The One For You

Chapter 1 - A Fight is JUST a fight.. Or Is It?

By: Rachel*

Rated: PG-13/R (VIOLENCE/Mild language/Mild Content)

Gender: Romance/Comedy/Suspense/Drama

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+ Hope you like it! Misty/Ash, Jessy/James, and Brock/Jenny. READ + REVIEW!! NOTE* I didn't like the format it was in and updated this chapter on 5/2/03. I fixed a few grammar things that had popped up, but other then that, nothing changed. ^__^' Heh… +



            What if something happened to Misty? Ash and Brock couldn't find her, and all the Pokemon including Pikachu were at Professor Oak's? Well, Ash be able to save her? Well, Ash and Misty finally notice how much they care about each other, before it's too late? Ash is now 17, misty is 16, and Brock is 19 and ACTUALLY dating one of the Officer Jenny's ^-^ Well, Misty live or well Ash be too late? …Oh, and Jessy and James are about 23/24 years old by the way, but they won't be showing up for at least another chapter.


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            It was pouring rain in the dark night clashes of thunder and lighting danced together in the distance as Ash, Misty, and Brock ran to the nearest hotel in Lisabeath City, not far from Lavender Town.


            "Uhh... I'm soaked!" Misty cringed as she stood in front of the walls that we're covered with mirrors.

            "Yeah, well I'm not much better either Mist..." Ash and Misty both stood in front of the mirrors cloths clinging to their bodies, and hair dripping on the marble floor.

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            Brock walked over to the front desk and smiled nervously at the man with light purple eye shadow on his eyes, and starring at Brock with a twinkle in his eyes.

            "Heh... Heh... Um, my friends and... I would like two rooms...please..." Brock took out his wallet and took out some money, but made sure to allow the man to see the picture of Jenny. 'I'm not available Mister, so just forget about it....' Brock closed the brown leather wallet and stuck it back in his back, left pants pocket.

            The man frowned slightly in disappointment, but managed to sound very... Happy? "Well... Let's just see what we can do for you three... Hmm, we don't have two rooms open right this second, but there is one with tree bedrooms, does that matter to you that much?" The man's voice was high pitched, and Brock looked back to Ash and Misty who were once again fighting about something.

            "Heh... No just as long as we've got somewhere dry to sleep we're fine. How much is it?" Brock avoided eye contact and started to count out the money he had.

            "Hmm, let's see that's the three bedrooms sweet... $225.00 for the night." Brock's eyes widened, but he managed to get his wallet again and take out a credit card instead of the $75.00 he had in his hand.

            "Do you take Debit?" Brock asked, as he hesitantly gave the card that would leave his checking account with about $20.00....

            "Yes, we do."

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            "Err, don't make fun of my hair!" Misty was fuming as she spoke through clenched teeth.

            "What, all I said was that you looked like a flayed orange with the way your hair looks right this second!"

            "ASH KETCHUM!!!" Misty screamed hitting Ash in the chest with her right hand in a fist.

            "Uhh..." Ash ground as he backed off a little nervous. "S- Sorry..." Ash managed as he plopped onto a chair rubbing the spot Misty had just targeted.

            "Yeah, well it you weren't shuck a jerk all the time I wouldn't have to hit you!"

            "I wasn't trying to be a jerk! I was just laughing! ... I-" Ash was cut off abruptly and mentally slapped himself for saying that. 'Err... Why is it SO hard to explain things to her without screwing up?!'

            "SEE!" Misty screeched in a mixture of anger and pain.

            "I... I didn't mean it like THAT! I was just pointing out how stupid we BOTH looked!" Ash took off his hat and ringed it out a little before setting it on the ground and letting his hand run through his jet black hair still damp.

            "Well, you two ever stop fighting?" Brock tossed Misty one of the room keys and he kept the other.

            "I'll stop yelling at Ash when he grows up and stops teasing me all the time..." Misty glared as she shoved Ash back into his chair as he was getting out.

            "You know sometimes..." Ash held his tongue and said some choice words in his mind.

            "You know sometimes WHAT, Ash?" Misty shouted back facing Ash looking straight into his dark brown eyes. Ash couldn't respond, everything was happening so fast. He just turned away from her and looked at the floor clenching his fists tightly. "I thought so" Misty ran out of the Hotel into the pouring rain not letting the tears show as they fell onto the hard sidewalk blending in with the rain drops.

            'All this time... He's felt nothing for me; he's never cared, and never well... Oh Ash.' Misty cried as she slid down the brick wall of the hotel letting the rain hit her face as she closed her eyes and cried more then ever.

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            "Mist-" Ash was going to run after but was stopped as Brock grabbed his arm quickly pulling him away from the door.

            "No Ash, let Misty go where she wants to for now, she has the room key, she'll come back when she thinks things through."

            Ash flinched, but rested the sensation to run after her. 'I'm sorry Mist.. I'm sorry.' Ash nodded and went with Brock into the elevator closest to them.

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Not far from where Misty is...
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            "Looks like little Ash'ie boy flunked out on how to flirt with girls... Now it's payback time." Gary smirked evilly at Misty who was still up against the wall with her head buried in her legs crying. "Your precious little Misty is mine now Ash, and she's going to die if you don't find her soon enough..." Gary walked slowly out of the alleyway across from Misty, and made sure that she didn't see him.

            "Why'd I stay with him all this time? I'm such a ditz... He's always hated me—"

            "No, no, no... Misty you've got it all wrong; Ash is completely insane about you. He... He just doesn't want to admit it to you yet because he's scared he'll lose you." Misty jumped a little and stood up quickly removing the tears from her eyes, only to be replaced by fear and uncertainty.

            "Gary, wh-what are you doing here?" Misty was a little apprehensive and managed to stay at least four feet away from him, when no sooner someone came from up behind her grabbing her arms and lifting her off the cold wet ground. She tried to scream but couldn't something was covering her mouth. Misty kicked her legs frantically in the air and managed to hit Gary in the lip making it bleed.

            "Damn it! Get her out of here... I take care of her later." Gary whipped the blood from his face and tried to examine the cut before giving up and storming into the hotel.

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            Ash flopped down on his bed and looked at the pale blue sealing not knowing what to do. It was true that Misty and he would fight all the time, but he was just teasing her, he didn't mean to hurt her. He hated to see her really upset...

            He remembered the first time he had met her, it all started then. 'Would I have gotten as far as I have without her, she was always there for me cheering me on at the championships... I just never took it for granite she's even saved my life literally...' "Why did I have to be such a Jerk? God I'm 17 I should have grown out of it by now!" Ash grabbed one of the pillows from his bed and covered his face with it.

            "Will, you stop putting yourself down? She'll be fine, I'm sure she'll be back in the morning, just say you're sorry or something to help her feel better." Brock popped his head through the doorway to Ash's room.

          "I know, I know... But I can't help it, I really downed her this time... All over a simple thing as her hair! Err." Ash hit the pillow that was over his face repeatedly, before turning on his side and looking up at Brock.

            "I don't know what to say for once... She's a sixteen year old girl, girls are very sensitive..." Brock, tried to make things up, not sure what he was saying but it seemed to work on Ash.

            "Yeah, I guess your right..."

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