Disclaimer: I don't own much of anything. You know, like Pokemon, Dragon Ball Z, Yu-Gi-Oh, or anything else really worth my time. I just own my brain and a few characters.
A/N: this story starts from Misty's POV, but it may change later. I rarely do first person fanfics, so it might not be that great, but I think it's pretty good. The situation is: Ash hasn't seen Misty in 2 years, since he stopped in Cerulean after Hoenn. Ash is now 15. Misty is 17. Misty is helping Daisy at the grocery store.
Returned to Travel with You
"Brock, I was wondering. Where are we headed next?" a very familiar voice said.
"The gym, to see Misty," another familiar voice said.
"Daisy, am I hearing things, or did you hear Ash speak, too?" I said.
"No, you're not hearing things," the first voice said. I turned around to face the best guy in the world, Ash Ketchum.
"Ash!" I said, smiling. I considered hugging him and telling him how much I missed him, but we were in a store. Not to mention he didn't even know I liked him. So I settled for a sweet smile.
"Hi, Misty," Ash said, smiling back.
"So, can we get going? Ash is traveling around Kanto again. And I want to get to the gym as much as he does," Brock said.
"Well, Daisy's right over there, but if you'd rather see Violet or Lily…" I said. Brock rushed over to Daisy, and tried to get her to go out with him. A few minutes later, he walked back, looking disappointed.
"Rejected again?" Ash said.
"Misty apparently forgot to tell me about the fact that Daisy has a boyfriend," Brock said.
"Oh, yeah! Sorry, Brock. Must've slipped my mind," I said. Actually, I did that on purpose.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Brock said.
"No… maybe… ok, ok, yes, I did!" I said.
"Knew it," Ash replied.
"What are you, psychic?" I said.