Ahahahahahahaha. I got sixteen reviews quicker than I thought I would.
Well, I must say it came as a small surprise. I think I will make you guys
go to thirty-two now! Nah that'd be cruel. I'll make it twenty-five okay?
Anyway I think some of you need to re-read chapter four if you don't
understand the situation with pikachu. It is, as always, my pleasure to
write this fic. I noticed I have made some very notable little mistakes in
the last few chapter, and when I finish writing this I promise to go back
and fix those. I'm certain future readers will appreciate that. Erm
anyway if you guys are interested I plan on having this fic be EXACTLY ten
chapters long. So, I want some votes on what I should write next.
That way I will know what story I SHOULD be dreaming up when a lecture about Linux comes up from one of my proffesors. If you don't have suggestions I currently have good ideas for an Evangelion, Outlaw Star, DBZ, Escaflowne, and Chrono Trigger/Cross Saga. I also have my origenal story I've been making called Fusion. I put together a few chapter in beta version, and posted them online as one chapter. If you think I am a decent writer than DO NOT read it. Whenever or not I start another fan-fic after this one I plan to fix problems with the story, and to also put the chapters up in it individually. I have worked hard on Fusion, and when the beta version is done I plan to write the alpha copy and get it published. I know this is a long rant from me, but I wanted to let you guys know. Next time you write a review let me know what you want. Hell, give me an e- mail if you want a teaser on the fics I have in mind. Also, if you are curious about Fusion make sure and ask me. I would hate for anyone to read it as incomplete as it is. Anyway that is the end of my spiel, so enjoy the promised chapter.
~Naso
"Maby I'll never get over this."
-Gene Starwind/Outlaw Star-
**I believe I spelled his name right, but if I didn't then tuff sh*t cus' that's how I spell it.**
Chapter 5- Farewell Pikachu
Ash stepped silently into the dimly lit operating room. The docters had finished with pikachu and had left so as not to be in Ash's way. Nurse Joy had explained to him that pikachu wasn't going to survive. Normally Ash would have argued with her, and rushed to prove her wrong. This time was different. Somehow as soon as the Gyrados had hit pikachu, he knew. That his closest friend for almost three years, was not going to be with him anymore. Ash stood hesitantly in the doorway and looked at the almost lifeless bundle on the gurney. Pikachu looked so tired, and she was sewn up in various places around her body. Ash wanted to run, screw his duty as a trainer. That was crap! He was still only a teenager, and he had to say goodbye to a friend like this?! Then he heard pikachu wheeze.
'Pik-a?' the little mon' squeked out sensing it's owner was nearby. Ash personally didn't know if pikachu could see right now, and forgetting his fear he walked over and laid his hand on the pokemon's head to calm her. This wasn't fair, but not to him he realized now. He was afraid because he was a kid, and that he couldn't handle it. Pikachu though, she had to cope with dying. Ash would put aside all his fears if it meant easing that burden. Consequently he now sat silently, cradling his beloved pet's head with one hand. He was so scared that if he touched any other part of her he would hurt her. Ash felt a tear come to his eye, and he was glad that his pokemon most likely couldn't see it. He silently wondered who was the sadder sight right now. Pikachu would most likely agree.
'Pik, pika-pi?' pikachu asked, and in a way he had to him, Ash understood. "Of course it's me pikachu." He said softly, "I wouldn't leave ya, you know that." His pokemon sighed somewhat, but it seemed almost a gasp. Breathing seemed to take all of her attention right now, and when pikachu spoke it seemed to tire her more than a thunderbolt could. "If you got anything to get off your chest, now's the time yaknow." Ash said to his mon'. 'Pika?' the little mouse lifted it's head curiosly with a streangth forgotten a few seconds ago. "Well." Ash started slowly, "What I mean is, if you want to gripe at me for any of my mistakes, or for getting you into this mess now's the time." Pikachu seemed to chuckle at this then winced. 'Pikaaaa.' It whined at him. "Sorry." Ash said petting pikachu gently.
"So, I'm a decent trainer I guess. You'd never say otherwise by now would you?" Ash asked and pikachu sighed, "Right, enough on that. Pikachu, is there anything I can do? To make you feel better?" Pikachu nodded slightly and held up to little toes on one paw. 'Pichu, pichto.' She rasped and Ash understood. 'Take care of the kids.' Ash mentally noted, and then pikachu brought her paw up again holding two more of her toes. 'Pi! Picha." She said smiling as she ticked off the last two requests. Ash knew the pet names the pokemon had for people. Ash was Pi, and Pich was.
Then his thoughts were interupted as pikachu went into a spasming fit. He held the animal, and it soon gained some control. She was still trembling though, and her eyes held no more life in them. Still the little gal held up the paw though to hear Ash promise. Ash smiled and stroked her head. "K, pikachu. I promise I'll tell Misty. You can count on it." He said. Then he frowned as pikachu laid back it's head and smiled. Slowly she closed her eyes, and committed herself to eternal rest. Ash gripped the gurney with his other hand as hard as he could, as he still held his now dead pokemon in his other hand. He let the tears spill down his cheeks as his grief overcame him, and when nurse Joy entered a few minutes later she found him hunched over and sobbing. She just stood, and let him cry.
When Ash finnally got a hold on himself the nurse put her arms around him from behind and embraced him. "That was one of the kindest things I have ever seen a trainer do for a pokemon Ash." She told him, "Pikachu left very happy." Ash nodded and shrugged the nurse off. "I think I need to be alone right now." Ash stated dimly. The nurse nodded, but she interjected once more when Ash was at the door. "One of the pokemon's children is with the girl in the waiting room? You should tell her." The nurse reminded Ash. He just nodded and walked out. He made his way down the hall ignoring everything until he was in the waiting room. Upon his arrivel he was embraced by several strong hugs at once. Glancing up he smiled lightly.
Currently Misty, Brock, his mom, and a Pichu were hugging him as tightly as he could. He took a sad note of the fact Poppy was hugging Ash to be nice, and didn't know that her mom had just died. When his friends released him, Ash saw Gary give him a sypathetic look from across the hall. Hugging wasn't comfortable with Gary, and he wasn't comfortable with hugging. Ash knew he was there for him thought. If he had been there earlier he would have learned that Gary had re-scheaduled his and Misty's match for the weekend after the school dance. Gary didn't want a fight right now. No one did. Misty stole a concerned look at Ash's features from behind his black bangs, and she noticed the tears that were still welled up in the sides. "Hey Mist could you give Poppy to my mom? I got to talk to you." Ash told the red head. She readilly agreed and handed the ever chipper Poppy over to Delia. Then Ash and Misty went for a walk down one of the hallways.
"So, what do I need to know?" Misty asked Ash. "Pikachu trusts you completely." Ash told her, "But she told me to watch the other two carefully." Misty had an arm wrapped around Ash's waist and was leaning into the boy's shoulder as they walked. She had worn a pair of longer shorts, and a green tee to the match with Gary, and she still wore it now.
**I actually didn't write what she wore then, because then you'd have her in your head when you read the fight.**
Ash had a misfitting black shirt to replace his torn one, and it was graciously loose and didn't hurt his arm. He still had the shorts from earlier on a well as his cap. "You know she wanted me to do something else." He said promting Misty to inquire, and she did. "What was that?" the girl asked him lightly. "She said, that I should tell you how I feel about you." Ash said, and as he said this he turned Misty around to face him. He locked his eyes to hers before he continued. "Misty I can't honestly say I love you right now, but I feel something for you I haven't ever fealt for someone before. You're special to me, and I don't want to miss the oppurtunity to be with you." He said, and his eyes read complete sincerity.
She did however, turn her gaze from his. "So this is about the dance?" Misty asked him, but she was interupted when Ash kissed her. It was short, and it was sweet. Then, Ash pulled away from her. "No, it was about that." Ash told her, "The dance is just something to do because of that." Misty looked totally fizzaled right now. She had kept her control longer than she had thought possible. Through pikachu's death, she had been calm. She had keeped cool even when Ash admitted he liked her, but now he had just kissed her. Her brain was officailly in suspended animation. Until he said her name again that is.
"Misty, I don't think I can take your silence as a yes. Please don't bug out on me now." Ash said. She frowned and re-focused her eyes on Ash. "We'll talk Ash." She simply said, and then she walked off. Ash then leaned back against the wall in a bittersweet victory. "There, I did it pikachu. Hey, I'm still alive two so she must like me." He said to his friend who was supposedly in that big pokeball in the sky, "I'll, really miss you pikachu. I'll never let this happen to your daughter or son I promise. I will be more responsible from now on." Then he broke down slightly, and he cried. When he felt good enough to stop he went back to the waiting room, and got checked out before leaving with his mom. Brock decided to crash with him that night rather than wear his Onix out further. Ash closed weary eyes that night, and focused his thoughts on three things. One was the Pichu's, another was Misty, and the third, well that was a work in progress. Ash passed out without another thought, and thankfully he dreampt peacefully.
~Fin.
I wrote this one at night like the last one. Next chapter is preparations for the dance as well as a few other things. There's something different about the way Ash acts when pikachu is gone, and you'll see what I mean. What's going to happen to that Gyrados with Misty anyway? Well I will let your minds wander, since mine only wants to go to bed. Short chapter, but get me to twenty five reviews, and I promise a longer one. This was what it was titled to be. Farewell pikachu. I love the little dear I honestly do. Next time, which will be a long time from now, I will write another fic where pikachu is treated much better. Later everyone!
~Naso
That way I will know what story I SHOULD be dreaming up when a lecture about Linux comes up from one of my proffesors. If you don't have suggestions I currently have good ideas for an Evangelion, Outlaw Star, DBZ, Escaflowne, and Chrono Trigger/Cross Saga. I also have my origenal story I've been making called Fusion. I put together a few chapter in beta version, and posted them online as one chapter. If you think I am a decent writer than DO NOT read it. Whenever or not I start another fan-fic after this one I plan to fix problems with the story, and to also put the chapters up in it individually. I have worked hard on Fusion, and when the beta version is done I plan to write the alpha copy and get it published. I know this is a long rant from me, but I wanted to let you guys know. Next time you write a review let me know what you want. Hell, give me an e- mail if you want a teaser on the fics I have in mind. Also, if you are curious about Fusion make sure and ask me. I would hate for anyone to read it as incomplete as it is. Anyway that is the end of my spiel, so enjoy the promised chapter.
~Naso
"Maby I'll never get over this."
-Gene Starwind/Outlaw Star-
**I believe I spelled his name right, but if I didn't then tuff sh*t cus' that's how I spell it.**
Chapter 5- Farewell Pikachu
Ash stepped silently into the dimly lit operating room. The docters had finished with pikachu and had left so as not to be in Ash's way. Nurse Joy had explained to him that pikachu wasn't going to survive. Normally Ash would have argued with her, and rushed to prove her wrong. This time was different. Somehow as soon as the Gyrados had hit pikachu, he knew. That his closest friend for almost three years, was not going to be with him anymore. Ash stood hesitantly in the doorway and looked at the almost lifeless bundle on the gurney. Pikachu looked so tired, and she was sewn up in various places around her body. Ash wanted to run, screw his duty as a trainer. That was crap! He was still only a teenager, and he had to say goodbye to a friend like this?! Then he heard pikachu wheeze.
'Pik-a?' the little mon' squeked out sensing it's owner was nearby. Ash personally didn't know if pikachu could see right now, and forgetting his fear he walked over and laid his hand on the pokemon's head to calm her. This wasn't fair, but not to him he realized now. He was afraid because he was a kid, and that he couldn't handle it. Pikachu though, she had to cope with dying. Ash would put aside all his fears if it meant easing that burden. Consequently he now sat silently, cradling his beloved pet's head with one hand. He was so scared that if he touched any other part of her he would hurt her. Ash felt a tear come to his eye, and he was glad that his pokemon most likely couldn't see it. He silently wondered who was the sadder sight right now. Pikachu would most likely agree.
'Pik, pika-pi?' pikachu asked, and in a way he had to him, Ash understood. "Of course it's me pikachu." He said softly, "I wouldn't leave ya, you know that." His pokemon sighed somewhat, but it seemed almost a gasp. Breathing seemed to take all of her attention right now, and when pikachu spoke it seemed to tire her more than a thunderbolt could. "If you got anything to get off your chest, now's the time yaknow." Ash said to his mon'. 'Pika?' the little mouse lifted it's head curiosly with a streangth forgotten a few seconds ago. "Well." Ash started slowly, "What I mean is, if you want to gripe at me for any of my mistakes, or for getting you into this mess now's the time." Pikachu seemed to chuckle at this then winced. 'Pikaaaa.' It whined at him. "Sorry." Ash said petting pikachu gently.
"So, I'm a decent trainer I guess. You'd never say otherwise by now would you?" Ash asked and pikachu sighed, "Right, enough on that. Pikachu, is there anything I can do? To make you feel better?" Pikachu nodded slightly and held up to little toes on one paw. 'Pichu, pichto.' She rasped and Ash understood. 'Take care of the kids.' Ash mentally noted, and then pikachu brought her paw up again holding two more of her toes. 'Pi! Picha." She said smiling as she ticked off the last two requests. Ash knew the pet names the pokemon had for people. Ash was Pi, and Pich was.
Then his thoughts were interupted as pikachu went into a spasming fit. He held the animal, and it soon gained some control. She was still trembling though, and her eyes held no more life in them. Still the little gal held up the paw though to hear Ash promise. Ash smiled and stroked her head. "K, pikachu. I promise I'll tell Misty. You can count on it." He said. Then he frowned as pikachu laid back it's head and smiled. Slowly she closed her eyes, and committed herself to eternal rest. Ash gripped the gurney with his other hand as hard as he could, as he still held his now dead pokemon in his other hand. He let the tears spill down his cheeks as his grief overcame him, and when nurse Joy entered a few minutes later she found him hunched over and sobbing. She just stood, and let him cry.
When Ash finnally got a hold on himself the nurse put her arms around him from behind and embraced him. "That was one of the kindest things I have ever seen a trainer do for a pokemon Ash." She told him, "Pikachu left very happy." Ash nodded and shrugged the nurse off. "I think I need to be alone right now." Ash stated dimly. The nurse nodded, but she interjected once more when Ash was at the door. "One of the pokemon's children is with the girl in the waiting room? You should tell her." The nurse reminded Ash. He just nodded and walked out. He made his way down the hall ignoring everything until he was in the waiting room. Upon his arrivel he was embraced by several strong hugs at once. Glancing up he smiled lightly.
Currently Misty, Brock, his mom, and a Pichu were hugging him as tightly as he could. He took a sad note of the fact Poppy was hugging Ash to be nice, and didn't know that her mom had just died. When his friends released him, Ash saw Gary give him a sypathetic look from across the hall. Hugging wasn't comfortable with Gary, and he wasn't comfortable with hugging. Ash knew he was there for him thought. If he had been there earlier he would have learned that Gary had re-scheaduled his and Misty's match for the weekend after the school dance. Gary didn't want a fight right now. No one did. Misty stole a concerned look at Ash's features from behind his black bangs, and she noticed the tears that were still welled up in the sides. "Hey Mist could you give Poppy to my mom? I got to talk to you." Ash told the red head. She readilly agreed and handed the ever chipper Poppy over to Delia. Then Ash and Misty went for a walk down one of the hallways.
"So, what do I need to know?" Misty asked Ash. "Pikachu trusts you completely." Ash told her, "But she told me to watch the other two carefully." Misty had an arm wrapped around Ash's waist and was leaning into the boy's shoulder as they walked. She had worn a pair of longer shorts, and a green tee to the match with Gary, and she still wore it now.
**I actually didn't write what she wore then, because then you'd have her in your head when you read the fight.**
Ash had a misfitting black shirt to replace his torn one, and it was graciously loose and didn't hurt his arm. He still had the shorts from earlier on a well as his cap. "You know she wanted me to do something else." He said promting Misty to inquire, and she did. "What was that?" the girl asked him lightly. "She said, that I should tell you how I feel about you." Ash said, and as he said this he turned Misty around to face him. He locked his eyes to hers before he continued. "Misty I can't honestly say I love you right now, but I feel something for you I haven't ever fealt for someone before. You're special to me, and I don't want to miss the oppurtunity to be with you." He said, and his eyes read complete sincerity.
She did however, turn her gaze from his. "So this is about the dance?" Misty asked him, but she was interupted when Ash kissed her. It was short, and it was sweet. Then, Ash pulled away from her. "No, it was about that." Ash told her, "The dance is just something to do because of that." Misty looked totally fizzaled right now. She had kept her control longer than she had thought possible. Through pikachu's death, she had been calm. She had keeped cool even when Ash admitted he liked her, but now he had just kissed her. Her brain was officailly in suspended animation. Until he said her name again that is.
"Misty, I don't think I can take your silence as a yes. Please don't bug out on me now." Ash said. She frowned and re-focused her eyes on Ash. "We'll talk Ash." She simply said, and then she walked off. Ash then leaned back against the wall in a bittersweet victory. "There, I did it pikachu. Hey, I'm still alive two so she must like me." He said to his friend who was supposedly in that big pokeball in the sky, "I'll, really miss you pikachu. I'll never let this happen to your daughter or son I promise. I will be more responsible from now on." Then he broke down slightly, and he cried. When he felt good enough to stop he went back to the waiting room, and got checked out before leaving with his mom. Brock decided to crash with him that night rather than wear his Onix out further. Ash closed weary eyes that night, and focused his thoughts on three things. One was the Pichu's, another was Misty, and the third, well that was a work in progress. Ash passed out without another thought, and thankfully he dreampt peacefully.
~Fin.
I wrote this one at night like the last one. Next chapter is preparations for the dance as well as a few other things. There's something different about the way Ash acts when pikachu is gone, and you'll see what I mean. What's going to happen to that Gyrados with Misty anyway? Well I will let your minds wander, since mine only wants to go to bed. Short chapter, but get me to twenty five reviews, and I promise a longer one. This was what it was titled to be. Farewell pikachu. I love the little dear I honestly do. Next time, which will be a long time from now, I will write another fic where pikachu is treated much better. Later everyone!
~Naso