All My Way, On My Own Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or the characters. Ages: Ash: 14, TR: 21, Misty: 15, Brock: 19 Sorry if anyone else had this idea before me. I never knew or intended to take your ideas. This whole story is Ash's P.O.V., unless I say it isn't. Part: 2 "Arg," I groan as we walk away from where we had slept. That bright and early morning I had planned had turned into late and lazy morning. I wandered about in my thoughts as I was about to ask Pikachu a question. Instead of asking him the thoughts invaded my mind. "Pika chu pi?" (How much longer?) Pikachu asked slightly tired. "How much sleep did you get last night, Pikachu?" "Piiii...pika," (Ahhhh...none.) I rolled my eyes at this. "Pikachu," I complain. "Well about an hours more walk I expect." I say quite pleased at the thought of being in a nice warm bed. "PIKKK!" (YAYYY!) Pikachu yelled and ran slightly ahead. * * * I stood over the city on a hill. Malo town was huge beyond all reason. I could see the Pokemon Centre at the beggining. "Let's go Pikachu!" I say full of excitement. "Pikachu pi!" (Alright go!) he said as well as I did. We made a dash for the centre and quickly made it there. Before I rushed in I stopped imeadiatly when I saw two familiar faces. Misty was crying and Brock looked stern. I could believe that they were upset about me leaving but I didn't. "Pikachu let's come back later," I say starting towards the mall. "Pik?" (Why?) he asked a little annoyed. "Because," I continue down the sidewalk as I say this. Pikachu just shook his head and followed me. I hated the mall but I had no choice if I didn't want Brock or Misty to recognize me. I was going to get new clothes and dye my hair. "Pikachu pik pi?" (Where are we going?) "The mall," I say. "PIKA?" (WHAT?) "The mall," I continue with Pikachu following in shock. The mall soon comes in my view. I fliched as I head inside. "Pikachu, I am not staying here very long so don't get any ideas about telling everybody about this. I really don't like this," I say because Pikachu had recently been telling people stuff about me I didn't want them to know. ***Flashback*** I heard some giggling in the backround that soon turned into a raging laughter. Misty and Pikachu were rolling on the grass laughing their heads off. "What's so funny?" I ask in confusion. "Noth...ing!" Misty cried out in laughter. "WHAT?!" I was starting to get angry. "Pika...chu...pi...kapi...kupi..chupi...kachu..pikachu!" (You had a crush on Jessie when we started the journey!) "DID NOT!" Misty stood up at this and almost fell back again in laughter. "You...did..too!" "Did not!" "Did too!" "Did not!" "Did too!" "Did not!" "Did too!" "Yeah well I bet you had a crush on James!" Misty imeadiatly stopped laughing and blushed. "See!" I yell. "NO, I HAVE AND HAD A CRUSH ON SOMEONELSE!" "Oh, who then?" "None of your business!" The fight continued for along time. I had been ticked at Pikachu for a few days. ***End Flashback*** "Pika," (Okay.) Pikachu said sheepishly. I rolled my eyes and walked into a clothing store. I aimed myself towards a rack of clothing. Pikachu looked as if he had a question but didn't ask it. I knew what he would ask; Why are we looking at clothes? that would be his question. I am glad he didn't ask it. I soon found clothes that fit and were good enough. I held in my hand a navy blue shirt with a brown/tan vest. I also had a pair of khaki cargo pants. I paid for them and went to the bathroom to change. * * * "How do I look, Pikachu?" Pikachu just stared with big eyes. "Pika," (Good.) he said shaking his head out of shock. I stashed my old clothes in my backpack that was ripping apart, I needed a new one in other words. This time I headed towards the hair place. "Okay you can do this Ash," I muttered quietly to myself. I really didn't like the idea of getting my hair dyed but it was worth it. * * * I couldn't believe it, I was dying my hair blonde. I couldn't think of having my hair red. I didn't want people calling my Ronald McDonald with the shade they had. So I got blonde. "How bright do want it?" The lady asked me. "Not too bright but not too dark either," The lady looked at me confused and didn't awnser. I sat there looking at a magazine. "Pikachu kapi chu pi?" (Okay, what are you doing?) Pikachu asked a little annoyed. "I will tell you later," I say looking straight ahead into the mirror. I had foil all around my head. I sighed and looked back down to the magazine. * * * I stared into the mirror and gasped. I could barely recognize myself. My blonde hair worked well with my eyes and the outfit fit perfectly. Not too big or too small. Pikachu looked even more shocked. My unique cheeks showed well. Well Misty used to call them "uniqe cheeks." I still had to go get a new backpack. I searched through the mall and ran into someone very unexpected. "GARY!" I yell. "Do I know you?" he asked. "Yes, of course! I am Ash! OOPS!" I just had spilled my little secret. "Please don't tell Misty and Brock!" I beg. "Ash...you look...uuuhhh...good." Gary was apperently dazed. Pikachu snickered. "Thanks, but please don't tell Misty or Brock!" I say a little above my normal voice as I was getting angry. "Okay..." I just let him stand there wandering. Did I really look that good? I really don't know. I never have or will care about how I look on the outside. I like people of who they are on the inside. I entered a store that looked as if bags were their speaclity. Pikachu walked behind, probably in deep thought of what I was doing. I soon picked out a bag that was a dark forest green. I paid for it. "Let's go to the Pokemon Centre Pikachu," I say. "Pikachu," (Finally.) he says quickly. A/n- Please more reviews! 3 more needed to continue.