Hello peoples! Esylie here! Um, I don't own pokemon... Don't sue me... I am
only a poor, pathetic little fan fic writer... ^_^
Um, BB? You will be in chapter five! I promise! ^_^
Well, R&R! ^_^
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Chapter Four:
The majestic scent of the dark blue ocean filled my nostrils as I looked at
the rising sun from my vantage point, aboard the magnificent, pearly white
ship, the SS Jenny. Standing on the balcony just outside my room, my sea blue
gaze swept over the light pinks, purples, reds and pastel oranges that the
morning sky painted on the swirling blue mass that we humans call the ocean.
Sighing, I brought the white mug full of hot chocolate up to my lips, and
sipped. How I would miss my life as Misty, yet how I would relish in the
fact that I was starting my life over again as Rubia... Was there anything
that I truly would miss from my old life? Maybe the pokemon I had to leave
behind, Togepi, Goldeen, Starmie, Horsea... I would miss them. Would I miss
anything else?
Tracey's kindness, Brock's constant flirting, Ash...
No. I would not miss Ash. He means nothing to me now, and he shall never mean
anything to me.
"Then why do you still have a picture of him..." I murmured to myself, as I
slowly took a picture of Ash and myself out of my back pocket, and held it
in my hand, looking it over.
There he was, looking as happy as ever, with me beside him, smiling like
there was no tomorrow, a slight blush in my pale cheeks... How could I have
ever fallen in love with him? How was it possible? What qualities did he have
that made me fall in love?
I mean, come on! He had the brains of a jellyfish, he was rude, obnoxious,
dense to the end, and he wasn't even that good looking! How could I have
fallen in love with someone whom had so many flaws...? What was I attracted to?
'His spirit... His love of what he does... His friendship...'
The words popped into my head, and I could do nothing to stop them. Yes, I
was in love with his spirit, his friendship and his love... Could I not just...
'No, I will not forgive him.' I told myself firmly. I would not forgive him
for breaking my heart. There was no way...
Angrily I looked at the picture I still held in my hands, and furiously
ripped it in two. The pieces fell to the deck. I was about to walk back to
my room, but I just couldn't. Sighing, I turned around to go pick up the two
pieces. No matter how hard I tried to push my heart away, I could never seem
to do it. I guess I was weak, that way...
I reached for the first piece and placed it into the palm of my hand. I was
about to grasp the other piece, when a gust of wind plucked the picture from
the deck, and into the early morning air.
"Damn..." I whispered under my breath. I watched helplessly as the picture of
me flew into the early morning air, and out to the sea. "Oh well..." I
whispered. I looked down at the part of the picture I was able to capture
and saw, to my dismay, that it was the half that held Ash, smiling...
Ironic, isn't it? The one man I wanted out of my life, was the one to stay
with me...
Glaring at the picture in my hand, I slowly walked to my cabin, and sat down
on the soft, fluffy white bed, and sipped my hot chocolate. I placed the
picture back into my back pocket, not having the heart to throw it away, and
I set my mug of still steaming chocolate on the small table beside me.
Getting up, I walked back out to the deck, and slowly made my way to the
cafeteria.
It was a quiet place, so early in the morning, with only a few passengers
like myself there, and the random pokemon here and there. I sat at one of
the modest looking wooden tables, with two seats around it, picked up that
days newspaper from the dull surface, and started to flip through the things
the articles. Nothing really caught my eye, untill I saw a picture of myself...
Above the picture, it said, 'Missing, if found, please phone the Celadon
Gym'...
So, someone was actually looking for me... Amazing...
Setting the paper down on the table where I found it, I once again looked
around the medium sized room, and studied the people lounging about. Most of
them were trainers, I could see that much at least. Probably going to the
new Cinnabar Gym that Blaine built, after Team Rocket had kind of destroyed
his gym in the volcano...
I wonder why disaster used to always seemed follow the three of us...
Oh well. That part of my life was over, and I never had to think about it
again...
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Sorry that this was short... The next will be better! ^_^ Please R&R!
If you have any suggestions, please e-mail me at 'waterdragon_chick@hotmail.com'
Thanks! Bye-di-bye-bye! ^_^
~~Esylie Reechan~~
only a poor, pathetic little fan fic writer... ^_^
Um, BB? You will be in chapter five! I promise! ^_^
Well, R&R! ^_^
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter Four:
The majestic scent of the dark blue ocean filled my nostrils as I looked at
the rising sun from my vantage point, aboard the magnificent, pearly white
ship, the SS Jenny. Standing on the balcony just outside my room, my sea blue
gaze swept over the light pinks, purples, reds and pastel oranges that the
morning sky painted on the swirling blue mass that we humans call the ocean.
Sighing, I brought the white mug full of hot chocolate up to my lips, and
sipped. How I would miss my life as Misty, yet how I would relish in the
fact that I was starting my life over again as Rubia... Was there anything
that I truly would miss from my old life? Maybe the pokemon I had to leave
behind, Togepi, Goldeen, Starmie, Horsea... I would miss them. Would I miss
anything else?
Tracey's kindness, Brock's constant flirting, Ash...
No. I would not miss Ash. He means nothing to me now, and he shall never mean
anything to me.
"Then why do you still have a picture of him..." I murmured to myself, as I
slowly took a picture of Ash and myself out of my back pocket, and held it
in my hand, looking it over.
There he was, looking as happy as ever, with me beside him, smiling like
there was no tomorrow, a slight blush in my pale cheeks... How could I have
ever fallen in love with him? How was it possible? What qualities did he have
that made me fall in love?
I mean, come on! He had the brains of a jellyfish, he was rude, obnoxious,
dense to the end, and he wasn't even that good looking! How could I have
fallen in love with someone whom had so many flaws...? What was I attracted to?
'His spirit... His love of what he does... His friendship...'
The words popped into my head, and I could do nothing to stop them. Yes, I
was in love with his spirit, his friendship and his love... Could I not just...
'No, I will not forgive him.' I told myself firmly. I would not forgive him
for breaking my heart. There was no way...
Angrily I looked at the picture I still held in my hands, and furiously
ripped it in two. The pieces fell to the deck. I was about to walk back to
my room, but I just couldn't. Sighing, I turned around to go pick up the two
pieces. No matter how hard I tried to push my heart away, I could never seem
to do it. I guess I was weak, that way...
I reached for the first piece and placed it into the palm of my hand. I was
about to grasp the other piece, when a gust of wind plucked the picture from
the deck, and into the early morning air.
"Damn..." I whispered under my breath. I watched helplessly as the picture of
me flew into the early morning air, and out to the sea. "Oh well..." I
whispered. I looked down at the part of the picture I was able to capture
and saw, to my dismay, that it was the half that held Ash, smiling...
Ironic, isn't it? The one man I wanted out of my life, was the one to stay
with me...
Glaring at the picture in my hand, I slowly walked to my cabin, and sat down
on the soft, fluffy white bed, and sipped my hot chocolate. I placed the
picture back into my back pocket, not having the heart to throw it away, and
I set my mug of still steaming chocolate on the small table beside me.
Getting up, I walked back out to the deck, and slowly made my way to the
cafeteria.
It was a quiet place, so early in the morning, with only a few passengers
like myself there, and the random pokemon here and there. I sat at one of
the modest looking wooden tables, with two seats around it, picked up that
days newspaper from the dull surface, and started to flip through the things
the articles. Nothing really caught my eye, untill I saw a picture of myself...
Above the picture, it said, 'Missing, if found, please phone the Celadon
Gym'...
So, someone was actually looking for me... Amazing...
Setting the paper down on the table where I found it, I once again looked
around the medium sized room, and studied the people lounging about. Most of
them were trainers, I could see that much at least. Probably going to the
new Cinnabar Gym that Blaine built, after Team Rocket had kind of destroyed
his gym in the volcano...
I wonder why disaster used to always seemed follow the three of us...
Oh well. That part of my life was over, and I never had to think about it
again...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sorry that this was short... The next will be better! ^_^ Please R&R!
If you have any suggestions, please e-mail me at 'waterdragon_chick@hotmail.com'
Thanks! Bye-di-bye-bye! ^_^
~~Esylie Reechan~~