A/N: Here's one more! Enjoy!

Prince

Prince: n. 1.A hereditary ruler; king. 2. A male member of the royal family. 3. An outstanding man in a group or class

Rin was not in a very happy mood from what Misty could make out. The cute little girl, who had come to visit her randomly at the gym recently, was now stomping down the path looking down furiously at what looked to be a little crumpled sheet of paper in her hands. Besides the way her legs were coming up higher than normal and her normally angel like face was all scrunched up, Misty could tell she was angry from the way her dark green pigtails on the top of her head swirled and whipped around her as she walked. Something was wrong, that was for sure.

"Did you have a bad day at school Rin?" The redhead asked kindly as she placed her washcloth in the brown bucket on the ground beside her so that she could get the rag soaked with water and bubbles while the seven year old made her appearance known with an angry huff.

"I have to write a stupid story!" The little girl cried out airily and dramatically, waving the crumpled sheet of paper around.

"Is that supposed to be horrible?" Misty giggled looking up at the girl with a small smile. Rin growled and sank onto the soft grass that made up the Cerulean Gym's lawn and sighed.

"It is when the topic is stupid," she replied. Misty smirked before returning to wiping at the glass sliding door that belonged to the gym so that she could finally be rid of all the smudges and fingerprints that came from the annoying and cocky trainers that would come by to battle her. It wasn't her favorite part of being a gym leader, but at least she could be outside where the sun was shining high in the light blue sky, and the breeze could whip around gently around her. She loved how it would help brush her red locks from her face since her hair was falling out of her stupid ponytail and she didn't want to touch them with the dirty soapy water.

"So…are you going to tell me what that topic is?" Misty suddenly asked aware that it had been a couple minutes before the girl said anything and looked down at Rin who appeared to be deep in thought as she sat there on the grass.

"I have to write about a prince," Rin sighed softly, "and how that prince is a hero and saves a princess from disaster or whatever."

"That doesn't sound so bad," Misty shrugged kneeling down and rinsing her rag off again, "it sounds really easy if anything."

"Yeah but, everyone is going to be writing basically the same thing! Like how an evil Tentacruel kidnaps the beautiful princess so the handsome prince rides along on his dashing Rapidash to save her! It's so stupid!" Rin cried out before falling back onto the grass.

"Hey! Tentacruel are not evil, they're amazing," Misty scolded lightly as she abandoned her job to look down at Rin playfully. "You could also make up something completely different than anyone else; all you have to do is use your imagination."

Rin huffed again and glared at the redhead teenager who went back to scrubbing at the doors. Rin had liked the gym leader almost immediately, after accidentally running into the gym to escape from doing chores she had managed to befriend Misty and so took to visiting her almost every day to help her. So why wasn't she returning the favor and helping her?

"I can't think of anything interesting because there is no such thing as a handsome prince who will come to rescue someone, most chances that someone has to survive on their own," Rin scoffed.

"Someone sounds angry and bitter," Misty somewhat hummed as she moved on to cleaning the sign outside her gym that posted the information about the gym.

"I do not!" Rin argued, sitting up from her position on the ground.

"I used to believe there wasn't some kind of prince in the world too. I mean, doesn't every little girl wish that someone would come and save her from the horrible life she's living and then sweep her on her feet and then they would fall hopelessly in love?" Misty rested her arms on top of the sign so she could smile at Rin who was suddenly making a gagging sound.

"I'm much too young to think about boys!" The green-haired girl complained.

"I thought about them at your age," Misty laughed, "and at your age I used to think the only person who could save me was…well me."

"Oh!" Rin got to her own feet and suddenly smiled for the first time that day, and how she looked adorable when she did. "You're like your own prince!"

"Not exactly, because it wasn't until a little later that I met my own prince." Misty picked up her water bucket and vanished into the gym only to come back out with a broom so that she could sweep out the entrance. Rin watched in thought, confused at Misty's words.

"What do you think a prince is like?" She asked. Misty continued to sweep, humming a tune that she knew Rin wouldn't recognize before finally answering the little girl's question.

"My prince isn't your ordinary prince," she began leaning against her broom and staring up at the sky dreamily. "In fact, he's quite the opposite of Prince Charming that appears in all the fairy tales."

"Then that wouldn't make him a prince," Rin interrupted.

"That would be up to you I guess," Misty shrugged looking at Rin softly, "but I think he is one. He may not have soft and styled brown hair and sky blue eyes and he may not have a dashing Rapidash. He doesn't dress in fancy clothes, and he doesn't have the best of table manners. He may not be rich and he wouldn't really care about becoming a king. He's not soft spoken or thoughtful, and he's anything but modest," Misty laughed.

"He sounds more like Tauros," Rin giggled.

"He does have raven-black hair that hasn't seen a comb in ages and he hides it with a battered cap. He does have the most beautiful brown eyes that draw you to him like a Magnemite, and instead of a Rapidash he has the most adorable Pikachu in the whole world that rides on his shoulder. He dresses in a t-shirt and scraggly washed out blue jeans and he's pretty much covered in dirt twenty four- seven. He wants to be the most amazing pokemon master and he cares about everything but himself. He's willing to give up everything he lives for, just to save the world and he cares for his friends like family. He's a prince charming for sure."

Rin watched Misty in awe, amazed how the gym leader could come up with such a person. He sure did sound like a prince, and Rin even wished he could exist so she could meet him. If only princes weren't for stupid and childish stories.

"Hey Misty!" A voice called out from down the path and both girls glanced in that direction.

A boy, maybe as old as Misty, was running towards them with two others following closely at his heels. He, to Rin's amazement, looked exactly like the prince that Misty described. From his tattered cap and worn out tennis shoes to the little Pikachu on his shoulder. "I told you I would come to visit you first next time!" He called out. Rin glance up at Misty in wonder, watching how the gym leader smiled a truly happy smile and her green-blue eyes softened at just the sight of him. He must be a prince is all Rin could think.

"Hi Ash," the redhead greeted as the prince came to a stop in front of her, his face flushed and a sheepish smile on his handsome face.

A/N: HHHOOOW cute! I thought this idea was very kawaii! ^_^