Hidden Love

                                                 Preface           

            It has been 14 years, and Ash and Misty still haven't admitted their true feelings to each Other. But it seems everyone knows it, and is just keeping it quiet. Well, some of them anyway. But, when an unexpected visitor appeared at the Ketchum Residence, everything goes wrong. Togepi is kidnapped! The only way to get her back is to put aside their differences, and work together, to do that they have to surrender their feelings to each other. Can they do this extremely difficult task and

Rescue Togepi? Read on to find out!

                                                Preface

                        Misty opened her journal to a clean page, and wrote:

            Dear Journal,                                        11-4-2001      

                        You know what Ash really can bug me sometimes! Like today he

             Asked me if I wanted to go with him while he trained his Pokemon. He is

            going to fight Lance, from the Elite Four, tomorrow.  Of course I said yes,

            which was a big mistake. When we got there, I took out my fishing rod, and

            went down to the river. When I was sitting there, I secretly watched him.

            While I was waiting for a bite, I took out Togepi. Suddenly I was pushed into

            the river. One thought was in my mind, Ash! When I reached the surface of the

            lake, I gulped up air, bringing relief to my lungs.

                        Tapping her pen on the page, she sighed at the memory. Watching

            Togepi and Pikachu play together, she began to write again :

                        I, jumped out of the water and chased him, till I fianlly caught him

            and when I did, I dragged him back to the lake. I pushed him in, and quickly

            gathered my things, and took off back to his house, back to his room. That's

            where am now, still waiting for him to get back. Pikachu even ran with me, back

            to the cottage, he rented. I even had the satisfaction, of seeing the shock on his 

            face before I took off. Well, he deserved!

                                                                                    Love,

                                                                              Misty Waterflower

                        Misty shut her journal, just as Ash's door swung open his door. He glared at her, he had no shirt, socks, or shoes on. Misty's smile turned into a grin as she studied him. Wet, mad, and beatiful, she sat up from her laying position, on his bed. She howled with laughter till tears sprang into her eyes, as she held he stomach. "You deserved it!" She managed between her howls.

            "Ha Ha Ha," Ash said sarcastically, as he pulled out a pair of boxers, and white tank top he always slept in, out of his bag. "I am taking a shower," he said, and noticed she already had. He walked out of bedroom, and into the bathroom. *She really is pretty! No! Not pretty, beatiful* Ash thought as he peeled out of the rest of the clothes he had on. He put the adjusted the water hotter then he usually did, and stepped into the shower. Washing his body, he kept thinking *Should I apologize to her? I was kinda mean to her to just push her into the river, without her expecting it. I'll apologize when I get out of the shower.* He turned the water off, dried himself off, and slipped his boxers and tank top on. With his towel he walked over to the mirror. Using his towel he wiped the steam off the mirror, and studied his face. Pink, scratched, and he even had bags under his eyes; he needed more sleep he decided. Good thing he scheduled his battle with Lance in late afternoon.

            Picking up his dirty, damp towel he folded it, and put it by the sink. Gathering his

Discarded clothes he opens the door and put his dirty clothes at the bottom of his bag. Turning around he spotted Misty asleep in a chair. Her head was resting in her arms. Walking over to her, he nudged the chair she was in away enough so he could lift her in his arms. *She'd changed into a nightgown* he realized as he layer her down on the queen size bed she claimed was hers. After pulling the covers over her, he kissed her cheek. "Sleep well my beauty." Ash moored as he turned and walked the rejected queen-size bed, Misty hadn't chosen. Visions of Misty went through his head, as he drifted into a happy slumber. Misty on the other hand, jerked upright, sweating, with a scream caught in her throat. Nausea curled in her stomach, she tried to force it down while she thought. *It's just a dream. It's just a dream. It's just---* Not able to any longer, she raced to the bathroom, and nausea took over.