The Emerald League ~ Paper Hearts
By Himitsu no Hi
(Nb- *...* is dreaming)
Gentle snoring echoed quietly through the small blue room. Ash lay sound asleep, his mouth wide open in a goofy smile. His body stretched out over the entire bed with a stray leg sticking outside of the covers. Pikachu lay on his chest, which bobbed up and down as he inhaled. Elena had fallen asleep at Ash's side her head resting gently on the bedside table. Bulba snored loudly in her lap. The room was full of tranquillity and peace.
As Ash slept his dreams were filled with memories of the past few weeks.
*Ash stood on the trainers square in the Indigo Plato, his heart thumping. It was his 5th battle at the Indigo league. Last year he had lost this round to his new friend Richie - he wasn't going to loose again.
"Charizard! Finish it off- fire spin!" he yelled confidently. The other trainer gritted his teeth,
"Dewgong counter attack...Ice beam now!"
The fire and ice crashed sending an explosive echo around the stadium. Ash watched on...he knew Charizard could win.
Suddenly Dewgong's ice beam depleted, it had been weakened in the last battle and had done all that it could. Fire swirled around it, the flames roaring. As the smoke cleared the referee ran to the fallen Pokémon,
"Dewgong is defeated. Red trainer Ash Ketchum is the winner."
Ash could feel the excitement building up inside, but before he had the chance to explode in a round of "I won, I won, I won!" he felt a pair of soft arms wrap around him.
"Ash you did it!" Misty cried, nearly strangling him. He turned around and smiled, she looked back at him, her face slightly flushed and her eyes shining. She grabbed him again, kissing him gently on the cheek,
"Congratulations!"
He blushed, something seemed odd about this...his felt dazed as if a sudden rush of new sensations had overwhelmed him. His mind raced...what was it, this feeling? (Well ash is kind of slow isn't he?) He couldn't concentrate as people swarmed around him and Misty slowly faded into the background of the crowd. *
Ash stirred in his sleep, pulling his leg back under the blankets.
*Music filled his thoughts and scenes from the Pokémon festival filtered in through his memory. Ash was sitting by the punch bowl staring unconsciously over at Misty. He had been thinking a lot about her recently, but even now...looking at her from afar he couldn't understand the change. He had not noticed before how beautiful she looked, her soft hair lying over her shoulders and aqua eyes shining happily. There was a strange feeling in his skin, for some reason as he sat there it appeared to tingle. He blamed it at first on the amount of punch he had had to drink, but still...how could he be sure. Had this been what Rudy had meant?
"One day you'll understand"*
The lightning flashed outside making Ash bury his face deeper into the blanket.
*Rain pounded against his skin, his muscles ached as he held onto the rope bridge for dear life, his feet dangled dangerously over the edge. He looked down to Pikachu who lay deathly still in his spare arm. His mind raced again- how could he get out of this? What could he do to save Pikachu? He looked up in search of an answer and saw Misty's face. Her delicate features cracked with something...something like - fear, but stronger.
"Just hold on Ash!" she yelled, struggling against the wind. He knew she was slipping...risking her own life to save his. She was always there-always with him at every step of his Pokémon journey; she had stood by him always.
A feeling of emptiness swept over him as the warmth of her hand slipped away as he fell.
"Misty!" *
The thunder crashed in the grey sky outside knocking Ash from his sleep. His eyes flickered open for a moment, expecting to see Misty's worried face, or was it that he simply wanted to see her face? To recall the emotion that flooded her eyes, the emotion he could almost feel when she said his name -the feeling that he could never quite grasp hold of...
His gaze instead came to rest on the face of another girl...someone who could only be described as an angel. He blinked, stunned by the sudden feeling of warmth which blocked out all other thoughts.
Such a familiar feeling...
He tried to speak, to reach out to her, but he was too weak. His eyes began to close.
*"Its okay, your safe." The angel had whispered to him. *
Ash rubbed his head against the soft pillow,
"I'm safe now...everything is okay." He thought drifting back into a deeper sleep.
Later that morning the sun was still hidden by the dark storm clouds and although the rain had lessened somewhat, thunder and lightning still controlled the sky. In the quiet cabin Ash began to stir from his sleep. His eyes flickered open. Sitting up he stretched out his arms and yawned. He sleepily glanced around the room instinctively looking again for Misty, but once more he instead saw her...the Angel. He found himself mesmerized by her; she looked so peaceful sleeping beside him. Instinctively Ash reached out his hand, gently pushing a strand of fallen hair from her face. As he did so however, he tipped Pikachu from its resting place, onto the hard floor.
"CCCHHHUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!" it yelled sending sparks of electricity around the room, bouncing off the walls and ceiling.
"Pi...Ka...Chuuuuu! Knock...it...oooffff!!!" Ash yelled sparking like a light bulb.
"Pikachu." It apologized, as the light show ceased, its hands innocently held behind its back.
The jolt shock had woken up Ash's Angel, who now...looking a little charred sat up and yawned. Looking to Ash she smiled,
"Good Morning."
Elena started to giggle the fuzzy feeling she had from the shock was ticklish. Her laughter was infectious and soon everyone was smiling happily. Ash grinned, there was definitely something...
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In the quiet darkness Misty slipped her pink jacket over her thin shoulders and pulled it closely around her waist. She lingered for a moment by the window, glazing silently out of the rain-speckled glass before slipping out of her room.
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Brock wandered slowly down stairs to the lobby, it was still the early hours of the morning and he didn't expect to see anyone there, but to his surprise nurse Joy stood at the foot of the stairs looking worriedly up at him.
"I was just on my way to get you Brock," she said hurriedly
"Why what's wrong Nurse Joy?" he asked concerned.
"Its Misty she left a minute ago, I tried to stop her Brock, but she was too determined to leave, there was nothing I could do. She is in great danger going out in that storm, you have to go find her and bring her back!"
Brock barely allowed Nurse Joy to finish speaking before he dashed out into the downpour. He had already lost Ash; he wasn't about to loose Misty as well.
Outside the icy rain bounced off his skin like hail as he ran through the streets, practically wading through the water flooding every lane,
He cried out for Misty in vain- his voice lost to the wind, returned no reply. He searched frantically, for what had seemed like hours until finally he found her on the road leading to the forest.
"MISTY!" he called as he neared her shivering form. Misty turned around to look at him, her hair soaked and drooping she simply shook her head at him and started to walk again. Brock ran quickly to catch up to her. He reached out and grabbed her shoulder with both hands, spinning her around; his eyes bore into her own,
"Misty what are you doing?"
She looked back at him sorrowful and resentful,
"I'm going to get Ash back! ... I'll search the riverbanks, he must be there...I saw light in the forest...its Ash I know it is! I know he's still alive Brock, I just know it."
"Misty, you can't its too dangerous! The storm-"
The rain disguised the tears that burned her face, as she broke free from Brock's tentative grip,
"NO!" she cried, "Brock you don't understand ... I don't care what happens to me.... I love him!"
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Author's babble:
Hello again!!
Thank you so so much to all the people who have reviewed! I was surprised that so many have people read the story and liked it!
I do hope you're all still enjoying it!! The next few parts may take longer for me to get out as I'm quite busy being back at school etc but they'll be done ASAP!
(The story was written two years ago--but I am editing some bits to try and improve it as I go^_^)
Thankies again!
See ya next time!
H.n.H
Ps)- anime*romancelover: 0.o I have problems? Nani?! What-cha mean?
Its rude to ask a lady her age (::grins::) -but since you asked anyway...I'm 18 in 17 days! ^_^
By Himitsu no Hi
(Nb- *...* is dreaming)
Gentle snoring echoed quietly through the small blue room. Ash lay sound asleep, his mouth wide open in a goofy smile. His body stretched out over the entire bed with a stray leg sticking outside of the covers. Pikachu lay on his chest, which bobbed up and down as he inhaled. Elena had fallen asleep at Ash's side her head resting gently on the bedside table. Bulba snored loudly in her lap. The room was full of tranquillity and peace.
As Ash slept his dreams were filled with memories of the past few weeks.
*Ash stood on the trainers square in the Indigo Plato, his heart thumping. It was his 5th battle at the Indigo league. Last year he had lost this round to his new friend Richie - he wasn't going to loose again.
"Charizard! Finish it off- fire spin!" he yelled confidently. The other trainer gritted his teeth,
"Dewgong counter attack...Ice beam now!"
The fire and ice crashed sending an explosive echo around the stadium. Ash watched on...he knew Charizard could win.
Suddenly Dewgong's ice beam depleted, it had been weakened in the last battle and had done all that it could. Fire swirled around it, the flames roaring. As the smoke cleared the referee ran to the fallen Pokémon,
"Dewgong is defeated. Red trainer Ash Ketchum is the winner."
Ash could feel the excitement building up inside, but before he had the chance to explode in a round of "I won, I won, I won!" he felt a pair of soft arms wrap around him.
"Ash you did it!" Misty cried, nearly strangling him. He turned around and smiled, she looked back at him, her face slightly flushed and her eyes shining. She grabbed him again, kissing him gently on the cheek,
"Congratulations!"
He blushed, something seemed odd about this...his felt dazed as if a sudden rush of new sensations had overwhelmed him. His mind raced...what was it, this feeling? (Well ash is kind of slow isn't he?) He couldn't concentrate as people swarmed around him and Misty slowly faded into the background of the crowd. *
Ash stirred in his sleep, pulling his leg back under the blankets.
*Music filled his thoughts and scenes from the Pokémon festival filtered in through his memory. Ash was sitting by the punch bowl staring unconsciously over at Misty. He had been thinking a lot about her recently, but even now...looking at her from afar he couldn't understand the change. He had not noticed before how beautiful she looked, her soft hair lying over her shoulders and aqua eyes shining happily. There was a strange feeling in his skin, for some reason as he sat there it appeared to tingle. He blamed it at first on the amount of punch he had had to drink, but still...how could he be sure. Had this been what Rudy had meant?
"One day you'll understand"*
The lightning flashed outside making Ash bury his face deeper into the blanket.
*Rain pounded against his skin, his muscles ached as he held onto the rope bridge for dear life, his feet dangled dangerously over the edge. He looked down to Pikachu who lay deathly still in his spare arm. His mind raced again- how could he get out of this? What could he do to save Pikachu? He looked up in search of an answer and saw Misty's face. Her delicate features cracked with something...something like - fear, but stronger.
"Just hold on Ash!" she yelled, struggling against the wind. He knew she was slipping...risking her own life to save his. She was always there-always with him at every step of his Pokémon journey; she had stood by him always.
A feeling of emptiness swept over him as the warmth of her hand slipped away as he fell.
"Misty!" *
The thunder crashed in the grey sky outside knocking Ash from his sleep. His eyes flickered open for a moment, expecting to see Misty's worried face, or was it that he simply wanted to see her face? To recall the emotion that flooded her eyes, the emotion he could almost feel when she said his name -the feeling that he could never quite grasp hold of...
His gaze instead came to rest on the face of another girl...someone who could only be described as an angel. He blinked, stunned by the sudden feeling of warmth which blocked out all other thoughts.
Such a familiar feeling...
He tried to speak, to reach out to her, but he was too weak. His eyes began to close.
*"Its okay, your safe." The angel had whispered to him. *
Ash rubbed his head against the soft pillow,
"I'm safe now...everything is okay." He thought drifting back into a deeper sleep.
Later that morning the sun was still hidden by the dark storm clouds and although the rain had lessened somewhat, thunder and lightning still controlled the sky. In the quiet cabin Ash began to stir from his sleep. His eyes flickered open. Sitting up he stretched out his arms and yawned. He sleepily glanced around the room instinctively looking again for Misty, but once more he instead saw her...the Angel. He found himself mesmerized by her; she looked so peaceful sleeping beside him. Instinctively Ash reached out his hand, gently pushing a strand of fallen hair from her face. As he did so however, he tipped Pikachu from its resting place, onto the hard floor.
"CCCHHHUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!" it yelled sending sparks of electricity around the room, bouncing off the walls and ceiling.
"Pi...Ka...Chuuuuu! Knock...it...oooffff!!!" Ash yelled sparking like a light bulb.
"Pikachu." It apologized, as the light show ceased, its hands innocently held behind its back.
The jolt shock had woken up Ash's Angel, who now...looking a little charred sat up and yawned. Looking to Ash she smiled,
"Good Morning."
Elena started to giggle the fuzzy feeling she had from the shock was ticklish. Her laughter was infectious and soon everyone was smiling happily. Ash grinned, there was definitely something...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the quiet darkness Misty slipped her pink jacket over her thin shoulders and pulled it closely around her waist. She lingered for a moment by the window, glazing silently out of the rain-speckled glass before slipping out of her room.
~~~~~~~~~~
Brock wandered slowly down stairs to the lobby, it was still the early hours of the morning and he didn't expect to see anyone there, but to his surprise nurse Joy stood at the foot of the stairs looking worriedly up at him.
"I was just on my way to get you Brock," she said hurriedly
"Why what's wrong Nurse Joy?" he asked concerned.
"Its Misty she left a minute ago, I tried to stop her Brock, but she was too determined to leave, there was nothing I could do. She is in great danger going out in that storm, you have to go find her and bring her back!"
Brock barely allowed Nurse Joy to finish speaking before he dashed out into the downpour. He had already lost Ash; he wasn't about to loose Misty as well.
Outside the icy rain bounced off his skin like hail as he ran through the streets, practically wading through the water flooding every lane,
He cried out for Misty in vain- his voice lost to the wind, returned no reply. He searched frantically, for what had seemed like hours until finally he found her on the road leading to the forest.
"MISTY!" he called as he neared her shivering form. Misty turned around to look at him, her hair soaked and drooping she simply shook her head at him and started to walk again. Brock ran quickly to catch up to her. He reached out and grabbed her shoulder with both hands, spinning her around; his eyes bore into her own,
"Misty what are you doing?"
She looked back at him sorrowful and resentful,
"I'm going to get Ash back! ... I'll search the riverbanks, he must be there...I saw light in the forest...its Ash I know it is! I know he's still alive Brock, I just know it."
"Misty, you can't its too dangerous! The storm-"
The rain disguised the tears that burned her face, as she broke free from Brock's tentative grip,
"NO!" she cried, "Brock you don't understand ... I don't care what happens to me.... I love him!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Author's babble:
Hello again!!
Thank you so so much to all the people who have reviewed! I was surprised that so many have people read the story and liked it!
I do hope you're all still enjoying it!! The next few parts may take longer for me to get out as I'm quite busy being back at school etc but they'll be done ASAP!
(The story was written two years ago--but I am editing some bits to try and improve it as I go^_^)
Thankies again!
See ya next time!
H.n.H
Ps)- anime*romancelover: 0.o I have problems? Nani?! What-cha mean?
Its rude to ask a lady her age (::grins::) -but since you asked anyway...I'm 18 in 17 days! ^_^