Misty Waterflower: Relationship Consultant
Chapter Two
By: eek!
Disclaimer: The story is mine but alas the characters are not.
Blurb: I would like to thank all those who reviewed! You really made my day! I would also like to thank Deena for proofreading and editing.
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"Clumsy me, clumsy me," Misty muttered as she got on her hands and knees to pick up the aspirin. Her head was pounding and the room was spinning, but somehow she manage to keep her head down to avoid Ash's curious glance.
"Here let me help you," Ash said also dropping to his knees to recover the stray pills.
"Oh you know its the damnedest thing. You have a massive headache and you can't get the bottle open," She said as let the little pills file down into the bottle from her hand.
"Don't worry about it, Mist," replied Ash, as he handed her a handful of tablets. He then pulled himself up and offered Misty a hand. She took it, and as he helped her up she looked into his face for about the first time during his visit. He had definitely matured, but his face retained the boyish qualities that she found so attractive. And those eyes, big black pools of...
"Hey Misty."
"Yes Ash," said Misty, her eyes gazing into Ash's.
"There's an aspirin in your hair," responded Ash as he picked an aspirin out her bang. Misty now had long, slightly wavy hair that she no longer tied up. She, like Ash, had matured in her own way since they had parted five years ago.
"Oh, Misty!" Violet called as she came into the office. Misty and Ash's hands were still clasped, and they still held each other's gaze which could cause anyone to jump to conclusions. Violet shot Misty an all knowing glance and made her announcement.
"Well, everyone, it's time for my lunch break. See you all later," she said as she winked and closed the door.
"So...what brings you to Cerulean City?" Misty asked uneasily.
"Um, well every year there is a League inspector coming to every gym. But every five years the send the residing Pokemon master to check things out for themselves," replied Ash. A sudden remembrance struck Misty as she heard the words "Pokemon Master" and remembered Ash and his dream. The days where they traveled together training and learning about their Pokemon. They had seen it all, the good ,the bad, and the final battle...
****Flashback****
"Stupid Ash, stupid stupid Ash," Misty yelled as she ran at top speed down Indigo boulevard. Her shoulder length hair trailed behind her in a brilliant flash of orange as sweat rolled down her forehead.
"Excuse me, pardon, sorry," Misty rattled off excuses as she pushed her way through the crowd of people on sidewalk. She had to get there, she couldn't let all the work she and Ash had put into this competition go to waste.
"I won't let him lose just because he's such a...baka!!!" she said, running faster than she ever did in her life. However, she hit a snag on the unforgiving sidewalk, sending her flying hands-first onto the pavement.
"Damn," she muttered, picking herself up off the pavement and staring down at her bloody palms, "there's no time."
"Togepi priii," chirped the small Pokemon as it patted Misty on the knee, trying to make her feel better. Togepi was in Misty's backpack, but had flown out during the blow.
"Thanks Togepi," Misty said as she sank to the small Pokemon's level and gathered it up into her arms.
"Toge toge," Togepi replied as it began to glow.
"Huh?" Misty stepped back as she watched her little Pokemon evolve into its second and highest form, a Togetic.
"Togetic." called the Pokemon as it spread its new wings. It then turned to Misty and motioned it to get on its back.
"You want..."Misty asked pointing to herself. Togetic smiled and nodded in reply.
"Alright!!!" Misty cheered, climbing on Togetic, "to the Master Stadium!!!"
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What would have taken fifteen minutes on foot, took only five minutes in the sky. As they neared the stadium, Misty could see it was filled to maximum capacity with many excited fans, whose outfits came together to make a colorful mesh. A load roar came from the fans as the battle unfolded in the center stadium.
"Well it seems as if Ash Ketchum, the favorite to win, is having a bit of a problem down there with his Pikachu. It doesn't seem to be as fast as that Umberon," the voice of the Ryoga, who was announcing, blared over the loud speaker.
"It also appears that his Pikachu is a bit out of shape," added Nabiki, Ryoga's co- anchor. Every move that Pikachu made was countered by Umbreon as it used its lighting fast agility and faint attacks.
"Ash! Ash!" Misty screamed as she ran down the stadium staircase and jumped over the guardrail.
"Could this be Ash's rumored girlfriend?" asked Ryoga as Misty approached the trainers box.
"I didn't think she had red hair. It must be his coach or something," Nabiki commented nonchalantly.
"This," Misty began as she slapped Ash across the face, "is for yesterday."
"Or former girlfriend..."
"Hey, why are you trying to humiliate me?!" Ash lashed out, "I told you to..."
"Stay away, I know, I know," Misty said, her hands placed on Ash's shoulders, "But I came here strictly as your coach, well, other than that slap..." Ash said nothing as he brushed off her hands and looked down at the computerized stat panel. Pikachu's HP, though significantly higher than Umberon's, had dwindled down to a mere 1/4 of its maximum. Gary stood on the other side of the arena with a grin on his face, and he know that victory was in his grasp very soon.
"Ash, please listen to me," Misty pleaded, "I've been training with you since the day you registered for this competition. And you can't throw your dream away all because of a stupid fight."
"Even if you did have an idea of what attack use, what good would it do? Umbreon is just a speedier Pokemon."
"Oh really, well Mr. Ketchum what if you could fill the whole arena with electricity?"
Ash turned to Misty, the color coming back to his face, "That would be..."
"Exactly what you needed," Misty finished, her hand diving into her pack. When it returned it was hold a TM 07.
"Time," Ash yelled. The referee dropped both flags as the Pokemon returned to their respective trainers. Misty opened the square capsule and a sparkling substance landed on Pikachu's head. The little yellow mouse glowed for a second as the attack registered in this brain.
"I told you that you would need this."
"Yea well," Ash retorted, "Come on Pikachu, lets kick Pokebutt!"
"Pika!!!" Pikachu responded enthusiastically, running back onto the field.
"Resume," yelled the referee as he lifted both flags high in the air.
"Umbreon, use Agility!"
"Pikachu....Zap Cannon attack!"
Pikachu bowed its head in ultimate concentration. Its body glowed a pale white, then yellow and then a deep orange. Pikachu then raised its paws high the air and bellowed a commanding, "Chu." The ground of the battle area fissured, and out of the cracks sprang an immense wave of electricity that shocked everything in the arena that wasn't protected. It was as if an enormous thunderbolt had exploded in the stadium, sending many a fan to scramble with in the foot wells of the bleachers.
As the smoke cleared, the people came out of their hiding places to see what happened. It the middle of the field laid an Umbreon, fainted from the massive blast, its reflect attack protecting it from death. Pikachu was still standing however, although very tired, as it had released all of its electricity. No one was hurt in the blast, with the exception of cuts and scrapes and the referee's singed hair.
"The winner and now Pokemon master, green trainer Ash Ketchum!"
"Ash Ketchum wins! Ash Ketchum wins! Ash Ketchum wins!" the P.A. crackled over the screaming fans. Confetti streamed down from the sky as most of the stadium took to its feet in a wave of applause.
"Pikachu," Ash called jumping out of the trainers box.
"Pika pi," Pikachu screamed in response as Ash picked it up and twirled the joyous Pokemon around.
"We won the Pokemon championship!!!" Ash exclaimed, flashing his trademark victory pose.
"Pi Pikachu!"
Back in the trainers box, Misty was celebrating herself. The anger she felt last night had practically melted away. It was replaced by happiness, she was happy for her best friend, happy for her....
"Hey, Congratulations Ash!!" A female voice rang out from bellow her. Misty peered over the side to see Casey running up to Ash, her arms out-stretched, her smile wide and warm.
"Ash," Misty whispered, her voice inaudible through all the noise. She watched Ash take Casey into his arms and Misty's world suddenly stood still as a could wind swept through her body, freezing her very being.
"So he really meant it." Misty stood there for fifteen minutes as Ash was interviewed and congratulated, all while he had a his arm around another woman. She had finally mustered enough courage to call his name only to receive a response,
"See you at the after party, Mist!" he called as he left with his entourage.
The shock was so immense it kept Misty riveted to the spot for a long time after the last person left the stadium. She stood there...defeated, one dream had come true and one dream had been shattered.
Humiliated and broken, for all the world to see.
Ending Blurb: *Sniff* That turned out more angsty than I thought!!! Don't worry, happy chapters ahead and more definite AAMR! I just had to set up their history. I would also like to apologize to Umbreon for the battle(Umbreon is one of my favorites) but for the purpose of this fic Pikachu had to win. Please Review and tell me what you think!
~eek!~