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Misty and Ash story #2
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Friends?
Ash looked at himself in the bathroom mirror after removing the fog from the shower. He only wore a towel around his waist. He came back to Pallet to home his training skills. He had all the badges (Gary having a little trouble with the final one but bound to catch up.), but going to the pokemon league was no little step. He wanted to prepare. Most of his Peers already left for the pokemon league. All of them were all most taken apart the first round. He wanted to wait, bide his time, build his pokemons abilities, and make a plan, before heading out to out do his peers.

Brock left Ash to help his father with the kids. God only knows how many girls he went ga ga over. As for Misty his Mother let her live under their roof. Without any objections from Ash. He liked Misty more than almost anything he could think of. But that was fantasy. What in the world would cause Misty to like Ash. He wasnt overly intelligent, handsome, and as yet to be the best of the best. He didnt even understand why Misty traveled with him. Not that it mattered too much.

After the shower Ash went to his room to change for bed. Their was no reason he saw for their relation ship to go much further than where its at. Theyd probably be just friends.



Misty waited in her room staring at the small hole in the wall from her bed in her night gown. It was a small peek hole Ashs Mother had used when he was little to check up on him. Misty now and then took a little look though it. She wanted to stay near Ash but wouldnt take dreams to reality. Thats why she hadnt gone back to the gym she and her sisters ran. She liked Ash in a way more potent that friendship. She wanted to be more than friends.

But that couldnt happen in reality. Ash couldnt be interested in her. She knew she could yell to much, but never admitted it to any one but herself. And they often argued like children. The winning chances were 50/50. Probably the only reason they argued was to best each other. Then there was the one reason she was too afraid to do anything. She didnt know how he felt.

By now Ash must have put on clothing so she crossed the room to the hole. She peered into it and sure enough, Ash was just fixing his PJs.

If you only knew. She thought.
Pika, Pika.

Pikachu, the poke ball less pokemon was heading into Ashs room via a pika door as Ash called it. It sort of resembled a doggy door, but in the room door so Pikachu could enter and exit when he wanted.



Pika, Pika?(Hey Ash, are you here?) Pikachu said as went in the door in a door.
Oh, hi Pikachu. Ash replied. After hanging with his first pokemon for so long he knew what he said.
Pika, Pi?(Whats up Ash?) The mouse like pokemon said as he joined him on the bed.
Not a whole lot. He said as laid back on his bed looking at his mothers old peek hole he found when he was eight.
Pika, Pikachu?(Planned anything to do?)
Nope.
Pi, Pika, Pi, Pi?(Thinking about misty again?)

The statement was followed by an uneasy pause. Why couldnt he hide anything from him?

Pi, Pi, Pikachu?(You are arent you?) Pikachu persisted.
Yeah. Ash replied. For some reason I cant get Misty out of my head.
Pikachu, Chu, Pi, Chu?(You going to ask her out yet?)
Ask Misty out? Ash said surprised by Pikachus question, and not knowing that he was being observed. I dont know how see feels. What if I do and it ruins our friendship?



What if I do and it ruins our friendship?

Misty could not believe her ears. Ash likes her as much as she likes him? She was wide eyed and almost shocked. She never knew! And now that she knows, what is she going to do?

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Pika, Pi, Pi.(Your to close for it just to be ruined) Pikachu fought back.
I guess what scares me is that I dont know what she thinks of me.
Pi, Pika, Pi.(Youd be surprised.) He said for a moment, forgetting Ash can understand him.
What was that? Ash said, hearing what his small friend blurted out.
Pi, Pi, Pi!(Ugh, nothing) Pikachu said as Ash used a dont take me for a fool look. Pikachu made a Boo, Boo.
Pi, Pi, Pi, Chu, Pika, Pi, Pika, Pika.(I often hear her talking to her pokemon about you while she tending them.) Pikachu explained as he turned to Ash.
PikaPika, Pi.(She likes you Ash.)

Pikachu finished as Ash looked up in shock. He moved to sit down on the edge facing the window. He hung his head down as he said only three words.

She likes.. me?


In the other room Misty was close to tears. She couldnt understand what Pikachu said but he had told Ash her little secret. Misty removed herself from the small hole.

He likes me? she asked herself in silence.

She took a quick peek back at the hole. Ash had his head low. She had to face him.

Better now than later when he wont talk to me. She thought.

Summoning her courage she forced herself to open her door.

isty.. likes me.

He was still shocked by what Pikachu told him.

Pika, Pi, Chu.(Id better let you think.) Pikachu said as he left the room.

Ash barely heard that. He hung his head low as Pikachu left his room. He was so absorbed by thought he hadnt heard the door opening.

Ash? A almost tear filled voice said.

Ashs head snapped up, turned and saw Misty standing at his door. He couldnt face her now. Misty was at her own loss of words but she had to say something.

Would you believe I found a small hole between our rooms?

At that statement Ash hung his head down again, and if it was physically possible further than before. She knew. Misty came over to sit by Ash. She slipped an arm around him and hugged him lightly, attempting to comfort him.

I never knew. She said almost at a whisper.
Knew what? Ash said as he stared at the floor were he couldnt meet her gaze.
That you cared. Ash lifted his head, perfectly straight forward, with a tear in his eye.

A silence followed. She was waiting for him to say something. Instead he put his own arm around her and let her head rest on her shoulder. He couldnt think of a thing to say.

Ash? Misty said summoning what was left of her courage.
III she couldnt believe how afraid she was. She took her left hand, took Ashs chin and made him look at her. He was as scared as she was.
I care for you.

She said finally giving into the tears she has held back since she overheard the conversation. Ash not only gave into his own tears but wore a lopsided grin. Misty followed it up with one of her own.

So, Ash began nervously.
Where do we go from here?
Want to go to the living room to talk. Misty replied.
Yeah, I guess.
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~*Sleepless Night*~

That night Ash slept alone in his room. The moon shone in through the bedroom window. The wireless phone which he left on the nightstand was catching the light, he used the phone whenever his mom called. The trees swayed softly as the wind blew them. the cool breeze flooded in through the open window.

The night was soft, the sky was clear, Ash could see all the stars that night. however, only one thing was on his mind, it was Misty. Ever since they reached home Ash couldn't stop thinking of her, of her wonderful face, her glistening eyes, and her warm look. Ash always thought of her as an angel, sent to him to be with him. Yet, he knew that she was more than that, she was human. He continued to hide it for sometime now. Holding it all in began to choke him, he barely talked to her. He was to afraid to. The feeling inside him though was incredible. Every night he thought of being close to her, hearing every breath, every beat of her heart, everything about her. He never slept, well until midnight, but this night was different he felt so much stranger, so much closer to her.

Ash couldn't help it he loved her so much, he had a picture of her and Brock. When they had to leave they gave each other pictures. He always stared at that picture, at the girl in the white dress smiling with all her beauty. He wished that they would never leave each other. The one thing he feared the most was the thought of her being taken away from him, he never wanted to leave her for anything in the world. He even dreamt that she had died and left him. He scared himself to death of what might happen if she left him. He stopped this thought, it was freaking him out and he needed to sleep, he needed to snap out of it, breathe, and sleep. The time was killing him, he finally dozed off.

Misty was sleeping in one of the two guest rooms. She decided that she'll have the room next to Ash's. She slept with her nightly, soft, and romantic music. This kept her close to Ash. Whenever her favorite and slowest song was played she always thought deeply that Ash was right next to her. She also thought of him much, but she never shook the thought of losing him, as did Ash. She could imagine Ash right beside her then dissappearing into the air.

She sometimes thought that Ash took no intrest in her because he did not like her hair, she put it down and still, no response from him. Maybe it was he outer image, she liked the way she was, made all petite. Maybe he did not find her attractive in anyway at all. She shuddered at this, but she knew that somehow she had to make Ash notice her. For the past two months they've been home she asked Ash's mom of tips on guys, but his mom couldn't help either. She barely knew anything about them, and as a surprise to Misty, his mom took it lightly. Almost like it never even hit her. Misty tried so much to try, but all she could do was watch, watch her life go by like floating cloud.

She felt cold and lonely. She knew it wasn't the window; the blanket wouldn't help either. A tear of lonliness escaped her eye. She had to leave her room, which felt like cess pool in the north pole, and talk to Ash.

She opened his door, Ash turned, another tear escaped her eye, Ash got up he stood in front of her. Then, Misty burst into tears and clung onto Ash crying into his left shoulder. He led her to the bed to lie down. She stopped for a moment and looked into his eyes looking deep into past what was the blur of her tears. Ash looked straight back at her she turned away. Ash turned her chin to face her, Misty knowing that this is what she wanted so much, this is what she wanted to feel, everything in the world would not spoil this moment, Ash knew that too. All the money in the universe would never end this nothing would ever stop it. Their eyes met, they got closer and closer then.. Ring... the phone rang. Ash had a feeling of dissappointment in his heart, as did Misty. Ash's mom was on the other end. "Yeah mom," he answered. "you'll be staying there until Sunday instead?" he questioned. "they have a meeting on parents of young trainers, okay then, bye." His eyes again turned to Misty, gazing into her beautiful eyes. Looking deep within her blue color. Misty closed her eyes as they got closer and closer, then... it came. The feeling of love, the feeling the two wanted so much. The one that was most important to them was the feeling of a first kiss. The one that let everything out of a person the held together on the soft bed kissing passionately. This time not even the phone would ruin this moment. Ash's radio played that song Misty loved so much, "Ash, that's my favorite song," she sputtered,"this one, God Must Have Spent?" he answered as if she questioned him."Yes, you are an angel, aren't you?" she asked shyly. He answered back very softly "I always thought you were." as Misty turned around to lie facing the same direction in which Ash was.

He embraced her held her in his arms feeling her breathing through the rising of her chest. Misty felt renewed in all ways. Now knew that Ash did care, to her this was a dream come true. She Loced ever minute of the feeling. So did Ash.

The next few nights went very nice. Every night she came over into his room and slept with him. But, that next night was very different. Why did Ash like her? This question just hit her this night. After four nights she started to wonder, did he intentionally avoid me or is he hiding something? She had to know. She asked him that night in bed, "Ash, Why did you avoid me for these past few weeks? Why only now you tell me that you love me and why not earlier?" Ash wasn't ready for that question but he had to tell her. "Misty, I didn't tell you because I didn't think you would listen." He continued as he interrupted Misty's train of thought, " If I told you I always thought you wouldn't care or you would reject me or even end or relationship, I didn't want to do that I love you too much to end our friendship. That's why I didn't say anything." Misty looked at herself in self pity and in distrust. Ash spoke up, "I figured you wouldn't trust me that I truly loved you because I said nothing, but always know that whatever happens I'll be right here and you can always trust me and know that I care for only you." Misty smiled as a tear of happiness left her she could only respond by looking at him and moving her lips to say 'I love you too' without any sound. Ash kissed her as the moon shown brightly.

By Sunday night when Mrs. Ketchum came back to her son and his friend. She knew that something special happened that week. Ash and his friends all went out to a party, Misty stayed and filled in all the deatils to the mother, she smiled through every bit of it. Misty smiled with great pleasure as she was permitted to continue to be with someone which she loved. The mother was finally proud of her son for getting such a fine young girl. Ash and Misty continued to stay together until the inevitable, the first date, but that's a different story.