AN: I'm sorry this is so late! I swear my teachers are trying to fail me. Seriously, I think my teachers broke the world record for most essays given in the first couple weeks of school! . But, enough excuses. Here is chapter 3!
CHAPTER 3: Fan Club!
The sun shined through Ash's window, something that Ash enjoyed seeing as he had to have his blinds closed at pretty much any other place he stayed. Besides, being a Pokemon Master he had an intense fan club. Ash yawned, smiling at the fact he had an entire night of sleep without any interruptions. In fact he was so at home he made the terrible, sleepy decision to forget to wear a shirt. He had entirely forgotten he was at Misty's. So, when he walked into the living room of the Gym's apartment, he found that when Misty's three sisters noticed him the gaped at his now fit body.
"Umm… Why are you guys staring at me like that?" Ash said, with an uncomfortable expression on his face. The sisters snapped out of their stupor, and called to Misty.
"Misty! You should, like, totally come over here!" They said, their faces donning smirks.
"Ugh… I don' wanna wake uuuuuup…" They heard Misty say, and all three of her sisters rolled their eyes.
"It's, like, totally up your alley though!" Daisy called, which was followed by Misty's footsteps walking over. The sisters donned triumphant smiles as Misty walked in to see Ash, the man she had an obvious crush on, in her living room without a shirt. She gaped, stuttering while going back and forth at Ash's chest and her sister's triumphant faces.
"W-why… WHY EXACTLY DID YOU WANT ME TO SEE THIS!?" Misty yelled at her sisters, catching them off guard. Ash jumped at her intensely loud voice.
"I-I'll just go put a shirt on then…" Ash began to say, however was cut off by Misty.
"Ash Satoshi Ketchum, you are staying right there!" Misty yelled, not realizing the premise of what she had said. Ash just relaxed and raised an eyebrow.
"So, you want me to stay here with my shirt off?" Ash said, causing Misty to realize what she had said and blush an intense shade of red.
"N-no I-I… Ugh, I hate my sisters!" Misty yelled, stomping off to her room. Her sisters recovered their victorious expressions and chuckled, however Ash grew very annoyed at this.
"That was not right. Seriously. That was messed up." Ash said in a serious tone, causing the sisters to don surprised expressions when Ash went to his room and returned with a shirt on.
"I'm gonna see if she's okay." Ash said, still speaking in a scolding expression to the girls. He walked off to her room, and knocked on the closed door.
"You alright Mist?" Ash said, but was greeted with nothing.
"That really wasn't right of them to do that. It was mean." Ash said, in an effort to make her feel better.
"Look, how about you come out whenever you want and we can talk about it, okay?" Ash said. More silence. Ash sighed, and went over to the living room again.
"I'm going to the Pokemon Center. Gotta be there for the tour thing. Tell Misty where I'm at if she comes out, alright?" Ash said. The sisters replied with many 'like's and 'kay's. He went to his room, and got ready. Most of what he said was true. Really he was going to go and call Brock for some more advice on how Ash felt around Misty. It was a strange sensation. A sense of belonging.
Ash was finally in the Pokemon Center. It was normally a 5 minute walk from the Gym, but because of the bombardment of kids asking for autographs and women asking for dates (and sometimes things that made Ash want to crawl away), it took a good 15 minutes. So, once he was in the Pokemon Center and on the phone, he was granted relative privacy. But of course there was still the whispering, pointing, and surprised noises escaping people's mouths.
"Hey Brock. Is now a good time?" Ash said once Brock had finally answered.
"Sure. I mean, it's not like a 'How are you Brock?' or a 'How's Professor Ivy Brock?' would be cool, but whatever." Brock said with a smirk on his face.
"Whatever, Brock." Ash said, chuckling. "Anyways, I need some advice." Ash said, becoming more serious.
"Ash Ketchum needs advice? Wow, never thought I'd hear that in my life." Brock said, still smirking.
"Seriously Brock. I need some advice on something." Ash said, silently wishing Brock would stop being a jokester.
"Alright Ash. What is this about?" Brock said, now refraining from joking.
"Truth be told, I need advice on... Ahem… Girls." Ash said, covering his mouth so the crowd of girls now forming somewhat far from him wouldn't hear and flip out.
"You need advice on girls?" Brock said, gaping. "Wow. I guess you have grown up since being a dense ten year old."
"Whatever, Brock. Just help me out here." Ash said, getting seriously annoyed with Brock's antics now.
"I mean, you did manage to finally ask Professor Ivy out. You gotta be able to help me out here." Ash finished.
"True." Brock replied, truly realizing how much Ash had grown up. "So, who is it?" Brock inquired.
"Umm… Ahem… Misty." Ash said, his cheeks growing an intense shade of red.
"Ah! This shouldn't be very hard at all then!" Brock said, seeing as he was one of many that knew Misty had an obvious crush on Ash.
"Why is that?" Ash said, his face turning from embarrassed to perplexed.
"Oh, no reason." Brock said. He smirked, realizing that even though Ash had grown, he was still oblivious as ever.
AN: Yay! Third chapter! But it was late, and I am sorry. Please don't attack me with your Rattata that is in the top percentage of Rattata! NOOOOOOOOO!