All I Have Left

Part 3

By Finaille Nailo

A/N-Hi ya'll! Hope all of you noticed my name change. Finaille Nailo is a nickname my friend Micre gave me, and I absolutely LOVE it. Now I’m trying to do whatever I can to embarrass Micre thanking him ^^ aren’t I great (keep in mind I wrote this the weekend after my birthday, it’s been over a month, I could have erased it… sorry!!!)? Still email me at the usual addresses, rcangel13@hotmail.com and rcangel13@yahoo.com with a review. Thanks for reading, I love you all!!! And you know I don’t mean that way… ^_~. (And no Jolt, I’m not stealing your winking character)

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After chasing Brock at least a mile, and Misty and Mike killing him (not really killing), things were going well. Everything was peaceful in the world of Pokemon. And quiet. Of course, some people don’t like the quiet.

" WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE TALK OR SOMETHING!!!" Misty yells angrily. Mike grins and remarks back,

" You just did. Well, unless you weren’t somebody. But I don’t know what you are anyways." Mike laughs.

" That would be diss #12 for Mike Emmerson!" Brock says, acting as an announcer. Misty grabs her mallet and smacks Brock and Mike hard in the head.

" You dumb morons can’t shut up, can you?"

" But you just said three minutes ago you wanted somebody to talk!" Mike says.

" Oh, ha ha. Aren’t you the funny one?" Misty says. Brock whispered something to Mike,

" That’s sad if she has this much of a memory…" Misty slams her mallet into the back of Brock’s head and he lies unconscious on the ground.

" Come on Mike, let’s go. I don’t know if I’m gonna be able to handle that guy anymore." Misty says.

" Come on, you’re being too serious. So what is it, PMS or mood swings?" Mike asks Misty with a huge smile on his face. Misty whacks him hard with her mallet, so he is too lying unconscious.

" Guys… can’t live with him, CAN live without them. Because of my luck I’m forced to live with these morons…"

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~NARRATOR’S SHORT AFTER THAT MOMENT~

"When things are REALLY calm is where we will once again try to start out. Because of Misty’s temper, things didn’t work the way I wanted it to." I say to myself, wishing Misty had not made Mike and Brock unconscious. "It makes me have to write longer…" Errr… unfortunately Misty just HAD to hear that…

" What is that Ms. Narrator?" Misty barks at me.

" Nothing, nothing…" I say scaredly.

" Good. NOW GO BACK TO NARRATING!!!" Misty says.

" Ok, ok, I’m leaving…" I say, running off to a new sitting spot (where Misty CAN’T see me), and continue writing what is going on.

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Back to the story…

After a LONG afternoon of everybody killing each other, they arrive in New Bark Town extremely wiped out. They drag their tired legs to the Pokemon Center, and plop down on couches once they are inside.

" Bleh, what a day… I was killed one too many times…" Mike says, rubbing his head.

" Yeah, exactly…" Brock says.

" You know you’re lucky I’m tired or else I would have just socked you both another one…" Misty says, leaning on Mike’s shoulder. She immediately falls asleep.

" So… uh, Mike… are you two an item or something now?" Brock asks. Mike looks down at Misty, then looks at Brock.

" You know, I’m really not sure. I like her, I know that, but I just don’t know what to do." Mike says, putting his arm around her waist.

" I don’t know what Ash is gonna say if you two DO like each other." Brock says.

" Yeah, I don’t even know the guy, and I’ve figured that out. But what I wanna know is why Misty NEVER brought up Ash when I met her." Mike says.

" Well, when did you meet Misty?" Brock asks.

" I just moved to Cerulean about a week before the Cerulean festival two years ago. My aunt was running a game, so I was helping out at her pie toss game and Misty was walking towards me with numerous lemon pies in her hands, because she was helping out too, and accidentally tripped and the pies landed on my face. We started talking while she was picking pieces of lemon out of my hair." Mike says with a grin on his face.

" Misty tripping? That’s usually Ash’s job… well she met Ash about… eight years ago, Ash was trying to get to a pokemon center, and Misty apparently FISHED Ash out of a lake, and took her bike so he could get to a Pokemon Center quicker, his Pikachu was badly hurt. So, she followed him until he would pay for her bike. Of course, I think Ash took her heart somewhere along the line. Then he left us about five years ago, and we were going to search for him." He says, grabbing the note, and giving it to Mike. Mike reads it in silence, then hands it back.

" Wow, you guys must have been friends for a long time." Mike ravels. Brock smiles.

" And Misty has the same attitude as when we left four years ago." Brock says.

" Four years? I thought it was five."

" Well, we both hung around for another year, when we realized that we weren’t going anywhere, so we left and went home." Brock says.

" Ah, I see." Mike says.

" So, she loved you and Ash. This should be interesting…" Brock says.

" You know, maybe I should just give up." Mike says.

" Come on, don’t. You don’t EXACTLY know what is gonna happen. She may choose you." Brock says. Misty snuggles into Mike’s shoulder a bit more.

"But Ash is a Pokemon master! She’s totally gonna go for him because of that!" Mike says.

"Misty is NOT like that, let me tell you, and remind you for later." Brock tells him.

"Then how do I get her?"

"I have no idea. I’m sure she’ll choose when she really thinks she has found the right person."

"Thanks, man, that helps." Mike says. He glances at Misty. "I really do care about her."

"Why did you two break up?" Brock asks.

"We didn’t break up. I moved."

"Oh. So are you saying if you didn’t move you’d still be going out?"

"I dunno, I guess… I moved about a year ago." Mike says. "Come on, why don’t we all get a room and go to sleep. Misty’s not the only person who’s tired."

"Ok." Brock says. They get up, get a room, and go to bed.

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Next morning Misty got up early to see what was on TV. She wanted to see if there was still information about Ash trying to find her. To her luck, nobody was at the TV, so she started flipping channels. About a half an hour of flipping channels VERY slowly, and rechecking tons of times, she gives up. As she turns around, Mike startles her.

"Wah!" She yells, startled.

"Chill Misty, it’s just me." Mike says.

"Scare the crap outta me why don’t you?"

"Didn’t mean to, sorry."

"It’s fine, don’t worry about it. How’d you know I was out here?" Misty asks.

"I dunno, you are sort of noisy waking up."

"Oh, oops, sorry… is Brock awake?"

"No."

"He must be pretty used to me making a lot of noise then, huh?" Misty suggests. "What time is it?"

"7:00am. It’s too early for breakfast, how about we go for a small walk?"

"Sure. That sounds, ok." Misty says. They leave the Pokemon Center. About 10 minutes into the walk, they start talking.

"Misty, remember what I told you when I left Cerulean?" Mike asks.

"Um, you promised you’d find me again." Misty says. Mike smiles.

"Besides that?"

"Um, no."

"Oh… well, I asked if when we saw each other again, you’d promise to be mine."

"I…remember that very vaguely." Misty replies.

"You still did promise."

"And?"

"Why aren’t you keeping that promise?" Mike asks. Misty stops walking.

"Mike, you don’t understand! I don’t know whom I love right now! When I met you, I completely forgot about Ash. Now we meet again and I remember him. I don’t know, ok?" Misty pleads, tears streaming down her cheeks. Mike takes her hands in his.

"Misty, I’m sorry. I didn’t know." He says, wiping her tears off her face.

"It’s ok Mike…" She says, sniffing.

"You’re so beautiful…" He says, wiping the last tear with his finger. He leans in to kiss her… she accepts. They share a long, passionate kiss. After about 30 seconds, he breaks the kiss. They look at each other for a little while.

"You are too." She says. They walk back to the Pokemon Center hand-in-hand. It wouldn’t be until later that they are somewhat unsure about this moment.

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That night they didn’t quite make it to Cherrygrove, so they had to camp out.

"Darnit! I forgot my tent!" Mike says, searching through his backpack. Misty and Brock are already setting up theirs.

"Not our faults." Brock says, finishing up on his.

"If it makes you feel better, you can share with me." Misty tells him. Mike turns a little bit red in the face.

"Uh, ok…" He says.

"I’m really used to sleeping with guys…" Misty says. Mike and Brock give her weird glances, and Misty notices this. She grabs her mallet and smacks them both in the head.

"YOU GUYS ARE SUCH PERVERTS! YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN!" She says, her head getting large.

"Chill!" Mike demands, "We were just giving you a hard time."

"Yeah, right, and I’m the Queen of England!" She says, defending herself. He smiled at her.

"Too me you are. Well, maybe not of England…" He says.

"Thanks…" She says, blushing.

"Ok you two, please stop flirting unless you want my lunch on your dinner." Brock says.

"EWWWW!!!" Misty screams. Mike laughs.

"That is so like you, Mist."

"Can we just eat now?" Brock asks.

"Fine…" Misty says, with a smile on her face.

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After dinner, they get into their tents. Misty is reading, and Mike is just watching Misty, very quietly. She finishes up her chapter, closes the book, and looks at Mike.

"I thought you’d never finish." Mike says.

"I’m a slow reader…"

"Listen, about today, I’m really sorry."

"Don’t be. I let you kiss me." Misty says.

"Oh." Mike says. He looks into her eyes, and they kiss, again. After time passes, the kiss intensifies, and both tongues were pushing on the others. They were growing hot, and Mike starts to kiss her neck, hands wandering all over her body, until they go a bit too low.

"Mike!" Misty screams. He stops, both their shirts were off, and Misty’s shorts were unzipped. They were both very sweaty.

"What?" He asks.

"I don’t know if this is right." Misty says. Mike kisses her neck again.

"Trust me…" Mike says. He turns off the lantern, and only a faint light is going through the tent. They start kissing again, growing even hotter than they were before.

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The next morning, Misty wakes up, clinging on to Mike. She slowly remembered what happened the night before.

"I…" She says, shocked Mike did that to her. She put on her clothes, and grabbed her backpack. She felt betrayed and used. She starting running on the next trail, and after running for about 10 minutes she bumped into somebody.

"Ouch! Hey buddy, watch where you are…" She looks up at the boy she just bumped in. The raven hair, the dark brown eyes, so familiar…

"Ash?" She asks.

"Misty?" The boy asks.

"Oh my god, it’s you!" She yells, hugging him. "I missed you so much!"

"Misty, I missed you too." Ash says, hugging her. Brock and Mike came running up to them.

"Misty, what do you think you’re doing… Ash?" Brock says, stopping in mid sentence.

"Brock! Hey!" Ash says, hugging Brock.

"We thought you were in Goldenrod!" Misty says.

"I was, I had to go to New Bark Town, thinking I could find you there." Ash says. "Misty, you’ve changed so much…" He says, running her fingers through her hair.

"You’ve changed too." She says. He notices Mike standing there.

"Who’s your friend?" Ash asks.

"This is my friend, Mike." Misty says.

"Hey, I’m Ash!" He says, shaking Mike’s hand. Mike looked into his eyes. Misty could tell this would be the start of a large rivalry.

Yay part 3 done!! Guess what? I was trying to save this and my computer went nuts, and it didn’t get saved. I was thinking, "Oh God, I don’t wanna write this AGAIN!!!" when I went on to Word this morning, it recovered the story!! Isn’t that just so cool? Anyways, I’d love a review! Thanks for reading!