Here I am, doing another one shot.
0___o I’m so confusing. I confuse myself. Am I confusing you yet? *glares* Aw…
Darn. Anyways, this is a song fic! YAY SONG FICS!!!! I’m almost positive not a
single one of you have ever even heard of this song. Well, sorry to bust yer
bubble, but it’s not really and Ash/Misty song. I’ll just make it seem that way
in this fic. Muahahaha! It’s actually Shion/Kevin. *kills Kevin… again* God do
I hate him. I like Shion/Allen. AND ASH/MISTY!!!! W00t! Anyways… On with meh
story.
BY THE WAY! I AM GIVING THIS STORY THE RATING OF PG-13 FOR… Jes’ cause I wanna. Well you’ll see why… YAAAY!
Very loud
laughter filled the Pokecenter hallway, and then two people came in view. Ash
leaned on Misty for support, looking around like a squirrel, with Misty ready
to fall under his weight.
“Where’s my room?”
“Right here, Ash,” Misty said, helping Ash stand up.
“Thank you, oh sexy mistress,” Ash said, once again leaning
on Misty for support, causing her to fall against the wall with him against
her.
“Um…” Misty’s heart begun racing. Ash just grinned and
started kissing her neck. Misty let out a slight moan.
“Mmm… Ash stop… You’re high and… God… I am so enjoying this…
No! Stop! You’re… Ooh.. HIGH!” Ash ignored her and kept kissing. Misty suddenly
realized that Ash wouldn’t remember anything of this when he woke up in the
morning. Annoyed, she pushed him off.
“Huh? Why’d ya go an’ do that?” Misty knew he was completely
stoned and didn’t want him to do anything violent. So she thought up an excuse.
“Erm… I don’t deserve you.” Misty was mentally kicked
herself for that lame and kind of gay excuse. Ash began to laugh.
“You? Not deserve me? With your beauty and luscious curves?”
Ash asked her, running his hand down the side of her body.
“I don’t deserve you,” he told her, nearing his mouth to her
neck, once again. She put her fore finger on his lips and pushed his head back.
“No, Ash.” He backed off.
“It’s late. We should get some rest,” she said, unlocking
her door, then reaching into his pocket and grabbing the key for his room. She
unlocked his door and left him to whatever he was going to do, pass out or go
insane. Misty tossed his key back to him, walked into her room and locked her
door.
She grabbed her
pajamas off the top of her bag.
“That was awkward,” she said to herself, taking off her
clothing and changing into her pajamas. All of a sudden, there was a knock at
her door. She sighed and opened it.
Ash stood at the
door in nothing but his boxers and a white t-shirt.
“Um… Hello—MMPH!” Ash had grabbed the back of Misty’s head
and set his open mouth against hers while she was in the midst of a sentence
causing the kiss to be a tad more than expected by Misty. In shock, she stumbled
backwards, still kissing Ash. Misty finally hit the wall, with Ash’s tongue
exploring the inside of her mouth. Misty gave in and began to kiss back. She
started caressing his back with her shaking hands. Ash went a little too far
for Misty. He moved his hands to her chest and began groping her breasts. Misty
realized what he was doing and struggled frantically to push him away. Finally
her strength prevailed.
“ASH!!!”
“Wha?” Ash stumbled a little.
“No! We can NOT do this! NO, NO, NO!”
“Huh? Why not, Mis’? I’ve got a condom,” he said, stumbling
towards her and pulling something out of his pocket. Misty gave him a disgusted
look.
“That’s not the problem!”
“Den wha’s the problem-o babe?”
“You’re STONED!”
“Aw, c’mon. I had a ciga- cigar- cigarette. Not a joint.
Look… It’s a polar bear…” Ash said, pointing behind Misty.
“Yes! You had a
joint! You had three of them! I couldn’t do anything! I had to stand there and
watch you!”
“Nuh-uh… By the way, that polar bear’s gonna attack you…”
“Yes you did! NOW GET OUT!”
“But what about the polar bear?”
“OUT!” Ash slowly stumbled out of Misty’s room and into his,
not closing her door. She stomped over and slammed it.
“AAAGH!” With that last cry, she slumped off to bed.
In the morning,
Misty woke up to a loud banging on her door. She rolled over a few times to see
if it was just her imagination. But it wasn’t. She immediately shot up.
“Shit,” she muttered, clambering out of the bed and over to
the door. Afraid, she opened it, with a thought that Ash was going to bust in
and begin groping at her again.
Since you walked
into my life
Monday morning,
when first I heard you speak to me
I was too shy to
let you know
Much too scared to
let my feelings show
But you shielded
me and that was the beginning
But it wasn’t even
Ash.
“Misty Williams?” It was officer Jenny.
“Yes. That’s me,” she said, giving Jenny a quizzical look.
“We have a few questions to ask you.”
“Oh… Um… Okay.” Fear struck Misty. Had someone found out
about Ash? She smiled and sat down in the chair as Officer Jenny closed the
door and walked up to her.
Misty thought
back to her dream that she had over the night. Her and Ash had truly been in
love and it didn’t involve any drugs or liquor. They had sat there, watching
the sunset, wrapped in each others arms. They lay against a tree while a
blanket covered them. The breeze softly whirled around the area, ruffling both
their hair. They exchanged glances, smiled then resumed to watching the sunset.
And though I try,
“I love you” is just so hard to say
If I only could be
strong, and say the words I feel
Few words were
spoken, except for quiet, sweet confessions that unraveled into the truth. As
the sun slowly set, their lips came closer together, then met in a soft kiss.
When I turn to see
your face
I remember that
sweet dream which you told to me
I wanted just to
be with you
So we could make the
dream come true
And you smiled at
me… and that was the beginning
“It’s concerning Ash Ketchum.” Misty snapped out of it.
“Um… Alright. G-go ahead.”
“Well… Miss Williams. According to our witnesses, you were
the last one seen with Mr. Ketchum.”
“Yes. I was.” Misty sat up straight in her seat, waiting for
whatever was going to happen.
“Was he acting at all odd?” Misty shook her head, then bit
her lip.
“Well.. He—nevermind. What’s wrong with him? Is he okay?”
And though I try,
“I love you” is just so hard to say
If I only could be
strong, and say the words I feel
“Misty… He’s dead.” The color disappeared from Misty’s face, and her jaw slowly dropped.
“W-w-what?” She blinked, continually, trying to convince
herself that it was a bad dream.
“I’m sorry. We found his body near the edge of a cliff. No
signs of anything yet. We still have to call in for an investigations team to
see what the cause of death was.” Misty wasn’t listening to a word Officer
Jenny was saying, but having flashbacks of the night before. The party, the
basement, the hallway and her room. She felt guilty for not giving into Ash and
his urges. Even if his senses were on the fritz.
Tell me if you
love me now
I had so much I
longed to ask you
But now the chance
has gone
After Officer Jenny left, Misty
stumbled over to her bag, head throbbing from the news that had been broken to
her, desperately trying not to realize the truth. She rummaged through her bag
and grabbed a picture of Ash and her at the Maiden’s Peak festival. They were
both so happy and carefree, not knowing what would happen in 7 years time.
Tears began to run down her cheeks and she started sniffling. She closed her
eyes and ran out of her room, running to the nearest cliff.
Once she
reached it, she saw an investigation team messing with his body. Brushing it
for fingerprints and searching the nearby area for evidence.
“Ash!” Tears began streaming down her cheeks again as she ran
to the body, only to be held back by a man.
“No! Let me see him! No!!” She kept up her struggle.
“Hey! Alex! A little help here man! This chick’s a fighter,”
the man yelled, getting the aid of another man to help restrain of Misty.
In my heart the
memory stays
Glowing bright,
you’re always smiling
And I will hold it
close…
Misty dropped
to her knees, sobbing and beginning to accept the painful truth. Ash was gone.
His soul, his spirit, his personality. All that was left was the memory of him
and pictures of him smiling. Smiling from ear to ear and feeling happy. That
was all. Nothing else. Her tears were the truth. The truth to her love. She
loved him with all her heart and her chance to confess… Had passed her by.
~FIN~
Woot. Go me! I finished ANOTHER story! Yay! Well, soon I’ll work on the Art of Raiding and The Fight The Right. Eventually. Hah. That’s another one of my one shots I haven’t finished. ^.^; Well, please review!
-Aeris1172