"Misty, breakfast!" Daisy called.

	When she received no response, she called again. "Misty?" Again she heard 
nothing for an answer, so she went upstairs to Misty's room. When she got to the door, 
she heard sobbing and opened the door a crack to reveal a crying Misty.

	"Misty, what's wrong?" she said in a more compassionate tone. When this only 
made Misty sob even harder, Daisy went inside. Misty was sitting on the floor, her legs 
folded underneath her. She held a picture of a young man in her hands and was weeping 
uncontrollably.

	"Misty, you're only 14, you have a long life ahead of you. You'll get over him. 
Besides, there are plenty more guys handsomer than him. In fact, you could go see that 
Rudy guy on Trovita, he was nice."

	"You don't understand Daisy, I love Ash, and I'll never love anyone else." Misty 
bantered.

	"Ash, is it? Ash Ketchum by any chance?" asked Daisy with a gleam in her eye.

	"Yes, how did you know?"

	"We received a letter in the mail four days ago from him."

	Misty was already down stairs. Rummaging through the letter box. She tore open 
the envelope and began to read…

Misty, 

      Its been three months since I last saw you. Perhaps you didn't notice, time flies when 
you're having fun, right? The fun you must be having while I am absent, because I am 
absent. Time passed painfully slow on my end. Three long months spent on day at a time 
in heartache. 

      During our time together, which I believe was too short, I did all I could to deserve 
you. It obviously wasn't enough, or else you would have stayed. Tell me, what did I do 
wrong? Where did I blunder? Do you have any idea how much it hurt when you 
supported Daniel rather than me? How would you feel if the one that you try to win for, 
your source of determination, your love, roots for your opponent? A complete stranger? I 
almost committed suicide that night, and I cried myself to sleep.

      There, I said it. I love you. I think I always have, but I only began to realize it when I 
saw Brock after the Nurse Joys and Officer Jennys. I realized that I was as stricken as he 
was, just more subtly. I never had the determination to tell you in person. Why did I win 
Indigo? For you, to prove myself worthy of your beautiful face, flaming tresses of hair, 
intoxicating scent, your kind and gentle nature. Obviously what I did was not enough. 

      Do you remember that time when we danced at the Maiden's Peak festival? Perhaps 
you don't. I will cherish that recollection forever. You were always pretty, but that night 
you were truly stunning. I wanted to have those moments last forever, with you in my 
arms, your fingers intertwined with mine. I didn't know it was possible, but a fell even 
deeper. Every moment I spent in your company, I treasure.

      I was wrong to ever insult your angelic beauty. How could I be so heartless? How 
could I even joke about you being a "scrawny runt"? You aren't the sister of the 
"Sensational Sisters" they are the sister of an angel.

      Did you ever notice that over the years I grew less "dense"? I'm back to normal now. 
What do I mean? When I was nine, one year before your presence graced mine, I was 
involved in a car accident. My mom was untouched, but my dad died, and I suffered 
major head injuries. The doctor reported that if enough stimulus was giving, I'd be 
returned to speed. Our arguments were excellent stimuli. Although I can no more 
challenge your remarkable wits that your dazzling beauty.

      I see that this letter has dragged on. I'm sorry about that. I'm sorry that you had to 
deal with an unworthy thing like me. I just wanted to put my feelings into words. It seems 
like everyone knew, maybe even you. Perhaps that is the true reason that you stayed, out 
of pity. But I digress. I feel I need to be with you, or at least near you. If you were ever 
somehow endangered without me near… I could never live with that. I need you close 
or… or I will put my miserable flame of existence out, and dispose of the burden I have 
been on everyone's shoulders. Answer me soon, Remember me Always.

										Ash

P.S. Your bike money is enclosed. Is that really why you followed me?

	Sure enough, two thousand dollars were enclosed. Misty slumped to the ground, 
stunned. 

	"All this time, and I never knew…" She whispered. "I'm really sorry Ash, I really 
am." Then she remembered what was at the end of the letter.

	"… I will put my miserable flame of existence out…"

	"Oh no, he's means suicide!!!" Misty looked at the date. "He sent this seven days 
ago! He needs me now!"

	Misty hastily scrawled a note telling her sisters where she was going and left it on 
the door of the refrigerator.

	Then, she raced to the bike shop, bought their fastest bike, and pedaled as if there 
was no tomorrow. [Without you, there is no tomorrow.] Misty thought. She biked straight 
through Viridian Forest, despite her fear of bugs, and didn't stop at nightfall. She arrived 
in Pallet Town at early dawn. 

	Ash's house was easy to spot, Mr. Mime was already sweeping the front path. 
Misty tore inside without even knocking and flew up the stairs to Ash's room. She was 
greeted by an uncomfortable stillness. She saw a tear stained letter on Ash's desk. 

	Misty slowly read…

Goodbye. If I am to be buried, you'll find my corpse at the bottom of the near cliffs.

										Ash

	"The paper is still wet, there might still be hope!" said the rational part of Misty's 
mind. Misty streaked back downstairs and onto her bike. When she saw Ash, she yelled.

	"Ash! Stop!! Don't do it! Ash!!!" …