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Misty turned around, to stare at the brown-eyed boy she had loved for so long now, and kept secret for the fear he would not feel the same way. The only ones who didn't know how they felt for each other were themselves.
"I… Ash I…" Misty stammered as the boy slowly pushed himself to his feet, glancing at Pikachu, who had a worried look on its face, and the pair of Pichu sat back to back, panting heavily. Ash stared at Misty for a moment, then looked away. A soft pink glow surrounded the boy, and Mew appeared, ears first, over Ash's shoulder.
"Mew?" it said slowly, then looked at Ash, then Misty, before giggling crazily. Misty and Brock stared, as did Tracey, who instantly pulled out a sketchbook and began drawing rapidly. The last few pictures were of Pikachu trying to attack the cloned Ash, then the Pichu joining in. Now he sketched Mew as it twirled around Ash's head.
"Ash! Get away from there! That's Mew!" Ash just looked at Professor Oak, who had shouted, and placed a hand on Mews head, scratching it between the ears gently, and the large blue eyes closed contentedly.
They all stared, the only sound were Mews happy sighs, and Tracey's rapid sketching. "You… You know it Ash?" Misty asked. Ash shrugged, but turned away.
Mew grinned and spoke up "That was a little mean Misty. You shouldn't lie"
All other than Ash looked around, wondering where the voice had come from, before they all turned back to Mew, who grinned and giggled playfully. Ash looked at Mew. He wanted to believe what the pokémon had said, but Misty had said those things. Before anyone could stop him Ash turned, and charged from the room, trying to block the tears.
"Ash! Wait!" Misty called after him, but was only greeted with the slamming of the front door, loudly. Mew disappeared, teleporting back to Ash. Pikachu cried out in alarm, running down the hall after Ash, and the humans followed, Professor Oak excused as he bent to pick up the sleeping Pichu and take them back to the lounge room.
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Ash ran and ran, not looking back, not daring to incase he stopped. Mew followed in a glistening, glass like clear bubble. Ash could hear Misty and Pikachu shouting after him, but how could he face her now that he knew the truth? She hated him! She always had! he felt like such a fool. Now he could no longer hold the tears back as he dropped to the ground, panting and holding his hands over his face, sobbing.
'Ash? Ash!? Hang on… I'm coming' The thought floated through his mind, but Ash didn't move, even when the pink pokémon burst into the clearing and floated over to Ash, who had not only stopped in a clearing, but had collapsed onto his knees on a large round tree stump. "Ash? Ash, she doesn't hate you. Really… Trust me, I know"
Ash looked up, tears staining his cheeks but he stood up defiantly "I don't care if she does or doesn't" "Now you're lying! It's lying that got you into this position in the first place Ash! She doesn't hate you, just as you don't hate her. Ask Brock!" Ash wondered for a moment how Mew knew Brocks name "The only one who doesn't know how she truly feels is you, and it's so obvious!"
Ash looked up, hearing a twig snap in the bushes and looked up to see Misty and Pikachu come running into the clearing, Pikachu leading, nose to the ground, but he looked up when he saw Ash
"Pikapi!"
Ash caught the large mouse as he leapt into his arms and hugged him. Misty walked up, eyes down
"I'm… I'm sorry Ash. I didn't mean it… I just… didn't…" She looked up into Ash's deep brown eyes, and felt relieved, as he didn't seem too mad.
He took her hands in his and smiled at her. He'd grown to be a handsome, tall young man, and Misty was beginning to really regret having lied to him, once or ever.
"Ash… I…" She began, but was cut off as he smiled at her again. Leaning up towards him a little, she could feel his breath on her face. They both inched a little closer to each other. Mew and Pikachu held their breath.
Ash studied Misty's aquarelle eyes for a moment before replying. He felt his skin tingle where his hand held hers. "It's ok Mist" He said softly. Without realizing it, their lips met together gently. The kiss lasted a second before Pikachu and Mew cheered, and then a loud crash identified Brock and Tracey searching for them. The pair jumped apart, each as red as the other, but the anger had gone.
Mew jumped suddenly, remembering and throwing itself off the stump at Ash, who turned to catch the little pink pokémon before it hit him "What?"
"Ash, Oh I forgot! We have to leave, now! Team Rocket, I fear they know about our hearts, we must get out of here before they find us!" Misty stared in confusion
"What's wrong? What's happening? Your hearts?" Ash sighed, and turned back to the girl of his dreams, and began explaining.
"It all began 4 years ago…"
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After telling the story to Misty, Brock and Tracey, and Pikachu, Mew had told them they had to go NOW. Ash didn't understand the rush, but asked if his friends could come. Getting no reply from Mew, he called out Charizard, Pidgeot and Dragonite. "Right, we can ride on my pokémon." Ash announced, hopping up onto Dragonite. Misty clambered up onto Charizard and Brock looked at Pidgeot, who held her hooked beak up dangerously.
"Uhh… Ash?"
"Hmm?" Ash turned around to look down at Brock with a puzzled frown, then to Pidgeot. "Oh don't be pathetic Brock, Pidgeot won't hurt you, right Pidgeot?" Pidgeot let out a loud screeching trill, clacking her beak together fiercely, but lowering her wings so Brock could get on. Once they were all up, wings thrashed the air and the pokémon lifted. Pikachu perched on Ash's shoulder.
"Where are we going Mew? Mew?" There was no answer and Ash looked around 'Mew?'
"ASH!!" Ash heard the cry, but too late. The balloon appeared above the treetops, brown tipped cream ears, and feline face. It was Team Rockets Meowth balloon. Ash's blood ran cold as he saw a glass jar, with Mew inside of it, trying to get out.
