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A/N: Yeah, this is a weird idea but I like it. Oh, and please RnR!

Don't Try to Rain on Me

Super Ash

"Hmm…" mumbled Misty as she dragged herself down the hall.

It had been exactly one week since she and Ash had gotten into their argument and for some reason it always felt that they were walking on eggshells around each other. There was no 'comfortable feeling' as there had been before.

"As I was saying…" Shako was talking beside her but all she could hear was a dull buzzing noise. "Misty?"

"What?" she said, automatically responding to her name in question.

"Are you listening to me?"

"Yeah. Yeah, you were saying-?" Shako suddenly laughed, scaring the daylights out of Misty. "What was that for?"

"You're obviously thinking about something else! Could it be…A certain boy, perhaps?" Ash flittered to her mind and a small blush crept up upon her face, fanning over her cheeks.

"Of course not."

"Sam?"

"What?" asked Misty, confused. And then it clicked. Shako thought she was talking about Sam. "Oh, no! That's not it!"

"Sure Misty. Try and cover it up!" She wagged a finger at the redhead almost knowingly. "Not that I blame you." Misty stared at her, completely baffled for a moment.

"But-?"

"Never mind. I'll talk to you about it after lunch, 'kay?" With a small flick of the fingers Shako walked away and left Misty to head up to her room. She walked up the winding stairs and into her room, surprised to find Ash waiting for her. He gave her a small smile and a small wave.

"Hi. What's up?" A shrug and silence.

"Nothing really. I was just…looking around."

"You've been here as long as I have," she said slowly, making sure the words came out right. But no matter, she saw the familiar look of anger slowly creep into his eyes. "I mean…what were you looking for?"

"None of your business." She could tell as soon as he said it that he was sorry and she was ready to say that it was okay, but he said nothing.

"Fine. I was just about to eat lunch. Maybe I could bring something up…?" Don't spoil it, Ash, she praying slowly in her mind. Please. She saw him open his mouth to say something and shut it again.

"That sounds great," he said slowly. A large smile began to spread across Misty's face as she turned around on her heel.

"Great. I'll be right back up." He offered her a smile as well and a heavy shadow began to lift from her heart. She went down to the café and got some sake and gohan as well as sushi with neta. Grabbing a pair of chopsticks, she nearly raced upstairs.

Soon, she was settled on the bed with Ash sitting across from her. She tried not to look up from her food but found it too tempting.

"We need to talk," he said finally. Misty almost dropped her chopsticks at the sudden sound of his voice and nodded.

"Go ahead."

"We've been…I don't know…distant." So far, Misty wasn't sure where this was going to go. "It's bugging me." That sounded good. "I feel like I can't tell you anything anymore, you know?"

"Yeah…"

"Well…maybe if we just…er…" She peered up at him as the winds began to pick up behind them, beating at the wall. "Took some time off each other we'd-?"

"What?" she said. "You're supposed to be here for me, Ash!" He shook his head.

"I know but I think we need some time to cool off, okay?"

"No, not-"

"See ya." And he was gone. Nothing but a cold air on her cheek. But Misty was far too angry to cry. Instead she clutched the comforter in front of her angrily and clenched her eyes shut. Soon her knuckles were white and her entire body shook from the tenseness of it. She willed herself not to say anything because she knew she would burst if she did. Suddenly, the wind blew the window open beside her bed and she nearly fell off.

Getting up to close it, there was a knock on her door.

"Come it!" she finally said, her voice distant and she wasn't sure if it was the least bit audible over the winds streaming in from her window. Shako came in, looking around the now-dim room.

"Jeez. Put some lights on, will ya?" She flicked the lights on.

"What's up?" Shako shifted on her feet.

"One of the girls…she went outside to take down the flag and she didn't come back. I made a search party and I wanted to know if you wanted to help?" Misty grinned the best she could and nodded.

"Yeah!"

"Great," said Shako. "Come on!"

Rain had begun to fall softly upon their heads.

"She's younger!" yelled Shako over the violent winds. It lifted Misty's skirt high above her knees as they walked into it. "Only a first year. A little on the short side with short brown hair."

"She could be anywhere on campus!" yelled Misty. Shako shrugged. Then her eyes widened.

"Oh, no!"

"What?"

"She's Nyctophobic!"

"What?"

"She's afraid of the dark! She-oh, we need to find her fast! Let's split up." Misty nodded and began sprinting the opposite way of Shako. Lightning flashed wildly in the sky and thunder soon followed it, menacing as always.

"Ash!" she screamed. "Ash, I need you!" With wind like a kiss on her cheek, he appeared beside her, concern etched in his face though she could be certain he was trying not to show it.

"What's wrong, Mist?" Mist, she thought for a fleeting moment. How long has it been?

"There's a girl," she started, trying to catch her breath fast enough to talk. "And she's lost. She's only ten and she's Nyctophobic!" Ash nodded.

"That's a problem. Look how dark it is."

"Help me," she said. "Please?" With hesitance, she could see, Ash nodded. The rain came down harder, plastering her shirt and hair to her skin and her skirt would be plastered to her legs if it wasn't being harshly whipped by the roaring wind.

"All right. Lead the way!"

"But…she's lost! No one knows where she is!" Ash nodded solemnly and darted up into the sky. Soon, his transparent figure was lost as she could only see the dark sky.

"I see her!" he screamed as he descended downwards like a bullet. "She's on the school roof!"

"What?" shrieked Misty. "Why?"

"I think…I think when the winds started she panicked and tried to get in through the doors. But the school doors are closed during school hours so she tried to get in through the roof door. And when the sky turned dark she freaked out and now she won't move." He frowned. "I shouldn't go near her. She might think I'm a ghost."

"Show me where she is." She followed him to a perched ladder. Some of the rungs were old and molded. "I don't think I can make it up that. Look!" She felt his hand on her lower back as his eyes fixed on the roof.

"I won't let you fall." Five words boosted Misty with enough confidence to begin climbing. Slowly at first and then with ease. Before long, she was upon the roof.

"Where is she?" Ash took her hand and led her to the girl. Sure enough, there she was. Her brown hair stuck to her face, which they couldn't see because it was buried in her knees. Her arms wound tightly around her knees, the knuckles white from gripping her hands. Her eyes were clenched shut and she was rocking back and forth.

"Hey," she said softly, touching the girl's pale arm. With a scream, her eyes flew open and she backed away towards the edge of the roof. "I'm here to get you down."

"No!" she yelled. "Just go away!"

"Come here! You need to get down from here!" Misty extended a hand, beginning to shiver from the cold. The rain struck her bare arm like tiny bullets but she still held it out. The girl eyed her before slowly reaching out to touch her hand.

Then she saw Ash.

Screaming, she backed even further to the edge.

"Ghost! It's a ghost!" she screamed, tears evidently streaming down her face although it was hard to tell with the rain.

"No! He's not a ghost. With out him, I wouldn't have found you." Ash offered a smile to the girl but she only screamed louder and backed away even further. "Hey! Stop that!" cried Misty, fearing for the child's life. "You might fall!"

"Ghost," the girl sobbed. Ash frowned and took a step towards her. The girl backed away, her hand slipping on the edge of the roof, almost taking her body with it.

"No!" screamed Misty as the girl continued to back up, centimeter by centimeter. Suddenly, with a shriek and a clap of thunder, the girl tumbled from the roof. "No!" screamed Misty again and lunged, only to grab the hem of the girl's skirt. It tore off in her hand with a loud rip.

Suddenly, there was a blur as something shot past her. Only a few seconds later, she was hit with the wind it made.

"ASH!" she screamed in delight and horror as she barely made out his body. Three feet before she crashed to the ground, Ash caught her in his arms and skidded along the ground. Misty stood frozen with shock and cold a few moments before racing down the old ladder. The third to last rung broke and she stumbled on the ground, but she didn't falter as she raced to the girl.

When she reached them, the girl had passed out cold and Ash was breathing hard, the girl clutched in his arms.

"You did it, Ash," she whispered, scooting closer to the two. "You did it!" She lunged forward and threw her arms around his neck. He smiled and snaked an arm around her waist while holding the unconscious girl with the other.

"I did. I really did."

"Maybe we should call you Super Ash," she cracked happily as he stood, cradling the girl. He smiled.

"That was corny."

"I'm in a corny mood." He grinned and they walked into the school.

Together.

*

"I still don't get it," said Shako as the two sat on Misty's bed. "How did you know the girl was on the roof?"

'"My guardian angel told me,"' was what she wanted to say but she just shrugged. "Intuition. Or an angel." Shako smiled and yawned.

"You're so wet. You should take a shower and dry off before bed. I'll see you in the morning, okay?"

"Right."

The bed shook lightly as a soaking Ash plopped himself on her bed.

"What and exciting night," he said and Misty could feel the old air return.

"Yeah. You saved her, you know." She could see the familiar purple-tinted blush appear on his cheeks and he waved his hand.

"Naw…"

"You did. Seriously," she said, sitting up. "What if you hadn't been there?"

"She would've broken a leg."

"Or a neck," she added, rearranging herself so her torso lay on her pillows. Ash followed suit.

"Don't be such a pessimist," he said, smiling.

"Don't be such an optimist," she countered, winking. Suddenly, he leaned over and kissed her. Her eyes flew open with shock and delight. When he pulled away, she cocked her head at him.

"I think I've cooled down," he said breathlessly. Misty smiled.

"No," she said softly. "I think you've heated up." Ash smiled widely and kissed her again, pecking her softly on the lips.

That night, Misty fell asleep in some invisible stranger's arms.

There's the romance I promised! Don't kill me, I know it's short…I couldn't think of anything else to write! Ideas, ideas! I need ideas! Thanks for reviewing or reading!

~ Kasagi Onaso