In My Heart
By: TheFifthCharmedOne
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokémon that belongs to Satoshi Tajiri, Game Freak, Nintendo, and TV Tokyo/Shogakukan Production Co. Ltd. I only own the idea and the plot. If any music shows up along the way, I don't own that either.
Chapter 7: Everywhere To Us
Just tell me how I got this far
Just tell me why you're here and who you are
'Cause every time I look
You're never there
And every time I sleep
You're always there
'Cause you're everywhere to me
And when I close my eyes it's you I see
You're everything I know
That makes me believe
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
Everywhere, Michelle Branch
-X-X-X-
May had good taste in apartments, I'd give her that.
It had three floors, which was nice. The bottom floor was just the entrance and it had a crawlspace for storage. The steps led to the main floor, which had a living room, kitchen, and a small bathroom. It was empty; but that was going to change as soon as the money from my bank account in Kanto was transferred to Hoenn and we bought furniture. May was talking with her Aunt Jane, and I was wandering around. I went upstairs to the bedrooms, and saw May had claimed hers with her ribbon case sitting on the floor. The walls were a dark crimson red, which was her color after all. I should have guessed. I went over to the one next to it and saw it was a sapphire blue; perfect for me. I could already see how my room would look, once I found the appropriate furniture. I went over to the third bedroom and saw it was just as nice as the rest of the house.
It was a sky blue hue, with puffy white clouds on the wall. I could see that the previous owner had been a fan of the sky, and flying. It would be perfect for the twins, seeing as the sky represented freedom and expression.
I put a hand on my stomach and smiled softly. Maybe being a mother wouldn't be so bad. I mean, they were going to have mine and Ash's qualities, so at least if I never see him again I'll have something to remember him by.
-X-X-X-
The money from Kanto was transferred over by the next day; so May and I (having spent the night on the floor of our rooms in sleeping bags) went straight to the furniture store.
There were Fighting types helping to lift furniture into delivery trucks, along with some large Bugs. I tried to ignore them and we went over to a salesperson.
"My name is Misty Waterflower, and I'm looking for some furniture for my new apartment." I said politely.
"Very well Miss Waterflower, follow me." he said, smiling.
A very eager Pichu followed the salesman.
"Pichu, Pichupi!"
"Pichu, you know you're supposed to help the other Pokémon with the moving!" he yelled, Pichu covered his ears and tears came to his eyes.
"Hey! You can't yell at your Pokémon like that!" May yelled defensively. She picked up the little guy and cuddled him. "It's not cut out for hard labor, maybe it just wants to be with you!" she continued.
"It's wrong to treat your Pokémon like manual workers anyway! In fact, I think it's abuse to the Pokémon and deserves a call to Officer Jenny!" I cut in.
"Am I supposed to be scared?" said the salesman. "I'll treat my Pokémon any way I like."
"Oh, really? You think you can just treat them like they have no feelings, that they don't matter? Well if that's your mentality you've got another thing coming! Pokémon are our friends; and you have no right to treat them any different then you would treat yourself! May, we're going."
I turned on my heel, and May put the Pichu on the ground.
"Goodbye little buddy," she said. She stood up and followed me out. "Wow Misty, that was some speech."
"Yeah well, that guy was a jerk and needed to be put in his place."
"No, I mean you sounded a lot like Ash. That sounded just like how he would treat Pokémon, whether they were his or not."
I thought back, and she was right. Well, Ash had always been my inspiration, and maybe the babies inside me were making me think that way too.
"Pichu! Pichuuuu!" We heard a little voice call. We turned. The same Pichu that had belonged to the furniture salesman was bounding up to us. It jumped into my arms, cuddling against me.
"Huh? Is that…?"
"That's my Pichu all right," said the salesman, walking toward us slowly. I was instantly on my guard.
"What do you want?"
"To tell you that you're right. I should have never yelled at Pichu the way I did. Pichu, I'm sorry."
"Pi…chu…." said Pichu, and it seemed to be considering its options. "Pichu, Pichu Pichu!" It angrily turned away and climbed onto my shoulder. "Pichu, Pichupi!"
"Pichu…" I said. I took it down from my shoulder. "Are you trying to say you want to come along with me?"
"Pichu!" said Pichu, smiling.
"It seems like this Pichu doesn't believe you," said May. "You know, I think we should tell Officer Jenny Misty. What do you think?"
"May, that's a great idea, and we can set those Fighting Pokémon free to go with trainers who actually value them."
"No, no! I-I promise, I'll be better, please, don't tell the police! You can even have that Pichu if you want!"
Pichu climbed onto my head.
"Doesn't seem like you ever had a choice," said May, smirking victoriously. "Oh and by the way, that means we aren't buying furniture from you, and you can forget about any future customers."
"But-but!"
"No buts about it. You can apologize all you want, but that will never change what happened, it'll never change what you've done. So find some other business!" I said, and the Pichu cheered.
-X-X-X-
We walked back toward the apartment, and I held Pichu in my arms, like I used to hold Togepi and now hold Azurill.
"Usually I only train Water type Pokémon," I told Pichu as we sat on the floor of our still empty apartment.
"Pi..chu..?" said Pichu, rubbing its head and pulling its ears down.
"But this time I'll make an exception, seeing as you're adorable and you remind me of someone I loved, and lost too." I thought of Ash, and smiled faintly. Pichu cheered. "Do you want to meet the rest of my team?" The Tiny Mouse cheered again.
"Hey Misty, you'll NEVER guess who moved in next door!" said May, rushing up the steps. Pichu climbed onto my shoulder and I followed her outside.
Well, what do you know?
Drew Hayden stood there, talking to a mover. He saw May and I, and he smiled, flicking his hair.
He finished with the mover and walked toward us. I saw a cold sweat break out on May's neck. She really did get nervous around him.
"Hey May, and you're Misty, right?" I nodded. "Hey, is that a Pichu?"
"Pichu!" said Pichu, nodding. "I thought you only trained Water types." he said.
"I do," I said.
"But Pichu is an electric type."
"Yeah, I know, but it's kind of a long story. Why don't you tell him May?" May glared at me, and then looked back at Drew. She told him about the jerky furniture salesman and how the Pichu had chosen me over him, and he looked a combination of sickened and happy.
"That's disgusting, treating a Pokémon that badly," he shook his head. May cocked her head in confusion.
"You did the same thing with Absol, a few years ago." Drew stiffened.
"I'd rather forget about that," he muttered. May looked away. "Anyway, if you need help finding a furniture place, I'd be happy to help you out."
"Really? That's great of you," I said, smiling. He smiled back. I could see, in a way, why May had such a huge crush on him; even I couldn't deny the things she liked about him, and I'm in love with someone else!
-X-X-X-
So for the rest of the day, with Pichu on my shoulder, May, Drew and I went furniture shopping. May didn't even argue with Drew the whole time, which meant I would have to quiz her later.
We bought beds of course, and a set of chairs and a table, and bathroom things. Basically the necessities. (My mother left me a lot of money when she died, her family was extremely rich because they were Pokémon Coordinators/Gym Leaders/Fashion Designers. Each one brought them huge amounts of money.)
So the furniture was going to be delivered tomorrow, and I bought a small bed for Pichu, considering that I didn't have a Pokéball. I hope my other Pokémon don't get jealous….
I doubt it though, considering the only one who spends real time not battling outside of her Pokéball is Azurill, and she can sleep anywhere.
-X-X-X-
Later that night, I rolled around in my sleeping bag, back and forth, repeatedly opening and closing my eyes, hoping for sleep to come. However, it didn't, and I, frustrated, went down to get something to eat. (May's mother had made us a huge home-cooked meal and brought it over, so there were still some leftovers.)
When I came downstairs, I saw May sitting on the floor with a book of some kind.
"May?" I said, and she nearly jumped ten feet in the air, and looked at me as if she had never seen me before.
"Oh, sorry Misty," she said, taking a breath. "You couldn't sleep either?"
"No, not really." I said. "What are you doing?" I walked closer to her and saw it was a scrapbook, one of her journeys in Hoenn, Kanto, and Johto.
"Wow, how did you get these pictures?" I asked, seeing the perfect pictures of Drew versus May in the Kanto Grand Festival.
"Brock took them, apparently. He told me that if I had pictures to remind myself of the great time we've had together, that maybe I could tell him how I feel."
"Wait, when did you talk to Brock?"
"Early yesterday morning, before we came here. You were still asleep. Don't worry, I kept your secret," I sighed in relief. If Brock knew it would only be a matter of time before Ash knew, and that just couldn't happen. Not anytime soon anyway. "I asked him for love advice, I know, crazy, right?" she laughed a little at the memories, and I giggled myself. Max had taken over the duty of pulling Brock away by the ear when I had to leave to be Gym Leader. "But he's changed a lot, he's even got himself a girlfriend!"
"Oh, he does? Why don't I know about this?" I said angrily. Brock is so going to pay…!
"Don't worry, not even his family or any of his old friends know yet, he's trying to make sure it's real, he said something about not making the same mistake twice. When I asked him about it, he said something about a doctor from Valencia Island and then he just froze up."
So that's what happened between him and Dr. Ivy! I should have known she had broken his heart, that was why he went after every beautiful girl he saw, he was trying to sooth that pain.
If he wasn't so creepy about the way he acted; then he might have gotten a girlfriend a long time ago.
Then I looked down to a page May had devoted entirely to her and Drew. She had a picture of him and some rose petals pasted everywhere. Then they were shaking hands, and May looked really happy. There was even a little song at the bottom of the page.
I wanna be perfect,
But I'm me
I wanna be flawless,
But you see
Every little crack
Every chip,
Every dent
Every little mistake,
I wanna be perfect
Just like you,
But there's only so much that a girl can do
When I look in the mirror,
It makes sense to me,
Perfectly
Perfectly
"Is that what you think Drew thinks of you?" I asked softly.
"It's what I know he does." She closed the scrapbook with an unforgiving snap. "I know he doesn't think I'm a good enough coordinator, and he'll never understand how much that hurts." She sobbed once and a tear fell from her eye. I held her in my arms.
"It's okay May, come on, he can't feel that way about you any more, and besides, nobody's perfect anyway."
"How do you know how he feels about me?"
"It's written in his body language and the way he talks to you. He likes you, a lot. Hell, he may even love you and just not know it yet. Only a true romantic can tell."
She smiled and blushed.
"Do…you really think so?"
"I know so May." I smiled. She hugged me.
"You're going to make a great mom one day Misty, I know it." she said, yawning. I smiled and yawned myself.
"Come on, we should go to sleep, it's late and the furniture is coming at noon."
-X-X-X-
When I woke up that morning, it was ten AM, perfect, I had just enough time to dress and get ready before the movers got here. Not that I cared about their opinion, but I still need to be presentable and cover my ever growing belly. I was approaching four and a half weeks along. Pichu was up with me, running around with Azurill. She seemed to like having Pichu around, they were turning out to be good friends. Then I thought of something. I took out my Pokédex and scanned Pichu.
"Pichu, the Tiny Mouse Pokémon. A pre-evolved form of Pikachu. Despite their size, Pichu release bursts of electricity that can shock even humans. However, Pichu are unskilled at controlling their electricity, and sometimes release it by accident when surprised, or when laughing and shock themselves."
"Pichu Pich!" said Pichu, doing a handstand before falling on its head. I giggled, it really was too cute. I dressed and went over to May's room. Her door was still closed. That lazy bum, she's still asleep! Well I know what to do.
"Pichu, can you come here a minute?" I whispered.
"Pichu?" said Pichu, looking at me curiously before running over.
"I need you to shock May, but only lightly, all right? I'll never wake her up otherwise."
"Pichu!" Pichu walked closer to May and its pink cheeks sparked with electricity before lightly shocking May, thus waking her up.
"Huh? What? Pichu!" she groaned. I laughed and Pichu ran back over to me, jumping into my arms. Azurill did too, and Pichu made room for her by climbing on my head. I smiled and walked into May's room.
"Morning May," I said pleasantly. She glowered at me. "Come on, we have to get ready for the movers, and Drew said he would help us out with the move in."
Her face burned red; and she ushered me out so she could get ready. I decided to go take a look around the block where I'd be living for a while.
"Want to come with me Pichu?" I said, smiling. Pichu nodded, and so did Azurill.
-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-
A/N: I am happy to announce that the poll for the gender of Misty's baby is now closed, with…..drumroll please….letter C as the big winner!
The choice of boy and girl twins won by a landslide, 9 votes to one and one for the other two choices. So, with that decided, I have another question for you, but that one will wait until chapter 15, and you'll just have to wait and see what comes in that one.
Anyway, adios!
~Ch-
Oh yeah, the story, forgot about that.
So, Misty has a Pichu, which is another thing that reminds her of Ash. I know the furniture store thing was a kind of random way to do it, but once I starting writing it out I couldn't stop. It's no 2:30 AM, so I think I'll be going to sleep now.
Please review, talk to you next chapter!
~Charmed (Now I can really finish!)