Latias's Love

Disclaimer: I don't own pokemon. OMG people, are ustedes happy? I am FINALLY 
updating this story, in fact all of my stories that have yet to be completed. 
So... here goes nothing.

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Latias decided to get up for the first time in a long time (AN: reallllly long 
time since I haven't written in awhile) to practice her drawing skills. They 
were a bit rusty since she hadn't drawn since Ash had came back, but as she 
continued, she found the shapes getting easier and easier and had soon 
accomplished another picture of, who else, but Ash. Latias sighed and placed the 
picture into the tree knot with the others, however, when she did so a note fell 
out. Latias picked it up and her eyes became wide as she read it.

"Dear Latias, I know what you want and I am a member of Team Dream, an 
organization dedicated to making the dreams of pokemon come true. I think I may 
have found a way for your dream to come true. All you have to do is come by 
Igglybuff's Italian Eatery at noon to meet me. I'll be wearing a light blue 
suit. Please don't show this note to anyone, we are a need-to-know organization 
for pokemon eyes only. Come alone. Sincerly, Lawerance."

Latias's heart skipped a beat, could this organization really make her dream 
come true? She was at her wit's end and was desperate enough to see what this 
organization had to offer. There wasn't much time to get ready, it was already 
11:34, but when she knew the way to the eatery by heart. She quickly folded the 
note in half and took off, full speed, for the restaurant.

~

Ash took a deep breath and released it, he took the address card out and made 
sure he was at the right place. Ash had decided to make up with Misty, he had a 
Bouquet of wildflowers, Misty's favorite kind, and was actually dressed up for a 
change. Ash sighed and knocked on the door. Misty answered it and she looked 
terrible, eyes red and puffy, her hair a mess. "Oh not now, I'm not in the 
mood," she said with out looking, hand over her eyes.

"Misty?" Ash called out.

Misty's arm shot off of her eyes as she looked at him in disbelief, unable to 
say anything. "Ash?" she finally maged to mutter, looking as if she was a 
starving person who had just layed eyes on food.

"Misty look, things have gotten confusing lately and I got distracted from the 
main reason I came out here," Ash said as Misty motioned for him to come inside 
her room, which was covered in empty sprite cans and potato chip bags.

"You mean the race?" Misty's voice held a sharp tone of disgust.

"No, I mean the other main reason." Ash handed Misty the flowers and turned her 
so that she was facing him. "Look, I may not be the brightest person in the 
world and it may take me a bit to realize things, but I know one thing for sure 
and it's how I feel about you. I know I have sort of messed things up by my 
actions, but I've been wanting to tell you for some time just how much you mean 
to me. I really really like you, maybe even love you. All I know is that you are 
the most important girl in my life and, if it's not to much to ask, I'd like to 
accompany you right now to go see a movie and perhaps catch some lunch 
afterwards." Ash gasped for air, having said most of the aformentioned in one 
breath.

"Oh Ash," Misty had tears in her eyes. She didn't want to forgive him, but 
everything in her body and soul were telling her to go for it, and oh did she 
want it. Misty shook her head yes and the two embraced. It was a strong embrace, 
full of life and the tension of near rejection that had been completely passed 
by. "Oh Ash, but I look terrible." Misty did indeed look worse for the wear, but 
Ash just smiled.

"You look great to me. I'll give you a second though if you'd like to primp 
yourself, but you look fine as is." Ash smiled, and he wasn't lying to her, he 
really did think that she was beautiful, which perhaps made her even more 
beautiful. Misty quickly combed her hair, wiped her eyes, and straightend her 
shirt. The two walked hand-in-hand out of Misty's room for the last time as 
Misty had already decided to go back to the hotel room she had originally 
inhabited when she first arrived.

~

Ross had stepped outside to take a break from the gondola he had been cleaning. 
Letting the breeze cool his sweaty body, he commenced drinking from a bottle of 
natural spring water. As he had finished and was putting the cap back on the 
bottle, he happened to spot a familiar figure, or more, two familiar figures on 
the sidewalk across the waterway from him. Ash and Misty were walking hand-in-
hand and both seemed to be in a world all of their own.

Ross wiped his eyes, hoping it was just the sun, but alas his vision failed him 
not. Indeed Misty was happily with Ash, as Ross knew was inevitable. Ross 
dropped the water, turned around and re-entered his gondola shop. Ross sat at a 
work bench and then proceded to cry for the loss his heart was suffering.

~

Latias walked cautiosly into the diner, her human disguse was Bianca this time 
because if she was in any danger, someone would be sure to recognize her and 
help her out, her being Binaca and not Latias. Latias sat down at one of the 
outside tables and ordered a cream soda. She sipped it, adoring the flavor. 
There was no pokefood on earth as good as a cream soda. Smiling and feeling more 
at ease, Latias began looking for the man. Latias paid the waiter with money she 
had found on the street, mostly quarters and dimes, and accepted her receipt.

Latias glanced over her soda and saw a man in a trench coat approach her. "Are 
you the one I sent for?" he asked

"Yeah, but how did you know it was me?" Latias asked, slurping more soda.

"Typical scanner will show that you're not a person, but a Latias." he replied 
simply. Latias nodded since her mouth was full of soda. "Follow me, lets go 
somewhere more private so we can talk." Latias chugged the rest of the soda and 
left a small tip in the tip jar as she followed the man to a small hotel-like 
place where people could rent rooms for a short stay or could live in the rooms 
like apartments. He and Latias entered one of the rooms. The carpet was green 
and stained black in places by who knows what and the room was bare, with only a 
desk, a single red chair, a small bed, and a broken TV set. Latias, though her 
knowledge of humans was limited, knew that no human would willingly want to be 
in a room like this.

"Sit down," the man motioned to the red chair. Latias looked at it 
distastefully, but sat on it, not wanting to be rude. "Now, I'm here to tell you 
how you can make your dream come true, the one you have of getting that young 
boy to like you."

"How did you know?" Latias asked, forgeting about the chair she was sitting in 
and turning her full attention to the man who was now sitting behind the lone 
desk.

"I have my ways. Anyways, you don't know this, but I'm both an inventor and a 
collector of sorts. I believe I have made the proper invention, with help from 
objects in my collection, to turn you into what you wish to be. A human with a 
shape of your own, voice of your own, and everything else such in that manner. 
You will not be a pokemon anymore, are you okay with this?" the man leaned over 
his desk and looked her in the eye.

"Of course I am, it's what I've wanted for so long now!" Latias stood up, hands 
clasped together. She looked pleddingly into the eyes of her new-found savior.

"If you're willing..."

"Oh anything, I'll do anything."

"Alright then, let's discuss the terms further..."

~

"Hmph, where's Ash? I've been looking for him all day." Casey huffed to her 
Pikachu, who was worse for the wear of carrying a litter of Pichus. Pikachu was 
also with them, he had taken to staying with his new-found mate during her 
pregnancy.

Casey walked past a gandola shop, when she heard sniffling and crying. Curios, 
Casey stepped inside and found a young man crying. "Excuse me, I don't mean to 
intrude, but what's wrong?" she asked.

Ross lifted his head and sighed, "I just lost the girl of my dreams to someone 
who didn't deserve her. I never thought pain like this exsisted," he sighed, 
wiping his eyes. He didn't want to be caught crying.

"I know what you mean, I lost the guy of my dreams, who turned out to be a 
player. I either lost him to a pokemon or one of the sweetest girls I've met, 
I'm not sure which." Casey sighed too. Then, for some reason, both her and Ross 
couldn't stop laughing. Nothing really funny had been said, perhaps it was 
having the feeling of pain hold onto their hearts for so long. Finally they 
stopped, wiping laughter tears from their eyes.

"I needed that, what was your name?" Ross asked, extending his hand.

"Casey, and yours?" Casey accepted his handshake, it was strong, firm, yet 
gentle. Casey liked him already.

"I'm Ross. Perhaps we could discuss this further over a cappachino. It seems 
like we both need someone to confide in." Ross stood up and both he and Casey 
walked off, already the bonds of friendship were forming between the two.

~

AN: Not long at all, but I figured I owed you guys an update. Yes, I made things 
less complicated, but don't worry, that's only temporary. Well, untill next time 
(I haven't said this in forever) This is the Lonepichu signing off. Please 
comment ^-^