Disclaimer:
Pokemon is not mine nether are the characters and I’m not getting money out of this the only thing that is mine is the story.Author Note: This is an AAMRN and is my first story so please be kind. The story is mostly in Ash’s POV( point of view), but may change at times. I’m a bad speller an am vary terrible at punctuation, But I’ve been told I’m pretty good at writing stories so I hope that makes up for it. Sorry to the togapi lovers he’s not in this story nothing against him but in this type of story he just gets in the way. Finally sorry its taken so long I said I was going to write this a loooong time ago but I guess you can say I lost my muse for some time and just recently got it back. , and I guess that’s about it hope you enjoy.
Love You Always
prologue
I laid there, watching her; nothing else just watching. The way she moved, the way she looked under the moonlight, she was… perfect, when she was sleeping at least. Lately everything’s felt so strange; its not a bad thing its just kind of…well… different it makes me feel like I can do anything, but it also makes me feel so useless to anyone. I know what it is but that’s the problem; the problem I’ve had for a wail now; I cant tell her how I feel, that I love her. I love her more then life itself, but that’s what’s wrong never love me, but it doesn’t mater because I love her and I always will.
Chapter one
“Ash, ash” my eyes open slowly to the sound of a heavenly voice. “wake up.” as I open my eyes I can see her beautiful smile. “morning sleepy head.” she tells me. “Morning Mist.” Is all I say. The others had already started eating “So what’s the next town?” I ask still not really awake “it’s a place called taki city” Brock answers “Oh, I’ve heard about that place every year they have a huge festival called koi matsuri they say if you propose your love to someone that night your distend to be together forever, its so romantic.” Misty says with hearts in her eyes. “yeah, and the festival is tomorrow night.” B Brock says holding some book with his finger in the air. “oh could we stay for it Ash, please.” she asks me with puppy dog eyes “sure that sounds great.” I tell her, as if I could ever say no to that. About an hour later we arrive at the little town.
(off the distance)
“is that the girl?” a masteries figure asks “Yeah that’s her” a familiar sounding woman asks “good, good this should be even easier then I thought the man says with a snicker “much easier the I thought.”
A/n
So what did you think if you noticed I have a tendency to use japans in my work commentary is appreciated if you like it ill try to finish it soon.