Note: I dont own Pokemon or any of the characters, just the computer i use to write this story.
Ages
Ash: 17
Misy: 17
Brock: 19
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Now, on with the story!!!
Chapter-2
2 years passed after the mistake Misty made with Ash's dream, but it wasn't a dream anymore, it was reality. Acually, Ash been crowned Pokemon Master twice. After the first tournament he was in, he bought himself an island not too far, yet not too close to Pallet town. There, he had a house built and he lived in peace, he would occationally go to his mother's house to pic up his mail, but other than that he stayed home and let his pokemon wonder around the island. Ash was just sitting on the porch of his house thinking of the tournament he just had and won a couple of days ago. After a while he thought he had better go get his mail since he hadn't got it the tournament started 4 days earlier. So, Ash got on his Seadoo and headed for his mom's house. It didn't take him long to get there and as he walked in, a small shiver went down his spine , he didn't know what to make of it yet but he just continued on anyway. He walked around until he found his mom washing some clothes in the laundry room.
Ash:"Hey mom"
Delia:"Well hello there Ash"
As:"Is there any mail for me?"
Delia:"oh, yes, its right over there behind you"
Ash:"ok, thanks....has anyone called here for me?"
Delia:"umm, yes there was one call in particular"
Ash looked up at his mother who didnt look back, instead she just kept folding clothes as if she didnt say a thing. Then Ash got an agry look on his face.
Ash:"Why do tell me as if I still care?"
Delia looked up at Ash with the same look he was giving her.
Delia:"Becase you DO still care"
That's when Ash got that shiver down his spine again, and it was at that moment Ash knew something wasnt right. Without even turning his head away from his mom, he started to talk.
Ash:"If you wish to not have a restraining order against you, I suggest you not take ONE STEP out of that closet!"
Delia:"Aaash!" she said with concern.
Ash:"Mother!" he said with the same tone Delia had but still keeping the cold look in his eyes.
It stayed silent for about a minute when the figure in the closet suddenly twitched the door.
Ash:"MISTY!" he yelled with hatred in his eyes.
The door stopped, and Delia just stood there in shock of what just happened.
Ash:"I trust you wont tell her where I live"
After that, Ash left and went back home. Delia just sighed and turned to the closet.
Delia:"You can come out now, he's gone."
Misty slowly walked out of the nearby closet sobbing.
Misy:"I-I cant believe he-he still hates me."
Delaia:"He doesnt hate you dear, you just need to give him some time."
Misty:"But ...what if he'll never...love me?" she said with tears rolling down her face.
Delia:"Dont worry about him right now, you just worry about making it home. The weather lately has been pretty rough. Just go get some rest, I'll talk to him, dont worry. And look on the bright side, at least he didnt notice the letter."
Misty:"Thank you" she said softly. While walking to her car, she couldnt help but look out to the ocean. She spent about 5 minutes looking at the ocean until she remembered she told her sisters she'd be home after a little while, and that was 5 hours ago.
Back at Ash's house, Ash got back safely and sat back on the porch so he could read his mail.
Ash:"Bills, bills, junk, league stuff, bills, junk, junk, ju-" he stopped suddently and stared at a certain letter in his hands.
It was addressed to Ash and it had some hearts on it next to a little doodle of Misty with a sad look on her face. 'Why must she torment me so?' he thought. Just he was about to rip the letter up, he suddently stopped and stared at it some more. 'Why did I stop? Whats holding me back?' he thought to himself. 'Damnit! I cant stand it anymore' and with that he opened the letter.
--.:Letter contents:.--
Dear Ash,
If youre reading this, that means you decided to not rip this letter up. Please Ash, I dont know how many times you want me to say it, but Im sorry. Is there something you want me to say in particular? If so, then I'll do whatever it takes to get a forgivness from you, PLEASE?
Love,
Misty
--.:End of Letter contents:.--
Ash just kept staring at it with a look of uncertanty. After about 10 minutes of thinking, he got up and went to his phone. He started to dial, then stopped then kept on dialing. The phone rang for a little bit and the person on the other line finally picked up.
Ash:"Hey..."
A\N: haHA!, yet another cliffhanger!... I dont know if there will be anymore though but hey, its all good.