The One for You
*Chapter 2*
By: Rachel*
Rated: PG-13 (Language/content/some instance
violence
Gender: Romance/Drama/Mild Mild comedy this time
folks.
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~*~ Yes, its here, yes it's REALLY short... But it worked with the chapter this
time, trust me the next ones gonna be a big one! ^-^' heh-heh. Anyway, I know
my editing sucks. I can't help it, I'm working on it trust me folks! ~*~
~*~ Don't own Pokemon, just the guy at the front desk, lol.. Enjoy and REMEMBER
TO REVIEW!! ~*~
"Uhh, I'll just slide the
letter under Ash's hotel door and leave this trashy place!" Gary was way beyond pissed and sure wasn't in the mood
to deal with the man at the front desk.
"May I help you?"
The man batted his eyes lashes dreamily.
"NO, you can't!" Gary quickly shrieked flying past the man and right into
the elevator. 'Hmmm... I can't wait to
see Ash's face when he reads this...' Gary smiled clenching the letter tightly in his fist
exiting the elevator when it reached Ash's floor. "Thank God for people on
my side..." Gary thought as he went around the corner and headed
towards room # 210. Taking out a piece of tape he tore it and stuck it to the
back of the door, writing quickly Ash's name and leaving before anyone noticed
him.
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The Next Morning
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Sun filled the room and left a
cheery feeling throughout Ash, Brock, and Misty's hotel room. It was no longer
dark and stormy as it had seemed last evening, no instead there was nothing but
blue sky with some scattered clouds here and there.
"... Mmm..." Ash
groaned as the light beamed him right in the eyes. He turned over covering his
head with his pillow. 'I wonder if Misty's
asleep.' Ash hoped out of bed quickly running to the room to the left of
his. Crossing his fingers he knocked on her door hoping she was back. Safe...
Sleeping away her fears in her room. But there was no answer... Ash forwarded
his eyebrows briefly before opening the door with and knocking again; calling
out, "Mist, are ya in here?" before looking around.
"Brock!" Ash came running out of his angel's empty room scrambling
for Brock's doorknob and running in. "Brock! Misty's still not back
yet!" Ash shouted sending Brock about 50 feet in the air landing
carelessly on the dark blue carpeted floor.
"Damn it! What, do you
want Ash? My God it's 7:00 AM on a Saturday for crying out loud!" Brock shouted at Ash who was
slightly taken aback by this, but didn't mind that much. He had more important
things to be thinking about...
"Err! Didn't you here
me?! Misty isn't back!" Ash threw his hands in the air giving up and
storming into the mini bath room. He slammed his fist into the sink ignoring
the pain. He clenched his teeth, and closed his eyes remembering what had
happened...
"Wh..." Broke
focused on what Ash had told him. What could he say, nothing came to mind.
"I- I don't know what to sa-"
"SHUT UP BROCK! Don't
even say you don't know what to say! You are the one who said NOT to go after
her!" Ash couldn't take it anymore, he ran quickly out of Brock's room and
got changed, he left his blue-green jacket that he always wore on his bed and
just threw on his black shirt and a pair of jeans. Ash finally grabbed his
sneakers and ran back out of his room.
"Ash... Wh-what are you
doing?" Brock came out of his room, and fluffed his hair with his hand
yawning as he talked.
"What do you think; I'm
going to go find Misty!" Ash didn't look back him, clenched onto one of
the room keys and slammed the door shut.
"Uhh.. This is the begging
of a beautiful vacation... It was supposed to be, just me, Jenny, and those
two, with no Pokemon, and nothing to worry about. Why me?!" Brock paced
back and forth yelling at himself just for no reason... 'Uhh!'
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"MMM!" Misty tried to scream, her cries being
held back by the gag in her mouth. It was dark and musty smelling wherever she
was; she had just woken up about 30 minuets ago and had nor seen or heard from
the ass Gary.
"Shut up... No one can
here you here Misty, it's pointless to waste your strength." Speak of the
devil... Gary came walking in through a solid meddle door, a
cigarette in his hand.
"Mmm..." Was all Misty
could say? Gary just smirked and walked over, taking a puff of the
cigarette and blowing the smoke into Misty's face. She closed her eyes, trying
to get the sensation of throwing up out of her mind.
"Now... Will you be a
good girl and behave if I remove the gag? Because, if you don't I'm going to
have one of my friends teach you a little lesson, and I don't think you want
that happening now do you?" Gary tilted her face up to his a starred at her.
"Mmmm." Misty opened
her eyes and glared at him with such hate... But Gary just smiled.
"Heh..." He pulled out
the cloth from her mouth and pressed his lips against her.
"Mm! Stop!" Misty
yelled turning her face away from him quickly grimacing at the thought that his
lips had just kissed hers.
"Now, WHAT did I just
tell you Misty? Hadn't I just told you to behave Misty? Now, I'll count this as
a warning, but if you ever do something I don't approve of again, or your
Ash'ie boy will never be able to find you... EVER!" Gary hit Misty with in the face, and was the echoed
scream as the pain shout threw her...
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Ash turned around as he
noticed something fall to the ground behind him.. I- It was a letter. Ash
forwarded his eyebrows questionably as he bent down and opened the white
envelope with his name written in red ink. 'God, don't let it be a good-bye
note from Misty, don't let it be a good-bye note!' Well, one thing was for
sure... It wasn't what he had expected.
"G-G-... BROCK!!"
Ash just looked down at the letter, how.. 'How could he go this far... As to
hurt Misty.. Why?'
"WHAT?!" Brock came
scrambling out the dark brown door managing to trip over Ash and land face down
on the hard concert floor, which was at least covered with some form of
carpeting. "Oww..."
"He-He's got Misty."
Ash crumpled the paper into a tightly shaped ball and gently gave to it Brock,
not looking, not even a gesture towards the guy.
"Who's got her Ash?"
Brock began to unfold the paper, but got his answer before he got a chance to
even glance over it.
"Gary..." Ash hit his fist into the door painfully
closing his eyes tightly and grinding his other hand into the red carpet. 'I'll get you back my love... Even if I have
to kill Gary to get to
you...'
~*~ Hope you liked this one, I know I'm making Gary a
bad-bad guy, but don't you think he does the part well?! Tell me what you think
about this chapter, and I'll try to get chapter 3 out ASAP! ~*~
Toodles for now,
Rachel* ^_~