I'm back with an update! It took a few days this time, and I'm sorry about that! I just lost the writing time, but I think I've got it back now. Here's Q for your enjoyment! I was so excited to upload it that I literally just finished typing and posted it! I didn't even go over it and completely change things like the incredibly OCD girl I am. XD

You don't care about my quirks (another Q word), I know. Read away!

Quarrel

"It's not a big deal!"

"It is a big deal, Ash! Obviously you don't understand!"

Ash leaned forward in his chair and rested his elbows on the cherrywood table in front of him, allowing his forehead to fall onto his fists.

"Misty, they're just flowers! Who cares if we have orchids or gardenias at our wedding? No one is judging us!"

"They aren't judging us Ash, they're judging me! I can't let you pick the wrong thing!" Misty bit from her place on the right of Ash, who was seated at the left end of the table. She spread the seventeen bridal magazines in front of them out further for a better view.

"God, Mist, you're being completely ridiculous. Why did you even ask for my opinion?" Ash snapped. After an hour of wedding planning with his redheaded beauty, the trainer felt his usually plentiful patience wearing dangerously thin.

"Because you're in this wedding too, Ash! I want you to be just as happy as I am, but I can't have you embarrassing me!"

"Embarrassing?" Ash's head jerked up. He felt the last drops of self-control evaporate from his body. "Well you know what doesn't make me happy? Fighting with you over this stupid bullshit!"

"Oh, so now you think our wedding is bullshit? Well excuse me, mister, but you are the one who proposed to me so why don't you just think a little harder about what you're saying?" Misty's now condescending voice was becoming increasingly louder as well as she stood up from her seat and bent over the irritated man in front of her.

"What are you saying, Misty?" Ash snarled, rising from his seat so he towered over her. "Do you think I'm stupid? Or do you want to break it off just because of something as stupid is this? Is that it?" he sneered, bending over so he was in her face.

"No, I just don't see why you're acting like such an asshole right now! All I said was I don't want to be emb- "

"Maybe it's because you're making me sit here with you and pick out stupid girly stuff like flowers and dresses and asking me what I think only to tell me that what I think is stupid, embarrassing, and wrong!" Ash screeched in one breath.

"Just get out of my face, you big ugly brute!" Misty shouted, grabbing fistfuls of his jacket and pushing him roughly away from her. Ash stumbled, knocking over the chair he had previously occupied before feeling the veins in his forehead pulsate violently.

"Don't you fucking push me like that!" Ash yelled right back, righting himself.

"Watch your language, asshole!"

Both were breathing heavily, their infamous tempers having gotten the better of them. The tension in the air was so thick, Ash swore Pikachu's tail would have cut through it had he not been playing outside. He stood completely still, making no effort to initiate an apology session. Misty made him uncommonly upset with her constant babbling of him humiliating her in the upcoming wedding. Deep in the pit of his stomach, he knew he lashed out because she had hurt his feelings.

Why would she say stuff like that? Ash would never purposely hurt her feelings. If he was being honest with himself, though, the worst part of arguing with Misty was arguing with Misty. To want to metaphorically choke out the love of his life was indescribably painful for Ash. He felt a the crack in his heart widen every time he raised his voice at her. The thought of yelling at the one person who felt the same prickly, perfect, persevering love he felt was something a calmer Ash couldn't stomach. Part of him wanted to apologize, just for the sake of apologizing.

The other part of him wouldn't, and Ash had a hard time understanding why there was a part of him that wanted to be angry with her.

Anger just does thesethings to people, I guess.

Misty leveled her eyes, studying the hidden hurt in his angry ambers. Ash wasn't usually like this. He hardly ever talked to her with such an angry, swear-ridden tone. That was usually Misty's department. Ash was so fun-loving, so happy, so patient. Misty knew her fiancé well enough to know that she must have drained him lately with all the wedding preparations. Beyond that, even, deep down, Misty knew her best friend well enough that to realize that she must have really struck a nerve with the talk of him embarrassing her. The young woman sighed inwardly, keeping the strong, angry face on for show, not wanting to appear weak in their heated conflict, before letting a short breath escape her lips. She counted on her brain to find the correct words to say as she opened her mouth in a way that felt involuntary.

Funny, she thought before speaking. Usually Ash is the rational one in these times.

"Look, Ash," Misty began rigidly. "I think we both-"

Misty's suggestion was cut short by the unmistakable sound of a Pokéball opening from her belt.

"Psyduck!" the yellow duck cheered, throwing his arms above his head. Misty stared on, dumbfounded at the duck, as his ball returned itself to her waiting, confused grip.

Ash, whose anger had mostly dispersed, had seen the redhead's face begin to calm before the interruption of her longtime Pokémon pal. Now her face had regained its angry flush.

Well, maybe "pal" wasn't the right word.

"PSYDUCK!" Misty's cheeks turned the color of his hat. Ash swore her eyeteeth looked like fangs. "What are you even doing here!? I thought I left you at the Gym!"

"Psy duck?" The duck Pokémon reached his arms to the sides of his dome, his dopey, unblinking eyes turning on his master.

"I must have accidentally grabbed you instead of Starmie," Misty moaned miserably. "Just get back in your ball," she muttered bitterly, turning the red and white sphere in her hands and pressing the center button. Psyduck disappeared just as quickly as he had arrived.

"Well...I haven't seen that happen in a while," Ash commented awkwardly.

"Yeah, uh, I don't carry him with me too often for that reason," Misty gritted. Psyduck chose the worst times to interrupt. She felt the tension that had been present prior to Psyduck's intervention turn into a thick awkwardness.

This is almost as bad that time Psyduck came out while Ash and I were having sex, Misty mentally rolled her eyes. There was no need to think about that particular escapade.

"So, Misty, I'm, uh, sorry for yelling at you like that," Ash muttered, avoiding her gaze. She could tell he was forcing the apology out of his mouth, as if struggling with himself.

"No, Ash, you don't have to be sorry this time. It was my fault for being so insensitive. I know you'd never embarrass me on purpose. I'm just so nervous about all this wedding stuff and I want everything to be perfect for everyone." Misty's shoulders slumped.

"Misty, the only way the wedding will be perfect for everyone is if it's perfect for us."

Misty raised her eyes from the suddenly intriguing tiling on the floorto fix a bewildered gaze upon her fiancé.

"Where do you keep this occasional wisdom locked away?"

"In the one place I know where to look: my brain," Ash chuckled, the final unpleasant feelings leaving his system as he walked over to Misty to wrap her in a tight hug. His heart raced when he felt her squeeze him tighter.

I guess love does things to people too.

"I hate fighting with you like that," Misty murmured into his chest.

"Let's never do it again."

"Fat chance, Mr. Pokémon Master."

Ash laughed over her head. Misty welcomed the jubilant feeling of his shaking torso. He quieted for a moment before pulling away and regarding her with a suddenly urgent look.

"Do you really think I'm ugly?

No, Ash, you're not ugly. XD I feel like I have Ash and Misty bicker a lot (because they do), but I figure that they occasionally get a little nasty with each other, and even more occasionally, get into full blown shouting matches. They totally do. One day, I'll write a really angsty fight between Ash and Misty. And eventually, they'll make up very bittersweetly. It will be beautiful. You'll love it.

Uh, yeah, I won't whet your appetites with all of the countless stories I want to write but never do. XD also, I can't forget to mention that the Psyduck appearance was inspired by the lovely nyislandersgirl. I just couldn't resist. ;) besides, he sort of diffused the situation! XD Review, please!