Dancing Queen

Disclaimers: I do not own Pokemon. Simple enough. Also this story is a lot like Miss Congeniality. Not completely but a lot to the fact it is a American Beauty Pageant. So I do not own that either.

Author's Note: I saw that everyone enjoyed Upside Down… So I am trying to write sequel. I will need reviews urging me continue or I won't. He. He. He. Really. I have no clue if I should peruse this idea. I still have to finish Faith in a Child.


Chapter One: Argument

Misty shuffled through the bag.

She had to find it. She just had to.

She needed to be sure that it was indeed what she thought it was.

A sound caused the small red head to freeze. Misty glanced around to see it was only a Nocowl in the trees above. She wiped the sweat from her forehead. Misty couldn't let anyone see what she was doing.

Early that evening, Ash was staring at a piece of paper. He tucked away when she neared. But Misty already knew what it was. She stole his pack once everyone went asleep and ran into the forest to open it. She found only lots of useless stuff and a whole lot of underwear so far.

Her hand clasped onto a small piece of paper wrapped in one of Ash's shirts. It was what she thought it was. This hurt her more then the thought. It was a Bike Voucher.


The morning erupted with another of the usual arguments. Ash and Misty were fighting over seats at the campfire. It didn't last long.

Brock managed to bring out breakfast and Ash and Misty stopped temporarily. It wasn't till after breakfast did the real fighting start.

"Misty! Why is my pack all disorganized?! You went into didn't you!" Ash accused rashly.

"Did not!" Misty replied curtly her face burning pink.

"Did too! I know you were mad about me reading that diary of yours but sheesh! Why are you looking through my stuff?!

"I did not look through your stuff!" Misty shouted back.

"Yeah! Sure Misty! I believe that!" Ash growled.

"Why are you always pointing the finger at me every time something bad that happens to you?!"

"Because most of the time it is you!"

"The bad things that happen to you are your own fault, Ash Ketchum, no one else's!"

"Stop trying to twist the argument into something it's not about! My bag! You touched it!"

"You went through my diary. I don't see why I can't go through your bag."

"So you did go through my stuff!"

"I never said that."

"Yes, yes you did. I just heard you. What do you think this is revenge?

"No..."

"Do you think I keep little pink diaries around for you to read?"

"No!"

"Ohhhh," said Ash in a mocking voice and fluttering his eyelashes. "I'm just head over heels for water pokemon and I just can't wait to get a peticure in the next town over."

"Stop it."

"Ash, you better stop..." interceded Brock. Ash didn't listen to either

"I'm a gym leader but I can't even win in the most basic battle challenges. I probably only got the title cause of my family- not because of skill..."

"Stop it, Ash!"

"And I looooooooove-"

"I hate you!" Misty shouted slamming her open palm against his face. It just slipped.

It hit the target. There was a long and painful silence.

"Likewise." Ash said softly rubbing his red cheek.

Misty fought back the anger wave of tears that threatened to break her down, "Then why don't I just leave? For good this time."

Brock and Pikachu turned pale. They had been watching and suddenly they were realizing that the fate of Ash and Misty's friendship was hanging on a thin thread.

"Nothing is stopping you," Ash hissed.

Misty gulped. There was something stopping her. Something so huge that she was sure that Ash would never understand. She was terribly in love with him. These constant quarrels only seemed to prove that Nurse Joy was right.

Misty took a deep breath, "Give me the voucher…"

Ash blinked. This had stung more then anything else Misty had said before.

How did she know? Ash bit his lip.

Misty saw he was on the verge of tears. Suddenly face lightened. He smirked lightly. He pulled out of his pack the voucher and gave it to her. She clutched the paper. She got what she wanted all along but why did she still feel so empty? Cause it wasn't the real reason.

Misty's eyes met his. She saw no pity for her in his eyes. Course not, she had hurt him. He didn't even seem sorry anymore. Did he even realize she was leaving him, or did he even care?

"Goodbye Ash." Misty said softly.

Ash nodded and smirked a bit more, "Whatever."

The thread had snapped…


Ash watched Misty pack up her stuff and leave. How he longed to tell her to stay. That he really wanted them to be friends again. But even he didn't have that much courage.

Misty would glance up at him time to time but Ash couldn't look back. She had hurt him. Misty knew that taking the voucher meant they were no longer friends.

Misty stood up and gazed over the camp on last time. Her eyes stopped at Ash. Ash keep his back turned. He didn't want Misty to see his tears.

Misty sighed. She picked up her bag and swung it over her shoulder and then grabbed Togepi. She turned and left

Ash stood up and twisted around just to see Misty walk out of his sight. Ash let a sad moan. Even if she decided to come back now Ash was sure he couldn't forgive her. She had taken away his trust and hurt him terribly.

"Goodbye… Forever."

To Be Continued…
Please R + R!

So was that a lousy attempt to write a sequel or what? I won't be writing it fully untill I finish Faith in a Child. But please tell me… Is this story worth writing more in?