Dreamer

 

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* The following fic may seem like the opening to Love Hina but the entire fic isn’t a copy clone of it.  It’s far more different.  Enjoy the story.

 

Chapter 1:  No Memory

 

The sun shined bright one afternoon with hardly a cloud in the sky.  A playground was packed with children playing and having fun.  In one of the sandbox there was were two children building a mini castle, a boy, and a girl.

 

Boy:  Lets build this one taller than the last one.

 

Girl:  Lets build it like it was in PKMN Society.

 

PKMN Society is a high-class training academy.  Normally any training facilities for pokemon are called universities or schools but because PKMN is the most distinguished and most successful out of any school it holds its own site.  The whole PKMN Society is not really just a school but also a small city full of students, hence the Society in the name.  PKMN Society is an entire city of trainers that work and function to keep the city in a good condition and also strive for academic excellence.

 

Girl:  They say if a couple went to PKMN Society together they’d fall in love and get married.

 

The girl looked at the boy and held his hand.  At a quick instant she kissed him.

 

Girl:  Lets get in PKMN Society and fall in love then get married.

 

Boy:  O . . . Okay.

 

That day they built a big sand castle that was nearly taller then them.  There was nothing but white for awhile but . . .

 

Girl:  Bye bye, I’m sorry I’m going right now.  I’ll meet you at PKMN Society!  I PROMISE!!

 

Boy:  I promise to meet you there!  I promise!  I LOVE YOU!!!!

 

Then there was black.

 

*****

 

Suddenly Ash woke up sitting up.  He had a dream, a strange dream about something to do with children.

 

Ash:  Maybe it has something to do with . . . my past?

 

Ash quietly sat and meditated on his thoughts.  He tried to recall any information he could about anything about himself and his past.  It was too hard; he couldn’t see much, only the memories he started with.  He remembered waking up in the hospital one day with heavy bandages around his head and only knowing his name is Ash.

 

Ash:  I wish I could remember.  Remember everything that I forgot since I hurt myself.

 

Ash stood up and stretched his arms.  He walked over to his apartments balcony and looked at the city.  The sun was about to rise over the horizon, the city started to get active, and the morning birds played their song.

 

Ash:  Guess I’m a bit early for work.

 

He woke up an hour earlier from his normal time.  He made himself some coffee, breakfast, and got into his normal morning routine.  He took his time preparing seeing that he is a full hour ahead, he could even do some meditating.

 

Ash:  Isn’t today payday?  Hmmm it is.  Didn’t even realize it.

 

Ash took a bite out of his toast as he read the morning paper.  He worked at a nearby aquarium as one of the caretakers of the marine pokemon.  It was strange that he didn’t know how he knew how to do his job but only that he could do it very well.  It also didn’t bother him much but it’d be nice to know more about anything regarding himself.  Having amnesia sucked but what can anyone do about it.  He knew some memories and remembered some information in the past year or so.  First of he knew his age, it was nineteen.  Next he knew so many facts about pokemon in general as well as how to care for them.  He found out his attraction to marine pokemon when he got a part time job at the aquarium, which later turned into a full time career.  After some research Ash found out he was a top class pokemon trainer but no other information was disclosed to the public computers.  If only he could remember the log in and pass word to the trainers file he would know where he was from and remember more things about himself.  Remembering isn’t a thing that can be controlled so easily.  Most of the time simply just remembering anything forgotten is far more valuable then actually doing something productive.  Ash had to push himself if he wanted to survive on his own with no memory but strangely he liked the challenge.  It took him a lot of hard work and saving to find a reasonable apartment to live in and making a living out of his job, he couldn’t live off the administrations of the city; it just wasn’t him.

 

Ash:  Looks like bad weather today.  I better bring my coat.

 

After breakfast and morning duties, Ash dressed up and headed for work.

 

*****

 

The aquarium hardly had any visitors that day.  The rain was probably the reason why but it didn’t bother Ash, there was less work to do.  After he finished feeding the horseas in the tank he sat down on a near by bench to think.  Ash wanted to remember anything at all about his dream or even his past.  Regaining his past would mean a choice to go back to it or keep his future, but he at least wanted a choice.  Ash closed his eyes and tried to remember.  Images of his dream appeared in still frames.  A young boy and girl playing in the sandbox, a large sand castle, a few other sand structures, he couldn’t hear what they were saying, a kiss, Ash tried to filter in the details but it got harder to keep the image.  His mind couldn’t see the face of the girl or boy then the image faded from his mind.  Carefully Ash relaxed and tried to recall another image in his mind.  It was another image from another dream he had.  They were all in still frames but it came out a bit clearer.  Ash saw himself when he was younger holding a pokeball and battling someone.  He didn’t know who this person was but he looked about the same age and also wore a ying and yang charm around his neck.  The image faded and Ash was snapped back into reality.  He was awakened by the call of a young female that looked down at him.

 

Lina:  Ash?  Hello?  Are you there?

 

Ash blinked a few times and scratched his head.  He was a bit annoyed being snapped back to reality but it was forgotten with a nice smile of a girl shinning down at him.

 

Lina:  Ash why are you always daydreaming?  Look I brought lunch.

 

Ash smiled back at Lina.  Lina was the young part owner of the lunch stand near the aquarium.  Her mom was the proud owner of her own restaurant in the city and having a small lunch stand near a tourist attraction was handy to make pocket money.  Lina was only seven teen years old but she looked older for her age.  She had blonde shoulder length hair and wore a blue shirt with a black vest.  Jeans looked very good on her and she had worn out sneakers to match.

 

Ash:  Is it lunchtime already?

 

Lina:  Ya have an hour more but I’m hungry.  Come’on lets have lunch already.

 

Ash:  Okay, can’t argue with a girl’s stomach.

 

Lina:  You’re so silly.

 

Ash and Lina had lunch together for the past two years.  At first Ash normally bought his lunch at the stand but after awhile Lina just gave them to him without any charge though there was a single condition, he’d have to spend lunch with her.  Ash simply accepted the deal and they’ve made it into their daily routine in life.

 

Lina:  So Ash what were you thinking about something back there?

 

Ash:  Oh it’s nothing.

 

Lina lightly pinched Ash’s left arm.

 

Lina:  Liar.  I don’t believe you.  Better say now or I’ll pinch harder.

 

Ash lightly chuckled.  Lina probably got her kicks interrogating Ash all day.

 

Ash:  Okay I was just trying to remember something.

 

Lina:  Remember what?

 

Ash:  Anything.

 

Lina recalled that Ash is suffering from amnesia.  She haven’t thought about this problem that much since he rarely brings it up.  Also he looked like he lived a normal life without many problems so she just forget that Ash had amnesia.

 

Lina:  Oh it’s about your amnesia.  Did you remember anything?

 

Ash:  Nothing that important, just remembered about previous dreams.

 

Lina:  Ah so was it about that mystery guy with the ying yang charm?  Or was it the guy with an Onix?  Did you remember who that guy you say had a head band on?  I’d like to know that guy he sounds cute.

 

Ash: . . .

 

Lina:  Although your far more cuter.

 

Ash: . . .

 

Lina:  Ash!  I’m just teasing!  You’re always so serious.

 

Ash looked right into Lina’s eyes.  Lina’s heart started to pound harder; she started to think about many thoughts.  Maybe Ash was coming onto her?  Why was he looking into her eyes?  Then what got even more suspicious was the way Ash was reaching for her face, could he be . . .

 

Ash:  There’s ketchup on your cheek.

 

Ash returned eating his lunch, Lina on the other hand was nearly ready to fall over from the thrill kill.  With a light sigh she sipped at her soda thinking when will Ash ever ask her out or anything at all.  Lina liked Ash very much.  At first it was an attraction to his cute face and eyes but later she started to become very fond of his personality and she never knew anyone quiet like Ash.  There was some type of bond between the two maybe it was love.  Sure she met other guys who were really cool but they all wanted to do things that were a bit unimaginable and unmentionable.  After lunch they both returned to work till the day was done.

 

Ash stamped his time sheet and signed in his name on the records.  He walked into the locker room and changed from his marine uniform plus white coat to something less flashy.  In his locker were a few extra changes of clothes just in case he got too wet while caring for the pokemon.  His attire consist of a white shirt with blue short sleeve jacket, black jeans, a red and white cap that he always clipped onto his belt rather than wear it, and his biker gloves.  It was strange when he thought about his gloves that they serve almost no purpose for him.  He thought he knew how to ride a motorcycle but after some accidents he realized he couldn’t.  The gloves meant something but he didn’t know what.  He wore them even though he had no use for it but maybe he could remember something from his past with them on.  Ash combed his hair in front of the mirror getting the spike look that he liked so much.  He reached for his glasses on the shelves and put them on.  He looked very different with glasses on.  He did well without glasses and he could still see clear without them however the doctors that tended to him when he was in the hospital gave it to him because of a mild case of stigmatism.  From then on Ash wore his glasses and people viewed him more intellectually with them on.

 

Ash:  I might need to get a new pair, these are getting worn out.

 

It has been three years since he got the pair and they were a generic brand too.  Ash’s budget was pretty stable with a good amount of spending money left for anything he wanted.  He didn’t spend too much money though; saving money was more of a habit since he lived by himself.

 

Once fully dressed and ready to leave Ash picked up his bag and whatever things he’d take home with him and headed out.  Once again Lina greeted him before she closed down her stand.  She handed him a bottle of juice so he’d sit a bit and waited for her to finish.

 

Lina:  Try this mixture I made it myself.

 

Ash:  So how was business today?  Slow I bet.

 

Ash took a few gulps and Lina continued locking in and putting the money in a safety box.  She mentioned the small customers of the day, the regulars that visited, and the tourist that often visited the aquarium.

 

Lina:  I had better days.

 

The rain started up again and a few angry clouds blackened the sunset.  Lina frantically hurried to close up shop so she wouldn’t get wet in the rain.  Once the stand was fully closed up the rain had began to pour very hard, it looked like a thunderstorm was headed towards the city.

 

Ash:  Need an umbrella?

 

Lina looked towards Ash and there he was holding his personal umbrella.  It wasn’t that big, only big enough for one person but Ash was offering to share.

 

Lina:  Sure.

 

Lina didn’t live too far away, only three blocks down the road.  Ash lived two blocks away from Lina’s apartment and they’ve been to each other’s before.  The rain poured without any rest and both Ash and Lina got wet.  Half their sides where soaking wet while the other remained dry.  It was hard to stay under the umbrella but for Lina it was a given opportunity to be very close to Ash.

 

Ash:  Okay here we are.

 

Lina hardly realized they were already there.  She wished they could walk around the block a few times, talk a bit, have a really long conversation, and maybe go out to get a bite to eat.

 

Lina:  That’d be a date already.

 

Ash:  What was that?

 

Lina realized her mistake of saying her thoughts out loud; she quickly covered up her error.

 

Lina:  I said, looks kinda late already.  As in like how dark it is.

 

Ash:  Oh yeah, it does look late.  Well I’ll see ya tomorrow, bye bye Lina.

 

Ash then walked off.  Lina wanted to ask if he wanted to stay at her apartment till the rain settled down and maybe have dinner with her but Ash was a bit far gone when she even thought of asking him.

 

Lina:  Bye bye Ash.

 

*****

 

Girl:  Exactly when are you going to pay me back for my bike?

 

Boy:  When I make it big.

 

Girl:  That’s what you always say.

 

Boy:  Don’t worry; I’m better than I use to be.  This time I know I’ll make it big.  I’m gonna win so I can make everyone proud of me.

 

Girl:  Are you sure about that?  About winning?

 

Boy:  I’m sure of it.  With you by my side how could I not win?

 

Girl:  That’s awfully sweet to say. . . Ash.

 

*****

 

Ash woke up.  He was sitting on his couch with the TV on.  Right after he came home from work he took a hot shower and sat behind the TV to watch a sitcom but he accidentally dozed off.   Not much time was lost; he was snoozing for only half an hour, only to miss his sitcom.  He blamed the weather for his drowsiness; the cold then warm effect has tendencies to make anyone sleepy.  The light rumble of Ash’s stomach indicated it was time to cook dinner.

 

Dinner was simple yet satisfying.  He knew how to cook and living alone for the pass three years allowed him to refine that skill.  Again he started to wonder about his past on how he knew how to cook simple yet appetizing meals.  He concluded that maybe someone taught him how and he just remembered out of instinct.  After dinner he returned to his couch to watch some more TV.  He watched for a few minutes and had a sudden urge to doodle.  There was some scratch paper that he always kept on his coffee table just in case he needed to write something.  With a pencil in hand and the notepad in the other he started to sketch what he saw on the TV.  Sketching wasn’t his best hobby; he was about average skilled in that trait.  Yet for someone who can sketch about average he was better than any novice.  This was a bit of a clue to his pass so maybe he was a sketcher.  That conclusion was soon voided because of the lack of skill Ash had in sketching, he was only average at it.

 

Ash:  Maybe it is just a hobby of mine.

 

After a few pages of sketching Ash sketched something that he just felt rather than see.  It was an instinctive sketch where he just let his hands do the work.  After a few minutes he drew tall buildings and there stood two people.  There was a guy where a cap and a girl with a ponytail.

 

Ash:  Looks like a manga comic.

 

Ash stared at it for a while; the picture had an effect within him.  It felt like it meant something.  There was nothing odd about the picture.  Reason told him that it was only a picture that he drew from probably a college sitcom he’d been watching.  Ash stood up and stretched a bit.  He looked out at his apartment to see it was still raining.  He walked out to the balcony to  let drops of rain splash onto his face.  It was a refreshing feeling to close ones eyes and let raindrops just hit you lightly.  The feeling that Ash felt after was a bit strange.  First he felt light and warm like the rain was someone just touching the side of his face.  Then he felt a concern feeling like the feeling when someone sees another person crying.  Ash opened his eyes and looked around.  He was a bit wet and had enough of the rain for the night.  He went back in to dry up and get ready for bed.  As he dried himself up he noticed that even wiping his face dry it’d get a bit wet . . . near his eyes.

 

*****

 

Boy:  Lets build this one taller than the last one.

 

Girl:  Lets build it . . .  They say if a couple . . . together they’d fall in love and get married.

 

The girl moved quickly and kissed the boy.

 

Girl:  Lets get . . .  Let’s fall in love and get married.

 

Boy:  O . . . Okay.  I’ll marry you.  Mama says people marry cause they love each other.

 

Girl:  Then we’re going to get married.

 

Boy:  That’d be nice.  Let’s make a little church too.

 

Girl:  Okay.

 

*****

 

Misty woke up slowly trying to keep the dream together but couldn’t.  When she was finally awake she wished that she could go back to sleep and dream over.  It was hard to get up from bed after having such a dream, Misty just felt upset that she woke up.

 

Misty:  Marry . . . me . . .*yawn*

 

Next to her bed was a small lamp stand with a picture of Ash and her.  They were just standing together smiling at the camera.  It was one of her most treasured possessions since the day she lost him.  Misty headed down stairs of her house.  Strangely none of her sisters were around.  There was a note attached to the TV with Misty’s name on it.

 

Misty:  I wonder where they went this time?  Probably out chasing boys, sales, or maybe both.

 

The note read, “Dear Lil Mist, we sorta like had to go out cause we just heard there was like this college reunion party or some junk in like Seascapolis.  We like took the earliest flight which was like this morning.  Sorry we had to go so soon but we sorta like never miss a party.  Right so take care of yourself lil sis we’ll be back in like two weeks. We’re gonna do some sight seeing and shopping or some junk.  We’ll bring ya back like a souvenir.  Love ya, yur sisters.

 

Misty:  Well at least I’m gonna like get some peace and quiet around here . . . oh no I’m starting to talk like them.  Ack I better stop saying like.

 

Misty returned upstairs to freshen up.  She headed in the bathroom and took her morning shower thinking what she’s going to be doing today.  The videophone started to ring and Misty wished her sisters didn’t buy a phone for every room in their house.

 

Misty:  Doh that’s so annoying.  Okay okay, “command” pick up already!!

 

The videophone turned on.

 

Brock:  Hello?  Anyone there?

 

Misty:  Oh is that you Brock?  Just bare with me I’m in the shower.

 

Brock:  What’s a video phone doing in the bathroom?

 

Misty:  How should I know, ask my sisters.  So what do you want I’m kinda busy as you can see.

 

Brock:  Actually  I can’t see, the camera isn’t on.

 

Misty:  That or you don’t have any eyes.  Ofcourse the camera isn’t on!  Ya think we’re crazy to have a camera in the bathroom you Rock Head.

 

Brock:  I heard that.  Anyway I’m just wondering if you were going to sign up for any colleges.  My college hired me to be a recruiter and ask around if anyone was willing to join.

 

Misty:  College huh.  Never really thought about it.

 

Misty stopped for a moment and thought about her future.  It was pretty much essential to go to college otherwise it’d be very hard to get a job.  She always pictured herself being with Ash, attending the same school together, and finding their own way into life.

 

Misty:  I don’t have any thoughts at what school I’ll be going at yet.  Check with me later ok.

 

Brock:  Okay . . . Misty just one more thing.

 

Misty:  What?  It’s bad enough you catch me in the shower.

 

Brock:  Well on a serious matter you should really start going to school.  You can’t wait forever.  It’s been two years since you’re of age to apply, you have to make a choice and not waste another two years.

 

Misty fell silent; Brock heard only the water running and the light trickles of water.

 

Brock:  You can’t wait for Ash.  You may never see him again.  He’s gone, disappeared to who knows where.  He’s been gone for three years now and isn’t it about time to just move on?

 

Misty:  . . . Brock . . . please . . . hang up.

 

Brock sighed, he didn’t bother saying good-bye he just hung up.  Misty felt a slight wetness forming around her eyes and it joined in with the showering water.  Her tears were well hidden but it wasn’t unnoticeable.

 

In the next chapter:  Gary has spent three years search for Ash and during his search his once fireball determination has died.  Gary is hit with an awakening call to continue his search to keep a promise he and Ash made.  Misty remembers what happened during the accident that resulted in Ash’s disappearance.  Ash continues his life but memories and dreams continue to haunt him of his forgotten past. 

 

Authors Note: 

 

Well I’ve decided to try something a bit different.  Not your usual love struck dramas or lemons or in comedies, I’m trying to make totally different theme.  Even if it may seem like I used some ideas from other places I was merely inspired by them.  I had no intention of copying them at all.  Hope you enjoy and please visit my website if you want.  Also it’d be nice to leave feed back.  Thanks.