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What's up with Brock

Brock sat on the couch of their hotel, mouth agape as he recalled what he saw and what he heard. The images he saw and things he heard rewind over and over and over again in his shocked brain. A half naked misty kissing a nude ash on the king sized bed flashed in his mind for the umpteenth time tonight and Misty's "do you mind?!" retort echoed in his little brain.

"I can't believe it…" he said in a trance-like voice as he recalled how misty stood up and kicked him out of the room, locking the door in the process.

"Don't you think that was a little too harsh?" ash said as he watched misty unlock the first handcuff.

"Ash, he barged in on us for the second time. We can't say 'we can explain' all the time" Misty retorted unlocking the last handcuff.

Ash rubbed his sore wrists as he pulled his boxers up and moved to the side to give his partner some space "Yeah, I know. But…" ash paused as he pulled the sheets so it would cover him and the now lying girl beside him "…it still sounded rather harsh"

"Don't be such a pushover ash!" Misty scolded as she laid both her hands on his bare chest, a spot she claimed as her own, and leaned in to give the boy a passionate kiss on the lips.

Ash returned her kiss, putting one of his arms around her waist while his other arm made its way under his pillow.

"Goodnight ash…" Misty whispered as she rested her head on his chest, her hands moving down to embrace his lower torso.

"Goodnight misty…" he kissed her head and closed his eyes as they both drifted to sleep.

"Goodnight, officer jenny…" Brock kissed a small pillow with officer jenny's face printed on it "…goodnight, nurse joy" he turned to a similar pillow but with nurse joy's face.

"Alright, is everything packed?" Misty asked as she turned to ash who's struggling with the baggage.

"No…" ash grunted as he closed misty's light looking red bag with much difficulty. Who would've thought that that bag contained so much "…my clothes, you said you're going to buy some since you cut them off" ash gestured to his half naked form. He's only wearing his blue boxers.

"Alright, let's go down the mall on our way to pallet town" Misty said as she started for the door.

"WHAT?!" Ash exclaimed, instantly going red "Misty, I can't walk up the streets half naked!"

"Don't worry ash, there's no way I'll let you go out half naked into the streets" the orange haired girl assured as she remembered how some girls stared at ash while they walk along the streets.

"Are you saying your going all alone?" the boy looked at his partner with a worried look on his face.

"Yup"

"NO WAY MISTY!!" The boy suddenly exclaimed. Its still dark outside for some reason must be due to the heavy rain and ash knows that where there is darkness, there are nasty people about.

"Hey, are you guys ready yet?" a voice from the other side of the door interrupted their conversation.

"Not yet" misty yelled back. "Don't worry ash, I have my pokemon with me but I'll be leaving togepi so he doesn't get wet okay? Don't worry about me" she gave her boyfriend a reassuring kiss before taking off.

"TAKE CARE MISTY!" Ash yelled as the door closed leaving him worried alone in the hotel room. Brock's no fun to talk to since he's still a little mad about what happened last night.

Misty hummed a tune as she walked under the rain, her umbrella successfully protecting her lithe form. Rain never bothered her, must be because of her inclined nature towards water pokemon.

"Ah, here we are" she said to no one in particular as she entered a store. She first got ash a pair of blue straight jeans and headed for the shirts section. "Hmm, what would look good on ash?" she lightly tapped her chin as she looked through various black tight shirts.

"Ah-ha!" the orange haired girl picked up a tight, black wife beater shirt and looked at it for a moment. "Ash should to wear these things" she remembered one instance when her boyfriend refused to go out of the bathroom because he was wearing a sleeveless shirt and was too embarrassed to go out.

Satisfied with the outfits she got for her ash, she went to the counter, paid for it and headed out. Ash better like the things she bought him or else.

"Uh, Brock…" ash carefully approached the dark haired man who is currently watching TV. The said man simply 'hmph-ed' as an acknowledgement. He's clearly still angry with misty and the boy. "…Listen Brock, about last night, I'm really sorry about misty" ash sat on a chair next to the older one, tightening the rope for the bathrobe he wore.

"Hmph, if you guys don't wanna be friends with me then you should just say so!" Brock said in an exaggerated tone while letting out comical tears run out of his eyes.

"Our relationship has nothing to do with our friendship. It shouldn't affect our friendship, Brock. We never meant it that way" just then, a knock on the door was heard. Sighing , the black haired boy stood up and answered the door.

"Hey, welcome back!" Ash exclaimed, relief flooding his veins when he saw misty alright.

Misty simply smiled back, giving her boyfriend a quick peck on the cheek while excitedly pulling him to the bedroom they occupied last night. "I got you something you BETTER like!" locking the door, the water pokemon trainer took out the contents of the plastic to reveal what she bought.

Ash stared at the set. He liked the jeans but the tight wife-beater is a bit… "Misty, don't you think that black shirt is a little too…provocative?" ash asked, looking at the weird cloth.

"Nonsense! Try it on" Misty said, handing him the set of clothes "…besides, its not like you have a choice. Either wear that or walk half naked"

"Alright, alright" with that, ash went to the washroom and put on the clothes. He walked back out a few minutes later wearing the clothes misty gave him.

The orange haired girl looked at her boyfriend. The clothes fit him well. Guess you get the right sizes when you spend a night with someone naked. The black sleeveless shirt is really wrapping around his body quite nicely, giving hints on how toned his chest really is and how many packs his abdomen really has. His arms makes her want to just pounce on him and strip him again and the few black hair on his armpits ain't helping her suppress the urge to do so.

"Well?"

"Looks good" misty nodded in approval.

"Thanks. Now, onto serious matters…" ash lead a confused misty to the living room where Brock sat.

"What going on?" she asked, perplexed at the situation.

"Brock won't talk to us because of what happened last night. What're we gonna do?"

To be continued

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