Disclaimer: The song "I Don't Want To Be" and respective lyrics is copyright to Gavin Degraw. I don't own Pokemon, Satoshi Tajiri does. The rest of this fic is original material written by me. Copyright 2005.
Chapter 5 – My everything
Ages:
Ash: - 18
Misty: -18
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Misty was trying her best to ease back into routine, but it just didn't seem to be happening. Her mind was restless, drifting, unfocused. She kept slipping back to thoughts and musings of Ash, no matter how hard she tried to erase him from her mind.
He was not a person that was easily forgotten, to Misty, he was the kind of guy who sat on the edge of your thoughts, and creeped in, unnoticed, until it was too late…
A soft, tentative tapping reached Misty's ears. The door.
Broken from her reverie, she snapped back to reality. She would have sisters who were too lazy to answer the door, wouldn't she…
The knocking was insistent, gradually increasing in volume, and seemingly in urgency. She abandoned her room, and stepped lightly down the stairs. It was getting late; nearing 11pm. 'Surely it would not be a gym challenger at this hour!' she thought as she reached for the door. Who in their right mind would…
Her feet glided silently across the tiled ground floor
Come at…
She pushed the door handle down.
This…
She pulled the heavy block of oak backwards; its hinges creaked in the shadowy darkness.
Hour.
In a moment of surprised shock, she slammed the door back in the visitor's face.
OoOoOoOHe was here. Here! Of all the things she had hoped for, yet not in the least expected.
She was rattled. The sapphire-eyes girl ran her fingers worriedly through her auburn locks, then proceeded to clench and unclench her fingers, in a state of nervous indecision.
Obviously she couldn't leave him standing out there forever, she had to resolve that first. Yet she was scared. With shaking hands, she opened the door a crack, just enough to be able to see his slim silhouette outlined against the watery night. She couldn't look at him just yet, to do so would break her will, she knew that for a fact.
She took a shaky breath, unsure why she wanted to push him away any longer. But she reminded herself it was for the best, it was easiest this way.
"Ash..I think it's best if…
Her head glanced up as she paused for a moment. Such an unintentional, involuntary move, yet it was one which would have much impact.
"..if you come in.."
OoOoOoOAsh was slightly drier already, yet still little rivulets of rain poured down onto his face. His arms were slightly weighed down by the weight of what he carried. Hesitating for a moment in the doorway, he took a sharp breath, and stepped inside the Gym.
OoOoOoOThe first thing Misty noticed about Ash was the golden glint which adorned his pokemon league cap.
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It was all or nothing now. Ash geared himself up to speak.
"Misty…why did you leave? You didn't even give a reason.."
Slowly, the emotion built up inside her, yet it escaped as a rush of anger, mostly at herself.
"Because"…she spoke softly. Because I was only getting in the way, only a hinderance, and because I obviously don't belong as a part of your life, your world" Her voice rose steadily with each word; she did not intentionally take her anger out on Ash, it wasn't his fault…None of this was his fault.
"Because…it's in everyone's best interests, that's why!"
"Best interests!" Ash looked shocked. "Misty, who are you trying to kid!" Who's best interest would it be in? Whether it's mine or yours, your leaving can only end in unhappiness!
..He does give a damn…
Misty froze, taken aback by his sudden stream of unexpected words.
Ash continued on, his words streamed out like a river in a time of flood. Yet his voice became quiet, and his tone became soft.
"Please come home Misty..please come home…I know it isn't in the true sense of the word; but..it's not the same without you…Without you, it felt empty and hollow" I know it has only been a short while but.." With that, he trailed off into oblivion.
This was starting to feel like a surreal dream to Misty. She didn't know what to say, so she just stood silently in the hall, scuffing the floor with her shoe.
Ash hoisted his gift onto the nearby table. He had wrapped it in a sheet so he would not damage it along the way. "Misty…this is something I made..for you.." He looked more than a little nervous, tugging at the collar of his jacket every so often. "O-open it, if you want.."
The teenage girl tentatively took a corner of the sheet, and carefully lifted it off the underlying object. Her breath caught in her lungs when she saw it; "no, there must be some mistake.." she thought. he couldn't….it wasn't..
….possible….
She took in what lay before her. A simple wooden frame, picture upon picture lay carefully placed within. Pictures of her and Ash, some she had never seen before, depicting joy, sadness, humour, and memories. She had forgotten….forgotten what those times had been like..
"Lately.." Ash struggled to explain. "Especially lately, you seemed to not want to be yourself. It was like you were trying to be anyone but. I don't know why you would do such a thing Misty, I really don't…"
Misty's ocean eyes filled with tears; all the feeling, all the bottled emotion spilled out through them. She hugged Ash tightly, clutching at him, feeling that whenever she let go would be to soon.
"Thank you Ash…thank you.." the tears were unrelenting, still running down her cheeks.
"…for being my everything…"
OoOoOoOI don't want to be
Anything other than what
I've been trying to be lately
All I have to do
Is think of me
and I have peace of mind
I'm tired of looking 'round
rooms
Wondering what I've got to do
Or who I'm supposed to be
I
don't want to be anything other than me
I don't want to be
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End Chappie 5!
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