Hi all! I decided to write a Christmas ficcy! Aren't you just so proud?!

Anyway, here it is!

Ages ~

Ash ~ 17

Misty ~ 17

Um… Actually, that's all the main characters for once! ( I think)

Home is where your heart is

~ Part 1; a letter ~

(I'm just going to write a bunch of Christmas songs that have nothing to do with the title, ok?)

Oh there's no place like home for the holidays

'Cause no matter how far away you roam,

When you pine for the sunshine of a friendly gaze

For the holidays you can't beat home sweet home

I met a man who lives in Tennessee

And he was headin' for Pennsylvania

And some home-made pumpkin pie.

From Pennsylvania folks are travlin' down to Dixie's sunny shore.

From Atlantic to Pacific, gee,

The traffic is terrific.

Oh you can't beat home sweet home.

(Ash's POV)

*Sigh* Here I am, at home, totally bored. It's six days before Christmas and I'm completely bored. I'm also locked in my room. I have to hide somewhere, and the only place I can is locked in my room.

Why?

I'm a pokemon master! Now when Misty calls me a pokemon master, she'll be right!

The one problem with being a pokemon master is the reporters. I can't stand the reporters. They drive me nuts! Actually, they were part of the reason Misty left.

Oh! Did I forget to mention that part? Misty and Brock left about a year in a half ago.

Brock was the first to crack. His excuse was 'My family needs me, I haven't been home for a while, besides Ash, since you're a pokemon master now, you don't need me any more. But if you want to direct those pretty reporters to my door…'

I was hurt that Brock decided to leave, but it slightly expected. Brock I'm sure missed his dad as much as I missed my mom. Maybe even more so! His younger brothers and sisters were growing up and he was missing it. I really can't blame him when he wanted to go home. Besides, I still had Misty, right?

After Brock left, Misty and I fought more and more. Since Brock wasn't there to stop us, and Pikachu wasn't there to back Brock up, we fought. Finally, it drove Misty off the edge…

…or was it me?

~ Flashback ~

"Misty, I want to watch TV!"

"But you got to watch it all day yesterday!"

"Well it's my TV!"

"Didn't your mother ever teach you to share?"

"I almost wish I didn't have to with you!" I mumbled under my breath.

"What was that?" Misty asked, not angrily, mind you, it was more a sad kind of question, she more than likely knew what I said, she just wanted to make sure. But I should have noticed her attitude.

"Nothing." I grumbled. I almost regretted it. *Almost*

I looked up from the TV that I was watching and noticed in amazement that Misty's eyes were starting to shake with such emotion.

"Ash, do you really want me to go?"

"I never said that!" I cried, desperately trying to tell her not to go, without telling her out right, you know us guys…

"You were thinking it." She said quietly.

"No! Misty! I didn't mean it – "

"No, it's ok Ash, I – I was thinking of going back home."

"Mi-WHAT?"

"I am, they need me to help run the gym, and those reporters are really starting to get to me. And you don't need me here, do you?" She looked at me those big pleading eyes of hers, too bad I didn't notice it then.

"But! You can't leave! I order you not too!"

"Excuse me?" Misty's pleading eyes immediately turned an angry red. "You ORDER me? Since when do you have the right to ORDER me MR. Ketchum!"

"Um…" I was in deep dew – dew.

"NEVER! You have no right to order me around! You don't OWN me! I'm not your pokemon Ash! I'm your be- ok, I THOUGHT I was your best friend! Or was I really? Maybe you just saw me a person just acompanying you on your journey? Is that it? It must be, because friends don't ORDER friends around. So I'm leaving Ash."

Ignoring my insides screaming out at me to beg her forgiveness and too stay, I said the opposite. "Fine! Go!"

A breif flash of immense hurt flashed in her eyes, but was immediately replaced with anger.

"FINE!"

She grabbed her stuff, which she had already packed. And for some reason, this big fight never came as a shock to us, we just kind of, expected it.

She rammed open the door, only to face about fifteen reporters all leaned up against the door, only to fall into my hallway.

Misty growled with anger, I could almost see steam coming out of her ears.

And I didn't feel the slightest remorse for the reporters.

"WERE YOU LISTENING IN?!"

The reporters could only cower in fear.

Misty grabbed out her largest mallet, slammed them all on the head, and kicked them into the sky, some distant blinked, or flashed, or, whatever it does when we 'blast' team rocket off.

She glared hard once more at me, then slammed the door shut as hard as she could.

I almost thought the house was going to cave in on us.

~ End Flashback ~

And that was a year and a half ago. I haven't spoken to her since.

It's so lonely without her! But I just can't call her! Even if I love her. Why should she forgive me?

"Oh Ashy, honey?" My mom called from the bottom of the stairs.

"Yea?" I answered back.

"I'm going out for a few days, I know it's a few days before Christmas, but I'll be back in time."

I sighed deeply.

"Ok."

"Oh! Ashy?"

"Yes mom?"

"I forgot to give you a letter yesterday."

I rolled my eyes. I got tons of fan letter from girls who like me, except, I don't like them.

"Mom ju-"

"It's from the Cerulean gym, I think it's form Mi-oh his A- um, by Ayou"

I as fast as I could and ran back upstairs to read the letter.

"MOM!!!!!"

"What?"

"This letter should have gotten here 2 days ago!"

"I'm sorry sweety! I forgot!"

She forgot? SHE FORGOT?!

I sighed once again and opened the letter, just imagining Misty writing this letter.

Dec. 15

Ash ~

Hi! Um oh gosh this is hard. I know I haven't talked ot you in, um, what is it? A year in a half? I'm sorry Ash! I wanted to tell you before I go crazy, and I guess around Christmas just seems like the best time to say it.

I miss you so much Ash! I don't know how I've lives this far without you! I miss our quarls, your messy hair, I miss Pikachu, I miss you hat, I miss well, I miss you.

I'm sure this sounds weird, I haven't seen you in such a long time that this seems so out of the ordinanry, but I just couldn't take it anymore! (Besides my sisters obsessions with 'like' I mean I couldn't take being with out you anymore!)

The point of this letter is to tell you that well um, Oh! This si so hard to tell you! I – I love you Ash!

There, now before you rip up this letter, I just need to know, I'm sure it's highly unlikely that you love me back, but if you do, meet on Christmas at sunset at the Cerulean park. I know it's a lot to come on Christmas, I would come, but, I don't know if you love me or not. If you love me, please come!

All my love ~

~ Misty Waterflower

P.S. Togetic says 'hi!'

Ok… so… do you like it? Please review if you do! PLEASE!

Just wait! The humor is coming!

~ Smile Jesus loves you!