"So, how'd it go?" asked Mia when her brother stepped into the room. He stared blankly at her. She looked much better and there was a little colour in her cheeks. She raised an eyebrow and waved her hands in his face. "Hello? Earth to Ash? Little sister at twelve o'clock!" she said sarcastically. He blinked and smiled at her. "Hey there kiddo, you feeling better?" he asked in an almost dreamy voice. "Guess it went well," said Brock with a shrug.

After slapping him into reality, Mia finally got him to talk sense again. Well, almost. "Well?" she inquired almost impatiently. He grinned stupidly at her, "She didn't yell at me for half a minute!" he said in a giddy manner. The others looked at each other and shook their heads. Sometimes, Ash just seemed too immature to be real. Pikachu looked at its master and shrugged. It was used to Ash's weird moods.

"You know, we should go out and look her up," suggested Gary bringing everyone back to the seriousness of the situation. Brock nodded in agreement and Mia made as if to get up. "Stay," ordered Gary, making her glare at him. "Why should I?" she retorted. He raised an eyebrow at her but Brock cut in. "Because you can hardly walk," he said calmly. Mia pouted and Keya offered to help but all three boys shook their heads. It wasn't that they didn't trust her, they just didn't think she was capable of standing up to her brother. At least, Gary and Brock didn't. Ash just shook his head because the other two were. He didn't have a clue what was happening seeing as his descent from cloud nine was still progressing. "You know, someone could hit my brother over the head with a mullet and he'd still be smiling," remarked Mia. Keya nodded in agreement, wondering why she'd bothered to go after him in the first place. Gary was more her type. Dangerous yet compassionate; cool yet romantic. Brock was well... Brock.

Misty glanced around nervously, waiting by the oak tree in front of the mall as she'd been instructed to do. She shivered slightly and wrapped her arms around herself, cursing her revealing top. Her eye caught sight of her date dressed casually in a silk black top and jeans. His hair was gelled back and his eyes were cold as diamonds, sparkling in the distance. She shivered again, feeling a sudden thrill run up her spine. "Hey," he said, casually swinging his jacket, which had previously been flung over one shoulder, aiming so well that warmed Misty up a great deal more. She didn't realise it was years of experience with other girls. Blushing, she smiled shyly and looked away.

Jack took in the sight of Misty and smirked. He outfit was very revealing and much more to his satisfactory. He wasn't, however, surprised. Many girls had fallen for his charm and changed just for him. He'd gotten used to it – No. He expected it. He smirked, as he looked her up and down, thinking of the best approach. It was obvious she was a virgin just by the untainted look about her. He wouldn't strike... not just yet. It was clear her friends were going to be very defensive for quite some time and he didn't want to take any chances. He'd win her trust first. Besides, it would be more enjoyable that way.

"So... where are we going?" stammered Misty in embarrassment. "How about my place?" Jack suggested almost lazily. Misty looked shocked for a moment. "You... your... me... I..." she began, stuttering and blushing a bright pink. He laughed at her and she seemed mesmerised for a moment. 'He's got a cute laugh... and he tilts his head back like Ash...' she thought in wonder. She blinked and tried to recall what was wrong with the thought but she didn't have the chance to as Jack pulled her close. "You'll be warmer this way," he whispered into her ear, luring her into his trap. Suddenly going to his place didn't seem like a big deal after all.

Misty gasped in astonishment. "You..." she began but ended up gesturing to make up for her loss of words. Jack laughed lightly. The apartment was enormous and the balcony looked out into the City Park. "Actually, it's one of quite a few that I've bought," he replied evenly. Misty stared at him in astonishment as he headed for the bar. "Red or white?" he asked. "Umm... any..." she replied nervously. The apartment was very glamorous and everything in it was top quality brand name stuff. She felt so small and weak in her surroundings that she yelped in surprise when Jack's arm slid around her waist. "Shh... calm down, relax..." he murmured softly into her ear.

After a few moments, Misty was relaxed and slightly drunk. Jack, who, after many years of experience, could hold his liquor easily, stayed sober and noticed everything that happened. When he felt it safe enough, his lips curved at the corners slightly. Misty wasn't too drunk, but enough to not notice. "How about a game of strip poker?" he suggested in a playful yet alluring voice. Misty seemed to suddenly sober up. She stared at Jack carefully. "I mean if you don't want to..." he began, knowing exactly what to say. "No, it's fine," interrupted Misty, "You got any cards?"

Half an hour later, Misty sat in her shirt and underwear, Jack in his jeans. "Hah! I win!" he cried out in triumph and Misty giggled. At least, until she realised she only had her shirt and underwear on. Then she blushed. Jack eyed her calmly. He could ask her to take of her bra for a better look because her shirt was so transparent or her shirt to keep her around. "Shirt," he said with a slight smirk. She looked down and slowly took off her shirt, not even realising he was thinking of anything else.

When Jack won again, he considered throwing away his plans. 'She's pretty hot...' he thought to himself, 'So why not...' His eyes trailed up and down Misty's body for the hundredth time. She was nothing like any of the others. He could see Misty was uncomfortable but smothered his smirk. "Let's stop, ok?" he suggested kindly. Misty nodded in agreement as fast as she could.

"It was... fun having you over," Jack said smoothly, leaning in the doorway, "Are you sure you don't want me to escort you home?" Misty shook her head with utmost certainty. She needed time to think. "Umm... well... I'll be going now, see you later?" she said softly, looking up into his eyes. He nodded and smiled at her. She felt her heart leap as she turned and a hand grabbed her arm. "A parting kiss, please?" he asked with a cute puppy dog expression. She nodded and he tilted her chin up like Ash had done once before. As they kissed, she couldn't help but remember the kisses she had shared with Ash. She broke off the kiss. "I... I have to go," she stammered, fleeing from the building. Jack smirked and walked inside.

Misty walked out of the building and the cold wind hit her head on. She gasped in surprise but walked on with only her determination to carry her on. 'What was that?' she thought, 'Why does Ash keep coming to mind? What does he have to do with anything? He's just a conceited little jerk!' "One that cares enough for you to send out a search party to look for you in this weather?" came a voice. Misty turned in confusion. She knew that voice. "What do you want, Gary?" she asked flatly. "Not what I want, what Ash wants," he replied coolly. "And what's that?" she questioned, beginning to tense. If he had set everyone out to look for her just to win her back... "He wants to know that you're ok, that you won't hold it against him to worry about a friend," Gary answered, a sudden edge to his words. "Here," he said, slipping his jacket around her shoulders. She accepted it gratefully, thinking about what he'd just said. "What I don't get," he began. Misty looked up at him. "What I don't get," he repeated, "Is how you can choose someone who wants you for a one night stand over someone who truly loves you."

((Ok, review please? This fanfic takes up quite a lot of my time and because of my school work I've neglected it for a while. Sorry!! But if I don't get very many reviews, I might stop it because there's not much point in going on, is there? Anyway, so review if you want me to continue! Thnxx!! ))