NOTE: I don't own pokemon...I control them (Well, in this fanfic of course) People thinking: 'blahblahblah' ex. May: 'I don't know that' People's actions while talking: (blahblahblah) ex. Ash(angrily): Hey! Last night I saw a vision... I was walking when I was seven years old and saw Ash who was five years old. They went to a preschool taught by a Nursejoy about Pokemon in a daycare in Pallet Town. Ash: I can't wait to become a world Pokemon Master. Nascar: I know, and I want to join you if it will be possible... six years later... Nascar: Its been a while now hasn't it? Man, that girl was a nobody. Man, she doesn't know that I am more powerful than she will ever be. (He checks his notebook) OK, this is the fifth girl this month that I don't care about now... If only I had a real friend...my old friend... Chapter 1 Our heroes came from the Hoenn League. Like the two leagues Ash fought in, he lost this one as well, but he didn't care, because he was going to go home with his mother and especially, an old friend... Misty... Our heroes walked through the forest that would take them to Pallet town in less than a week. Pikachu was sleeping in Ash's bag with a bag a little open for air. Ash: I can't wait to get back home! Max: I know, I can hardly wait to go to your house and play games or something May: Slow down Max, don't let yourself be a burden to Ash Brock: I can't wait to get out of the forest. Ash was a regular twelve-year-old boy with his friends. Ash had a secret. He loved Misty as a friend and even more. He told himself as soon as he came back home he would tell her. While Misty was gone Ash barely had a crush on May but said that Misty was the only one for him. As they walked to the forest they bumped into someone that Ash forgot, but that someone didn't forget about him. Stranger: Oh my Pokeballs! Everyone except Stranger: HUH? The Stranger went to Ash Stranger: Ash, Ash is that you!? Ash: Wait do I know you? Stranger: You don't know your own past friend Ash: Nascar? Stranger: The one and only! Ash: Oh man I can't believe this Nascar (no longer a stranger to him): I know, isn't this amazing Ash and Nascar gave a big hug to eachother. Everyone looking at them were confused. Nascar is a guy a bit taller than Ash and had blonde hair that stood in the front and dropped in the back. He wore a black jacket with his zipper of his jacket unzipped to expose his white shirt, and had blue jeans and sneakers. He is fourteen years old. Ash: Huh? Oh sorry guys, but I forgot to greet to you my childhood friend Nascar. He really is a caring person as I saw it. We are inseparable. Nothing and no one can tear us apart. Nascar greeted everyone except May. When he was done, Nascar told Brock, Max, and Ash to come over to him a few feet away from May. He was staring at May while he was talking to them. Nascar: Who is the girl over there with the red...uh...everything? Ash: Oh that's just May. Isn't she awesome? She has almost all the ribbons. She's been traveling with us for a while Brock: She was just ten when Ash met her. Max (a little ticked off): Yeah yeah she's great, but she has me, her little brother to help her. Nascar: Hmm... I see... Ash: Why do you ask? Brock (grinning): Yeah let us in. Max: Tell us please. Nascar: I'm just curious. Well, I'm just going to walk over to her for a second. Do you guys mind? Ash Brock and Max: Alright. Nascar walks over to May who notices that he was going to her. May (timidly): Uh, what do you want? Nascar: You know what? I know no one has said this to you, but they should, so I'll say it to you. That entire outfit makes you look FAT!!!!!!! Ash, Brock, and Max gasped at what Nascar had said to her May (angrily): WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?!!!!!!!! Nascar: Oh I'm sorry, are you deaf? I guess I should say it loud and clear so even you would hear it. Ahem. THAT ...OUTFIT ...MAKES ...YOU ...LOOK... FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ash and co. behind him were surprised. What's worst than insulting a girl's look is insulting it twice and louder while saying something even more insulting. May: WHAT KIND OF PERSON ARE YOU ANYWAY? Nascar: I'm a person who is a friend to Ash, unfortunately he has to stick with someone like you. Man I pity Ash so much now. May: You are the worst person I have ever seen in my life! Nascar walks over to Ash who was really scared of what he did. And that took a lot of guts. Nascar: Man Ash, this is one of your friends you told me about a few weeks ago? I know you wouldn't have gone with someone who was less snobbish about their looks. May, who heard the entire conversation jumped in angrily at Nascar. May: Why do you need to insult me. Nascar: Because, you hurt people's feelings a lot and I'm just giving you what you deserve. May: What do you mean? Nascar: What about the time when you hurt your brother's feelings and made him ran off in some mansion in hmm? May (starting to feel guilty): Well, he annoyed me and I guess I lost my self control Nascar: Or the time you lost your competition by yelling at your Bulbasaur? May: Okay I guess I was a little angry at the time... Nascar: Or the worst part of all, why when Ash, who tried to be a good friend to you, tried to be helpful into giving you advise about your contest competition in the finals, why did you yell at him and told him to mind your own business? He was trying to help you. May was now emberassed and almost let a tiny tear show in her eye. May: Well, because I...I...I... Ash (speaking concerning to Nascar): Hey Nascar come on now, that was a long time ago and your making her feel bad now. Nascar: What? She deserves it. I know that. You know that. We all know that. May: How did you know I did this stuff? Nascar: Let's just say I have my sources. May: Well you don't need to insult me? What did I do to you? Nascar: A lot of things UNIMAGINABLE... May: Arggghhh. That night... Nascar: Goodnight Ash, Brock, Max. See you in the morning Everyone except Nascar and May: Goodnight Nascar May: What about me? Nascar: What about you? May: Show some dignity and say goodnight to me you selfish brat Nascar: Alright. Goodnight. And I hope you get nightmares! May: WHAT!? Nascar: I mean goodnight...(mumbling) you little snob May: WHAT!? Nascar: Argh, goodnight To be continued