The tress above Misty and Ash swayed in a gentle breeze. The air was getting colder around them as if the forest were breathing in and out. The once bright colors faded into duller versions of their former selves as the forest cooled itself as lone clouds covered the sun for moments at a time. Misty leaned her head down into a well of frustration. "No you dummy! You want to do something quiet and relaxing!" She yelled to herself in her mind. She got a bit tense but then quickly became disappointed again. She was completely unsure about what she was getting herself into. She looked up at one of the trees in her vision and sighed as she felt a small pain in her chest. If everything went perfectly Ash would be holding her in his arms as they both gazed out into the landscape. If everything went perfectly wrong, they would just get into another useless fight and ending up going to bed angry at each other. By this point Ash realized Misty didn't want to do anything right now. He bent over in front of Misty and scratched his head.

"I was thinking of looking for pokemon to catch, but how do you want to spend the time?" He reluctantly asked. He knew Misty wasn't the same way she always does just by the facial expressions she had been making. Ash was hardly an expert on women and was trying to be generic and avoid an argument in case one were coming up.

Misty absently looked at his face, nodded her head and said, "Looking for pokemon is okay." Ash was still reluctant about the situation at hand. His eyes immediately widened and his mouth drew itself open to the forest breezes when the fact that Misty could be in her period popped into his head. He dismissed any stupid ideas he had at being funny at the risk Misty could have a mood swing. He helped her up off the rock by extending his hand to hers. Misty stood up about a foot in front of Ash as a strong gust blew into the vicinity. Misty scrunched her arms up in a futile attempt to stay warm. She took one look at Ash and noticed that his face seemed more inviting then ever before. She walked into him with her arms in her chest. Ash was puzzled and deciding to just do what Misty wants him to do. He wrapped his left arm around her waist and pulled her head into his shoulder with his right. Misty was in shock that Ash would actually do this for her. She felt a strong sense of happiness overcome her and she rubber her nose into his neck and thrust herself deeper into his chest.

Long after the wind had subsided they stood there. Misty was in a very pleasurable position. Ash, on the other hand, was still unsure whether this was a good thing or a bad thing. After the wind calmed for good the yellow undertones of the forest became more and more apparent as if yellow flowers had budded all across the landscape. Ash felt more and more comfortable each passing moment. He leaned into Misty's ear with his lips.

"Do you want my jacket?" Ash whispered into her ear as he slightly tightened his grip on her, secretly not wanting to let go. Misty leaned her head into his and shook her own. She knew now that she could not hold on like this forever. She moved backward and Ash let go of her. As he let go she grabbed his hands and seductively gazed at him, smiling.