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Ash and Misty are both 16 in this fic. I have decided that Misty hasn't left. There is no May or Dawn in this one.

October 20, 2010

This one I don't believe was as bad as the other, but I've still decided to revise.

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"Do too!"



It had gone along like this for the past 6 years. Me and Misty would fight, then Pikachu would shock us so we could forget about it and move on.

"Pikachu why do you have to do that?" I groaned, rubbing the back of my neck. Sore from the electricity running through my veins, I sat up slowly, stretching out my muscles.

"Pikapi pi pika chu chu pikachupi!" (Ash, stop fighting with Misty!)

"She started it," I mumbled under my breath.

"I heard that!" the fiery red-head yelled.

Rolling my eyes, I got up and walked back to my place around the fire.

"Thanks Pikachu, I was beginning to think I'd have to listen to another hour of that," Brock sighed, stirring his soup over the fire.

"Pi pi pika." (No problem) The small mouse Pokemon smiled.

Misty and I sat back down in our original seats around the fire. I didn't look a her, I didn't want to right now.

It wasn't like she wasn't worth looking at, because she was. She had grown and filled out in the time we were on the road together. She was shorter than me because of how much I had grown and I took full advantage of it. She still wore the same outfit she always had, but the shirt was tighter now. Her shorts hugged her hips, accentuating her matured figure.

Her hair had changed from its usual ponytail, it was longer now. She pulled the top half behind her head, showing her face and left the bottom half hang loose halfway down her back.

I couldn't look at her. I knew if I did, then I would drop it. I would take one look into those blue-green eyes and forget what we had been fighting about, because I would do anything for her.

Because I loved her.

I know it seems crazy that I would fall in love with my best friend, but it happened. Slowly I had been denying it, but I had come close to losing her once when Team Rocket was almost successful. I eventually stopped denying it and just lived with the fact that I loved her.

I pulled my knees up and leaned back against a tree. Resting my arms on my knees I pulled my cap down over my eyes.

"Ash?" My head snapped up to meet Brock's gaze. He gestured to a bowl full of the soup that he had just finished cooking. I reached forward to grab my bowl and spoon before returning to my spot, leaning against the tree. Pikachu curled up next to me and let out a long 'chaaa' of contentment.

I stirred the soup with the spoon, discovering that for the first time in my life, I wasn't hungry.

"Ash, aren't you going to eat that?" Brock asked.

"No," I told him, putting the bowl back.

"What?" Brock asked dumbstruck.

"I'm just not that hungry," I sighed. Pulling my hat further down I tried not to dwell on the earlier argument between me and Misty.

"This is really good Brock," she said enthusiastically.

"Thanks Mist…Ash are you okay?" Brock looked at me in disbelief, "you're always hungry."

I just sunk deeper into the tree.

"I'm going for a walk," I told them. I got up carefully so I wouldn't disturb Pikachu and headed into the woods.

As I began walking I felt the need to speed up, and before I knew it I was running at full speed through the trees. Jumping over logs, ducking under branches, running to forget everything. I ran until I could feel only the burn of my legs. I ran until all I could hear was my blood pumping in my ears. I ran until I felt the searing pain of my throat going bone dry.

When it became unbearable I began to slow down, finally stopping at a small freshwater stream. I knelt by the water and cupped my hands, drinking until the aching in my throat vanished.

I laid back in the sand, panting heavily. Once I had caught my breath, I stood up and pulled off my hat and shirt, hanging them up on a low branch nearby. I then slid my pants off, tossing them over the same tree limb. Walking down the beach I stopped to take a deep breath, the smell of a coming rainstorm registering in my head.

I ignored that sign and waded into the water, diving under. The coolness of the stream seeped through my skin, relaxing me from my run.

I surfaced and floated on my back, closing my eyes. I steadied my breathing, hearing only the rush of the water.

Around half an hour later, I didn't know what it was, but I knew I wasn't alone. I bolted upright suddenly and sunk into a crouch, preparing for the worst. When I saw the bright orange hair creeping through the growing shadows of night, I sighed in relief and sunk back into the water.

"A little on edge there 'eh Ash?" Misty teased, averting her eyes from my muscled torso.

I just rolled my eyes and continued to swim around.

"You comin in?" I asked her smiling.

"I don't have a bathing suit," she said, blushing a bit.

"Neither do I," I admitted, "I'm just in my boxers. Underwear and bathing suits are basically the same thing," I told her.

"I guess," she said shyly, and as soon as her fingers moved to the buckles on her suspenders I dove into the water. I knew that I wouldn't be able to control myself if I saw her undress.

When I resurfaced, she wasn't there, and I felt a pang in my heart. My head lowered as I went to get out, but I stopped when I felt two arms around my neck.

"What's wrong Ash?" she said seductively, "can't handle a girl in the same water as you?"

I smirked, "What is up with you and finding me in the water?" I meant it to be a joke but she took it seriously.

"Well, it's what got me stuck with you in the first place." She released her grip on my neck and I turned around, staring at her as she rolled her eyes.

"So you don't think anything else other than you're stuck with me?" I asked, hurt, anger building in my veins. My suspicions were then confirmed as felt a drop of water on my forehead followed by a thunder clap. The weather was reflecting my emotions, and for the first time in a long time, I welcomed it.

"You do owe me a bike Ash, don't forget you destroyed mine!" she said hotly, taking a step closer to me.

"I had to save Pikachu!" I yelled at her over the thunder.

"Because you were careless with him!" she shot right back.

"I was a kid! I was still learning!" I took a step closer to her.

"Did that mean you had to trash my bike? You owe me Ash, and I don't see you paying me back anytime soon!" she nearly snarled.

"OH FORGET ABOUT THE BIKE ALREADY MISTY!" I screamed at her, turning around and running my hands through my hair, tugging at the roots, "JUST FORGET ABOUT THE FUCKING BIKE FOR A SECOND!" It was like the same fight from an hour ago, but it had gone deeper for me this time.

Misty looked at me, gaping in shock. She knew that I was completely serious when I swore, it was rare for it to ever happen.

I looked at her, tears threatening to appear in my brown eyes, "Is that all you care about Misty? That goddamn bike? Is that why you've been traveling with me for all these years?" I asked her.

She opened her mouth but I just kept on talking.

"Because I thought we had something more than that. I thought you were my best friend, but all you talk about is me giving your bike back and frankly I'm sick of your protesting. So if that's what you want Misty then fine, I'll go buy you a new bike tomorrow. I've had the money all along...I just didn't want to buy you a new one because…" A loud clap of thunder lit up the fastly approaching night and I could see the expression of sympathy in her eyes.

"Because…" she trailed.

"Because I don't want you to leave okay? I don't want to lose one of my best friends! But if that's all your following me for than fine! I'll go buy you one tomorrow!" I yelled walking back towards her.

"These past few years have obviously meant nothing to you, but they meant something to me Misty," I nearly growled, I was inches away from her now. I had nothing to lose, so I was going to show her.

"And what did they mean to you Ash, you've made your point clear that you don't like having a read headed stubborn girl following you everywhere," she yelled right back at me, the rain continuing to pour down.

"Then why didn't you leave!" I shouted. My face was centimeters away from hers now, we were right in each others faces.

I saw her open her mouth to reply, but before she could I snapped. I descended my mouth to hers and kissed her, ravishing her lips. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer by her waist. Just as I was about to pull away, I felt her fingers wrap around my neck and thread through my hair, pulling me closer by my roots. She kissed me back just as eagerly.

I put all my pent up love, anger and sadness into the kiss. I showed her just how long I had wanted this, what she had done to me, and why I didn't get her a new bike.

I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist as I waded out of the water. Her hands clawed at my back, pulling me closer to her if that was even possible. I dropped to the ground and hovered over her, all without breaking the kiss. She pressed her body closer to mine and I slid my tongue into her mouth, exploring what I never could for the past 6 years.

Finally we had to break away for air, but my lips stayed attached to her skin, kissed along and under her jaw, down her neck, over her chest. My stubble scratched along her skin, leaving a light red trail.

"It was never about the bike," she gasped as I nipped at the sensitive flesh on her collarbone, "I didn't think you'd want me with you if I didn't have a reason to follow you."

I brought my lips back to hers and kissed her for another minute.

"I mean, why would you want an annoying redhead following you?" She sighed in pleasure as I sucked at a spot on her neck.

"Because," I panted, "I'm in love with that redhead, and I don't want her going anywhere," I said sternly before capturing her lips again.

"Why would you want to stay with an annoying, immature, raven-haired child?" I asked her huskily, demanding an answer as rain continued to pound on my back. Where she was in proximity to me and the direction of the rain allowed her to stay semi dry.

"Because I'm in love with that raven-haired kid," she gasped before pulling me back to her lips.

I broke away again, "Well good, that saves a lot of money."

"Why?" she nearly gasped.

"Because I had a plan to make you stay with me if I ever replaced your bike," I said before taking her mouth again. She moved to sit up, so I wrapped my arms around her waist, picking her up. I then pinned her against a nearby tree as her arms ran up my stomach, over my shoulders and into my hair.

"And what exactly was that?" she forced out as I nibbled on her ear and pulled her closer by her belt loops.

"Everytime I got around to giving you a bike, I was planning on having Pikachu melt it," I whispered in her ear.

"Good," she shuddered, pulling me closer.

"Good?" I asked her confused.

"If you hadn't I would've killed you for not doing this sooner when you eventually had given me my bike back," she said, blue eyes staring into mine.

"Well, now you don't have to," I growled huskily before bringing her back to the sand. I felt her hand travel to the waist band of my boxers, inching them down my hips.

"Are you sure?" I asked her, pulling back from kissing her neck. It was hard to restrain myself, seeing how swollen her lips were and how red her skin was from my shadow.

"I love you Ash Ketchum, and you have no idea how long I've wanted this," she told me before silencing my questions with her lips and pulling at my waistband.

God I loved this woman!


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