Chapter 2: I never asked for a rose
Misty looked up. He could read the uncertainty in her gaze. „Ash, is it you?" she asked suspiciously, cleaving her way through the school desks. He nodded, a smile scurrying over his face. „Ash!" Misty hastened her step, her heart beating faster. She fell happily around his neck. „It's been so long," Ash wrapped an arm around her waist, carefully caressing her fiery red mane. Pikachu jumped on her shoulder, squeaking with joy. Ash held her tight, recollecting all the wonderful memories he owed her. „I missed you," she whispered so close to his ear, giving him goosebumps. He didn't want to let go of her. Misty was alive and well, all his worries faded. There had been times when he couldn't sleep at night, the uncertainty about his best friend's whereabouts keeping him wide awake. „Where have you been?" he asked her, loosening the embrace. She stared into his eyes, a wave of sadness overcoming her. She let go of him, taking a step back as if she tried to go a safe distance. „Ash, there's something I need to tell you," she wanted to shape a long overdue statement. „I was worried sick," he didn't want it to sound so reproachful, but his feelings overpowered him. „I know and I'm really sorry that I have broken off any contact. Believe me, it was anything but easy for me", she replied agitatedly. „When the three of us said goodbye after a long adventurous journey, I turned home and..." Misty couldn't finish her sentence, from the corner of her eye she noticed someone observing them.
„Ash!" Serena, a grim and skeptical expression on her face, approached the two of them. The distance between Ash and Misty increased by one more piece. „Who's that girl?" Serena pointed at Misty, feeling a whiff of jealousy. Ash shielded his best friend. „Serena, this is Misty. We were inseparable. She and Brock joined me on my very first journey to become a Pokémon master. Misty, this is my girlfriend Serena, an aspiring showcase performer", Ash tried to calm the waves, Serena was obviously out of sorts with Misty. Reluctantly, the two shook hands. Serena wrapped an arm around Ash in order to mark her territory. A kiss sealed their relationship, putting Misty in her place. Ash noticed Misty's disappointment. She made herself smile, but her gaze spoke volumes. For the first time in his life, Ash felt a pulling in his chest at the sight of her. She was all grown up, beautiful, but something afflicted her and he wanted to find out what caused her so much distress. „Ehm," he searched desperatley for words. „Serena, I'll see you later, okay?" he playfully nudged her nose. „For all I care," she looked at them distrustfully and disappeared from the classroom without saying another word. Misty cocked an eyebrow. „Wow, nice choice, Ash! I didn't know you had a girlfriend. I think there's a lot to talk about," she winked at him, briefly squeezing his hand. More and more students entered the classroom, Ash and Misty also took a seat and welcomed their new teacher.
Meanwhile, Team Rocket worked on an ingenious plan to infiltrate the university. „That's impossible, Meowth!" James vent his discomfort. „We're no trained teachers, we're going to embarrass us in front of the class." Jessie rolled her eyes at Meowth's idea to fool the whole school. „Listen to me, you two dimwits! No need to worry. A seminar on poison type Pokémon is the best opportunity to creep in, looking for casual robberies and keep Giovanni up to date. All you have to do is standing in front of the class and talk about Arbok and Weezing. That shouldn't be so hard, even two dorks like you should be able to entertain some freshmen for 45 minutes. Leave the rest to me," Meowth's brain was working at full blast. „But what if they're going to ask questions? Should we just stand there like two clueless question marks, counting the second until we're saved by the bell?" Jessie discovered more and more weak spots in this plan. Meowth rummaged around a bag. „Here", he presented his team members with two tiny microphones. „I'll whisper the answers in your ears", proud of himself, he waited for appreciative praise. „No way! Déjà vu, Meowth. The last time you tried to help us out with answers, we made complete fools of ourselves. Even the smalles children laughed at us," Meowth flashed his eyes at James. The cat Pokémon was annoyed by their suspicion. „Times are changing, lavender lock! In a time of digital progress, I've adapted our equipment. Now, we're online. It's very easy: the kids ask you guys a question that will be transmitted directly to my headphones and I'm able to look up the answer in my huge database within a split second!" Jessie and James were both wide-eyed. „So, you think it could actually work out?" Jessie wondered. „We will possibly be successful?" James added. „Trust me," Meowth grinned mischieviously. „All you have to do is to evaluate the position. Listen to the freshmen's chats, find out if there is going to be a major event, an event where all Pokémon come together. Everything clear so far?" His friends nodded approvingly. Their bags already packed, Jessie and James headed towards university. „Oh and before I forget, folks," an impish smile crossed Meowth's face, „don't get distracted by too many flirtations, haha". Jessie blushed to the roots of her hair. Did Meowth smell the rat?
After the first lesson, Misty and Ash decided to spend lunch time underneath an imposing oak in the middle of the university campus. It was good to spend some time in the shadows of the large branches above their heads, for the summer heat was unbearable. Only a few moments later, Brock joined his old friends, providing them with homemade rice balls. Misty felt completely contented. The food, the atmosphere and the company of the two boys reminded her of the good old times, when she was carefree and with a clear goal in mind. „I'm glad you're back, Misty," Brock hugged her tight. They shared ideas and plans, compared their time tables and discovered that they would work together on multiple projects this year. Still, Ash had the feeling that something was bothering the once so though girl. He turned around, facing her directly. „Tell me, Misty. Where have you been all these years? What happened?" he didn't want to crowd her, but he missed her reckless attitude. This intimidated young lady was not the Misty he once knew. Misty sighed out loud. Ash noticed how uncomfortable she felt. Brock laid a hand on her shoulder. „It's okay, we're here to listen," he encouraged her to come out with the truth. „Well," it cost her a lot of effort, „at the time I turned home, I was eager to tell my parents and sisters all about my adventures, the fights, the friends I made and about my dream to become an expert for water type Pokémon, but as I entered our house, there was no one there. They had left. To this day, I don't know where they are, why they abandoned me and why they didn't even leave a message. I was all alone, left all to my own devices. I tried to search them out, I contacted Officer Jenny, they launched a giant search operation, but it did not yield. Neither the neighbours, nor the people in the nearby village who knew them very well, could help me out. Officer Jenny was then forced to turn to the Youth Welfare Office and they put me in an orphanage not far from home. It was terrible. At the age of sixteen, I bunked out of the orphanage, I made it through with odd jobs and lived hand to mouth. You can't trust anyone these days, I made shady acquaintances, got into trouble until I decided to pull myself together and sign up for evening classes to catch up on my graduation. Luckily, my grades were excellent and I passed every single test with flying colors and now, I'm here", a crooked grin graced her face. Ash and Brock's jaws dropped. They'd have expected anything, an unfortunate romance, a change of residence, an exchange year, but this story hit them hard. What horrors did she suffer? How could she possibly survive all on her own with no helping hand and no friends? „Misty," Ash's eyes shone dangerously. „I'm so sorry to hear that. Come here," he embraced her in his arms, pulled her tight and placed a kiss on her forehead. „Don't you worry anymore. We're here to support you, you're not alone." He could hear her sob into his shirt, finally releasing her pent-up emotions. She pressed him even tighter. He had always been her safe haven. It broke Brock's heart to see his friends so distraught and upset. Pulling an arm around each one of them, he asked them to make a pledge. „From this day on, we'll avouch for each other, no matter what. We will care and support each other like we used to do when we were kids. We'll stick together, through thick and thin and we'll never let go of each other again. We used to fight for our rights, we used to stand up for our Pokémon and friends and Ash and I will do everything in our power to make you forget about your gruesome past." Ash nodded. „I second every single word!" He wiped a tear from her cheek. That was strange, he wanted to hold her and protect her from the world. He wanted to erase the dire memories.
Jessie was nervous. Not only because she wasn't used to give lectures on various school subjects, but because James seemed to evade her. He was wearing a white chemise, a necktie and matching trousers. He looked absolutely breathtaking and she couldn't deny that some naughty thoughts had crossed her mind. „You look good," she adjusted his tie. He smiled shyly, avoiding any eye contact. Jessie brushed his arm while reaching for her notes. A bunch of books piled up on the desk and Meowth had already sent them their teaching materials. The students entered the class room, were loud and noisy and Jessie became more and more queasy with every moment. They tried to snatch up fragments of conversations and found out that prom night would take place in a couple of weeks. There was enough time for preparations like fiddling with traps, inviting the Rocket grunts and explore the best locations to catch them all. „James," she whispered shortly before the lesson started. „What if we volunteer to organise prom night? It would be the perfect occasion to capture some Pokémon and deliver them to our boss," she suggested. „Absolutely, great idea, Jess!" he winked at her. Jessie never had the chance to attend prom night, but maybe fate would give her a second chance. In her fantasy, she was dancing with James, spending the night underneath an illuminated pavilion, just like newly enamored teenagers. „Put those thoughts out of your mind, Jess! He's not interested in you. It was a one-time slip!" she scolded herself. James distributed the work orders and was astonishingly good with the students. He responded to their questions and concerns, dealt with the class clown, promised them exciting lessons and easy exams and had soon made himself a darling who reaped languishing glances from the young girls. He was what Jessie called a crush-teacher. He was handsome, good-looking and charming. The female students would lie at his feet. She was overcome by a slight wave of jealousy. The 45 minutes flew by and both had made a great first impression, even if Jessie had already reproved two ruffians, threatening to chop off their fingers if they would ever again pointing the loser hand gesture at James. After the class had left the room, Jessie let herself sink onto the desk. She was completely exhausted, it was more tiring than expected. James stood in front of her, gathering some paper shreds and pencils. Jessie wrapped her arms around his neck. „I'm so tired. Meowth got us into a pretty mess", she rested her head on his chest. James recoiled, laughing mousy. „It was a good start, don't you think?" He turned around, staring into two demanding eyes. „What's wrong, Jess?" he asked her. „James, why are you constantly avoiding me? Did you forget about that night? About your words and kisses? About this special moment between us? Didn't it mean anything to you? Were you just too drunk to think clearly? Was ist just a joke? Look, I never asked for something, but let's get things straight" she wanted answers. James sighed deeply. „No, Jess, I didn't forget about that night. It was one of the most amazing experiences in my life", he looked at the floor with embarrassment. She stood up walking towards him. „Then why are you acting so strange? Why are you fending off every single pass?" He didn't dare to look at her. „Because I don't want to fall in love with you."