Ages:

Ash--> 21

Misty --> 20

“...” Spoken Words

italics Thoughts

~~~~~~ Scene changes / flashbacks / change in P.O.V

(...) Author’s Notes

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: None of the following characters used in this story belong to me, k? Only the plot is mine, the rest....belongs to good ol’ Japan ^-^

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“Well then,” said Ash, “let’s eat.”

Misty nodded.

Soon Ash and Misty were talking, laughing, eating, drinking (water) and being merry.

Why does this just feel so....right? they both thought simultaneously as their perfect moment lasted into the moon illuminated night.

Chapter 5: Misty’s got a secret...

Misty awoke early the next morning. She hadn’t planned on getting up then, but she found she was unable to fall back asleep. Something was disturbing her mind.

What’s wrong with me? she asked herself inwardly.

She had been feeling uneasiness and fear for a long while, but now it was starting to come and go sporadically. She lay there one her bed trying to make sense of all that was going on in her life; and then there was Ash’s sudden appearance. She didn’t quite know why, but she had a distinct feeling that she’d known him for years. She figured maybe it was because he was so mysterious and knew as much about her life as she did about her own. Or maybe it was because they had just “clicked” instantly...or maybe it was because she had met him before...

Nah, she thought, that’s ridiculous. I know I’d remember someone like him. He’s got one of those unforgettable personalities...

Misty stayed in bed for another five minuets thinking and then rose, quickly jumping into her small bathroom. She found her little, Cerulean Blue bathrobe and secured it tightly around herself before exiting her bedroom and shuffling into her dark kitchen.

When she entered, memories of the night before flooded into her head. She stood in the doorway of the room and looked around absentmindedly, trying to remember every little detail from her dinner with Ash Ketchum: the mysterious man she found on the beach.

She smiled and shook herself awake. She then began her usual morning routine of making coffee, her breakfast and racing over to the front door to retrieve her morning paper; the headline on this morning’s front page caught her attention:

“SHIP WRECK MYSTERY DEEPENS

She scanned the page slowly, allowing her eyes to look sorrowfully at the pictures of the boat snapped in half on the bottom of the ocean.

She sighed deeply and turned her attention to Ash’s sleeping form on the couch. She smiled at his content face and messed up hair. The thought of waking him up crossed her mind briefly as she looked at him. She quickly glanced at the clock: 6AM.

Hmm...Still a little early I suppose. she thought, waving off her former idea.

Then she remembered the folder she had brought home from her meeting yesterday afternoon. She hadn’t looked through any of it yet. She sighed again and began searching earnestly for the folder. Spotting it on the small table by her bedroom door, she quickly scurried to it and picked it up. She stared at it reluctantly for a moment then returned to the kitchen.

She set her newspaper down on the counter and grabbed a cup of coffee before making her way to the kitchen table to look through the folder.

She sat down slowly, not wanting to spill the hot liquid in the mug, and stared at the folder again.

“Well, it’s now or never, Misty.” she told herself aloud.

She slowly reached got the opening of the manila folder and pulled it up. She had already read the top page yesterday: nothing she didn’t already know.

She continued leafing through the folder until she can upon an interesting looking report. She picked it up and began to read parts of it:

“...date of accident: April 28, 2006

number of known survivors: 1

date survivor was discovered: May 5th

Victim’s gender: Female

Age: late teens, early twenties

Name of victim: Misty Waterflower”

Misty gulped.

That’s why she felt such a strong connection with Ash. She had been on the ship with him! She read the report further:

“...currently, the survivor does not remember any incident surrounding the case. We have decided that placing her in a rehabilitation center would be best for her at this point. As of now, the victim will not be informed of her involvement in the crash...

- December, 2006”

“They hid it from me...” she stated slowly.
“But...I-I don’t understand this. How come I don’t have the slightest memory of being on that ship?”

She threw down the paper and stuck her head in her hands.

“What am I gonna do? I’m supposed to be helping Ash solve this thing so he can find out what’s happened to him, not vice versa.:

She sighed heavily, bringing her arms and head down to rest upon the table.

“This is a nightmare.”

Then she cried. She couldn’t think of anything else to do at that moment and reading further into the folder would only tell her what else they had hidden from her.

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A Few Hours Later

Ash slowly awoke and stared at the ceiling. He moaned softly and rolled off of the couch lazily.

“I wonder what’s for breakfast...” he said aloud, sleepily making his way to the kitchen. He pushed the door open and found Misty staring out of the window next to the table. She was holding a mug of, now cold, coffee and looked tired and frazzled.

As, his eyes filled with concern, made his way to the table and sat down across from Misty; she still had yet to acknowledge his presence.

“Hey Misty, are you alright?” he asked, waving a hand in front of her dazed face.

“Huh?” she said, snapping out of her trance.

Ash smiled weakly.

“I asked if you were ok...” he restated.

“Oh, yes Ash. I’m fine, just a little tired...did you sleep well?” she responded, changing the subject.

“Yeah, I slept fine.” he replied skeptically, “What time did you fall asleep last night, Mist?”

Misty thought for a moment.

“I dunno, like 11:30PM...why?” she asked, raising her mug to her lips and taking a quick chug of her cold coffee; she then quickly spit it out.

Ash raised an eyebrow at her.

“Oh, just wondering...you just look a little tired, that’s all. Maybe you should go back to bed...or you could try drinking some hot coffee.”

Misty laughed softly at his last remark.

“I think I’ll take the coffee.” she replied, rising to get another mug full when Ash stopped her.

“No, no, no. You sit, I’ll get it.”

He quickly rose before any objections were made and grabbed her mug from her frail hands.

Misty watched him curiously as he poured the old, icy coffee into the sink and poured a new, steaming hot cup. He rummaged through a cabinet and pulled out two packets of sugar. Then he went to the refrigerator and pulled out the milk. He poured both substances into the coffee and stirred it with a spoon by the sink. Then, after placing the milk back into the fridge, he carried it over to Misty who was now staring at him wide-eyed.

He looked up from the cup and saw her expression.

“What?” he asked, placing the coffee on the table in front of Misty.

“Thanks...but, how, how did you know I drink my coffee this way?” she asked him, pointing to the mug before her.

Ash looked around the room and then back at her.

“Just a lucky guess, I suppose.” he replied smiling, “So, what’s for breakfast?”

Misty sweat-drops. (-_-’)

~~~~~End of Chapter 5~~~~~

To Be Continued...

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So, I’ve confused you beyond belief now, haven’t I? Sorry about that...well, that was chapter 5.

hope ya’ll liked it!! oh and YES this story IS set in the future, hence the year 2006.

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