Ash laid there drowsily, trying to adjust his eyes to the powerful sun light that dazzled into his room. His room was a medium sized filled with many pokemon posters and toys, it was quite messy, but hey that's boys for you!
Ash ultimately came to his feet and gradually strolled downstairs, observing his Uncle lying on the couch with a glass of fresh orange juice in his hand. This surprised Ash as Uncle Ryan had always started the day with a can of beer, but that's when his father was around with him. They used to drink and joke with each other with all the Cerulean nonsense and share their smart remarks on how 'dumb' and 'evil' they were to the world.
"Hiya kido, how you feeling?" asked Ryan.
"I'm fine and, by the way,thanks for yesterday, Uncle Ryan," answered Ash.
Ryan smiled and sat up on the couch to allow some room for his nephew. Ash slumped on to the couch and watched the television screen, showing the highlights of The Cerulean Water show. Ryan hissed as the three Waterflower daughters appeared on the screen, posing and talking as if they knew everything.
"They just make me sick," growled Ryan, gulping down some orange juice.
Ash stared at the screen, looking at these three young girls; they looked as if they wouldn't hurt a fly. He had to admit their hair colours were a bit weird with the blue, the red and purple, but that wasn't the point. How could they be the relatives of his father's killers? I mean, come on, they didn't look very frightening and looked very weak to pull a trigger of a gun. It was totally impossible!
"Ryan! Watch your language!" shouted Ash's mother from the kitchen, hearing Uncle Ryan's angrily remarks at the television screen.
Ms Ketchum hurried into the living room and saw that the Cerulean sisters were on and subsequently she saw Ash watch in fascination. She rushed over to the television and turned it off straight away, not wanting her son to watch his father's killers.
"Mum, what you doing? I was watching that," groaned Ash, trying to find the remote.
His mother had to think fast, trying to come up with all the reasons for her son's request, but soon came up with the excellent suggestion.
"Why don't I make my baby breakfast?" suggested Ms Ketchum, leading her son into the kitchen. She knew her son's biggest weakness was the well loved energy source, 'Food'.
"That's sounds good to me," smiled Ash, forgetting about the highlights as his stomach grumbled wanting to fed.
The hours slowly went by and Ash was ready to tell his mother and Uncle on what he wanted to do with his life. He wanted to start his pokemon journey after all he was older enough. His mother always held Ash back from starting a pokemon journey because of his age, but now he was 14! Ash had asked his mother and Uncle Ryan to sit down so he could talk to them probably.
His mother and Uncle Ryan stared at him in confusion of the sudden demand of the young boy. Ash walked anxiously back and forth and hoped the words would come out correctly; just as he practiced in the shower and while getting dressed. Finally, Ash found his courage and informed, "I want to start my pokemon journey."
"Ash-"
"I know it will be hard for you letting me go and all, but I believe I am old enough to look after pokemon," continued Ash, ignoring his mother's interruption.
"Ash," moaned Ryan. "I and your mother have already been through this, you're not going."
"But I will look after my pokemon sensibly and I will train my hardest. I will win lots of medals and trophies for you, I promise, just please give me a chance," pleaded the young boy on his knees.
"Ash, it's a no, maybe when you a little bit older," replied his mother, peacefully.
"At this rate I will be 40 when I start," complained Ash, viciously.
"Don't use that tone of voice young man, your mother has made it quite clear, you are not going and that's the conservation finished with," declared Ryan, sternly.
Ash rose up and exited the house with anger, knowing that his dream had been shattered once again.
He decided to sit on a nearby bench, which had the beautiful view of the Pallet hills to cool him down on the warm bright day. Ash noticed Pallet town still had the effects of the War in the appearance of a few houses, in the distance, burnt, but were still standing. His Uncle and mother had said to him that those buildings symbolised of Pallet never giving up and still standing high when they were near to defeat.
"Hey Ash, you alright? I saw you take off yesterday, what happened?" asked Gary, walking up to him.
Ash saw his brown haired friend wanting to hear the details of yesterday's events. Gary had always been a good friend to him, but when it got to the pokemon talk, things began to get ugly. Gary believed that if you train pokemon harder enough they will turn out very strong and powerful beasts. Nevertheless, Ash believed that friendship was the key to winning pokemon battles, not only with the pokemon but the trainers themselves.
Gary sat next to his friend on the bench; who was in deep thought; Gary waved his hand in front of Ash's view and told him to come back to Earth. Ash slapped Gary's hand away; he wasn't the mood for it today.
"Hey man, what was that for?" asked Gary, in puzzlement.
Ash snarled at Gary as he began to run away from the sight of his home town and he kept running, not realizing that he had entered the deep dark forest.
The three sisters sat in front of the large television screen and watched their highlights of the show. The camera had caught some excellent dives and spins, they were so proud as they saw the massive crowds clap after every performance.
Misty sat at the wooden living room table playing around with her breakfast, glancing every now and then at the screen; seeing if the camera caught a glimpse of her dive. But there was none!
She whirled her silver spoon in her breakfast bowl, hearing her sisters' congratulate each other with high fives and kisses on cheeks. She knew her parents wouldn't approve of the sisters not eating at the table when it came to the important meal of the day.
"Cheer up, sloppy chops," joked Lily as her sisters laughed.
Misty shot a angry and upset look as she took off out of her seat and shouted, "I'm off to the forest and don't come looking for me."
"Whatever, Miss Moody," giggled her sisters as they turned around focusing on their show again.
Misty had always gone to the lonely forest; it was beautiful and unknown healing environment with the many trees and flowers that lived in the landscape. She found it hard to believe that everyone had just neglected it.
She gradually found her spot as she sat on a log and cried her heart out of the loneliness and pain she was feeling. She had no mother or father to comfort while she cried. No more happiness in her family. No more protection from her sisters' bullying, she was left to defend herself and she hated it.
All of a sudden, she heard a light crack of a few branches in the distance and the rattle of leaves echoed within the forest. Misty glared in all directions, scared on what had just caused the sudden movement, but slowly out of the shadows came a young handsome boy.
Misty shuddered a little as the young boy, little by little, walked forward into the sun's spot light, but as the boy got closer and closer, the more of a warmth and calming sensation surrounded Misty's body.
Misty stared at the boy; who was wearing a pair of ripped jeans and a dark navy jumper. His jet black hair amazed Misty as his chocolate brown eyes seemed so unsure of his surroundings.
"Umm...Excuse me, do you mind-" asked Ash, but was suddenly cut off as he saw a teary eyed girl on all on her own; except from the king trees and tiny flowers that were proudly standing up to praise the recent sunlight.
Ash began to notice how beautiful this young girl was, with her auburn hair high up in a pony tail and her aqua eyes forming like sea orbs. She had a gorgeous slim figure too; her denim shorts revealed the most stunning pair of legs and her creamy yellow top showed her elegant curves.
"May I help you?" she sniffed, nervously; trying to wipe away her tears from her pale cheeks.
"No, I'm fine thanks," replied Ash, quickly, but he had just lied to the angel to make himself look like a hard core.
Ash was indeed lost, but there's no surprise there, he decided to keep running forwards, well that's what his father always told him, but that didn't seem to work at all
"So why are you just standing there? And can you quit staring at me, take a picture it lasts longer," hissed Misty, hiding her face.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to be unkind, it's just a beautiful girl like you in these big and wild forests, it just kind of looks a little strange," replied Ash.
Misty gasped in disbelief as those four words rung into her heard 'beautiful girl like you' and tackled her emotions down as she began to sob again. No one had ever called her beautiful before, except her mother, the praise of natural beauty always went to her sisters in Cerulean.
"Hey, what's the matter?" asked Ash, rushing to the girl's side.
Misty cried; feeling warmth create around her face as the boy cuddled her. Ash didn't know what else to do except cuddle her, that's what his Uncle does whenever he brings on the water works. Misty was a little astonished by the stranger's gesture but didn't refuse as it felt so loving and caring. Yet, she knew she had to part, but was eager to find more about this boy.
"I'm Misty and I'm sorry for being nasty," greeted Misty, holding her smooth hand out.
"Ash," replied Ash as he happily shook the girl's hand.
"Do you mind telling me, why you were crying?" he questioned, seriously.
Misty didn't know where to start, should she mention about her parents' death? But it was too much of a strain on her heart and she didn't want to look like a cry baby in front of Ash.
"It's my older sisters; they can say the most hurtful things to me without out even realising it. So I thought I could come here, to my 'calming down' place as I call it," explained Misty, sadly.
"Just ignore them, that's what I do with Gary, my best mate, or sometimes I write my feelings or worries on a piece of paper. A bit geeky I know, but it helps," smiled Ash.
Misty nodded and thanked her newly found friend for the advice.
After that, they couldn't stop talking to each other, sharing on their stories and feelings on how they felt about pokemon and the general world.
Ash shared his opinion of treating Pokemon as their friends, not battle pets that are used and thrown away when they grow old and weak. To Ash's surprise, Misty agreed and said she had thought the same thing. Even though, the pair never did say where they came from or their thoughts about the War and the impact it had on their families.
The night sky began to turn the sky into thousands of mini lights and the friends began to laugh as they told some jokes and funny tales that they had experienced. Misty laughed so much; she had forgotten her troubles with her sisters.
The pair fell into silence as they stared at the glittering night sky and the star dust seemed to trigger their emotions and captured their bond as Ash tenderly pushed a lock of Misty's hair behind her ear. Misty got closer and closer to Ash's face and unexpectedly their soft lipsmet and the sweet sensation was transferred from boy to girl. They loved every second of it even though it was little kiss! They had only known each other this morning, butit felt like they had known each other forever. They soon parted and smiled at each other, feeling the love connection drawing them closer.
Until the sudden screech of "Ash Ketchum/ Misty Waterflower!" ruined the peaceful atmosphere.
Yes, It was love at first sight. Sorry i left it on a cliffhanger here, guys, but I have tried my very hardest to keep the detail going throughout this chapter. The next chapter will be a little bit painful (thats you're clue lol)! Anyway, I hope you have enjoyed this chapter and keep your eyes peeled on the computer screen
