Hey peeps, so this a slightly more "passionate" scene. I wasn't sure if I wanted to do a lemon or not...so its all about the foreplay...kinda. If you guys would like I don't mind adding one onto the next chapter. However, I still think this should be a "M" rating. Hope its a good chapter for you folks.

Again thanks for the reviews! You people are awesome! So here's my shout-out thanks a bunch to the following:

Owl Emporium (glad you loved it, WOOT)

Akari-Kari-San (you know I'm only making the addiction worse :p)

David Shigure (of course, here's part of the sequel, hopefully you'd like another as well)

dbzgtfan2004 (Ash and Misty forever, no doubt about it)

Finny-Kun Goddess (I hope it stays interesting, let me know what you think)

Yo Boo Yah Man (Oh geez, I'm a little scared and flattered, so to spare my life here's some more to tide you over, LOL)

A Forgotten Fairy...AKA Fairy (I loved that AAML scene, Misty is the jealous type, and Ash is just so unsuspecting)

GuitarRocker18 (I know, I hated that Ash and Misty didn't become full canon, its like you watch and watch hoping that the two will get together and they DON'T, its why I rarely watch the series anymore, among other reasons),

Rawrtastic (Here's your update :))

L'Fleur Noir (Thanks, hope you like)

And of course, Inu-rulz and lyrical harmonies (hope you're still reading)

Disclaimer: see prologue

Have fun yo!

Ash's hands were entangled in her silky, orange hair. God knows, he always wanted to do this. Always! Well, who was he kidding, it wasn't until well into his teens that he realized how much he craved Misty. In his defense, most boys are idiots when it comes to girls; he'd be lying if he claimed to be the exception. But ever since he hit his adult years, Misty did something to him that he'd never experienced before. It was always about him and his pokemon. Truly, anything and everyone else came second. He'd miss holidays with his lonesome mother, just to train. He'd visit his close friends only once in a whilebecause winning a badge meant one step closer to his dream and was a priority over socializing. If Misty had sprung this on him, say, two years ago, he'd probably be more than willing to claim her...however, pursuinga relationship was another story altogether. After all, he was only a man...and not a woman-smart one either. All-in-all, he was selfish. But now, holding her in his arms, kissing her fresh and slightly cool lips made him wish he would've felt this sooner. He did love her. He did care about her. She was no longer a 'second' to his dream, to his pokemon, to himself.

Misty moaned as Ash and her clung to each others bodies, kissing every part of the each others faces. They slid along the walls of some hallway in his suite, passionately kissing, only to spin around and hit the parallel wall, continuing to slide along while maintaining a fiery embrace. Misty had no idea where their path would lead, literally and figuratively. Her eyes were only half-open in a drunken bliss, but both her uncertainties were answered when she felt Ash lower her onto a large and very comfortable bed. "Hey, this mattress is so much more comfortable than the one in my suite!" Misty complained, flat on her back.

Ash began to undo his bowtie and rid of his dress jacket. "Naturally, the best mattress is saved for the master," Ash smirked.

"Ugh, I wish the best would be reserved for the self-less and not so much for the self-absorbed," Misty sighed.

"Oh I'm not that bad am I?" Ash quirked an eyebrow, hands on both sides of Misty as he slowly leaned over her body.

Misty snorted, "Worse."

"Then why are you here?" Ash asked as he lowered his lips onto her neck. "Letting me," he proceeded to kiss her collarbone, "kiss you," to her shoulder, "like," back to her neck, "this," ending on her jawline.

"Because I'm a dumb girl whose loved you ever since she laid eyes on you, back when you thought girls still had cooties," Misty sighed as she leaned her head back to give Ash greater access to her neck. "Oh no!" Exclaimed Misty as she suddenly grabbed Ash's face in her hands, forcing him to look into her worried eyes, "You don't still believe I have cooties, do you?"

"Misty! What do you think I am? A complete knuckle-head?" Ash exclaimed, "Of course girls have cooties, but its not as contagious as I thought it was."

"Still the idiot, aren't you?" Misty smirked.

"Would you have it any other way?" Ash whispered as he brushed Misty's hair away from her face. Slowly he bent over her and placed a soft kiss on her earlobe.

"No, I like you just the way you are," Misty whispered, eyes closed, getting lost in Ash's sweet kisses.

"Ha ha, correction; you love me just the way I am," Ash moaned.

"Shut-up and kiss me," Misty growled, pushing herself up in the bed and dragging Ash with her.

"As you wish," Ash smirked, locking lips with his best friend.

Ash fumbled with his dress shirt as he lightly sat atop Misty. Misty smiled as she watched him bare his chest. Sure, she'd seen him topless, with all the swimming and whatnot, but it was different now. Now, his bare chest was for her and her viewing only. "Who makes these things?!" Ash complained, trying to unbutton the last of the dress shirt.

"Here, let me help," Misty laughed as she helped Ash unbutton his shirt. Finally, Ash flung the piece of fabric away. His lips lifted into a smirk as he starred down at the breath-taking water pokemon trainer. "What?" Misty exclaimed feeling self-conscious under his stare.

"Am I the only one whose clothes are being removed?" Ash asked.

"Oh!" Misty gasped as she realized Ash wanted to see her bare. "Well, its not all that fair you know."

"What do ya mean, it's 'not that fair.' I'm shirtless here and there you are all bundled up like you've got somewhere to go."

"Well, what I mean to say is; you've got pants, a belt, a shirt and you did have a dress jacket, although where that is, I'll never know."

"I threw it off in a fit of passion."

"Whatever, what I do know, is the only piece of clothing I've got to take off is this flimsy dress and my tights. If you do your math properly, you'd know I have less to take off and therefore, its unfair."

"Tell me: is there any point in arguing with you?"

"Nope."

"Fine, give me a second," Ash stated as he got off the bed.

"And where do you think you're going?" Misty asked as she watched Ash remove himself.

"Getting rid of my belt and pants, y'know, evening the odds for you," Ash comically sighed, "Could you please avert your eyes?"

"Why?!" Misty cried.

"Um...I'm changing," Ash replied removing his belt.

"So?" Misty smirked.

"I'm not eye-candy, y'know," Ash glared pulling down his pants and removing his socks.

"I'll give you that one," Misty laughed.

"Hey watch it Mist, or no pokemon master for you," Ash replied, lowering his voice as he lowered himself back onto Misty, "now about that dress."

"It'd be easier to remove if you weren't crushing me." Ash sat up, allowing Misty to kneel in front of him.

"Is that better?" Ash inquired.

"Much, now if you can avert your eyes...I'm not eye-candy," Misty replied, stern and stiff.

Ash laughed, "Please Mist, I'd beg to differ." Misty smirked as she brought her hands to the back of her dress and unzipped the zipper.

"Mind helping me?"

"Would I ever," Ash moaned, placing his soft hands onto Misty's back, unzipping the dress the rest of the way. Misty stood up, allowing the dress to fall freely to her ankles. Slowly she removed her tights and threw both items onto the floor, lowering herself back into a kneeling position on the bed in front of the 'mistified' Ash Ketchum.

"You're beautiful."

"Bout time you figured that out."

TBC...

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Love-of-all-Things