A/N: I don't really support eldershipping, but I thought this idea was cool, so I decided to write this story.
Prof. Oak was riding his bike when he stopped at Delia's house. Delia was watering her garden when she saw him. "How are today professor?" she asked with a warm smile.
"I'm doing fine Delia. And you?"
"Oh, you know. The usual. Worrying about Ash and his friends, and waiting for him to call." She answered. Prof. Oak smiled at her. He had always liked Delia. She was the perfect woman for him. But he was much too old for the pretty one. She was beautiful and perfect, but was a girl compared to him. He couldn't compete with the handsome young men that came up to her everyday. And he was too old to even have a girlfriend like her. What was he thinking? He sighed, and with a wave to Delia, he left. "See you later Professor!" she called.
Delia went inside. What an intelligent and nice man. He was very handsome despite his age. But she was much to young for him. Probably just a girl compared to him. What was she thinking? She sighed.
At the lab, Prof. Oak stared at a machine. It was an invention that can work on both humans and pokemon. It makes them younger. He called it the youth giver. He made it originally to see if the pokemon had any pre-evolution forms that he didn't know about. It helped him find out about a lot of pre-evolved forms of pokemon including Pikachu's pre-evolved form, Pichu and Electabuzz's pre-evolved form, Eleckid. But now, Prof. Oak thought about using it on himself and making him younger to see how much Delia like him. Maybe someday, he could even tell her the truth. Should he do it?
It was late at night. Ash had just called, and after she had said good-bye, Delia watched a movie. She was coming to the end of it when someone rang the doorbell. "Who could that be? At this hour?" she said to herself. She opened the door and saw a man smiling at her/ " Delia Ketchum I presume," he said. "Um, yes. If you don't mind me asking, who are you?" "Why I am Prof, Oak's youngest son." The handsome man said. He had dazzling white teeth, magnificent black hair, had on a very nice tuxedo and looked like he had come out of a picture Delia once saw. " Ah I know that look on people's faces. Let me guess, you're thinking I look like the spitting image of my father when he was young," said the man. " Uh, yeah!" Delia said. "But how did you… "How did I know? People say that to me all the time," he said. " Oh by the way, my name is Sam… er jr. anyway." Sam said. I know it's a little early for this, but do you want to go on a date tomorrow night? We'll go to the movies and I'll take you dancing, and to dinner." Sam suggested. Delia blushed. " Sure. We could get to know each other." She replied. "Alright then. I'll pick you up at eight tomorrow," Sam said. "Eight tomorrow," Delia agreed. With a little solute, Sam walked away.
Back at the lab, Prof. Oak (who was unaware of the fact that his son Sam jr. was visiting), was still debating on weather he should use the youth giver or not. With a sigh, he stepped in and in five minutes stepped out. He looked just like Sam. He walked over to Delia's house. He rang the doorbell. When Delia opened the door he said, " Hi, we haven't met. My name is Sam Oak, youngest son of Prof. Oak. He told me about you. Delia, right?"
All right people, how do you like it? Next chapter will come next week if not sooner. Review!