A Jewel In Water: Part 1 Princess Misty sighed. Her father hadn't yet found a suitor for her so, eventually, she could get married. Six months. That was how long she was looking for her potential husband, but she didn't have any luck. She had three choices left and those choices were her ONLY ones left, otherwise her father would have no choice other than to choose for her... and he had awful taste in husbands. She remembered the suitors her father chose for her sisters. That turned out a disaster, so they went out and searched for a husband themselves and they didn't do that badly either. However, for some reason, he didn't let her do the same thing. It was probably because he wanted a last go at it and if it didn't work he would just give up. It was probably the best choice for her, considering that she had chosen all her previous boyfriends and they all turned out a disaster. Number One had no sense of humor. Number Two dyed his hair pitch black with little voltorbs, here and there, (now that was hilarious) and then all his hair started falling out. And so on. She was hoping that unlucky Number Thirteen would be lucky for her. She had to get onto the throne in less than three months! She only wished that she could have a perfect marriage like her sisters: Lilly was married to Prince James and together they were ruling the Kanto Region. Daisy was married to Prince Roland and they were ruling the Johto Region. Violet was married to Prince Harry and they were ruling the Hoenn Region. And she was destined to rule the Sinnoh Region with, probably, whomever he father chose for her. It was times like these that she longed for her mother. Her mother suddenly died in her sleep. Misty guessed it was the most peaceful way to die and there were worse ways to die. But still it was sometimes nice to relay thoughts to her. She would always be her favorite part of life. But then she remembered the time she left home to go on a journey. It was her duty to do that, as it was a family tradition. She had met two people, one of whom had a dream to become a pokemon master and the other wanted to become the world's best breeder. They went on an endless journey and met countless pokemon. However, the journey had to, one day, stop. That was also the best part of her life. She was snapped out of this trance when her maid came marching in demanding her to go to bed. Misty reluctantly went to bed. She slowly drifted off to sleep, remembering that tomorrow would be her last three choices of husband, or otherwise she would have to go through the trouble of finding a husband in three months. In her dream she imagined that she was not married. She was old and everyone who saw her turned away in shame. They were all in queues to see her however, the moment they saw her they looked horrified and hastily made a get away. Misty, upon seeing everyone's reactions started to weep. Suddenly a glowing figure glided over to her and whispered, "I'm sorry," Misty's eyes snapped open. She reached for her face and found it dripping with cool water. "Maril, Maril," squealed her Maril as it jumped up and down on her bed spraying water on her bed sheets. "What is it?" she asked sounding annoyed. Maril taking no note of her annoyance pointed at her clock. It was eight twenty-four! She had less than six minutes to get ready or she would make a bad impression. "Thanks Maril," Misty called as she rushed to the bathroom. "Ma-ril," sighed Maril. Misty checked her clock as she put on the most expensive perfume there was; rather sloppily she thought. It was eight forty-five! No matter she thought. They will wait if they really want to marry me. As Misty glided down the stairs, she spotted her father with only one person next to him. "Oh; great! Two of them have already left! I have learnt my lesson of not to test a man's patience," She thought worriedly. But she soon realized that one of the two that wasn't here was going to be late. However, one of them refused to wait any longer and left. Not bad but not good either. She quickly collected herself and bobbed a rather quick curtsey. "Hello Princess. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Number Fourteen said as he laid a kiss on her hand. The reason she had numbered him and also the reason she had numbered him that number was because that's what she called all her husbands-to- be. She numbered them, I mean. The reason she called him fourteen instead of thirteen was because that the one that would be late would be 'better' than this one. She had a whole list of complaints about this one: 1. Whenever he got a chance he would flash his golden tooth. Even in mid sentence! 2. His hair was a bit scruffy. 3. He had too much jewelry on. 4. He spoke very highly of himself. There were a dozen more reasons she could have thought but there was a loud knock at the door. "Sorry to bother you Sir," she addressed the king "But Prince Ashton has arrived." "Oh yes! Wonderful! Send him in!" exclaimed the king. "Prince Ashton, Prince Ashton? Why does his name sound so familiar?" Misty thought. Also, she didn't say anything but she noticed when his name was said Prince Elliot winced. "Oh!" she remembered in her head "He is the Pokemon Master isn't he? Well he is quite good looking in the photos..." Misty watched eye fully as he entered, said something inaudible to her father and turned around. He walked a few steps but when he finally scrutinized every inch of her face he stopped and smiled broadly at her as if he knew her really well. "Misty, Misty." Ash thought, "You don't have a clue who I am do you? Even after all those years together? Time for some fun." "He isn't that bad," Misty thought "But there is something familiar about you. It is as if I have known you for years. But surely this is the first time we have even met? Maybe some research will help clear things up..." A/N: Well first chappie of first fanfic. Hope you enjoy it! Please send in reviews! C y@ Pika876