Brock
stirred. Some rustling noise from the bed below his had woken him.
He
carefully opened one eye (a/n: I know he never does,
but it just serves as a dramatic device) and peered around the room, his view still
blurry.
Ash? He thought. Wow, he gets up early
today.
Still half
sleeping, he shrugged and lay back down on his bed. Well, let him do what he
wants.
Brock
obviously was still out of it, his brain hadn't started working yet.
A few
minutes after Ash had got up and left the room, the older boy heard another
sound. He sighed in his mind and – as if still asleep – turned around to see
Misty putting Togepi down on her bed and getting out of it herself.
A frightened
look appeared on his face.
Then, he
finally remember the events of the past days and with a click in his brain I'm
sure you could have heard, a broad grin came to his face.
Taking a
last look at Misty, he lay back down and grinned at the ceiling.
So, he thought. Seems like somebody
has a bad conscience, huh? Not that I hadn't known before, but would any of you
two listen to me? Ever?
Well, I
bet they're gonna work it out now. They just can't be mad at each other.
Sure,
they can fight and argue a lot, but, come on, who ever believes what they say?
They
have strong feelings for each other, since the day they first met, they just
don't admit it, or maybe they don't know themselves.
But it's
just sooooo obvious…
What was
this old saying about fighting a lot and love each other again? He thought and, grinning like he had
mastered to over the past few years, he fell back into a deep sleep, full of
Nurse Joys and Officer Rockys – and any other beautiful girls you could imagine
(a/n: sorry, just too tempting:)
Ash still
sat in the grass staring at the cloudy morning sky, his mind somewhere else.
The cool midsummer's breeze ran through his hair, driving strands of black into
his eyes.
Unaware of
his motions, Ash pushed the strand out of his face and resumed his otherwise
motionless and expressionless position.
But then,
his eyebrow shot up.
Footsteps, he thought. But who will be up
this early?
He stopped himself
from turning around and looking the person into the face, and just waited.
A few
seconds later, a slender figure gently sat beside him on the ground, hugging
it's knees, staring at the sky as was Ash.
Misty, he thought, and his heart missed a
beat.
There was a
long silence between the two teenagers, so silent that Ash was afraid Misty
would notice him heavy breathing.
As he was
just about to open his mouth and finally talk to Misty, she turned around to
face him, not wanting to bear that heavy weight on her shoulders anymore.
"Ash, I'm
sorry!" she spat out so fast that he wasn't really sure afterwards she had
really said it.
Ash just
looked at her in confusion, thoughts build and fell in his mind like pictures
in a kaleidoscope.
But then,
it all stopped, as he saw something.
A tear.
Misty was
crying again, and once more it was his fault.
The red
haired girl misinterpreted Ash's silence and slowly got up, turned around and
started to walk away from her confused friend.
Though Ash
was aware that it was his fault she just left crying, anger started to break
through again.
Not, not
this time, he
thought. No more, I won't hurt her ever again.
As if been
held back by an invisible force, Ash pulled himself to get up and follow Misty.
She sped
up, running now.
Ash finally
caught up with her and stood in her way, not letting her go on.
Misty
turned away from Ash, trying to hide the tears that were streaming down her
face like rivers freed by sunshine after a long, cold winter.
Ash
realized he held his arms out at his sides and let them sink down, hanging his
head low.
"Misty…I…",
he started, not knowing how to voice his thoughts without making her want to
flee again.
She turned
around to him, looking into his deep brown eyes.
Ash forced
a comforting and apologizing smile.
"You're not
the one who has to be sorry, Misty. I know it is unusual for me to say sorry,
cuz I normally don't admit I ever make mistakes at all, but this time I made a
really big mistake…"
Now it was
Misty's turn to be confused. She looked at Ash like she was about to test if
that was really him or some alien that had taken his form.
Ash had to
smile at that look, it was one he didn't see very often, but loved about her.
"No, your
ears don't fail, and yes, it's still me, Ash, in here. And I really meant what
I said. I made the biggest and densest (he smiled at that one, as did Misty)
mistake ever. I shouldn't have been that stupid. It is your choice whether you
stay with us or not. And, to be honest, you got a great, and maybe even unique
offer I myself would have taken without any second thoughts. I was just
freaking out because I was afraid that I… umm… that I would… lose you…"
With each
of Ash's words, Misty's face lit up, and the tears in her eyes could easily be
recognized as tears of joy now.
A heavy
weight was lifted from Ash's heart as he saw that Misty was happy. He had been
so afraid to tell her, but now, it all seemed so easy, like things had done
themselves.
The two teenagers
stared at each other for an instance, the warm summer breeze blowing past them.
"Ash, I…",
she started, but never finished, as Ash lay his index finger onto her lips and
took the slender girl in his arms.
Misty was
stunned. Though she hadn't expected Ash to do a thing like that, it felt
incredibly comfortable, and familiar.
She rested
her head against his shoulder, as did Ash against her shoulder.
They felt
far too comfortable to break up their embrace and stood there for endless
minutes, receiving feelings they had never felt before, so strong, so warm, so
pleasing, so… perfect.
"I knew
it!" a voice suddenly sounded from the direction of the Ketchum's home and
broke the silence.
"So you two
finally noticed, huh? Just go on, I'm gonna be quite and won't disturb you.
Awwww… young love…"
Brock.
Ash and
Misty jumped away from each other like nothing had happened, blushing
furiously.
"YOUNG
LOVE???" they yelled at once, like two bodies, one voice.
Brock got
up and slowly retreated to the house.
"So you are
in denial again? Ok ok, I won't disturb you."
"BROOOCK!"
Ash screamed, now even redder than before. "You gonna pay for that comment!"
Before
Misty could even try to hold him back, Ash dashed towards his home, like a heat
seeking missile, aiming for Brock.
Misty
giggled softly.
Some
things never change,
she thought.
Though
he kinda surprised me today…
As she
thought of their loving embrace just a few minutes ago, she blushed again,
still smiling.
Misty
smiled and followed the two boys, one sentence ringing in her ears, causing her
to feel like walking on clouds.
I was
afraid I would lose you…
a/n: is
this the way you'd expected Ash to say he's sorry? I didn't want them to
confess their love already, but I wanted to change something in their
relationship, and I think this hug changed a lot, improved a lot ;) But don't
be afraid, this is not the end. Remember what the story was about before Ash's
and Misty's feelings went criss cross? Yup, Misty's till going, but that
doesn't mean there'll be no more romance in this story. It'll be full of it!
Especially in the following chapters! Which I hope to be able to add soon. I
hope you review and tell me how you like this. Pwwweeeeaaaaaaseeeeee *makes puppy
dog eyes*
By the way,
do you think I got the characters right? I'd really appreciate all sorts of
advice.
And another
note for those who also read my FF7 fanfics: I'll update soon, this weekend I
suppose. Sorry it took me so long, but I was kinda occupied, and very busy with
school *sigh*