Chance: Okay so I haven't updated in….a long time. But I got a review and it made me happy! ;v; So I decided I should type up chapter one! I'm not really into this fandom anymore but I want to still somehow finish my first Fanfiction. And here it is! Yay! Go me! I love you for reviewing AvrilofUnova! I love you so so much! Enjoy!
Chapter One
"Ash! Where's the research on ho-oh I asked for?"
"Oh! Uhh… It's uhhh… Where did I put it…?"
"Hurry boy!"
"What's the rush professor?"
"I told you yesterday that I have a meeting with the professors of each region today!"
"Can I ask why you would need it? It's just some reported sightings and pictures of it."
"Because I need to have something nice to present to them! I can't just waltz in with some old papers on simple rattata and pidgey! That would be such a disgrace! Plus, we don't exactly have the most interesting and 'new' pokemon ever since the other regions were discovered."
"What are you talking about? You're Professor Oak, for Pete's sake! You're like the most famous professor in the world!"
"That's flattering. Now give me the files."
"Sigh. Okay, okay. I know no matter what I say I can't convince you otherwise. Here."
"Thank you. Now, if I don't leave soon I will be late. Feed the pokemon and continue the research on the shiny charizard. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Okay. Goodbye, professor."
The boy waved to his professor, as the man closed the door behind him with a soft click. The boy sighed and flopped down on a nearby chair, positioned in front of a desk with papers and pencils scattered across the polished wood. The chair squeaked as the boy situated himself so he could pick through some of the papers and organize them into a neat pile. He then grabbed a pen, the pile of papers and a folder sitting conveniently on the desk.
The boy stood, and shuffled out of the room, into the long hallway leading to a quaint living room with a small couch, a coffee table, and a TV atop a cabinet. The boy went through the living room and into the kitchen connected to the room and grabbed the bag of pokefood. The raven haired boy dragged the big bag over to a slide door at the end of kitchen and flung it open. He lugged the bag out onto the small porch and with a faint smile, whistled.
"It's time to eat! Come get it!"
The sound of crunching, munching, and chomping filled the kitchen, as the various types of pokemon ate their food. The boy sat at the end of the table, watching the charizard the professor mentioned and scratching down notes on it. He sighed, yet again, as he sat up and let the pokemon out into the backyard to play after they ate. He cleaned up the kitchen, washed the food bowls and put them into the dishwasher.
The boy yawned and stumbled out of the kitchen, into the living room and flung himself onto the couch. He was just beginning to get comfortable, when…
Ring, Ring, Ring….Ring, Ring, Ring….
The boy let out a loud, drawn out groan, as he lazily got up and answered the phone, "Hello, Professor Oak's residence?"
"Hello! I was calling to check on…"
The conversation between Ash and the man on the phone was long and boring for the boy, but as his professor's personal assistant, he had to do these things. After the call he decided that he would soon leave to go home for lunch. He organized some of the papers he needed, shoved them in a folder, and then cleaned up a little as a favor for the messy old man. He grabbed his satchel, crammed the folder and some extra things in it and got out his cell phone. He went through his few contacts, until he came across "Mom" and pressed the "call" button. He went over to the front door, as his cell phone automatically dialed the number, and grabbed his coat of a nearby rack. He slipped the warm cloth on, slung his satchel over his shoulder, and put the phone back up to his ear.
"Hello? Ash? Hello?" The sound of his worried mother called through the phone.
"Oh! Sorry, Mom. I was putting on my coat."
"What'd you call for sweetheart?"
"Oh, I just wanted to tell you that I'm coming home for lunch today and I was wondering if you wanted to go out to eat or something with me."
"Oh! That sounds lovely, sweetie! I'll start getting ready now so you don't have to wait for your old mother!"
"There's no need to rush, Mom. Take your time. I'll be over in about 10 minutes."
"Okay, honey! I'll see you in a little bit."
"'Kay. Bye." The boy ended the call and slid the phone into his front pocket, with a small smile on his face. He shuffled through his satchel, searching for the keys to his professor's house. When he found them he opened up the door and to his surprise there was someone standing there.
The boy opposite to him was tall, lean, and quite handsome. He had green eyes, the color of emeralds and a face that reflected the maturity of a growing adult. He had chestnut brown hair, spiked up in it's usual fashion and he wore a black buttoned up jacket. He wore slim, light brown pants, which were tucked into his black boats at the bottom.
The emerald eyed boy looked almost shocked to see the raven haired boy, but then smirked.
"How do you do, Ashy boy?"
"G…Gary…?"
Chance: It's…short. But yay! Chapter 1! I'll try to get the 2nd one up soon! And I kind of changed it…A LOT. But there will still be the characters from the last story in it… They will just come in at different times and in different ways than how they did originally. Anyway, constructive criticism is welcome. I know I have a lot of grammatical errors and such and I'm not the most detailed. So criticism is wanted to help improve my writing. But, just a warning, I don't take criticism lightly. Criticism will either one day put me in jail or kill me. One of the two… Or both. Well, please review! It motivates me and makes me happy!