Misty
dropped her suitcases on the ground and exhaustedly fell back onto the bed in
her new room.
The
building was really impressing, and most of all, huge!
In the
moment she had walked over the threshold, she instantly wished she had stayed
back "home" with Ash, Brock and their Pokémon.
Well,
mainly with Ash,
she admitted to herself with a slight smile showing on her lips.
But there
had been no way back then, as there wasn't one now.
Yet, things
weren't as bad as they might seem.
Almost
immediately after Misty had entered the university – which didn't just contain
various pools and classrooms for theoretical lessons, but as well the student's
rooms – people had approached her in a most friendly way, starting
conversations about where she came from and which Pokémon were her favorites.
Those new
acquaintances had also helped her with the formalities, so that Misty herself
only had to sigh in, get her timetable and follow the nice boy who had offered
to carry her things to her roomJ
With a
sigh, the girl turned around to face the egg-Pokémon snoring soundly in her bag
pack.
At least
they had given her a single room, so that she could get some time for herself
when she needed it. Enough time to take care of her Pokémon – especially baby
Togepi - , to resume writing in the diary Ash, Brock and the others had given
her shortly before her departure, the day before, and, above all, to think.
She would
need lots of time to think, and mainly about that one guy who drove her crazy,
the wanna-be-Pokémon-Master that could be so dense sometimes, so stubborn and
childish, yet so caring, loving, loyal, cheering, funny and, last but not
least, cute.
That one
guy who had been playing ping-pong with her heart over the past few years; who
had made her blush furiously every time she looked at him.
That one
guy she had given her first kiss.
Ash
Ketchum.
Misty
sighed once more. She had just left him the day before, and, there she was,
thinking about him and missing him like she hadn't seen him for years.
Which she
wouldn't from now on…
After
all, he is just a friend, isn't he?, she tried to convince herself, took Togepi
into her arms and stared out of the window onto the large blue masses of water
encircling her.
Thus she
sat for several minutes, the only motion being a single salty drop emerging
from her eye.
"Hey Ash!
You wanna go with me into town to fetch some stuff?" Brock tried cheeringly.
"Again no,
Brock! I really wanna be alone for a while." Ash replied, getting somewhat
annoyed by Brock's constant tries to cheer him up and always being around him.
It would be very hard to endure years just with Brock, without anybody to keep
him from things like drooling over girls.
"Ok ok, I
got it", the older boy answered. "Our little 'Ashy-boy' is missing his
girlfriend." He said with a huge grin on the face, intending to tease Ash to
give him some sort of familiarity.
Ash glared
at the dark haired boy, but did not reply anything. He just stood up, letting
Pikachu jump on his shoulder and walked out of the kitchen, in the direction of
his favorite spot near the small forest lake of Pallet, leaving Brock feeling
sort of guilty.
None of the
two buddies – Ash and Pikachu for sure – said a word until they had reached
that secret spot of Ash's. The young Pokémon trainer dropped himself onto the
ground under his favorite oak and stared at the lake. This had been his most
adored location since he was still a little boy. The purity of the lake's water
had always fascinated him, though he normally didn't think this element bore a
special beauty.
Yet in this
moment, there was something special about it.
Every time
he gazed at a lake or river, it reminded him of Misty and her love for it.
It was like
someone wanted to pour salt into his wounds.
Was there
somebody up there in the heavens that took great amazement in hurting and
torturing him?
A few years
ago, when Ash had started their journey and met up with Misty, when she had
started to argue with him, there had been times the boy wished she would just
leave him alone to never bother him again.
But now, he
wondered how he could have ever thought about something like that. Sure, they
had had their share of fights over the years, and surely not just a few, but it
had soon been his – and even her – cycle. He had become used to it and
developed a liking for teasing her, just to see how she would react when she
screwed up.
But back
then, he hadn't been able to imagine it could be that hard to lose her in an
instance, how much it would influence his life, his feelings… everything!
"Pika ka kachu." The small Pokémon said comfortingly and put a hand on its best friend's
shoulder.
Ash glanced
down at his favorite buddy and found some new strength in the deep dark pair of
eyes that were on him.
"Yeah,
Pikachu. I know I have to cheer up, but it's harder than I ever imagined. It's
just that… that I miss her so much, Pikachu. I know I've never been very
sentimental, but…", he sighed and looked onto the ground.
"This is
all so different from anything I ever thought of."
He sighed
once more and petted Pikachu's head.
"I'm sorry
if I pull you down, I really didn't mean to depress you in any way. It's enough
that I'm under depression."
Pikachu
shook his head furiously, indicating that his master hadn't done anything
wrong.
"Ka Pika Pi
chuu."
Ash smiled
and set Pikachu in his lap, hugging him.
"Thanks,
buddy."
And with a
sigh, he looked up at the clear blue sky, watching birds pass by.
Dear Ash,
I'm sorry I
didn't write sooner, but I had some stuff to do, like meeting the profs or
attending my welcome-party.
Yup, you
did read right. They held a welcome party for me! It was so great!
At first, I
felt so lost because I didn't know anybody around, just some people whom I had
talked to before. But soon, I got to talk to them. It's amazing how much those
people know about water Pokémon! That's been the topic for, let's say, 2 thirds
of the evening. The rest was spend eating and dancing.
I hadn't
expected to find friends here that soon, but everybody's so nice and helpful
that I had far less problems than I'd ever imagined.
As there
were no lessons yesterday, I went to the beach with Kathy, Alec and Hitomi, who
are my best friends for now, as we all have the same timetable and do lots of
stuff together.
The weather
over here is so wonderful, it's even hotter than in Pallet! And there's
gigantic masses of water! Before lesson starts I can take a swim in the sea and
watch many water Pokémon.
*sigh*
Nevertheless,
I still miss everybody. I wish you all could be here with me and enjoy the
time.
But enough
about me.
How are you
doing? Could you hold back Brock trying to drool over girls? Did Pikachu
thundershock you again this morning to wake you up?
Please tell
everybody that I'm fine, especially your mom.
Is she
still crying?? I hope she has stopped by now, cuz it would drive you crazy, I'm
sure.
And give
Pikachu a big hug for me.
Besides,
Togepi here next to me wants me to tell you to say hi to Pikachu. Seems like
she misses her Pikapal, cuz there's not many Pokémon she plays with here.
But I gotta
stop now, cuz it's already late and I don't wanna sleep through my first school
day.
So bye for
now,
Misty
P.S.: And
don't you dare to do any dense things without me being there to criticize you,
will you? J
a/n: so
what do you think of this chapter? I know, I know, it took me very long to post
it, but I just didn't know how to start. I'm kind of satisfied with the
narrative part, but not with the letter. Well, maybe I'll improve writing
letters during this chapter, cuz I'll have to do lots of letters from Ash to
Misty and vice versa. And I promise I'll try to write more next time (I'm
really getting sick of posting just 2 or 3 pages each time).
Btw, did
anybody notice that one of Misty's new friends is a boy? Well, I bet u already
know I kinda intend to "get him into the game". But nevertheless, it'll stay a
AAMR.
Anywayz,
thanx for reading this. I'd love to thank everybody in person, but I don't
think that's possibleJ