Disclaimer: No matter how much I wish or how much fairy dust I use, Pokemon will never belong to me. ;-; I only own a strange little bird, but you dont want him. ^^ But the characters that were created out of my own imagination were Racheal, Jason, and Aydee. ^^ Thankyou! ^-^

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"Watch it next time. You look familiar..Your the boy Misty danced with, arent you?" Jason asked, not even suggesting to himself to offer his hand to raise Ash off the ground.

"You think?" Ash gave him an angry glare and got himself up off the ground.

"Oh great!", Jason spoke not even noticing the anger in Ash's eyes, "So, I guess you would know what room she was staying in?"

"As a matter of fact I do. You go down to the lobby, and now listen carefully, this is where it gets tricky...." Ash had a smile twitching at his lips as Jason listened with interest.

"Now your in the lobby.. And you move to your right until you pass by a door that says 'Exit' in big red letters. And then go take a nap and maybe you'll find her in your dreams." Ash smiled at him annoyingly.

"By the way, it may take a while to find her in that small marble you call a brain..You might want to take loads of sleeping pills. Good luck." Ash patted his shoulder before passing his shocked and angry face to the lobby to get his extention on the rooms.

"How RUDE! If I have to deal with people like that, I'll just have to find Misty on my own.." He shook his head in amazement.

The anger disappeared from his eyes when he saw Racheal coming out of Brock's room.

"Racheal!" He yelled, running down the hall towards her.

"Um. Jason! Hi! Why are you here?" She forced a half decent smile on her lips.

Jason ignored her question.

"What room is Misty staying in?"

"Okay, I'll try again. Why are you here? How did you even know we were here?" The 'smile' was gone.

"Why are you here?"

She held the urge not to slap him from his ignorance.

"I'll be staying with Misty for a couple of weeks. Back to my question. Why are you here?"

He wondered to himself if he should tell her or not. He decided on lying...He usually does.

"Just need to talk to Misty..About the next season's dance..That's all. Seriously, all of you act like I'm some kind of criminal."

"You have three minutes to talk with her. No more, Satin. And then leave us alone. Or else I will notify the police about you..."

"I'm not affraid of cops. And you don't have the guts for that either..Besides, you wouldn't want Misty to know about your little secret, now would you? And it would be quite terrifying on your part if the police found out as well."

"That's in the past. And like me, you wouldn't have the guts." Fear fell over her eyes as she spoke nervously, trying to show some courage.

"Try me." He grinned.

"You have three minutes to talk to her. Room 209.."

"Thank you, doll." He grinned and went to find the room. Racheal allowd herself to lean against the wall tiredly.

"Save me." She mumbled.







"I can't give you the extension. I need money for that..No money, no extention.." The man calmly tried to explain.

"But I used it last night! Don't you keep records or anything?" Ash rested his head on his arms, leaning against the counter, allowing a soft groan to escape his lips.

"I believe that is illegal."

Ash sighed exhaustedly, trying to figure out how he was going to get Brock's credit card back.

"Never should have returned the stupid thing.." He muttered.

"Excuse me?"

"Nevermind.. I'll be back in a little while..Save the rooms, okay?"

"Right."

Ash stepped into the elevator, barely noticing the girl who was also occupying the elevator.

"Ash..Ketchum?" She spoke innocently, but it was far too obvious that it was just a cover-up.

"..Yes? As far as I know, that's me." He looked up to face her. Time seemed to move by slowly as his eyes met hers. Her eyes were aqua, as well as Misty's..But Misty's eyes seemed so much more..natural and real. Her face seemed to have about an inch thick of make-up on it. The make-up almost made her skin seem as pure and white as Misty's, but that didn't seem real to him either. Her voice, being high-pitched and squeeky probably annoyed him the most.

"I knew you looked familiar..Your Misty's friend, right? I was one of her back-up dancers, since your probably wondering how I know you." She giggled, making him want to cringe.

"I'm her best friend. And I still am wondering how you know me, other then the fact that I've been on television.. It doesn't seem like Misty to mention me to her friends." He ran his hand through his hair tiredly.

"Oh! I heard about you through Misty's friend..err..Racheal. I was supposed to play the star of the show..But things changed as soon as they saw Misty. My whole life changed." She looked at the ground sadly.

"Well..Eh..was it a good change?"

"No, silly!" She giggled again, picking up her head with a huge smile on her face.

'Talk about mood swings..If she giggles again I will strangle her...' He thought in his mind, a small smile spreading across his face.

"Whats so funny?"

"No..Nothing..Just thinking.." He cleared his throat.

'Whoa I really am good..He's thinking about me already..' She smiled confidently.

"So..Are you interested in coming into my room for a cup of coffee or something? Maybe go out to Lunch?" She nudged him in his side playfully.

"I need to do some things..But maybe we can meet up later...." He tried to smile..

"If you don't giggle.." He mumbled quietly, almost grateful she didn't hear him. He silently thanked the elevator when the little beep sounded meaning that it was her turn to get off on the third floor. He was on the seventh.

"Okie dokie! Can't wait! Toodles!" She stepped out of the elevater.

"..Eh..Toodle.." He shrugged.





"Jason?" Misty stood at the door stunned, expecting it to be Ash.

"The one and only. How are you, doll? Coming back? You should, the crowd loved you and already misses you. Especially me..I've really missed you..."

There was a short pause before he began speaking again.

"Well aren't you going to invite me in?" He grinned.

"Err..yeah, I guess..And uhm..Thank you.." She shrugged as he walked in.

"What happened in here?" He put his hands on his hips, looking around the room. There were bed sheets all over the place, and a bunch of drying towels sprawled out on the floor.

She sighed. "It's a long story.."

"Too bad I don't like long stories." He said, letting out a deep sigh.

"Too bad." Anger was almost hinted in her voice.

"Anyway, back to the reason I came to see you.."

She nodded signaling for him to continue as she began to pick up some of the towels laying on the ground. He sat himself down in a chair as he made himself comfortable and, of course, not offering his help.

"Like I said, the crowd misses you already..And I do too..And I was wondering if you could come back to us..And stay for good..And especially stay with me for good.."

She immediately looked up at him in disbelief.

"Are you crazy? I can't leave! I did my one show..My last show..And that's it! I can't just walk out on my best friends."

He rolled his eyes at her words.

"Why's that? Too hooked on ASH?!" He asked, teasing her with an annoying smile on his face. Misty seemed a bit amazed she knew Ash, but she shrugged it off quickly.

Ash was just walking past the door towards Brock's room in persuit of the credit card, but he stopped as soon as he heard his name being said by Jason's voice.

'Should I spy..?' He remembered what happened last night.

'Well..The door isn't see-through as far as I know..' He smiled evilly to himself as he pressed his ear against the door.

"Too hooked on Ash? Yes, I guess you would say so. He's my best friend and I can't leave it for something that I'm not even sure that I'm good at..Not only is it crazy, but it's incredibley stupid!"

Ash smiled at Misty's words. 'That's my Misty..'

"You obviously have no idea what your passing up. I saw that look in your eyes when the crowd clapped and cheered you on. I saw it, and I won't let you disappoint yourself because you are probably just affraid of hurting poor Ashy-boy's feelings." Jason was as stubborn and selfish as a person could ever be, which scared Misty in a way. Too bad she wasn't aware of his violent temper.

Ash clenched his fist at the mention of his much hated nickname, 'Ashy- boy'.

"You don't understand..I don't want to..I can't leave Ash and Brock..And Pikachu.. " She smiled to herself, thinking of all of them and how much she cared for each of them.

"I know you want to dance and sing. It's in your blood, Misty..So don't tell me you don't want to, because I just know you do. Ash is just holding you back." Jason crossed his arms over his chest.

"Ash has never held me back from something I love to do! And he never would!" She hissed at him.

"He's doing it now Misty. Isn't it true that you had to beg him to go to your concert..? And didn't you even have to ask him if you could be in your OWN concert? Open your eyes..He will one day drop you and go after his dream and forget about you..He will, I see it coming. Your best listening to me or else.." He warned Misty as if he knew what he was talking about.

Ash felt anger over-take him, but he still had some sensibility left not to bust the door open and punch the living hell out of Jason. If Misty knew he were spying, she would be very..very angry.

She felt warm tears blur her vision as she picked up a couple more towels hiding under the bed, thinking about it more deeply.

"You know, you have no idea what your talking about, Jason! You don't know Ash! You don't know me! Maybe you should just leave." She wiped the tears from her eyes before they reached anywhere beyond her eyelid.

Jason merely laughed at her in response, feeling no compassion that she was almost crying.

"My Gosh..He's even got you crying for him. What did he do to you?"

'She's...crying? Dont listen to him, Mist...He's trying to brainwash you...' Ash thought to himself, clenching his fist harder and snapping his eyes shut tightly as every arrogant word Jason said shot waves of anger through him. At this point, it was getting difficult as he tried to control himself and his emotions.

"Jason, just leave if your going to tell me things that aren't true. I don't need to hear things like that. And for the love of God, if your going to try to mess with my head at least try to make everything sound more convincing, moron."

"I'm not finished yet."

"You were never asked to finish." She through a couple of the bed sheets back onto the bed.

"Well I am. And what are you wearing?" He had just finished looking over every detail of her body and every little thing she was wearing..Including the charm bracelet.

"Oh..Okay, let me explain this to you very carefully.. This is called cloths...C-L-O-T-H-S..It helps in keeping me warm and comfortable..The main use for it is so I don't run around naked all day."

He shook his head.

"No, I'm talking about that thing wrapped around your wrist..I mean.. It doesn't deserve to be called a bracelet, dare I say that word."

"You....You....." Misty could barely speak from the anger building inside of her.

"GET OUT NOW! I don't want to deal with YOU now! I don't need to!" She screamed pointing towards the door. Lord knows Ash would have ran to another country without stop if she yelled at him that way.

Jason merely shrugged.

"He gave it to you, didn't he? I can tell. My God it is ugly. At least I could buy you REAL bracelets..You know, things actually worthy of being called bracelets."

She rose her hand to slap him, but he stopped her hand before it was an inch from bringing massive stinging pain to his face.

"My, my.. You never do learn. How about we make a deal?" He smiled at her. He seemed to be enjoying seeing her so worked up over the bracelet. He almost seemed to be enjoying her so worked up over Ash alone.

"Let go of me." She narrowed his eyes as him as she tightened his grip on both of her wrists.

'What..is..he doing?' Ash bit on his bottom lip, preventing him from speaking. He continued to listen to their conversation. Although it was so tempting to him at the moment, he didn't run in and scream his head off at Jason.

"As soon as you listen to me."

She didn't say a word except for stare at him with anger and some fear, so he continued.

"Let me and Aydee travel with you and Ash for a week. Give me seven days to proove to you that Ash is not what he seems.." The grin spread on his face when he saw the shock in her eyes.

"The hell you will!"

"Affraid that I will proove you wrong, Misty? Affraid that Ash really will drop you? That he doesn't care about you?"

"Only in your dreams..I know he cares about me..And I care about him!"

Some of Ash's anger washed away, and yet not all of it.

'She..she cares for me..' Despite that they were said a tone of voice that had a mixture of sadness and anger, he still understood how she wanted to say it.

"Alright..I will lower it to four days. Four days and I will proove to you that that Ash doesn't care anything about you.."

"NO! GET IT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL!" She snapped at him, trying to have her wrists realesed from his grasp.

"Two days." He still seemed calm.

"HOW ABOUT NEVER?! LET ME GO NOW!" She hissed, trying to kick him but was unsuccessful.

"I know you know its true, Misty. One day and I'll proove it to you.." Impatience slowly made its way over his eyes.

She lowered his eyes, looking straight at him and calmed herself. There was a fire in her eyes as if Satin had overtaken her soul and all she wanted right then and there was to destroy Jason.

She lowered her voice to a deeper and angrier tone, moving her face closer to his..

"No." The look in her eyes and the scary tone of her voice almost scared Jason to hell and back.

"Have..it..your..way..." He said angrily, pushing her roughly against a wall, creating a severe bruise on the back of her shoulder.

She groaned lightly in pain, finally allowing her tears to flow freely.

"THATS IT!" Ash yelled, figuring that the huge 'thump' noise was his cue to step in. Ash slammed the door open, startling Jason.

Brock and Racheal stood up in alarm when they heard Ash suddenly yelling and all that other noise in the next room.

Ash took one look at Misty's disheartened figure leaning up against the wall in pain and fury rose, over taking his body. He ran towards Jason, but Jason acted as if Ash were a joke, almost ignoring him. Thoughts whirled through Misty's head as everything soon turned into confusion around her.

Ash angrily rammed Jason into a wall, wrapping his hands around his neck.

"If..you..ever....EVER..touch a hair...on her head...EVER again..."

"You'll what?" Jason tried to laugh, but all came out was a cough because of the strong grip Ash had on his throat. Jason could barely speak.

"Let's just say you won't be trying to laugh at me anymore." Ash eyes held nothing but hatred and pure anger as he pressed his hands deeper into Jason's neck, preventing him from breathing. The look Ash eyes held scared Jason enough to want to jump off the balcony in fear of Ash.

"ASH!" Brock yelled, entering the room. Brock felt almost affraid of Ash and the fact that he was trying to kill Jason, but Brock knew he had to stop him.

"Misty...." Racheal ran towards Misty who was sitting on the ground, holding onto the back of her shoulder.

"I'm so sorry...What happened? Oh God..." Racheal removed Misty's hand from her shoulder and found warm blood.

"ASH! LET HIM GO! NOW!"

"Watch yourself...Especially Misty.." Jason hissed into Ash's ear when Ash allowd himself to lessen his grip on Jason's neck. The fury rose in Ash again from how he said Misty's name..It was a threat, he was sure of it. Ash rammed Jason back up against the wall again, preventing him from breathing once more.

"NOW ASH! LET GO!" Brock yelled, roughly ripping Ash away from Jason. Ash turned to face Brock. He felt a chill go up his spine when he saw the anger in Ash's eyes. Brock almost wanted to run away himself.

"Relax, okay?" Brock patted his shoulder carefully.

"Leave, Jason...LEAVE!" Racheal screamed at him, pushing him out the door.

"YOUR LUCKY HE DIDN'T KILL YOU!" She yelled as he walked down the hallway as if nothing had happened. Truth be known, Jason was shaking like crazy, even if he tried to act calm.

Ash breathed in deep breaths, trying to calm himself and most of all, trying to forget about Jason..Which would be impossible for the time being.

Ash never pictured himself as a violent person..And it almost scared him at how angry he was and how strong he never knew he was..And it was all for Misty. All for her. She gave her his strength and will to live on each and every day..And he was grateful for her.

Pikachu slowly made his way into the heated room. He glanced from Misty's face which had dry tears leading down her cheeks..And then looked at Ash's face. Pikachu had never in his life seen anger as great as Ash's..It was undescribable. He looked around once more, watching Racheal trying to comfort Misty and Brock trying to relax Ash.

'My Gosh..It really is true...You really DO miss a lot when you go into the bathroom.'

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Whoa..talk about violence.. o.o;; Next chapter will be really really romantic!

^-^ Big promise there! Sorry for the lack of romance in this one.. o.o; I actually scared myself writing that.. I'm okay though ^^;; Please review, guys! Love yah..And chapter seven and eight should be out before school starts for me. -shivers at thought of school-