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Reasons of the Heart – Colour Blind
"So Myst, what are you going as?" Ash asked.
'will he know?' Misty thought to herself. 'If I told him, would he know exactly what that meant?'
"Um . . ." Misty said her mind throwing questions at her. "I'm not actually sure what I'm going as?" she lied. "I told Melody to surprise me."
She battled her conscience hoping she wouldn't feel guilty, but she did. She hated lying to Ash, she always had. It was why she always found it easier to say nothing at all than to speak to Ash because there was so much she couldn't tell him no matter how much she wanted to.
But she couldn't tell him. She'd made such a fuss about the stupid fairy prince thing, the truth just wasn't an option right now.
"Are you sure that was a good idea?" Ash asked.
"Hell no," Misty replied. "I'm just a risk taker. You can't go five years with a boy who insists on saving everybody and everything that moves without learning to take a few risks."
Ash smiled back at her. She hadn't mentioned their younger days distastefully, it almost seemed as if she was recalling fond memories. He suddenly felt just that little bit braver than before. He wasn't dreading the dance nearly as much.
"So what are our jobs?" he asked, he didn't want her memories to turn sour.
"Oh we have the best jobs of all," Misty told him proudly. "We get to sit back, relax and tell everybody else what to do."
"I could get use to that," Ash said relaxing into the couch. "Do we have titles?"
"Of course, how else would I trick people into letting us do nothing all day and boss them around?" she asked.
"Mind control," Ash suggested. "I've seen you do it, I know about your powers Myst."
"Oh yes Ash," she replied sinisterly with a hint of sarcasm. "All along I just thought it was my charming magnetically irresistible personality that did it," she added with mock defensiveness pouting at him.
Ash laughed at her response. She looked so cute right now, like a little child trying to get her way except in an of age sort of way.
"That too probably," Ash replied. "The mystical Myst," he mused more to himself than Misty.
"That sounds about right to me," she said with a nod.
Ash shook his head. "Now what were you saying about titles?"
"Oh yes," Misty smiled building up anticipation. "Creative Directors."
"I like the sound of that," Ash smiled.
Misty smiled back and caught a glimpse of the clock above the mantel piece.
"Boy does time fly," Misty gasped as she stared at the hands of the clock this time willing them to move backwards and give her some more time alone with Ash.
Ash looked over his shoulder towards the clock where she was staring. He quickly covered his disappointed expression and hoped that Misty hadn't noticed.
She didn't, she was too busy trying to will back the hands of time and to cover her own disappointed expression when time wouldn't stop for her.
'Time stops for Jessica Davis, but not Misty Waterflower,' she thought to herself disappointedly. 'Life sucks.'
She hated how unfair life always was, just when she wanted time to slow down and not to pass unusually quickly it finally did, and all the times she wanted to get the minutes over and done with they seemed to take hours. Kind of like how it always seemed to take longer to get somewhere than to go home.
Time seemed to just rush by her when she was with Ash, she wasn't even aware of its presence or anyone elses for that matter. But when he wasn't with him time seemed to be on a standstill as if it was taunting her and making her spend more lonely hours than she should away from Ash.
Speaking of not noticing anyone else . . .
"Melody," Misty said her eyes wide with shock, surprise and god knows what else. "What, I mean, when did you get here?"
Melody smiled and bit her lip nervously. "Just a few seconds ago," she said. "I was coming to tell you that the frat were here and Ash wasn't with them." She paused and smiled coyly making Misty blush and glare angrily in Melody's direction while Ash blushed and refused to meet Melody's gaze at the thought of what she was about to imply. "But then I guess you already knew that," she said joyously taking in Misty's look of almost horror.
"Oh, I just can't wait to boss around her scrawny little but," Misty muttered to Ash so Melody couldn't hear.
"You know what would really get her back," Ash whispered back right by her ear.
Misty could feel his warm breath on her neck and it sent tingles up and down her spine. It was exhilarating, she felt her breath catch in the back of her throat and she dared not speak so as not to ruin it all and find out it was some sort of dream.
"Putting her and Parker in separate groups," he said moving away from her ear and talking in a stage whisper meant for Melody's ears.
Now it was Ash's turn to smile almost knowingly while Melody's face took on a look of horror and pure shock.
"You wouldn't?" she asked almost daring them to say they would.
"You never know," Misty shrugged now recovered from the shock and breathlessness she had felt before. "We are the Creative Directors of this whole operation and what we say goes."
"Please Misty," Melody begged. "I'll be your best friend forever and I won't tell anybody what you guys were doing in here."
"but we weren't doing anything," Ash said bewildered.
"don't argue with the girl," Misty warned. "You don't know what crazy things are going on in that head of hers."
"And still you insist on putting her in charge of the decorations," Ash said still bewildered.
"No her and Jessica," Misty corrected. "You really think I'm crazy enough to put her in charge on her own. Melody's a control freak, even an ounce of power and she turns into a modern day Hitler, you really think I would let that happen?"
Misty shuddered at the thought of what had happened the last time anyone had given Melody that much power. The whole scene had not been pretty especially when everyone had deserted the neo-nazi ruler except for herself and Sabrina who had tried to stay loyal to their friend. Loyalty wasn't worth it and after a while they realized just how necessary it was to bring Melody back down to earth.
"that sounds like a recipie for trouble if you ask me," Ash shrugged.
"I have so much confidence in their skills as artistes that I am willing to look beyond their narcissistic tendencies and controlling instincts," Misty told him proudly.
"What does narcism have to do with any of this?" Ash asked.
"absolutely nothing," Misty told him, "I (A/N: by which I mean me) just like the sound of it."
"Excuse me," Melody suddenly piped up. "I just wanted to check that you two realized that I was still in the room and that there is a room full of guys next door waiting for the all clear to send them in here."
"Oh yeah," Misty said blushing.
She scowled at Melody trying not to appear quite as annoyed as she was. She had to keep up a psuedo image for Ash's sake, or maybe it was for her own either way she needed to keep up her walls.
Melody had just ruined all the fun she was having with Ash and she was honestly going to kill her next time she got the chance. But for now, Ash was still there by her side and that was all that mattered.
Feeling blue
When I'm trying to forget this feeling
That I miss you
Feeling green
When the jealousy wells and it won't
Go away in dreams
Feeling yellow
I'm confused inside a little hazy but mellow
When I feel your eyes on me
Feeling fine, sublime
When that smile of yours
Creeps into my mind
Nobody told me it feels so good
Nobody said you'd be so beautiful
Nobody warned me about your smile
You're the light
You're the light
When I close my eyes
I'm colour blind
You make me colour blind
Feeling red
When you spend all you time with your friends
And not me instead
Feeling black
When I think about all of the things that
I feel I lack
Feeling jaded
When its not gone right
And all the colours have faded
Then I feel your eyes on me
Feeling fine, sublime
When that smile of yours
Creeps into my mind
Nobody told me it feels so good
Nobody said you'd be so beautiful
Nobody warned me about your smile
You're the light
You're the light
When I close my eyes
I'm colour blind
You make me colour blind
Blinded by the light you shine
The colours fade completely
Blinded by you everytime
I feel your smile defeat me
I'm colour blind
I just can't deny this feeling
Nobody told me it feels so good
Nobody said you'd be so beautiful
Nobody warned me about your smile
You're the light
You're the light
When I close my eyes
I'm colour blind
You make me colour blind
Nobody told me it feels so good
Nobody said you'd be so beautiful
Nobody warned me about your smile
You're the light
You're the light
When I close my eyes
I'm colour blind
You make me colour blind
('Colour Blind' Darius)
"So what your saying is," Jessica said staring at the two as if they had each suddenly sprouted an extra limb hear and there. She began to stutter, strugling to get out the unfamiliar words. "That, that I . . . have to . . . share?"
Suspiciously fakes tears sprung to the corners of Jessica's eyes as she got the words out and she held the same shocked expression Melody had when she had learnt the news.
Jessica had spent most of the meeting from the moment Ash and Misty had got up to stand at the front and address the group cooing to her best friend Krysanthia who sat beside her about what a perfect match the two made. In turn Ash and Misty had spent a lot of the time hiding the blushes from each other too busy thinking about their own to even comprehend the others.
Jessica's ears had suddenly perked up and she had stopped her talking at the sound of the position she was hoping that her artistic talent would make her a shoe in for, head of the decorating committee.
She had been shocked to find the position had been given to two people and even more so when she found that it was between herself and Melody.
It wasn't that she disliked Melody or anything, quite the contrary they usually got along great and they'd known each other long enough to put most differences aside. It was just that both of them could be so controlling and longed for power like this and that at times like these their ideas would begin to clash. Artistic differences weren't quite so easy to disregard especially with something quite as important as the equinox ball.
But they were going to have to, for Misty and for Ash.
This ball could be their chance to finally find the happiness they longed for and she wasn't going to ruin if for them because of a few artisic differences.
"So when do we start?"
~ to be continued ~
Yes another halfhearted effort at a good ending but its really hard when you have writers block, especially stupid writers block where the only way to get over it is to swear off Pokemon fics until I can write again. How terrible is that?
Sorry again for the long wait but I'm trying to work through this writers block.
Please read my 'Beyond the Shadows' fic and please tell me what the strongest pokemon is, I really need to know that.
Please review.