. "What's wrong?" Ash asked in a concerned way to Misty, about rubbing her shoulders.
"Oh, I just got cold all of the sudden....it's nothing." she said trying to smile and keep her teeth from clattering. If that had been five years earlier, Ash would have just let it end at that. Not now though, he cared too much to let her stand there and suffer. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders in a vein attempt act as a blanket. She smiled, it didn't make her skin feel any warmer, but she did at Ash's act.
"Ash, where are you headed after the tournament?" Misty asked, bringing up the question that she had been afraid to ask. She expected Ash to try and sidestep the issue and bring something else. Perhaps just back away, but he didn't. In fact he pulled her a little closer.
"Well, if I place in the Top 8, I go onto to the World Championship Tour, culminating in the Rudor Cup, the biggest competition in the world...." he said in a worried tone that choked his voice. Misty looked strangely at the sound, a little scared herself. She sluffed it off though.
"Ash, don't try to lose. Don't give up your dreams for me. I'll be here when you get back, or I could always go with you. I'm not afraid to say what I feel...last time I did I lost you for five years." she said smiling at Ash.
Ash finally caught a glimpse of something he had never seen in Misty It was one of things he never thought he'd see, especially on a girl like her. It was a heart warming smile. It made Ash feel all warm and fuzzy, and pulled her even closer. He then kissed her again. Not the same passionate kiss as last time, but a softer, more compassionate one. The type that said "I love you," and that was that.
Misty, thoroughly surprised by Ash's maneuver was quite happy to see him do it. She just let it flow, and enjoyed it. This was the best she'd felt, rain or shine, ever. The man she loved was with her, and wouldn't be leaving her anytime soon, and she could just stay here and enjoy this moment forever...
Technology is amazing in its paradoxes. It exists to make our lives easier, and to keep us connected. Yet for some it is just a nuisance. For Misty, during one of the most romantic moments of her life, it was a regular in the butt. Just as she was really starting to get into making out on the bridge with Ash, her cellophane went off.
She pulled away from Ash for about ten seconds to growl at it, but it didn't stop ringing. Ash rubbed his head. He just couldn't catch a break could he? He puts himself through five years of agony, wondering if his love had forgot about him. Then he finds out she hasn't and the second their relationship was taking off they get interrupted.
"You should answer it." Ash told Misty, as nicely as he could...he wanted to tell her to answer that thing ASAP so that they could get back to what they were doing.
"But I want to-" She started to protest before she was cut off by Ash.
"I can hold a thought. Now answer the phone." he told Misty, almost in an adult-to-child way. She did as she was told, and picked up the phone. Ash couldn't quite make out what was being said, but it obviously was getting Misty a little angry. She rubbed her head, she was getting frustrated, which meant that something was brewing. Finally she hung up, and put the phone away.
Misty curled back up into Ash's arms, and this nuzzled him gently. Something was wrong, and had defiantly gotten Misty aggravated. "What's up?" Ash asked, in a sympathetic tone.
"Oh, the Gym's open, they need me, and I'm mad," she groaned, rubbing her head, "I told Daisy not quit...but no....she had to be herself-" she was interrupted again by Ash's lips. She wanted to do that so much, but she knew that her sisters would kill her if she kept them waiting.
"Ash, I have to go," she said, stroked his face one more time before she had to go. She then him a kiss on the cheek. "This afternoon, meet me right here about five....you wont be sorry." she said as she disappeared off into the fog.
Ash was baffled...then he realize what he had, and smiled...he had what he wanted in his life. He had his dreams, both of them. Of being a Master and being with Misty. He walked at his own pace back to the hotel where he was staying. It was a rather small one, compared to what he was accommodated by both his Pokemon League expense account and what he got to stay in when he was required to battle a challenger at a specially arranged place or some sort of publicity stunt. Still, it was a roof over his head, and right now nothing could bring him down.
He enter the hotel and ascended the stairs to his room, where he found Pikachu waiting outside.
"How did you get back here?" he asked Pikachu.
"Pikapi! Chu Pika, Pikapikapikapi!!" he said, in his cute little voice.
"Oh, so Daisy dropped you off, well buddy lets go in." he unlocked the door and swung it open. He and Pikachu went in, and decided to do one thing after such a long, but incredible morning...the both of them would naps.
Ash was a notoriously hard sleeper. He liked sleep, it was a time when he didn't have any hidden feelings, any ghosts that could haunt him. Usually he dreamed about two things, Misty or swimming in a pool of green Jell-o. The Jell-o dream always had the same plot, he'd dive in, and swim for the entire night, and get out just as his alarm clock would go off...the Misty dreams were quite different.
The only ghost that ever seemed to haunt him, the only one that had ever gotten through was probably the biggest of them all. He regretted doing what he did five years earlier from the day he left. Then he started having the dreams...the nightmares.
He realized by how much he dreamed about her, that he had to admit to himself that he loved her. Really, and truly loved her. He did, and then the specters appeared...what if she didn't feel the same way he did? What if she, in the years apart, found someone? What if she had forgotten all about him? Those fears had hung over him, like thunder clouds just waiting to drop rain on top of people who weren't expecting it.
He had nightmares of everything from them talking to their marriage...it was actually quite scary about how they came and went. He dreamed them whenever he saw something that reminded him of Misty. Today, he had gotten a super dose of Misty...the whole thing. This triggered one of the bigger Misty dreams...the wedding one.
Ash found himself standing a huge cathedral, where he didn't know. He never did...all he knew was by where everyone was, he was the groom. It was a beautiful place, he knew it had to be a real place somewhere...he looked at the beautifully carved walls, making a note to try and track this place down...or the real place similar to it.
Then the organ began to go off, and everyone stood. The organ blared out "Here comes the Bride" from its metallic tubes in its own eerie way. One that touched someone's soul, and made them think about where they were in life. Then he turned his head back, to see the bride. It was Misty. She wore a beautiful full length wedding gown, with a long flowing train behind her. He just got that same fuzzy and warm feeling from earlier, he had never had in this dream...that feeling of, "Finally...together forever".
After she had finished her precession, The priest began the ceremony. It was quite beautiful, and Ash just smiled...this was his dream, but for some reason it seemed real, the same when he had held Misty earlier, and kissed her.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today for the marriage of Ash Ketchum and Misty Katsumi Waterflower," the priest said, then asked "Do you Ash, take Misty Katsumi Waterflower to be lawfully wedded wife? For richer or poorer, In sickness and in health, till death do you part?"
"I do." Ash said. He had this dream many, many times over the past five years. Now was when all went to hell. He had every conceivable wrong ending happen to this dream. The most often ending was something to extent of Misty slapping Ash, and saying 'How can I marry him! He's a complete loser!' then storming off and falling into Gary's arms. He hated that ending, it struck two of his deepest emotions. His love for Misty, and his disdain for Gary. Although the most abstract one he ever had, was something about pirates and a Jynx Elvis impersonator.
"Do you Misty, take Ash Ketchum to be your lawfully wedded husband? For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?" he asked Misty.
Ash was bracing for the slap, but nothing came. This was new, either his mind had finally gone off the deep end...or else the ghost that had so long haunted him disappeared. Then came the most unexpected part, she said "I do."
Ash was stunned....he had never gotten this far in the dream...was it actually going to finish? He just brushed the thought away as he gazed at Misty's glowing face. She was a women, not just a young women. She was maybe twenty-one or twenty-two, and her smile was as brilliant as ever.
"The rings please," the priest asked. Still nothing to disrupt it...he might just make it. He slipped his on Misty's soft and delicate finger, and she slipped hers on his. "If anyone has any reasonable cause to object to these getting married, speak now, or forever hold your peace."
Here it came, Ash thought. Here someone was going to pop up and say 'You can't marry her!' or 'You can't marry him!'. It was coming he could feel...Gary was lurking out thee somewhere. The moments drug on in agony...but still nothing...nothing...
"I now pronounce you man and wife, you may kiss the bride." the priest said to Ash. Inside he was freaking...this had never happened. A GOOD Misty dream? The demon had finally been defeated. He was free of the burden, and he was elated to be rid of it. He then proceeded to kiss Misty, in all of the full glory of their first kiss earlier...it just lasted...and lasted...and lasted.
Ash woke up...he woke up! His first good Misty dream and he woke up...he really wanted to hurt himself for ruining it...but still, he had the real deal tonight He fumbled with the sheets for a minute to try and get out of bed. He really hated hotel sheets, they were always the least soft materials in the world...and he knew. He finally managed to get out of bed, when he saw it was about three o'clock. He wondered how he'd managed to sleep for five hours...but he didn't really care.
He decided to take a shower...considering he hadn't since he landed in Cerulean City. He stepped into the bathroom and locked the door behind him...
Ash was still stuck in the room, and the door had locked behind him. Ash was getting frantic...he had spent the last three hours in there. He had first realized that he was locked in when he got out of the shower and tried to open the door. It wouldn't budge, so he tried some different ways in. First he tried to pick the lock with a Q-Tip, which failed miserably.
His second attempt was to try and shimmy it open, but he just couldn't...it was stuck. Ash, then proceeded to sit on the toilet and think of a way out of this. He needed Pikachu to give his brain a charge...that was it! Pikachu, he was the answer, and the plan was simple.
"Pikachu!" he shouted, and the little mouse ran up to the door. He heard a 'Pika' and knew that his friend was listening.
"Buddy, I need you to go get help...I'm stuck in here!" he cried to Pikachu.
"Pika Pika!" Pikachu called back and ran out and headed for the door when something caught his eye. It was a calender, and something was penned in for tonight. He Pikachu jumped up onto the counter and took a look at the hanging calender. It said 'Meet Misty, 5:00, Old West Church Park'.
He looked over at the clock on the VCR...it was nearly 6:00. Pikachu put two and two together. He knew what would happen if he didn't get Misty for help. Misty would think Ash left in the middle of the night, he disappeared. After they had finally revealed their long hidden secrets, both would be heart broken. Ash was happy, Misty was happy...Pikachu had to make it the Park before Misty left.
He jumped onto the doorknob, a good ten foot jump, and hung until the doorknob turned, opening the door. He ran out the open door and down te stairs and out of the hotel. He had to be quick, but he had no idea where West Church Park was...but he did have a clue.
In Pikachu's world, his nose tells him a lot. He could sense most of what was going around him by using his nose, when it hit him how he could find the Park and Misty. He began to sniff, looking for Ash's scent from earlier in the day. He found it, facing north. Pikachu then began to run as fast as his little legs would take him. If he followed the scent, and he'd find Misty.
His little legs kept going, and going. This place seemed like it was miles away, and Ash's scent was getting weaker...which was good. He finally, saw something of in the distance. He ran closer, and closer until he saw a lone figure in the lamplight, and he knew it was Misty. He then proceeded to jump towards her....
Misty was fuming, and ready to literally go ballistic. Ash was two hours late, and she knew why. He had run off, disappeared again. She had thought she would be going with him, so they could be together. She was wrong, again....but then a new thought entered her mind. What if he was off somewhere, hurt...or what if he had been called away? This brought a resurgence of hope which lasted a whole three seconds. That was when the other thought crossed her mind. What if had lied about how he felt? A lame attempt to score? She was almost ready to leave and never think about what's-his-name again. When she felt something club her on the back of the head.
She jumped ten feet straight up in the air, did a crude somersault while in the air, and landed with a loud thud on her butt. She was very scared, for whatever hit her was furry. Then something began moving towards, just beyond the light of the street lamp. It was coming, closer, and closer. Was it some sort of horrid and hideous monster that had come to kill her and pick the meat from her bones?
It was too close now, she could feel it coming, the fatal bite. It jumped, and she closed her eyes and screamed. She started to quiver, waiting for her last breathe. It didn't come though, and she was freaked. She then heard a "Chu!"
She opened her eyes to see Pikachu in her arms. "Pikachu! What are you doing???? You almost gave me a heart attack!" Misty scolded Pikachu.
"Pi, Pikapi, Chu! Pika Pika Pichu, Pikapi, Pikachu! Pikachu!" Pikachu told Misty in a frantically tired voice. He then slumped down in her arms, exhausted. The poor little guy she thought, as she held him in her arms. He was tired...must have been running away from that jerk Ash. First he had stood her up, then his Pikachu ran away from him, what a jerk.
"Pikachu, what are you doing here anyway?" she asked.
Pikachu, all the while, was enjoying this. A nice cozy place to spend a while. All he had to do was just play tired and let Misty do the rest. When it hit him...as he was resting, she could be walking away, leaving poor Ash locked in that room forever as his true love left. He immediately jumped down, as Misty asked her question.
He then began pulling on Misty's leg, and pointing back the way he came. Misty looked down at him, and a slightly worried look on her face. "Is there something wrong Pikachu?" she asked.
"Pika, Pikapi!" he said, bobbing his head and Misty finally got the message. The reason she finally got the message was that she remembered Pikachu's name for Ash...it was Pikapi. She then knew why Ash hadn't shown up....he was in trouble.
"Pikachu, lead the way! We have to help Ash!" she said, and the two of them ran out of the park, Pikachu leading the way. They followed the same route Pikachu had to get there, and were back to hotel in no time, because there was no danger and anyone losing anyone. They ascended the stairs, and were to the room.
They were able to get in because no one had shut the door after Pikachu had left the room. Misty charged in, and screamed, "Ash!"
"Misty? What are you doing here?" Misty heard a voice call from the bathroom. He made her way to the door and tried to open it, it was jammed.
"Ash, Pikachu came and got me, what's wrong? Are you OK?" she asked, concerned for Ash. She started to beat herself up for thinking what she had. How could she think Ash would leave her? He was better than that, she knew that. She had always known that, which was why she loved him.
"I'm a little claustrophobic...and I'm locked in! Get me outta here." Ash shouted out. Misty knew if Ash had to send Pikachu to get someone to help, he had tried everything. She decided to take the direct route to solving the problem. She stood up, and focused all of her energy into one powerful kick. She pulled her foot up and sent her leg flying into the door. The sound of wood shattering could be heard four floors away. It worked though, for the door had been knocked off of its hinges and fell down into the bathroom, almost clobbering Ash.
She saw him, just standing there. He gave a warming smile that only someone like him could give, a 'what took you so long' and 'I'm sorry for not being there' all rolled into one.. Complying with the laws of nature, when heat is applied, something melts. Seeing him in there, with that smile, melted any thoughts that he had left her, that he had gone, or Ash didn't love her like he said. She just ran into that bathroom, wrapped her arms around the one person in the world that was able to touch her heart, the only one who she could ever truly love, and kissed him. During that instant, she also made herself a promise. She would never let that ghost, that demon that haunted her for so long ever come out again, for she had seen how Ash really felt...and knew he was always coming back, and never going to disappear again.
