I am like, uber sorry that I haven't updated this fic in so long. I just kinda lost motivation when I started receiving less praise as the chapters kept going. --
But once again, my friend Juana-man (that's the nickname we gave her at school) kept bugging me to update my fics. Which isn't a bad thing cause I need somebody to smack me in the back of my head every once in awhile to make me do something. But after hearing the word 'literally' being used in every but right way in one of her sentences, and the question "Can you get me a copy of chapter…" I gave in. Otherwise I would've waited even longer to update. So if you wanna thank my friend Juana-man for smacking me back in the habit, her e-mail's at the end of the fic so you can do so.
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CHAPTER 10: Fevers of the Heart
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The rain raped against his window as the heavens began its never ending stream of tears and howling winds. He groaned in pain for the pounding that was in his head and the sun's light illuminating above the clouds only made it worse.
After struggling for five minutes against the solaris battle of clouds he finally gave in and began sit up in bed to prepare for the day ahead of him. But as soon as he began to arise a sharp pain filled his head and a strong wave of dizziness overwhelmed him, causing him to plop right back down on his pillow.
"Arrgghhh…my head" he moaned. He rested his forearm on his forehead with his palms toward the ceiling thinking over the previous day.
My head hurts so bad, it hurts to keep my eyes open, but…
His mind flashed back to a specific red headed companion of his and her conversation with his other male companion. He thought visually of her, her perfectly matured face framed by her ember lighted hair, and the dazzling lake behind her magnetizing her beauty. The way lips moved with the glisten of her lip gloss made his throat tingle and he just wanted to…
He closed his eyes tightly to remove the next thought that was entering his head. He couldn't think about her that way, she wanted somebody else… she wanted...
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"Aww...come on Misty I'm sure Ash will understand. It isn't very often that you see the guy." said a male's voice.
"Well he's on his way now so we can't really do anything about it now." Misty confessed.
"My main question to you though Misty is….Do you love him?" Brock asked.
"What?" she asked back.
"Do you love him? I mean…I don't know very many people who would go through all of this trouble and confusion just over one guy. I f you ask me, I'd say Ash doesn't know what he's missing."
She gave a small blush to his previous comment and answered back.
"Maybe, but….until he finds out I'm just gonna give Rudy a chance. Who knows? His presence just may help all the tension that's been in my heart lately."
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He moaned in pain again as another strike of pain filled his head.
This hurts way too much to be a headache. He thought, and winced in pain until the pain subdued.
"Funny……I would think it would be my heart that is hurting, not my head." He mumbled aloud.
He paused for a moment to hear everything around him. Sure there was rain but there was also something else…something he just couldn't place his finger on. As he began to turn his head to look around the room, a combination of pain and dizziness struck him again, knocking him into deep painful sleep.
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3 HOURS LATER
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A young red head female gazed up at the pidgey clock luring above the lounge entrance with worried eyes.
"Hey Brock?" she asked.
"Yeah?...What's up Misty?"
"When do you think Ash will come down? It's already 10 o'clock." She asked worriedly.
"Well now that you mention it, I haven't seen Ash since yesterday morning." He admitted, sitting up from his lounging position.
"Yeah, the last time I checked I was the one who was mad at him." She stated and arouse from her seat to proceed to the stairs.
"Hmm? Where are you going?" he asked.
"I'm going to check on Ash."
"Whoa wait!" he yelled to stop her, and then got up to get her cell phone off the table. "I need a phone nearby to call an ambulance." He admitted.
"Tsh, your goofy." She said with a grin and started again up the steps.
"I won't let a life die on my watch!" he yelled dramatically.
"Be back in a minute Brock." She said casually.
She finished up the stairs and went down the hall towards Ash's room. All of the poke'mon trainers were settled somewhere due to the cloudy weather, and all the poke'mon grew tiresome from the lack of physical activity so it was pretty quiet.
She walked by Kasey's room and saw her shaking her head in the mirror through the crack in her door.
"No no no! Get yourself together Kasey! You know who you love so stop thinking about him! AAARRRRGGHHHH!" she began pulling at her hair and started to scare Misty.
"Okay, its official…that girl is a nut."
She proceeded down the hall and finally came to his door. She knocked softly and got no response. She knocked again and this time calling his name out but still got no response. Worried about her friend she called out to him one last time.
"Ashton Ketchum if you don't answer this door right this instant I'm gonna come in there, and what you see won't be pretty!" she threatened.
Still no response and a state of fear and worry overwhelmed her to think that he may have left without telling anyone, or….or…she couldn't take it! She had to get in! Opening the door slowly she peered into trainers room.
It was pretty dark and gray considering the weather outside, and without any lights on it just made the room look gloomy. (a/n: hahaha! Get it? Gloom …gloomy? Hahaha ha haha……sorry I had to crack that one) so she opened the door wide enough to get the hallway light in so she could find a source of light in the room. After finding a small lamp in the corner she turned it on and closed the door so they could be alone for a moment to get things straight. The light was dim but it was enough to make things out in the room.
"Better now than never h'ey Misty?" she told herself.
She crept silently over to his bed and got ready to give him the biggest wake up call of his life! She stood in position and got ready yell when all of a sudden he rolled over panting in his sleep. His face looked flushed and he was breathing heavily with sweat all over his face.
Instinct taking over she reached down and felt his forehead to quickly snatch it back. He was burning up! No wonder he hadn't come down for breakfast, he's been sick. But why hadn't he sent Pikachu down to tell somebody so he could get some help? Why hadn't Kasey realized he's been sick yet? Why hadn't anyone bothered to check on him?
All these questions and more raced through Misty's head, but first things first. She had to take care of her ill friend. She quickly ran to her room to grab pain killers, water pales, wash cloths, and other necessities she thought she'd need to care for him.
In an instant she was back by his side and doing everything possible to make him comfortable. She noticed he was still in his clothes from the day before and proceeded to remove his shirt. Upon lifting him up she noticed that his bed was slightly damp, was it from his sweat? After further investigation she realized the bed wasn't wet because of his sweat, it was because he was wet! The dummy must've gotten caught in the rain and didn't bother to change!
"Figures…"Misty growled. "Typical Ash Ketchum."
She removed his shirt and thought about the situation.
"He's sick because he's in wet clothes." She thought "So should I…" she glanced down to his lower area.
"I should get Brock!" she concluded quickly and left to get him but stopped after one step.
"No," she argued with herself "because that would give me to much of a headache with all of the questions." She looked back at the fever struck poke'mon trainer.
"Get a grip Misty! You have to do this yourself! Prove everyone wrong, you could've made a great doctor!" After giving herself that small boost of confidence she threw the blankets back and reached to undo his belt buckle.
She blushed furiously and couldn't believe she was unclothing a guy! Well an unconscious guy…but she was still unclothing him! She got the buckle undone then proceeded to the button and zipper. She gulped when she got the button undone and started pulling done the zipper. Her fingers accidentally brushed against his member and she immediately pulled back with a face so bright it made the sun look like the moon. She gained her composure once again and reluctantly continued unzipping his pants. She pulled off his pants and socks and put them in the pile with his shirt so she could clean them later.
Covering her patient back up (a/n: he still has his boxers on people) she went to the bathroom to get a glass of water for him to take the pills. (Thank god for that time of the month, otherwise he'd be screwed!) Cautiously lifting him up she woke him up just long enough to take the pills before he fell back unconscious.
"There!" she completed placing a wet cloth on his forehead. "Now I'll just turn this little mini fan on so he doesn't get to hot and he should be fine. Those pain killers should reduce his fever somewhat so he'll better soon."
(Sigh) But what would you be doing out in the rain?
"Mis…y" he called out in a faint whisper.
"Hmm?" she turned her attention toward him to see if he was awake. But he was still asleep so she could barely make out what he was saying.
"Pl…..se" he continued. "I love you..m-or than him…" and the room fell silent once again.
A sharp gasp escaped her lips. Did he just confess that he loved her? He actually loved her? It was like a dream come true, like something out of a dream. But… who else was he talking about?
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It had stopped raining but was still cold and wet outside. Many bird poke'mon decided to stay in their nest and not to fly around as much until it got warmer.
The grey sunlight made its way into Ash's room and he grunted at the brightness of the light.
"Go away…" he mumbled pulling the sheets over his head.
"I see you're finally better." came a voice.
He quickly looked toward the source and saw his squinty eyed friend sitting in a chair not to far from him.
"Misty had me stand on guard duty." He continued.
"Brock…what happened?"
"Hell if I know! You've been out for 4 weeks!" he started dramatically.
"WHAT! That long!"
"Misty's birthday has past…" he continued.
"NO!" Ash protested.
" Rudy swept her off her feet, and….we're invited to her wedding in 4 months." He finished calmly.
"WWAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! Ugh…(THUD!)" Ash's eyes rolled behind his head as he fell back into bed. The thing he remembered was…
She left me…she really left before we even had a chance.
…then passed out.
"Nah I'm just playin'" admitted Brock. "She's actually…Ash?"
No response.
"Ash?" he called again.
"Hey what's going on in here?" Misty asked walking through the door. "Has he gotten any better?"
"Uhhhh……yeah, I mean with a little bit of therapy, some ice cream, a couple dozen of black and white romance flicks, some chocolates, and a box of Kleenex and he'll be good to go."
"Sounds like he got his heart broken." She gathered.
"Yeah, wonder how that could've happened?" he asked innocently looking out the window.
"Listen, I came up her to tell you that its hurricane season in the Orange Islands so Rudy won't be able to make it." She informed
"Oh what a shame! And I hoping for some excitement this weekend!" he admitted playfully.
"Ugh! Do that on your on time!" she yelled blushing.
"Ooo Misty's thinking dirty thoughts, but don't worry I won't tell, but speaking of which I noticed something… How did Ash get out of his clothing if he's Ben out of it since you found him a few days ago?" he wondered.
"Don't worry about that!" she yelled as her blush deepened in color. "He's getting better and that's all that counts."
"Okay but…"
"But what?" she hissed.
"Nothing…nothing" he responded backing down from her fury.
"The last thing I need is for her to knock me unconscious and say it was a fever too." He thought.
"I'm just gonna go check up on the poke'mon." Brock reported. "I'll be back in a bit."
He left the room in sudden haste blew a sigh of relief when stepped into the hall.
"Whew! That Misty's something else! She's been feisty the whole time Ash has been sick...teh, not like it ever stopped her before."
He walked down the hall with his eyes closed enjoying the silence. (a/n: Is that even possible?) He was a few feet from the stairs a body ran into him and caused them both to tumble over. When he opened his eyes (a/n: again…is that possible) he saw that both their heads landed only a few inches away from the first stair.
"Umm…excuse me." He heard, and looked down to the source.
Right beneath him was a flushed violet haired girl who seemed taken by the moment.
"K-kasey?" he realized.
She blushed deeper and turned away and was then that Brock finally realized the position they were in and tried to get up the best way possible without making the moment any more awkward. He placed his hand on the edge of the stair to boost himself up just to have his hand slip on the carpet fall again right back on her.
His lips brushed her cheek and it was now his turn to blush as he slowly lifted himself up to look into her eyes. The moment was perfect it was the perfect time to…to…
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TBC
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Don't ya just love me? I updated, and left ya wanting more! Ha! Man I'm good.
-Ura out