Author's Notes: I've actually decided to take back what I noted on at the
end of last chapter. I'll update at least 2 times a week, this way I can
update more without going back on what I noted on. Anyway, my Mother's day
fic is out for those who are interested. I'd also like to note that I don't
begin on a chapter until I'm going to release it very soon. So, if you want
me to do something in the next chapter, why not suggest it? I may choose to
do something other than what I was originally planning on, but if I don't
get that feedback, then I won't know. Anyway, here's chapter 16!
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Ash woke up. Although it was early in the morning, he couldn't get back to sleep. Ash looked at the clock. It was still a couple of hours before dawn, or even false dawn at that. Ash sighs. This is getting to be a problem, Ash thinks to himself. I might need to get a Jigglypuff to sing me to sleep. Ash decides to go on a walk. He gets ready and leaves a note for Misty who is still sound asleep. Ash doesn't know why, but he feels that this he should for no other reason than the fact that he can't sleep.
Ash makes his way towards the beach. He doesn't really know why he wanted to go by here, but knew that this at least was close. While he's walking, he takes a seat in the sand, not really caring how cold it is in the morning mist. He begins to think back on what he has done since he washed on these shores. He never really thought much about it until now. He had been more concerned about what had happened before he had returned. Ash sighs as he remembers all the times where he should have seen things that he would have otherwise seen. Why have I been so spaced out? Ash asks himself. He begins to wonder what he missed out on during the times when he was thinking about his missing past and being depressed over it. How have I affected others? Ash couldn't help but wonder, as he realizes how much those who he was close to were concerned about him.
Was that why Gary didn't call for those two years? Is that why he was being so vague? Ash wondered. He thought about how much he must have hurt Misty by not letting her help him when he could have just spoke with her, and not kept it to himself, causing her to worry so much.
"And I say that I love her," Ash said bitterly, to no one in particular. Ash looked up at the sky. The clouds hid most of the stars. Like my past, Ash thought to himself. He also thought back to the time where he realized that he loved another girl instead of just Misty. Not that he ever doubted his love for Misty, he loved her with all of his heart, but this other girl, Ash realized, he loved just as much as Misty. Her name is Marin Crystal, Ash declared to himself. She was the one that took care of me for that while I was in a coma.
Ash thought of what he had remembered of Marin Crystal. All of it seemed so much different from Misty. Then Ash thought of Misty Ketchum. His wife, mother to his son, and soon to be born child. The one who had been there for all the hard times that he had in his life. The one constant that he's ever really had that wasn't a pokemon or family member. The one who stood by him through it all. Ash could only list a few of the things that he could remember about Misty before he had to stop at: Misty, my wife. The one who I said that I would always love.
Didn't you also say that to Marin? another part of Ash asked. You also have a son AND daughter with Marin. Ash gulped, as he remembered that piece. Although, he knew that he had a daughter Misty, he seldom thought about her. Why was that? Ash wondered. It was a month since Gary last called from Violet city when he was there. He 'innocently' told him about Misty beating Falkner. After that, he hadn't thought about her. Why? Ash asked himself again. Why did he not think about how his own children were doing? "I know I love them!" Ash cried out loud. "Why don't I think about them!"
It wasn't until Ash calmed down that he realized that he was afraid. Afraid that he would stop loving his wife and two-year old son if he thought too much about the time that he was missing. When Ash realized that, he couldn't help but let the tears flow.
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"Come on! Again!" Misty cried.
Gary was bored. How many times did he have to beat her with only his Umbreon. His Umbreon wasn't even getting tired when he battled Misty. Gary wanted to continue moving instead of just waiting around for Misty to beat everyone around her.
"Okay, but this time when I win, we continue moving. Okay?" Gary told Misty.
"Fine!" Misty cried.
The battle was over in the first few moves. Gary's Umbreon took out what ever Pokemon Misty sent out, even a few ones that Misty had caught and planned on releasing or giving away to someone else after she was done with them. The ones she had caught were much tougher than the usual ones that one would find. These were ones that had survived many battles, only to fall prey to Misty's pokeballs.
"Now can we get moving?" Gary asked, directly after the battle, as Misty was already healing her pokemon.
"No! One more time!" Misty cried out. Gary sighed. How many times did he have to beat her? Maybe I should try a TKO, Gary thought.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Misty woke up. Ash was gone again. As usual there was a note. Misty sighed. It had been two weeks since he had told her about his fears about not loving her if too much of his memory came back. Although Misty was glad that he told her, she was having reservations on how much he truly loved Marin. Misty never doubted that Ash would always love her, but would he still remember me if he chose her? Misty often asked herself.
For some reason, for three weeks Ash has had a big case of insomnia. It also seemed to be getting worse. Misty got up and got dressed. She didn't bother taking a shower because she had no plans for today. So, when she got back she could take one then. She quickly checked to make certain that their son was still asleep. Misty then made her way out into the morning mist. False dawn was approaching and Misty made her way carefully down to the beach where Ash had been spending his mornings.
When Misty got to the beach, she saw Professor Oak with Ash. Misty then waited for Professor Oak to leave then went down to talk with Ash. Ash didn't seem to notice Misty as she sat down next to him. He jumped in surprise when Misty spoke. "How was your morning?"
Ash looked quickly at Misty, surprise evident on his face and he calmed down. "Fine. I realized what was keeping me from remembering the nine years that I was gone," Ash replied.
"That's great Ash!" Misty exclaimed.
"Well, the reason I couldn't remember it is I think that it's because that I was afraid of what I'd find. What little I did remember, I became afraid of what would happen if all of it came back. Because with the memories that came back, feelings that I didn't expect came with them," Ash continued, while answering the unspoken question.
Misty waited patiently for Ash to continue, knowing that this was hard enough for him. "Yet, as I think back on it, I wonder if I felt that way when I first washed up on shore here," Ash finished.
"I think that you might have," Misty commented. "You did seem afraid, but you were able to work through it."
"Yeah. Though, now I think that I may be able to work through this now, but still slower. I think that I was able to remember so much so quickly is because I was able to look at the photo album that I had in my old room. If it wasn't for that, I probably would have run off," Ash admitted.
"I never knew that you had thought about doing that," Misty whispered, leaning on Ash, allowing him to move his arm around her shoulders and hold her next to his side.
"Well now you know," Ash whispered back.
They sat for a minute in silence, listening to the waves move up and down the beach. Misty finally broke the silence. "So why was Professor Oak here?" Misty asked.
"I discovered a new Pokemon," Ash replied.
Misty was surprised. She didn't think that Ash would find something like that. "What is it?" Misty asked.
"I named it Pottleti," Ash replied. "It's definitely a water type, but. . ."
"I have to see it!" Misty cried out, cutting Ash off before he could finish.
"Sure," Ash replied, getting up with Misty already a step ahead of him. As Ash led the way to Prof. Oaks' lab, Ash seemed to get a little uneasy. When Misty asked Ash what was wrong, he replied, "It's just that there's a problem with this Pokemon."
They paused outside the door to Oak's lab. "What is it?" Misty asked, hearing the Pokemon call out, "Ti? Pottle ti ti, Pottleti?"
The door opened as Ash continued, "The problem is, is that although it's a water type, it's also a bug type."
As Ash was finishing his sentence, Misty saw the new Pokemon water strider. It indeed was a bug, but in Misty's mind she screamed, "How is it water type!?"
* * * * * * * * * * *
Professor Oak was in his lab when he heard Misty's blood curdling scream. She must have seen the new pokemon, Oak thought to himself as he went to pick up the terrified pokemon. Oak comforted it as he could hear Ash explaining to Misty why it was also water type. Oak already had known that it was water type. It was Oak who had explained it to Ash how it was both bug and water type. It showed the basic characteristics of being water type, but also was obviously a bug and also had a few attacks that seemed to combine both elements.
Oak was really interested in what this pokemon could do. Already Oak had named a few water/bug type moves. It really seemed to be interesting. Oak also was mentally preparing himself for when Misty would barrage him with questions about how Pottleti could be both water type and bug type. The hardest part about the mix for Misty to accept was that she loved water types with all her heart and hated bug types with all her heart. This would really be difficult for her to understand.
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Author Notes: How was that? I'm thinking of what names to call the water/bug type moves. If anyone has any ideas, I'm open to suggestions. Though, I know no one suggested this, but this also wasn't part of my original plan. I just thought of this as I was writing it. Anyway, the votes still are 9 ½ to 1 ½. I don't know too much about Pokemon battles other than what's in the game boy games, and so I don't really know exactly how to put one in. Yet, I think that I'll have some idea of what to do when Ash's mastery is challenged. Anyone think that Ash should keep it or lose to his daughter let me know please! I'm really undecided about that. Anyway, please look forward to chapter 17!
Additional disclaimer: Pokemon does not belong to me. If the did, I wouldn't have a negative cash flow position right now. Nor would I be forced to go to such extreme measures to occupy myself as I don't have anything else really to do. Also, the Pokemon Pottleti in this fic belongs solely to me, unless there is a Pokemon in Sapphire or Ruby that I don't know about. As I don't own those games let alone a game boy advance.
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Ash woke up. Although it was early in the morning, he couldn't get back to sleep. Ash looked at the clock. It was still a couple of hours before dawn, or even false dawn at that. Ash sighs. This is getting to be a problem, Ash thinks to himself. I might need to get a Jigglypuff to sing me to sleep. Ash decides to go on a walk. He gets ready and leaves a note for Misty who is still sound asleep. Ash doesn't know why, but he feels that this he should for no other reason than the fact that he can't sleep.
Ash makes his way towards the beach. He doesn't really know why he wanted to go by here, but knew that this at least was close. While he's walking, he takes a seat in the sand, not really caring how cold it is in the morning mist. He begins to think back on what he has done since he washed on these shores. He never really thought much about it until now. He had been more concerned about what had happened before he had returned. Ash sighs as he remembers all the times where he should have seen things that he would have otherwise seen. Why have I been so spaced out? Ash asks himself. He begins to wonder what he missed out on during the times when he was thinking about his missing past and being depressed over it. How have I affected others? Ash couldn't help but wonder, as he realizes how much those who he was close to were concerned about him.
Was that why Gary didn't call for those two years? Is that why he was being so vague? Ash wondered. He thought about how much he must have hurt Misty by not letting her help him when he could have just spoke with her, and not kept it to himself, causing her to worry so much.
"And I say that I love her," Ash said bitterly, to no one in particular. Ash looked up at the sky. The clouds hid most of the stars. Like my past, Ash thought to himself. He also thought back to the time where he realized that he loved another girl instead of just Misty. Not that he ever doubted his love for Misty, he loved her with all of his heart, but this other girl, Ash realized, he loved just as much as Misty. Her name is Marin Crystal, Ash declared to himself. She was the one that took care of me for that while I was in a coma.
Ash thought of what he had remembered of Marin Crystal. All of it seemed so much different from Misty. Then Ash thought of Misty Ketchum. His wife, mother to his son, and soon to be born child. The one who had been there for all the hard times that he had in his life. The one constant that he's ever really had that wasn't a pokemon or family member. The one who stood by him through it all. Ash could only list a few of the things that he could remember about Misty before he had to stop at: Misty, my wife. The one who I said that I would always love.
Didn't you also say that to Marin? another part of Ash asked. You also have a son AND daughter with Marin. Ash gulped, as he remembered that piece. Although, he knew that he had a daughter Misty, he seldom thought about her. Why was that? Ash wondered. It was a month since Gary last called from Violet city when he was there. He 'innocently' told him about Misty beating Falkner. After that, he hadn't thought about her. Why? Ash asked himself again. Why did he not think about how his own children were doing? "I know I love them!" Ash cried out loud. "Why don't I think about them!"
It wasn't until Ash calmed down that he realized that he was afraid. Afraid that he would stop loving his wife and two-year old son if he thought too much about the time that he was missing. When Ash realized that, he couldn't help but let the tears flow.
* * * * * * * * * * *
"Come on! Again!" Misty cried.
Gary was bored. How many times did he have to beat her with only his Umbreon. His Umbreon wasn't even getting tired when he battled Misty. Gary wanted to continue moving instead of just waiting around for Misty to beat everyone around her.
"Okay, but this time when I win, we continue moving. Okay?" Gary told Misty.
"Fine!" Misty cried.
The battle was over in the first few moves. Gary's Umbreon took out what ever Pokemon Misty sent out, even a few ones that Misty had caught and planned on releasing or giving away to someone else after she was done with them. The ones she had caught were much tougher than the usual ones that one would find. These were ones that had survived many battles, only to fall prey to Misty's pokeballs.
"Now can we get moving?" Gary asked, directly after the battle, as Misty was already healing her pokemon.
"No! One more time!" Misty cried out. Gary sighed. How many times did he have to beat her? Maybe I should try a TKO, Gary thought.
* * * * * * * * * * *
Misty woke up. Ash was gone again. As usual there was a note. Misty sighed. It had been two weeks since he had told her about his fears about not loving her if too much of his memory came back. Although Misty was glad that he told her, she was having reservations on how much he truly loved Marin. Misty never doubted that Ash would always love her, but would he still remember me if he chose her? Misty often asked herself.
For some reason, for three weeks Ash has had a big case of insomnia. It also seemed to be getting worse. Misty got up and got dressed. She didn't bother taking a shower because she had no plans for today. So, when she got back she could take one then. She quickly checked to make certain that their son was still asleep. Misty then made her way out into the morning mist. False dawn was approaching and Misty made her way carefully down to the beach where Ash had been spending his mornings.
When Misty got to the beach, she saw Professor Oak with Ash. Misty then waited for Professor Oak to leave then went down to talk with Ash. Ash didn't seem to notice Misty as she sat down next to him. He jumped in surprise when Misty spoke. "How was your morning?"
Ash looked quickly at Misty, surprise evident on his face and he calmed down. "Fine. I realized what was keeping me from remembering the nine years that I was gone," Ash replied.
"That's great Ash!" Misty exclaimed.
"Well, the reason I couldn't remember it is I think that it's because that I was afraid of what I'd find. What little I did remember, I became afraid of what would happen if all of it came back. Because with the memories that came back, feelings that I didn't expect came with them," Ash continued, while answering the unspoken question.
Misty waited patiently for Ash to continue, knowing that this was hard enough for him. "Yet, as I think back on it, I wonder if I felt that way when I first washed up on shore here," Ash finished.
"I think that you might have," Misty commented. "You did seem afraid, but you were able to work through it."
"Yeah. Though, now I think that I may be able to work through this now, but still slower. I think that I was able to remember so much so quickly is because I was able to look at the photo album that I had in my old room. If it wasn't for that, I probably would have run off," Ash admitted.
"I never knew that you had thought about doing that," Misty whispered, leaning on Ash, allowing him to move his arm around her shoulders and hold her next to his side.
"Well now you know," Ash whispered back.
They sat for a minute in silence, listening to the waves move up and down the beach. Misty finally broke the silence. "So why was Professor Oak here?" Misty asked.
"I discovered a new Pokemon," Ash replied.
Misty was surprised. She didn't think that Ash would find something like that. "What is it?" Misty asked.
"I named it Pottleti," Ash replied. "It's definitely a water type, but. . ."
"I have to see it!" Misty cried out, cutting Ash off before he could finish.
"Sure," Ash replied, getting up with Misty already a step ahead of him. As Ash led the way to Prof. Oaks' lab, Ash seemed to get a little uneasy. When Misty asked Ash what was wrong, he replied, "It's just that there's a problem with this Pokemon."
They paused outside the door to Oak's lab. "What is it?" Misty asked, hearing the Pokemon call out, "Ti? Pottle ti ti, Pottleti?"
The door opened as Ash continued, "The problem is, is that although it's a water type, it's also a bug type."
As Ash was finishing his sentence, Misty saw the new Pokemon water strider. It indeed was a bug, but in Misty's mind she screamed, "How is it water type!?"
* * * * * * * * * * *
Professor Oak was in his lab when he heard Misty's blood curdling scream. She must have seen the new pokemon, Oak thought to himself as he went to pick up the terrified pokemon. Oak comforted it as he could hear Ash explaining to Misty why it was also water type. Oak already had known that it was water type. It was Oak who had explained it to Ash how it was both bug and water type. It showed the basic characteristics of being water type, but also was obviously a bug and also had a few attacks that seemed to combine both elements.
Oak was really interested in what this pokemon could do. Already Oak had named a few water/bug type moves. It really seemed to be interesting. Oak also was mentally preparing himself for when Misty would barrage him with questions about how Pottleti could be both water type and bug type. The hardest part about the mix for Misty to accept was that she loved water types with all her heart and hated bug types with all her heart. This would really be difficult for her to understand.
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Author Notes: How was that? I'm thinking of what names to call the water/bug type moves. If anyone has any ideas, I'm open to suggestions. Though, I know no one suggested this, but this also wasn't part of my original plan. I just thought of this as I was writing it. Anyway, the votes still are 9 ½ to 1 ½. I don't know too much about Pokemon battles other than what's in the game boy games, and so I don't really know exactly how to put one in. Yet, I think that I'll have some idea of what to do when Ash's mastery is challenged. Anyone think that Ash should keep it or lose to his daughter let me know please! I'm really undecided about that. Anyway, please look forward to chapter 17!
Additional disclaimer: Pokemon does not belong to me. If the did, I wouldn't have a negative cash flow position right now. Nor would I be forced to go to such extreme measures to occupy myself as I don't have anything else really to do. Also, the Pokemon Pottleti in this fic belongs solely to me, unless there is a Pokemon in Sapphire or Ruby that I don't know about. As I don't own those games let alone a game boy advance.
