Characters: Brock, Ash, Misty.
Genre: Angst, Romance.
Shipping: Sissyshipping, Pokeshipping.
Notes: Er, the shipping name is quite odd, I'm aware. It's official, though. You might not know who the character is if you weren't a Kanto/Johto fan. Well, enjoy!
Times were hard.
Another unsettling, shudder-inducing cold breeze ruffled past the three human figures walking amongst barren land, those figures including me.
We found shelter in a cave.
We huddled together as best as we could for body heat, since the fire we had managed to get going could only do so much.
No one dared to speak.
Ash's copper eyes and Misty's cerulean ones gazed at me. I understood all the emotions they conveyed in the simple glance.
And it hurt to see the desperation they felt was worse than mine.
Snow was beginning to fall, but it was far from magical. It was icy, cruel, and it almost felt as if it was mocking us with each layer that begin to stick to the ground.
I think the only way I managed to stay sane this long was the fact my best friends were right beside me.
Knowing that provided me relief beyond compare.
Suddenly, the two next to me cuddled closer.
I didn't mind it, as I wrapped my arms around me tighter.
They kissed.
I loathed myself for it, but I watched out of the corner of my eye.
My stomach lurched and my heart throbbed painfully. I think I could even feel my eyes began to moist.
Maybe, is this that feeling they talk about? The feeling of the third wheel?
I know Ash and Misty would never make it without me.
Yet nothing can explain the sudden distance I began to feel from them.
And before I knew it, I realized that yes, I really was crying.
It was ironic, almost. We had just gone through the unspeakable, we had been separated, tortured, and things that I no longer wanted to remember.
And yet here I was, feeling jealous. I choked back a bitter laugh.
My thoughts flickered to the past, before all of this.
Surprisingly, the first person that came to my mind was Wilhelmina.
I met her so long ago...and here I felt the flicker of hope ignite.
True hope.
The tiniest of smiles formed on my lips as the two teens looked at me, blushing up to their roots.
"Don't worry, I didn't watch." The strength to say those words, had come from a strength that I didn't know, it was completely foreign to me.
They laughed.
It felt better to know I was still a part of them.
Though I think I'll never be as close as I will be to them, that flicker of hope refused to die, amidst the blizzard and the couple curled up beside me.
I only hoped it would grow into something more.