A/N: So…it's been a while. Two jobs and school kind of got to me I guess =) so I'm gonna go right ahead to the one shot lol

Master

Mas-ter: N. having control over others; employer; owner. 2. The captain of a merchant ship.

3. A teacher or a tutor. 4. One highly skilled, as in trade.

So maybe taking Brock's advice wasn't the most brilliant thing he could have done.

But when someone makes a comment that he wouldn't make it as a Pokemon Master, well, that just infuriated him, and if that someone happened to be a beautiful redhead with shining sea-green eyes that just made him more furious. So yeah, maybe she had scoffed the words over the phone and in reality he shouldn't have taken what she said to heart. But, he did. The words "I challenge you to a match!" blurted from his lips before he could stop them and her own reaction was similar to his. She took his challenge and would be heading for Pallet the very next to day to beat him and show him that she as a water trainer was much more experienced than he, the nerve of that girl.

Brock's idea to make Misty learn a lesson was to bet her the moment she arrived. The bet was that whoever won had to be the other's slave for the rest of the day and while they were at it they should spice it up a bit. Or well, maybe he should spice it up a bit.

"What the hell do you mean spice it up a bit?" he asked as Brock and Gary dragged him down the sidewalk of his hometown to a costume store.

"Well, she made a fool of you right? Told you that you sucked at battling and that there was no way in the world that you would ever become a master," Gary spoke up.

"So the only way to show her that you are a master is to make her do whatever you wish," Brock chuckled opening the door and pushing Ash into the store.

"I got that the first time guys, but what are we doing at a costume store? Misty should be at my house any minute and I wanted to take the pokemon on a run or something to get them ready." Ash replied casting them furtive glances as both boys grinned evilly.

"Excuse me sir," Brock piped up and stopping the store associate as he was placing apparel on the rack. "Would you happen to have any maid costumes available?"

Ash's jaw dropped and his face flushed deeply before he turned to his friends with an angry glare. "There is no way I'm going to make her dress as a maid!" he shouted indignantly.

"Awe come on Ashy boy, you know Red won't appreciate your idea of making her wear this thing right? So make her and while you're at it, make her call you "Master." This'll teach her how to respect you." Gary smirked.

"I don't know about this guys," the raven-haired trainer grimaced as the associate returned with a costume. "Do you have anything more…decent?" he asked with a blush as the guy handed the outfit to Brock who nodded with approval.

"This is fine Ash. Trust me, you'll appreciate this idea once she's in this thing," the older boy grinned.

MAMAMAM

"Corsula use recover!" Misty cried as her pink and white pokemon dropped to the ground with a heavy thud. The water and rock pokemon's body began to glow as it took its trainer's order.

"Pikachu iron tail now!" Ash ordered, his brown eyes shining with determination and catching with the redhead's as they widened with worry.

"Hurry Corsula! And dodge out the way!" She cried. But everyone knew that Corsula was unable to move right after using recovery and so with a heavy heart she watched as the yellow rodent's tail collided with Corsula's body.

"Corsula is unable to battle! Pikachu and Ash are the victors," Brock shouted from the sidelines, judging from the fainted pokemon beneath Pikachu.

"Alright you did it Pikachu! Way to show her," Ash cheered catching the rodent as he jumped into his arms.

"Congrats Ash," Misty said gently after returning her pokemon and approaching her friend with a soft smile. "I guess you have improved a smidge after all."

"A smidge!" Ash cried angrily. Well he would show her. "You know the terms Mist. Since I won you have to do what I say all day." He crossed his arms airily while she frowned.

"Yeah I know," she replied.

"And you have to wear that," he pointed to Brock who held out the outfit they bought earlier that day and watched as Misty's eyes widened.

"Are you serious!" she screeched, her face flushing deeply.

"You better believe I am," Ash smirked, "and while you're at it, you have to call me Master," he challenged.

"No way, I did not agree to this!" Misty shouted narrowing her eyes.

"You scared or something Red?" Gary asked from his spot on the lawn chair.

"Of course not! I just don't see why I have to dress up in that ridiculous outfit and act as if Ash owns me or something," she cried out as her face turned bright red.

"I do own you," Ash said making everyone turn to him, "for the day I mean. You're my maid er slave, and for my first order I demand you put that on and do what I say." He ordered.

"Fine," she growled pulling the outfit from Brock's hands and stomping into the house.

"This had better be worth my getting beat with her mallet tomorrow," the raven haired trainer muttered shooting a glare at his friends who were high fiving behind him.

MAMAMAM

And secretly, Ash agreed that it totally was worth it as they watched Misty stumble clumsily down the stairs in the black heels that had come with the outfit. She straightened herself as she approached them, her cerulean eyes lowered and her cheeks dusted pink. The outfit made her look extremely girly, but extremely sexy.

The dress was black and came to mid thigh with a flurry of while lace ruffles just poking out from underneath and flowing around her legs which were covered in black fishnet stockings. A frilly apron covered most of the dress and tightened around her bodice so that her hourglass figure was easily able to be seen and upon her head were cute little bows to hold back her hair while she worked.

So damn that maybe Brock's idea had been brilliant and Ash was now going to buy the guy a prostitute in his gratitude.

"Did you need something…master?" She suddenly asked keeping her eyes lowered.

It was all he could do so he wouldn't faint.

A/N: Not amazing…but tell me what you think anyways please!

~waterfalls