Hey, guys! Fourth chapter! Sorry I haven't been writing lately! Well, without further ado, let's start the show! Misty's gonna sing in this chapter!
Disclaimer: If I owned pokemon, I would make Ash confess his feelings to Misty, but since I don't own it…so yeah…
Chapter 4. Snow
"Starmie, watergun." Misty said without paying any attention to the opponent.
"Nooo, my Geodude," The trainer cried, then sighed," Okay, you won, but I'll get the Cascade badge!" Then returning the pokemon back to its pokeball, the trainer left.
"Misty, that's like the fifth trainer you like defeated in a row!" Violet clapped, walking out from the shadows.
"Yeah, our little sis's like becoming better and like better." The blonde Daisy added.
"Maybe like one day, she'll like become like this totally cool gym leader." Lily smiled.
"Okay, you three," Turning around, Misty eyed her sisters with suspicion," What do you want?"
"What do you like mean?" Daisy put a hand over her heart," I like totally feel offended."
"Oh come on, you guys never say stuff like this unless you want something." Misty glared in her sisters' direction, she knew them too well.
"Okay, okay," Lily sighed," We like totally admit defeat. We were just like wondering if you met anyone interesting at the ball." A blush came to Misty's face as she remembered how nice it was to dance with that boy.
"Get a life, you three." Despite the face she was blushing, she managed a scowl at her sisters.
"Whatever…Hey, look guys! It's snowing!" Violet exclaimed.
The four of them turned to watch snowflakes falling from the sky.
"Snow…"Misty murmured.
"Hey, Misty?" Daisy asked, breaking the comfortable silence.
"Yeah?"
"Don't you have a song to write?"
"Uh-huh, the company wanted to see how much talent we had." Misty sighed," I'll just get started. See you guys later."
"Next up, number 56 from Cerulean City. Her song is called Snow." The announcer announced as a girl dressed in a white turtleneck mini dress stepped on the stage, her orange hair down and glimmering softly in the spotlight.
"Hey, guys. My song is called Snow, hope you'll enjoy it." Signaling the music to start, she took a deep breath and started in a melodic voice.
Nobody's said anything
When you turn to leave
My tears are falling down
From my cheek
Seeing your form
Farther and farther away
What can I do can I do
Then clasping her hands together, she sang the chorus.
I see the snow falling from the sky
I see the angels flying up high
I wanna ask them why why why
Why did you leave without saying goodbye
Smiling at the awed audience, she started the second part of the song.
Nobody has told me
When you departed for a new journey
Keeping it a secret
Preventing me from knowing
Ran to the airport
But didn't know where to start looking
What can I do can I do
Then repeating the chorus two time, she ended the song by playing a series of notes on the grand piano. As the last note died, the whole room was silence. Misty looked up and bit her lips, did she mess up? But soon her doubts disappeared when the audience started to clap, to whistle, to cry. She bowed and smiled at the crowd. She knew she passed this test, one step closer to seeing Ash.
"What did you like get this idea for this song, Misty?" Daisy asked, bouncing off her bed. They just finished watching the TV and was surprised by how good their little sister's song was.
"Snow." The songwriter shrugged, taking off her jacket. She didn't feel like telling her sisters about that piece of memory.
FlashbackAsh, Misty, and Brock were traveling to Celadon City when Ash got himself in trouble with the local thugs. Feeling it was too dangerous for Misty, he decided to face the thugs alone.
"Brock, where's Ash?" Misty asked, waking up to find the teen gone.
"He went to town to take care of some business." Brock answered, calmly stirring the soup he was making for breakfast.
"What kind of business?" Aquamarine eyes narrowed.
"He didn't …s-say." The Pewter Gym leader stammered, feeling hostility from behind.
"Brock, it wouldn't have anything to do with the thugs he met last week, would it?"
"Eh…o-of course not," Chuckling nervously, he turned around, "Let's just get down to breakfast, shall we?"
"Brock, haven't anyone told you that you're terrible at lying?" She said calmly and took a deep breath. For a moment, Brock thought everything would be alright, but that thought disappeared a second later when she shouted," Breakfast your head! Let's go and help him, he might be in trouble!"
And he was, when they arrived, they found him with several deep cuts on his arms and a serious bruise on his face. Misty felt like crying, but she was very angry too. Didn't he trust her ability? After all, she was a qualified gym leader, for god's sake. But when she looked at his wounded face, she felt she couldn't say anything. He only wanted to protect her…
End of Flashback
"Misty, earth to Mist!" Fingers snapped in front of the spaced-out face.
"Huh, what?"
"It's almost midnight, shouldn't you go to sleep now?"
"Oh right, sorry." Picking up her bag, she walked to her room. Closing the door, she fell on the bed.
"Toge-pi?" Togepi asked tentatively.
"It's nothing, Togepi." She hugged the egg-shaped pokemon as her mind drifted off to that dream she had yesterday night.
That Dream
She was lying in her sleeping bag spacing out when noises bought her back to reality.
"Hey, Ash, are you sure about this?"
"Yeah, Brock, I'm sure. I have to go now…don't tell Misty, okay?"
"Okay, I guess, be careful."
"I know, I will. See you soon, Brock."
"Yeah, see you, Ash." Then it fell silent once more, but Misty was on the move. She threw her coat on and called a taxi to get to the airport.
Upon arriving, she searched the whole building but without luck.
"Ash! Ash!" She cried frantically. Suddenly, without warning, she tripped over something and fell down. Misty had never felt so helpless in her life.
"Ash…" She choked, tears running freely down her cheek.
End of that Dream
Flipping over, Misty sighed. That was one of the most helpless dream she had ever had, but she had to admit, she was afraid of losing him.
"Ash, I wonder where you are now." She whispered into the darkness.
The song was written by me, it was kinda lame…anyone interested in writing songs for me? And the dream and the memory was something I made up. See you in the next chappie!