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Reasons of the Heart – Not Even in my Dreams
Misty sat alone on the beach hugging her legs to her chest. She watched the waves sweep in and out making strange patterns along the shore. The cool breeze lapped her bare shoulders and whipped her hair around her face it's soft waves falling gently around her face every few seconds before being caught again in the wind and trailing behind her head.
Misty drew small designs in the ground with her finger; the sand almost seemed to disintegrate at her touch. She subconsciously drew not bothering to look at what she was doing. She looked at the ground after awhile and sighed contently as she saw the small heart with her name and Ash's written inside.
"May I sit down?" a male voice asked.
Misty wondered who else would be here, it was the middle of winter and the beach was deserted apart from her and whoever he was.
She looked up then immediately felt self conscious of her tiny denim shorts with a frayed edged and blue tank top. "Um . . . sure," she said blushing and making a point of not looking up so she couldn't be entranced by his amazing chocolate brown eyes.
He sat next to her and looked out into the sunset. "It's beautiful isn't it?" he asked turning to face her. Misty continued to look at the ground doing everything she could to keep herself from looking at him. She could feel his gaze on her and it felt like he could see right through her into her soul and already knew exactly what she was thinking. "It's almost the most beautiful thing I've seen in my entire life," he added not taking his searching gaze off her.
"What's the first?" she asked intrigued but still her gaze remained elsewhere. She was afraid what might happen if she looked up at his tanned physique and watched the wind toss his dark locks over his beautiful brown eyes. It was bad enough picturing it without the added effect of him being a solid figure and looking into his eyes, those gorgeous chocolate brown eyes. Already her pulse was racing as she savored his sweet scent like it was the only thing that made her life worth living, as if it were the air she breathed.
"You are," he said.
A small tear began to roll down Misty's face. Ash wiped it away and followed her jaw line with his finger cupping her chin in his hands gently moving her face so he could look into her eyes.
"I love you Misty Waterflower," he told her before he leaned forward and kissed her.
But only in my dreams
I'm living without you
Giving my heart to somebody new
It never should have been this way
You know we almost had it made
With feelings so right how wrong could I be?
{That was then}
Now there's not a day I live
{Can't pretend}
There's anything I wouldn't give
Believe in the end you'll come back to me
'Cos now you're gone I'm standing still in time
I should be moving on leaving you behind
But only in my dreams I'm living without you
{Only in my dreams I'm living without you}
Giving my heart to somebody new
{Giving my heart to somebody new}
And I could make believe I'm getting over you
{Getting over you}
But that's just the part I can't seem to do
I'm moving on from should have been
But only in my dreams
{I was wrong}
I never should have shied away
{Holding on}
To tender words I should have said
A lesson well learnt I learned it too late
{Now you're gone}
How am I supposed to live?
When my hearts no longer mine to give
It's locked in the past
Can't go back it's a cruel twist of fate
{Cruel twist of fate}
And now you're gone there's no good end good bye
I should be moving on leaving you behind
But only in my dreams I'm living without you
{Only in my dreams I'm living without you}
Giving my heart to somebody new
{Giving my heart to somebody new}
And I could make believe I'm getting over you
{Getting over you}
But that's just the part I can't seem to do
I'm moving on from should have been
But only in my dreams
So I guess I'll keep dreaming
Maybe one day I'll let you go
But seeing is believing
I've got to let you know
In my dreams
I'm without you
{Living without you}
I give my heart
To someone new
{To somebody}
Make believe
I'm over you
I'm moving on from should have been
But only in my dreams
But only in my dreams I'm living without you
{Only in my dreams I'm living without you}
Giving my heart to somebody new
{Giving my heart to somebody new}
And I could make believe I'm getting over you
I'm moving on from should have been
But only in my dreams
('Only In My Dreams' by Steps)
Misty sat up in her bed. She raised her hand to her lips still feeling the soothing sensation of Ash's lips against her own. It had only been a dream but her body still felt warmed right through despite the fact that it was midwinter.
Misty tried to shake off the warm sensation the dream had left her with and decided to get up and get a drink. She knew there wasn't anyway she was going to get back to sleep any time soon. She was probably going to spend the rest of the nigh trying to analyze the dream and figure out why she was thinking like that.
Misty got up and walked into the kitchen turning on the kettle. She sighed as she thought about how wonderful it had felt to be kissing Ash.
"Good night," Melody sighed as she and Parker shared one last good night kiss. She could hardly believe that it had only been one month. She was so happy with Parker it seemed like so much longer.
It had been a whole month since Parker had finally had the courage to ask her out. He had been so sweet about it. It was Valentines when they finally had their first date, but Ashley had spent the few weeks before sending her romantic poems, love sonnets and little gifts as a secret admirer. He had anonymously asked her out for Valentines by the end.
She almost didn't go. She was kind of afraid that he would turn out to be some psychopath stalker who was totally obsessed with her. Misty, who knew it was Parker, had convinced her to go anyway. If it hadn't been for Misty they never would have gotten together. It was the same way for Sabrina and Brock.
That was the main reason why herself, Sabrina, Brock, Parker and nearly all of their other friends were all working so hard to help get Ash and Misty together. They knew it would happen eventually, love like there's doesn't just die out and disappear, and they just needed a little push in the right direction.
She snuck in the door trying hard not to wake up Misty.
"Hey," Misty said from behind the counter.
"What are you doing up?" Melody said walking over to where her friend was making herself a cup of cocoa.
"Do you want one?" Misty asked avoiding Melody's question.
"Um sure," Melody said. "So do I need to ask again or are you just going to tell me now rather than keeping me in suspense."
"I couldn't sleep," Misty said impassively not giving away any details. Misty continued to busy herself as she finished making Melody's drink trying to keep her mind off Ash and her dream.
"Did you have a bad dream?" Melody asked sympathetically.
"I'm not sure," Misty said. She quickly filled Melody in with the details of the dream. "It was kind of weird, somehow I knew it would be him, like deep down I could tell, but I was still unsure who it was until I looked up."
"And deep down you know that you were hoping it would be him," Melody added.
"Maybe," Misty said looking away as a small blush crawled onto her cheeks.
"So are you going to the party on Friday?" Melody asked changing the subject for Misty's benefit.
"Probably not," Misty said. "Ash might be there and I don't think I would be able to handle it."
"And what if he is?" Melody shrugged. "You know Misty you really have to stop letting him control your life. Just ignore him, after a couple of drinks he'll be like every other guy there."
"Totally wasted and off his head?" Misty asked a small smile making it's way to her lips at the thought of Ash being pissed. In a way she still saw him as the ten-year-old boy she saved from the river all those years ago.
"No," Melody said, "just another guy you wouldn't be caught dead with unless he was the last guy on earth."
Misty smiled at her friend's last comment. "There are a lot of them aren't there?" Misty said. Melody nodded. "I can't promise anything," Misty said, "but I'll try."
"Great," Melody said as she leaned forward and hugged her best friend.
"I'll get it," Parker said as he reached for the phone. "Hey Violet," Parker greeted when his sister-in-law appeared on the screen in front of him.
"Hey Park," she said. "How are you doing?"
"Great," he told her.
"Actually we were just calling to find out the scoop on Misty," she said, as her two sisters appeared either side of her.
"She seems really sad lately, I mean worse than she's ever been before," Daisy sighed.
"And she just won't tell us anything," Lilly added. "We're really worried about her."
"Ok," Parker said, "but you have got to promise me you won't tell her that I told you, alright."
"Promise," the three girls replied in sync.
"Hey Parker . . ." Ash said as he entered the room. He trailed off as he saw whom Parker was talking to. "Hey Lilly, Daisy Violet," Ash offered nervously. He looked at Parker and tried to figure out why he was talking to Misty's sisters.
The three girls just glared at him.
"I guess you already know my roommate," Parker said. "Ash, Violet's my sister-in-law."
"Look guys," Ash told them, "I'm really sorry for what happened and any pain I might have caused her. All I really want is for her to know that."
"We already know that," Violet said.
"We forgive you for what happened," Daisy added.
"We just have loyalty to Misty," Lilly finished off, "she being our sister and all."
"It's good to know that," Ash said quite relieved that they had at least forgiven him. Misty on the other hand, was a completely different story. Right now, a masked villain seemed the least of his worries and a happy ending seemed like the most implausible occurrence yet.
"At least we know what's up with Misty now," Violet sighed.
"Yeah," Ash agreed.
It was finally Friday night; they were feeling kind of good and looking all right. In all seriousness, they were beyond all right in their strategically chosen outfits.
Melody was wearing a long blue spaghetti strap top that went halfway down her thigh with a long split down each side and a gold rose sewn into the corner (A/N: it's more of a dress than a top). She had on flared black pants with silver rose designs ebroided into the bottom of each leg. She wore a black choker with a silver pendant around her neck and white strappy heals underneath her pants. She wore her hair out so it cascaded over her shoulders seductively.
Misty wore a violet halter neck top with a sloping hemline that only just reached her skirt. Her shoulders were left bare where her flared sleeves left off, they started with the same violet as her top to a similar lighter one as the darkest parts of her pants and skirt. She wore a wrap around skirt that didn't go all the way round that started as a light violet ranging to a pale lilac, over flared pants that followed the same change of tone. She wore half of her hair up in a delicately styled bun with a few remaining strands at the front curled into ringlets and framing her face while the rest of her hair was left straight.
Misty played with her hair nervously as she entered the room. Somehow she immediately spotted Ash and decided to make a point of not looking that way for the rest of the night. Misty walked over to the table to get a snack or two.
When she got there she made the mistake of looking in Ash's direction. Their eyes locked for a second before the usual group of girls fawning over him surrounded him. Misty clenched her jaw as she watched those sluts strut around him in their miniskirts, hot pants and stiletto heals. She wished they would all just drop dead.
Misty grabbed the first bit of alcohol she could find and threw it down her throat before she reached for another one and downed that too. She had taken the vodka shots. She knew she wasn't usually a heavy drinker and that it didn't take long before it got to her, but she needed something to numb her mind.
'Admit it,' said the nagging voice in her head. 'You're jealous.' 'I am not jealous,' she argued back. 'I just think it's inappropriate for those skanks to be walking around like that. I'd feel exactly the same way if it was some other guy.' 'Yeah right,' the voice replied. 'And vodka is a safe alternative for water.' 'Ok so I'll lay off the vodka. I get the point.'
"Hey," said the guy standing in front of her snapping her from the debate going on in her head. He had short blond hair and gray blue eyes that were like ice, though they were nothing compared to Ash's chocolate brown.
'Stop thinking about him,' Misty scolded herself. "It's Will, right?" she asked. "We're in music together."
"Yeah," William Fox replied. "Misty, isn't it?" Misty nodded. "So what's wrong?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" Misty asked.
"Well it's just that this is a party and you don't seem to look like you're having too much fun," he replied.
"I'm just not a party person," Misty sighed slightly annoyed that she had to explain herself to some random guy she hardly knew.
"Why don't I get you a drink?" Will suggested, "It'll loosen you up a little."
"Sure," Misty said, "but no alcohol, I'm a bit of a light weight."
"Perfect," Will muttered quietly.
"Pardon?" Misty said.
"Nothing," Will said shaking his head innocently, "just talking to myself."
He came back a few minutes later with what appeared to be an innocent cup of coke. She downed it quickly ignoring how much clearer it was than usual and the warm feeling she had as the beverage slid down her throat.
It didn't take long before Will's concoction began to take effect.
"Oh my gosh, I love this song," Misty said slurring slightly. "Dance with me Ash."
"It's Will," he told her.
"Yeah whatever," she replied as she dragged him onto the dance floor.
"Did you hear what Will did?" Will's friend Conner asked Ash.
"What?" Ash replied apathetically. Lately Will's attention seeking pranks had been getting on his nerves a lot quicker. At first they all seemed amusing but now they were just getting down right boring.
"He put a few hallucinogenic in this girls drink and mixed in a little vodka and voila," Conner laughed. "You should see her."
"Where is she?" Ash asked feeling sorry for the girl.
"Over there, dancing with him," Conner said pointing to the dance floor. "We all know this is going to be Will's luckey night." Conner said hinting at the obvious.
Ash saw the flash of red hair and immediately recognized her. He stalked over to where Will was dancing and punched him in the nose and pulled Misty into his arms protectively.
"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Ash asked Will pushing him forcefully.
Everyone formed a circle around them, Misty still at his side holding onto his arm like a small child would hold onto her mother.
"What the heck do you think you're doing Ketchum?" Will asked holding his hand to his bleeding nose that was most likely already shattered.
"You think you're so funny," Ash told him. "Did it ever occur to you that someone might get hurt? Or worse, even die?"
"Why do you care?" Will asked. "It's not like she's part of your infamous fan club."
"Because she's my friend and I care about her," Ash told him. "Now get lost Fox, before I really hurt you."
Will stalked away after glaring at Ash. The crowed cheered loudly for Ash as they watched Will go.
"My hero," Misty said groggily as she pressed her lips against his then passed out in his arms.
"She really needs to lie down," Ash muttered to himself. He considered taking her back to her room but he wasn't sure where that was. He decided on taking her to his room seeing as it was only a few doors down and hopefully far enough away to let her sleep peacefully.
"I love you, Ash," she muttered as she woke up for a brief moment before passing out again.
"I love you too, Misty," he said quietly kissing her forehead lightly before sweeping her into his arms and taking her to his room. When he got there he laid her on his bed pulling the sheets over her fragile body and put a glass of water next to her bed as well as a few headache tablets for the morning. He watched her sleep peacefully before he grabbed a few sheets and made himself a bed on the couch.
'She looks just like an angel,' Ash thought to himself as he took one last look at the goddess lying peacefully in his bed. It was times like these where Misty looked so at peace that hurt him more than anything else ever could. It was times like these that made him question himself more and more.
"So much for sleep," Ash muttered to himself as every thought in his head was consumed by images of Misty.
~ to be continued ~
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