Yep, thought I'd get this chapter up before I left. And I'm listening to Blink182 – Down right now, so I'm pretty content (just thought you should know...). So enjoy chapter 3! BTW, yea, I'd never put Gary and Misty together. That's just...disturbing. I just like to tease you guys :] (Incase my dad is reading this, hi!)
Disclaimer – I only own my stuffed pikachu plushie (soon I will own the Kyo plushie). And I don't own Ash; he belongs to Misty.
.:3:.
'Ash, I...I really like you...m-more than just a friend,' Misty confessed. At first Ash looked confused, but then he started laughing.
'That's a good one Misty!' he said in between his laughter. 'But save the rest of your jokes for April Fool's Day, will ya?'
'B-but Ash!'
"Ash!"
Misty awoke in a cold sweat, shaking a little. Ash's voice kept ringing in her ears, '...save the rest of your jokes...' She looked to her left where Ash lay and started to calm down. 'God, what a horrible nightmare,' she thought, burying her face in her right hand. Her left hand was beside her, under –
Hey, wait a minute.
She noticed that Ash's hand was on top of hers and immediately blushed and pulled it away. Ash groaned a little and turned on his left side, bringing Misty's arm over so it was lying on his shoulder. Misty blushed again and tried her best to slowly bring her arm back...but then Ash turned on his other side and threw his arm around Misty's neck and mumbled something that sounded like, "Brock, use thundershock on Gary!" Misty started to sweat – her blush never fading – and carefully took the boy's hand in hers so she could –
"Misty, what are you doing?" Ash asked after waking up seeing Misty holding his hand.
"Ah, Ash!" Misty stumbled, not knowing how to explain herself. "I – I – "
"Oh, I understand. You just couldn't resist me, ne?" he smiled slyly.
"That's not it!" she yelled, pulling out her huge mallet from nowhere and bonking Ash with it.
"Hey! I was only joking!"
"Well you have to pay for jokes like that."
They lied in silence for a while after that when Ash finally spoke up again. "I had a weird dream tonight."
"Yea, I heard," Misty chuckled remembering Ash's 'command'.
"Yep. Everyone was a pokemon. I was a pikachu, you were a staryu, Brock was an Onix, and Gary was an Arcanine. It was really weird. Do you ever have any weird dreams?" he asked looking over at her.
Misty blushed, thinking about the dream she had just an hour ago. "What? Ah, of course not! Eheh..."
"I can tell you do by the way you're blushing! Come on! Tell me! Was it a 'romantic' dream?" Ash teased in a girly voice.
"No!"
"Mist!"
There he went again. Damn that boy. She might as well tell him. It was just a dream, right? "It...it was about y-you." She started blushing furiously.
"Oooh! Tell me!" He was now sitting up waiting to hear about her dream.
"And I t-told you that..."
"Told me what?" he tilted his head in question.
"...T-t-old you that I liked you...m-more than just a friend. But then you started laughing at me," she said quietly, tears slowly filling her eyes.
"Mist, why are you crying?" he asked worriedly, wiping her face with his unchained hand.
"It's just...I don't know...Do you hate me, Ash?"
"What?" Ash couldn't believe what she had asked. "Misty, you should know that I care for you very much! The best friend I've ever had who's much more beautiful than her sisters combined!" Misty and Ash both blushed but smiled.
"Thanks Ash," Misty said, hugging him.
'But why would she ask me that?' he pondered to himself.
.::.
The next morning, after the two had finally gone to sleep, Misty was the first to awake. She yawned and sat up, keeping her left arm still so she wouldn't wake the sleeping boy next to her, and took the black notebook from her nightstand. With her pen, she neatly wrote, '77. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful' and under it she wrote, '78. Sweet dreams'. After she had fallen asleep that night, she had another dream, only this time Ash had accepted her feelings and they shared a passionate kiss. Misty looked at Ash and sighed. 'If only my dream were reality,' she thought.
.::.
Misty had to sit there for another hour till Ash finally woke up. He sat up, yawned, then scratched his belly before turning to Misty and greeting her with a sleepy, "Morning Mist". She couldn't help but smile at him. Messy black hair, eyes half closed, scratching his belly, and handcuffed to her. Pretty awkward if you asked her. "Ready for breakfast?" he asked.
Misty nodded and they climbed out of bed and went down to the kitchen. They sat with Brock and Max eating pancakes. A few minutes later, someone burst into the room crying, "Aaaaasshhh!!" and clung herself onto Ash's neck.
"Um, May-"
"Oh Ashy! I'm back finally! I missed soo much! Staying with my dad at the gym was sooooo lonely without you!" She grabbed Ash's arm. "Let's go get some privacy!" Then she noticed he couldn't leave and saw Misty's hand chained to Ash's. "...What's this?" she asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice.
"An 'accident'," Misty replied glaring at Max. The younger boy cowered and left the kitchen for his life.
"I see..." May said.
"Misty never liked May. That air-headed ditz always tried to get Ash and never succeeded. 'Won't that girl ever give up?' Misty wondered. 'Why did she have to come back?'
.::.
Yea, I know. Not much of a chapter. I just wanted to get something up before I left, k? Welp, see ya guys in two weeks! HOPEFULLY (and that's a BIG hopefully) I will see you NightMare!! That would be awesome! XD Have a nice day everyone. ;]
.:Shippo:.
Disclaimer – I only own my stuffed pikachu plushie (soon I will own the Kyo plushie). And I don't own Ash; he belongs to Misty.
.:3:.
'Ash, I...I really like you...m-more than just a friend,' Misty confessed. At first Ash looked confused, but then he started laughing.
'That's a good one Misty!' he said in between his laughter. 'But save the rest of your jokes for April Fool's Day, will ya?'
'B-but Ash!'
"Ash!"
Misty awoke in a cold sweat, shaking a little. Ash's voice kept ringing in her ears, '...save the rest of your jokes...' She looked to her left where Ash lay and started to calm down. 'God, what a horrible nightmare,' she thought, burying her face in her right hand. Her left hand was beside her, under –
Hey, wait a minute.
She noticed that Ash's hand was on top of hers and immediately blushed and pulled it away. Ash groaned a little and turned on his left side, bringing Misty's arm over so it was lying on his shoulder. Misty blushed again and tried her best to slowly bring her arm back...but then Ash turned on his other side and threw his arm around Misty's neck and mumbled something that sounded like, "Brock, use thundershock on Gary!" Misty started to sweat – her blush never fading – and carefully took the boy's hand in hers so she could –
"Misty, what are you doing?" Ash asked after waking up seeing Misty holding his hand.
"Ah, Ash!" Misty stumbled, not knowing how to explain herself. "I – I – "
"Oh, I understand. You just couldn't resist me, ne?" he smiled slyly.
"That's not it!" she yelled, pulling out her huge mallet from nowhere and bonking Ash with it.
"Hey! I was only joking!"
"Well you have to pay for jokes like that."
They lied in silence for a while after that when Ash finally spoke up again. "I had a weird dream tonight."
"Yea, I heard," Misty chuckled remembering Ash's 'command'.
"Yep. Everyone was a pokemon. I was a pikachu, you were a staryu, Brock was an Onix, and Gary was an Arcanine. It was really weird. Do you ever have any weird dreams?" he asked looking over at her.
Misty blushed, thinking about the dream she had just an hour ago. "What? Ah, of course not! Eheh..."
"I can tell you do by the way you're blushing! Come on! Tell me! Was it a 'romantic' dream?" Ash teased in a girly voice.
"No!"
"Mist!"
There he went again. Damn that boy. She might as well tell him. It was just a dream, right? "It...it was about y-you." She started blushing furiously.
"Oooh! Tell me!" He was now sitting up waiting to hear about her dream.
"And I t-told you that..."
"Told me what?" he tilted his head in question.
"...T-t-old you that I liked you...m-more than just a friend. But then you started laughing at me," she said quietly, tears slowly filling her eyes.
"Mist, why are you crying?" he asked worriedly, wiping her face with his unchained hand.
"It's just...I don't know...Do you hate me, Ash?"
"What?" Ash couldn't believe what she had asked. "Misty, you should know that I care for you very much! The best friend I've ever had who's much more beautiful than her sisters combined!" Misty and Ash both blushed but smiled.
"Thanks Ash," Misty said, hugging him.
'But why would she ask me that?' he pondered to himself.
.::.
The next morning, after the two had finally gone to sleep, Misty was the first to awake. She yawned and sat up, keeping her left arm still so she wouldn't wake the sleeping boy next to her, and took the black notebook from her nightstand. With her pen, she neatly wrote, '77. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful' and under it she wrote, '78. Sweet dreams'. After she had fallen asleep that night, she had another dream, only this time Ash had accepted her feelings and they shared a passionate kiss. Misty looked at Ash and sighed. 'If only my dream were reality,' she thought.
.::.
Misty had to sit there for another hour till Ash finally woke up. He sat up, yawned, then scratched his belly before turning to Misty and greeting her with a sleepy, "Morning Mist". She couldn't help but smile at him. Messy black hair, eyes half closed, scratching his belly, and handcuffed to her. Pretty awkward if you asked her. "Ready for breakfast?" he asked.
Misty nodded and they climbed out of bed and went down to the kitchen. They sat with Brock and Max eating pancakes. A few minutes later, someone burst into the room crying, "Aaaaasshhh!!" and clung herself onto Ash's neck.
"Um, May-"
"Oh Ashy! I'm back finally! I missed soo much! Staying with my dad at the gym was sooooo lonely without you!" She grabbed Ash's arm. "Let's go get some privacy!" Then she noticed he couldn't leave and saw Misty's hand chained to Ash's. "...What's this?" she asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice.
"An 'accident'," Misty replied glaring at Max. The younger boy cowered and left the kitchen for his life.
"I see..." May said.
"Misty never liked May. That air-headed ditz always tried to get Ash and never succeeded. 'Won't that girl ever give up?' Misty wondered. 'Why did she have to come back?'
.::.
Yea, I know. Not much of a chapter. I just wanted to get something up before I left, k? Welp, see ya guys in two weeks! HOPEFULLY (and that's a BIG hopefully) I will see you NightMare!! That would be awesome! XD Have a nice day everyone. ;]
.:Shippo:.