This one's rather short, but I probably won't update for another couple days, so you get what you get. :)

Obnoxious

Eighteen-year-old (but almost nineteen, he would add, when Misty reminded him that she was already nineteen) Ash Ketchum glanced at the portion of the audience situated behind him and tried not to wince, knowing the cameras would catch him.

There he stood with Pikachu, his last available Pokémon, breathing heavily on the battlefield before him. Lance, the last of the Elite Four, stood on the opposite side with his last Pokémon, a battered Dragonite. This was end of the battle which would determine whether Ash would be Kanto's next champion. Ash Ketchum was battling the most important battle of his entire life so far.

And his girlfriend was sitting in the stands directly behind him, embarrassing him enough for three lifetimes.

The cry of, "IF YOU DON'T WIN, DON'T EXPECT TO GET ANY ACTION FROM ME!" had forced Ash's skin to go beet red. It wouldn't have been so bad if she would have whispered that in his ear as pre-battle motivation because he would have been the only one to hear it. In fact, he would have laughed. However, he should have known Misty Waterflower well enough to know that she would say it the precise moment there was a suspenseful lull in the battle.

Most of the audience laughed, Lance chuckled, and Ash died on the inside.

"Dragonite, use Thunderwave!"

Ash immediately threw his mind back into battle.

"Agility, Pikachu!"

As Ash had expected, Pikachu dodged the attack and came to a panting rest.

"Now that you wore it out, Dragonite, finish it off with a Hyper Beam!"

"ASH, DID YOU HEAR HIM? HE'S USING HYPER BEAM!"

Ash clenched his teeth.

Yes, Misty, I heard. I happen to be battling him., Ash thought rancorously as Dragonite powered up and aimed at Pikachu.

"Hold your ground, Pikachu!" Ash screamed. He hoped with everything he had that Pikachu understood the unspoken command to stay in one spot until just before the dragon type fired.

"Pi!"

Ash took that as an answer to his prayers.

Lance's partner fluttered its wings and hovered over Pikachu, the colorful beam just about to escape its open mouth.

"Get out of there, Pikachu!"

The crowd roared as the Hyper Beam collided with the ground, causing a vortex of dust to rise in the air, blowing a harsh breeze under Ash's hat. He held the garment down and covered his eyes, the dust causing them to water.

Pikachu was nowhere to be found.

"ASH, HOW COULD YOU LET PIKACHU DO THAT?"

"I know what I'm doing, Misty," Ash muttered, his blood boiling hotter and hotter every time her voice rang out. Normally, she wasn't like this during his battles.

I can't focus on that right now.

"Pikachu?" Ash called out, waiting for the smokey dust to clear. The wind died down and he caught a glimpse of a small, rodent-like creature crouching on the far left corner of the stadium, hiding behind the flying dust throughout the stadium.

Lance had Dragonite use Hyper Beam, and if he used Hyper Beam, that means he's going to have to be immobile immediately after, and immediately after means right now, so—

"PIKACHU, USE THUNDER!"

Ash shouldn't have been shocked to hear that he wasn't the only one screaming those words at the top of his lungs.

Pikachu, however, seemed not to hear Misty, knowing that a second's hesitation would completely ruin his trainer's strategy.

"PIKA-CHHHUUUUUUUU!"

While the smoke finally cleared completely, Ash caught sight of Lance's unsuspecting Dragonite take the direct hit, fizzling out. The dragon took a harsh fall to the ground, sizzling.

"Dragonite!" Lance gasped.

Ash knew he'd won.

"Dragonite is unable to battle, the match goes to Ash Ketchum from Pallet Town, the new Kanto Champion!"

"YES, GO ASH!"

The new champion heard his girlfriend's screams over all of the crowd's applause. Choosing to ignore the matter for the moment, he instead met a running Pikachu with open arms. His starter jumped and buried his face in his shoulder.

"We did it!"

"Pipikachu!" Pikachu's familiar victory cry rang in his ear. He pulled the Pokémon away from him and held him in the air as he cutely held up two fingers, creating their trademark victory sign.

"I owe it to you, Pikachu!"

"Pika!"

"Ash!" Cilan, Iris, Brock, and his mother hurried up to him, looking somewhere between excited and uncomfortable as they pretended not to hear Misty's shouts from behind asking them to wait for her.

The first to embrace him were Iris and Cilan, congratulating him warmly.

"Great battle, Ash!"

"You're a battling connoisseur, Ash!" Ash chuckled at his green-headed friend, but was cut off by a crushing hug from who he realized to be his mother.

"Oh, Ash, I'm so proud!" she choked cheerfully. Ash felt the hot tears against his face as he returned her tight hug.

"Thanks, Mom."

"I always knew you'd get this far."

"And he can only keep going!" Delia relinquished her son and turned to the breeder next to her, who clapped Ash's shoulder heartily.

"You're right, Brock!"

Misty, who was just approaching, launched herself onto and wrapped all four of her limbs around his body, ceremoniously shoving her tongue in his mouth for a victory kiss. Ash momentarily forgot his annoyance with her and kissed her back enthusiastically. However, once he heard Brock's wolf whistling, as well as the entire stadium's, he pulled away and waited for Misty to release him. Ash caught the approaching Lance who was surely coming to congratulate him in his peripheral vision. The champion did his best to not seem angry as he gently nudged his girlfriend.

"Uh, Misty, d'ya think you could get down now? Lance is coming."

"Oh, uh, yeah. Sorry." Ash caught Misty's blush as she sheepishly unwrapped her legs from Ash's waist and hopped off him. Misty apparently missed the irritation in his voice, for she didn't angrily lash out at him, mortifying him even more so.

Thank Arceus. And people think I'm the immature one.

Misty's such a loudmouth. I could so see her doing something like this. XD