Mia woke the next day and had an uneasy feeling. She made a grab at her
backpack and threw everything out. She found her flute and relaxed. Looking
over, she smiled and held her Espeon close. She hid her face in its fur and
sighed in content.
Her peace lasted for about two seconds. After that, Misty pounced. "C'mon Mia, we're going to have to get a move on if we're going to go shopping today!" she said, her eyes so filled with excitement Mia was almost afraid. She watched as Misty pounced at each pokemon or friend who was still sleeping. Then she grew slightly darker and stepped up to Keya. She fixed her alarm clock so it would ring in Keya's ear for her to wake up. Well, it worked but Keya groaned and tried to turn away from her.
Whilst doing so, Mia noticed a wooden flute not unlike her own, had fallen from Keya's bag. She took both flutes out and carefully examined both. They were of similar shape and size, even colour. However, Mia's had been hand crafted by Gary and contained her initials whereas you could tell Keya's was made through machinery. Her heart pounded and she grasped her own harder when she thought of what Keya might be trying to do. Well, that would never happen, not now she had found out. She took out some string and tied her flute together with some bells she'd been saving to create a bracelet with. Then she placed it in a small part of her bag hidden from view. Satisfied, she went into the bathroom to get fixed up before anyone else could argue with her.
Ash looked at Misty adoringly while she pranced around the room, radiant with happiness. Keya, on the other hand, looked like the living dead. Then, yawning, he slowly got out of bed to get dressed. When he realised Mia was in the bathroom, he just sat back in bed and tried to wake up. He wasn't sure what time he went to sleep but he was tired, very tired. At last Misty finally stopped acting like a bellossom (a/n Yeah, I can't spell, I already know) and slid next to Ash. She just sat there and watched him trying to keep his eyes open. Without a warning, she had tilted her head and planted a kiss on his lips with a "Morning". After that, he was perfectly alert. Or at least alert enough to realise he was playing with Misty's hair and Brock was staring at them with a lopsided grin on his face.
Keya finally woke up and almost screamed when she saw what she looked like. When Mia walked out the door she was almost trampled by Keya who slammed the bathroom door behind her and locked herself in. "Hmm . . . bad hair day," she mused. It felt great to be alive again. She saw Misty and Ash together. They looked so cute! She smiled at the obvious love surrounding them. Turning to see Brock, she smirked, "Hasn't anyone told you it's impolite to stare?" she asked innocently. Brock turned to face her, "Hasn't anyone told you how intimidating you can be?" he grumbled and walked off. "Yes!" she called out and laughed.
Thirty minutes later and Keya was out of the bathroom with a satisfied smirk on her face. She'd managed to get her hair perfect without any flyaway ends and the largest amount of makeup without making her face seem overdone. She had an off the shoulder top in pink and light blue shorts similar to Misty's (she got offended when Brock commented on that, saying hers were 'top quality'). Her hair was in a ponytail and she wore the worst possible shoes for walking. They were those really high heels that curved in dangerously until it looked like it could be easily snapped.
All in all, the effect was that Mia, though she didn't want to believe it, was rather impressed with her overall look (except maybe for the shoes) and Misty had ran into the bathroom next. With Misty out of the way, Keya decided to tone it down a bit with Ash so instead of leaping onto his lap, she slid into Misty's previous position. Mia raised an eyebrow but knew that Keya was stepping over thin ice and wouldn't try anything anytime soon so she left the room with a small grin, ready to annoy Brock.
"So," began Keya shyly. Ash looked at her as replied, "Yeah?" Keya played with the strand of hair she had left untied, "Where are we going?" she asked innocently. "I don't know," replied Ash, uncomfortable with Keya's tone of voice, "Ask Mia, she's the one who's decided where we're going." Keya shifted her eyes, "Umm . . . I'm really sorry about what's been happening. I don't know what's come over me. Must be the pressure with facing Mia again, you know? We've had such a bad past and all, I've just been a nervous wreck . . ." she looked him in the eye, her own now sparkled with unshed tears, "You do forgive me, don't you? Please tell me you do!" she begged, grasping onto his arm as she pleaded with him. Ash frowned, "You knew my sister before this?" he asked in confusion. 'Well well,' thought Keya, 'The little brat hasn't told her brother? Now this'll be good . . .' "Well, yes," she admitted, "We used to be such good friends, until . . ." she pretended to hesitate. "Until what?" asked Ash kindly, but not without a slightly weary tone in his voice. "Well . . ." she began, her 'unhappy past' beginning to form in her mind . . .
Misty had just got out of the bathroom in time to see an angered Ash storm past her, headed towards his sister. She looked at him in confusion but didn't dare try to catch his attention for fear he'd vent his anger on her. But still . . . why was he angry at all? She heard a smothered giggle and looked towards the owner of the voice. One look and she knew at least who had gotten her boyfriend so angry. She sighed and walked out with a grim look on her face.
Brock had just gotten hold of Mia and was tickling her, making her laugh and gasp for breath when her brother stepped, or rather thundered, in. She stared at him and smiled, "Hey bro, what are you doing here in your pyjamas?" she asked grinning. Ash however, didn't smile back or even blush and run back into the room. All he did was ask her, "How could you have done something like that Mia? And how come you never told me? What did Keya ever do to you?" She looked at him with a puzzled expression, "What, you mean put her in the tree tops? Come on it was just a bit of fun . . ." she began but he cut her off. "You know what I really mean," he said sternly. Mia was beginning to get angry, "What are you talking about?" she asked, anger and confusing in her voice. "You know Mia, I thought you were better than that. After all these years and you still can admit the truth?" he asked her, disgusted with his younger sibling. Now Mia was really pissed off, "What are you talking about???" she asked him angrily. "You know what I mean, just admit it!" Ash thundered right back. Mia looked taken aback for a few moments but gathered herself quickly, "Well I don't know what you mean, ok!" she yelled at him. "I mean back when you were still at school! How could you have . . . have gone off with Keya's boyfriend out of jealousy and destroyed your friendship! How could you have spiked his drink so he'd go out with you, leaving Keya so badly hurt? How could you?" he yelled back. This information startled Mia, "What the fuck are you talking about? Did she tell you this? They're lies! I'm your sister! How could you even think I'd do something like that?" she argued back, tears streaming down her cheeks.
This continued for a while, Mia trying to defend herself whilst Ash kept ignoring her defence. "You know what?" Mia finally yelled, her sobs choking her words, "This is the second time in only a few weeks you've chosen to believe Keya over me! Keya, the girl who injured your girlfriend, to your own sister! Well you know what? This time I've really had it! I don't give a damn about this anymore, I'm going to continue my journey with Gary! At least he believes what I say!" she screamed and stormed into their room to retrieve her things. A few seconds later, she had stormed out of the pokecentre and slammed the door. Ash, being just as stubborn, held his ground for as long as he could then stormed back into their room, Keya ready to provide the comforting and to tell him what he wanted to hear; that he was right and Mia, only a little girl, was wrong.
Her peace lasted for about two seconds. After that, Misty pounced. "C'mon Mia, we're going to have to get a move on if we're going to go shopping today!" she said, her eyes so filled with excitement Mia was almost afraid. She watched as Misty pounced at each pokemon or friend who was still sleeping. Then she grew slightly darker and stepped up to Keya. She fixed her alarm clock so it would ring in Keya's ear for her to wake up. Well, it worked but Keya groaned and tried to turn away from her.
Whilst doing so, Mia noticed a wooden flute not unlike her own, had fallen from Keya's bag. She took both flutes out and carefully examined both. They were of similar shape and size, even colour. However, Mia's had been hand crafted by Gary and contained her initials whereas you could tell Keya's was made through machinery. Her heart pounded and she grasped her own harder when she thought of what Keya might be trying to do. Well, that would never happen, not now she had found out. She took out some string and tied her flute together with some bells she'd been saving to create a bracelet with. Then she placed it in a small part of her bag hidden from view. Satisfied, she went into the bathroom to get fixed up before anyone else could argue with her.
Ash looked at Misty adoringly while she pranced around the room, radiant with happiness. Keya, on the other hand, looked like the living dead. Then, yawning, he slowly got out of bed to get dressed. When he realised Mia was in the bathroom, he just sat back in bed and tried to wake up. He wasn't sure what time he went to sleep but he was tired, very tired. At last Misty finally stopped acting like a bellossom (a/n Yeah, I can't spell, I already know) and slid next to Ash. She just sat there and watched him trying to keep his eyes open. Without a warning, she had tilted her head and planted a kiss on his lips with a "Morning". After that, he was perfectly alert. Or at least alert enough to realise he was playing with Misty's hair and Brock was staring at them with a lopsided grin on his face.
Keya finally woke up and almost screamed when she saw what she looked like. When Mia walked out the door she was almost trampled by Keya who slammed the bathroom door behind her and locked herself in. "Hmm . . . bad hair day," she mused. It felt great to be alive again. She saw Misty and Ash together. They looked so cute! She smiled at the obvious love surrounding them. Turning to see Brock, she smirked, "Hasn't anyone told you it's impolite to stare?" she asked innocently. Brock turned to face her, "Hasn't anyone told you how intimidating you can be?" he grumbled and walked off. "Yes!" she called out and laughed.
Thirty minutes later and Keya was out of the bathroom with a satisfied smirk on her face. She'd managed to get her hair perfect without any flyaway ends and the largest amount of makeup without making her face seem overdone. She had an off the shoulder top in pink and light blue shorts similar to Misty's (she got offended when Brock commented on that, saying hers were 'top quality'). Her hair was in a ponytail and she wore the worst possible shoes for walking. They were those really high heels that curved in dangerously until it looked like it could be easily snapped.
All in all, the effect was that Mia, though she didn't want to believe it, was rather impressed with her overall look (except maybe for the shoes) and Misty had ran into the bathroom next. With Misty out of the way, Keya decided to tone it down a bit with Ash so instead of leaping onto his lap, she slid into Misty's previous position. Mia raised an eyebrow but knew that Keya was stepping over thin ice and wouldn't try anything anytime soon so she left the room with a small grin, ready to annoy Brock.
"So," began Keya shyly. Ash looked at her as replied, "Yeah?" Keya played with the strand of hair she had left untied, "Where are we going?" she asked innocently. "I don't know," replied Ash, uncomfortable with Keya's tone of voice, "Ask Mia, she's the one who's decided where we're going." Keya shifted her eyes, "Umm . . . I'm really sorry about what's been happening. I don't know what's come over me. Must be the pressure with facing Mia again, you know? We've had such a bad past and all, I've just been a nervous wreck . . ." she looked him in the eye, her own now sparkled with unshed tears, "You do forgive me, don't you? Please tell me you do!" she begged, grasping onto his arm as she pleaded with him. Ash frowned, "You knew my sister before this?" he asked in confusion. 'Well well,' thought Keya, 'The little brat hasn't told her brother? Now this'll be good . . .' "Well, yes," she admitted, "We used to be such good friends, until . . ." she pretended to hesitate. "Until what?" asked Ash kindly, but not without a slightly weary tone in his voice. "Well . . ." she began, her 'unhappy past' beginning to form in her mind . . .
Misty had just got out of the bathroom in time to see an angered Ash storm past her, headed towards his sister. She looked at him in confusion but didn't dare try to catch his attention for fear he'd vent his anger on her. But still . . . why was he angry at all? She heard a smothered giggle and looked towards the owner of the voice. One look and she knew at least who had gotten her boyfriend so angry. She sighed and walked out with a grim look on her face.
Brock had just gotten hold of Mia and was tickling her, making her laugh and gasp for breath when her brother stepped, or rather thundered, in. She stared at him and smiled, "Hey bro, what are you doing here in your pyjamas?" she asked grinning. Ash however, didn't smile back or even blush and run back into the room. All he did was ask her, "How could you have done something like that Mia? And how come you never told me? What did Keya ever do to you?" She looked at him with a puzzled expression, "What, you mean put her in the tree tops? Come on it was just a bit of fun . . ." she began but he cut her off. "You know what I really mean," he said sternly. Mia was beginning to get angry, "What are you talking about?" she asked, anger and confusing in her voice. "You know Mia, I thought you were better than that. After all these years and you still can admit the truth?" he asked her, disgusted with his younger sibling. Now Mia was really pissed off, "What are you talking about???" she asked him angrily. "You know what I mean, just admit it!" Ash thundered right back. Mia looked taken aback for a few moments but gathered herself quickly, "Well I don't know what you mean, ok!" she yelled at him. "I mean back when you were still at school! How could you have . . . have gone off with Keya's boyfriend out of jealousy and destroyed your friendship! How could you have spiked his drink so he'd go out with you, leaving Keya so badly hurt? How could you?" he yelled back. This information startled Mia, "What the fuck are you talking about? Did she tell you this? They're lies! I'm your sister! How could you even think I'd do something like that?" she argued back, tears streaming down her cheeks.
This continued for a while, Mia trying to defend herself whilst Ash kept ignoring her defence. "You know what?" Mia finally yelled, her sobs choking her words, "This is the second time in only a few weeks you've chosen to believe Keya over me! Keya, the girl who injured your girlfriend, to your own sister! Well you know what? This time I've really had it! I don't give a damn about this anymore, I'm going to continue my journey with Gary! At least he believes what I say!" she screamed and stormed into their room to retrieve her things. A few seconds later, she had stormed out of the pokecentre and slammed the door. Ash, being just as stubborn, held his ground for as long as he could then stormed back into their room, Keya ready to provide the comforting and to tell him what he wanted to hear; that he was right and Mia, only a little girl, was wrong.