A/N: Dang writers block. I couldn't find an idea for a story until one time when I played my piano. The song I played gave me ideas, both bad and good. This story has all the goods: Love, Ash and Misty(Duh!), and, best of all, skinny dipping! Wanna know how a 12-year-old is allowed to write this? I'm not. Nuff said. I will now shut up, and write the story. For your reading pleasure, I have added a legend: '=thoughts "=speech In this fic, Misty and Ash are both 13, and Brock is 15. You: GET ON WITH IT! Shut up! I don't like Monty Python! Anyway, here is my story! Night for Swimming Love-makers Misty's Boyfriend It has been 2 years since our heros set out on their journey. Misty and Ash have bickered as always, and Brock consumed large amounts of asprin each year. Everything was as it should be. Until one day... "I'm telling you, my Poliwhirl could so beat your Squirtle!" Misty said. "No, it couldn't! My Squirtle is superior!" Ash retorted. "Is not!" "Is too!" "Is not!" "BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP!" Brock shouted. Misty and Ash looked at him, dumbfounded. "Wow, that's a record. How much louder was his voice then last time, Ash?" Misty asked "Erm...according to the log book, it was only louder by one one-hundredth." Ash answered, looking at a small book. "Just like any couple. You fight, and the instant someone interupts, your friends again." "WE ARE NOT A COUPLE!" Misty and Ash shouted together. "Right. Anyway, we should be setting up camp soon. I think I saw a nice lake nearby. Let's camp there." Brock said, obviously trying to break up any remnents of the fight. "Alright." Ash and Misty reluctantly agreed. Soon, everything was set up. "Alright, what kind of pizza would you like?" Brock asked as he got his cooking things out. "Pepperoni!" Ash said "Cheese!" Misty said. "Pepperoni!" "Cheese!" "Pepperoni!" "Pepperoni!" Misty argued with a small smirk. "Cheese-WHY YOU! GET OVER HERE!" Ash said realizing immediatly what he said (Now isn't that a surprise! ^_^) He started chasing her all ove the clearing. Brock just sighed. They did this on a daily basis. He just started making the pizza. "Is it pepperoni?" Ash inquired as he and Misty came for another round of the clearing. "It’s both." Brock answered plainly. "How do you do that?" Misty said as she and Ash plopped themselves onto a log, apparently forgetting their fight. "You make one half plain and one not." Brock answered. "Oh." Ash and Misty said. Soon after, dinner was ready. Ash, being the usual pig he is, snatched all of the pepperoni, leaving Misty and Brock with the cheese half. "Why do you have to be so selfish, Ash? I kinda wanted a piece of pepperoni." Misty complained. "Ok, here." Ash said, showing the pulpy mess that used to be a half of a pizza. "Eeww. I just lost my appetite." Misty said, turning green. "Sorry. You asked." Ash said, when an idea came to his head. "Misty, I have something very impotant to ask you." "Yes, Ash?" Misty answered, hopefull. 'Mabye he does love me!' "Well, I wanted to ask you...Are you going to finish your pizza?" Ash said, grabbing Misty's pizza. Misty turned beet red, and stormed off to her tent. "I think you made her mad." Brock said, stating the obvious. "Yes, thank you Captian Obvious." Ash answered sarcasticly. "No, I mean, you REALLY made her mad!" Brock said. "Whatever. I'm going to bed." Ash said. "That's right. Everybody needs to sleep for at least 8 hours. Now, I need to stay up for at least three hours so I can read." Brock said. "Thanks for the science lesson, hypocrite!" Ash said. Brock just rolled his eyes as Ash got into his tent. Soon, Brock turned in. Hours later... "I'll never get to sleep. Well, mabye a swim will help." Ash siad at 4:12 in the morning. Little did he know, Misty was having the same sleeping problems... "I can't get back to sleep. Ah, nothing a nice swim couldn't fix." Misty said as she left her tent, careful not to wake the sleeping Togepi. Suddenly, she heard something moving near Ash's tent. "Who-who's there?" Misty asked, shaking slightly. "Misty?" A familar voice asked. "Ash? What are you doing up?" Misty asked. "Going for a swim. What about you?" Ash asked, walking up to Misty. "Oh, well then we can go together." Ash said, obviously pleased with the idea. "But we don't have our swim suits, remember? They're drying from washing them, and I am not getting into a bubble-infested bikini." Misty said. "Nice speech. Now it's my turn. We don't need them. Brock tested the water. Nothing harmful." Ash answered. "You don't mean-" "Yes, I do. Turn around, OK?" Ash said. Misty sighed, and did as she was told. She heard some un-zippering, some clothes ruffling, and a splash. "Now it's your turn!" "Well...alright, but don't look." Misty said. Ash turned around, and heard the same things Misty did. When the splash came, he turned around. Misty stood in the water up to her collar. "I think I'll swim a bit." Ash was as surprised as she was at her own comment. But, true to her word, Misty swam a bit. She did freestyle, but kept her lower body submerged. As she did every other stroke but backstroke, Ash just stood there, hoping she would do backstroke. When she didn't, he sighed, and followed her around. They played a sort of 'follow the leader' type game, and then tried truth or dare. "Alright, Misty. You go first. Truth." "Um...Who was your first love." "Do you promise you won't laugh?" Ash asked her. "Promise." Misty said. "Alright, m-my first love was May Oak." Ash said. "May...OAK! You have got to be kidding me! Someone pinch me! I must be dreaming!" Misty said, laughing. "I knew it. I knew you would laugh. I don't really care, though. You aren't the first to know. Now, You pick: Truth or Dare?" Ash said, slightly hurt. "I'm sorry Ash. Alright, let's even the odds, and pick...dare." Misty said. She could only guess what he would have her do. "Do backstroke." Ash said with an evil grin on his face. "I hate you, Ash." Misty said. She knew she was bound to the rules of the game. "Well, Ash, sice I have to do it, it's only fair that you should do it after me." Adh pondered for a moment, and then nodded in agreement. Slowly, surely, Misty laid on her back in the water, showing her every curve. Ash was dumbfounded. When she started to swim, he was looking at her arms. 'How does she do that?' Ash thought as he watched her graceful body almost gliding along the water. Soon, she flipped back into a standing postion. "Your turn." Misty said, just then realizing she just lost something she didn't bargain to lose. Her modesty. She watched as Ash slowly turne around in the water, only failing to fall right back into it. Misty sighed. "Need me to show you?" Misty asked him. "Erm...yah, I think that would help." Ash said, blushing because of his ability to fail at swimming. "Alright, now you stand on the ground, and then just throw yourself into a gentl backflip." Misty explained. Ash had a puzzled face clearly showing. Misty sighed. "Watch me." She went into a backstroke position again. She turned her head a bit to see Ash doing the same! "Awesome! Now just paddle your arms like in freestyle, except backwards." Misty said as she demonstrated. Ash started trying it, and turned out to be a good swimmer! Misty just stood there admiring his body. When he flipped back up, he was blushing like mad. "What is it?" Misty asked. "I just...I mean...it's just...I don't think we were ready for that! I mean we are best friends and all, but I always viewed this kind of thing to happen between boyfriend and girlfriends." Ash said. He suddenly noticed Misty was scooting toward him. "What is it?" Ash asked. "I-I heard something." Misty said, inching closer to Ash. Then, he heard it, too. A faint rustling in a nearby bush. He felt Misty's body brush him, and he started to blush like mad. "It's probably a-a Pidgey, or a Raticate." Ash said. Suddenly, that something made a sound like flesh being pulled off bones. He and Misty flung eachother at the other, hugging tightly, both blushing like mad. The 'something' made the same sound, and Ash and Misty tried to put eachothers heads in the others shoulders. At the same time. Their eyes met. "Ash, if we don't make it out of this, I want to tell you, I-I lo-love you!" Misty said, mostly out of fear. "Misty...do you really mean it?" Ash said, pulling her closer. They had completely forgotten what position they were in. (And a very wierd one, at that. O.o) "Because, I love you, too." Ash said, moving closer to Misty's face, Misty doing the same. After several second, the gap was closed, and the locked into a passionate kiss. Suddenly, out of the bush stepped none other than... "BROCK!" Ash and Misty shouted in surprise. "Caught it on tape! HAH! Now everyone will kno-meep." Brock was cut off as Ash and mIsty threatened him with twin mallets. Brock knew what was good for him, and left quickly. Ash and Misty just kissed the whole timne he was gone. When he came back, he heard their voices...from behind a bush...with all their clothes on a tree branch. "I think I missed something..." Brock said puzzled. The only clue he ever had of what they were doing were soft moans of pleasure. --------------------------------------------------------------- This is my second one-shot fic, and it took quite some time. Whew. Well, you know the drill. ATTEN-TION! Read and Review soldier, is that clear? You: SIR, YES SIR! Me: Now go write some fics with more Ash/Misty skinny dipping! MOVE OUT! Please R&R. Flames will be apprectiated. My pet Balrog(LoTR, anyone?) needs some food, you know. Now please R&R (THAT'S AN ORDER, SOLDIER!)