Love and War?
Part 4 by Jabroni
(Sighs) once again, I don’t own Pokemon, or anything that is 
Japanese Animated. This is my fourth fanfic.

	"Misty come on, open the door!" shouted Ash. He couldn’t 
get in, because the minute she enter the room, she locked the 
door, so no one could get in. "Why are you upset about me and 
Stacy?" he shouted again, so that she can hear what Ash was 
saying. "Misty!" he finished. He didn’t know what else to do 
now, knowing that she want come out in this type of state. 
	"Ash, let her go, I know why she is upset." Brock said, 
grabbing Ash’s arm, so he can get his attention. "There is 
something I know about her, but I can’t tell you."
	"Why not?" he asked. 
 	"Because it’s her business, not mine.” Brock finished 
saying. 
	"Well, I think I know what you’re thinking, because I’m 
think of the same thing."
	"What makes you say that?" Brock asked in curiosity.
	"In the Orange League. I was against a gym leader named 
Rudy, who fell in love with Misty, and asked her to stay in the 
island with him, for her sister, and for him. Tracy told me about 
this, because I was too busy about planning of how to win the 
match. I was astonished, about this, she likes me, but since then, 
I was scared to ask her out, even though I like her." Ash said, 
finishing his flashback story. 
	"Why were you scared?" he asked, trying to help his best 
friend.
	"I don’t know, in a way, I felt that I wasn’t ready." He 
said. "Maybe I’m still not ready for it yet."
	"Then why aren’t you scared of going out with Stacy?" 
Brock asked. 
	"Maybe it was because it was like a blind date." He said. 
"Or it was to experience to see what dating is like. I’m starting 
to feel guilty now. I feel like a two-timer. But I do like her, but 
not the way I like Misty."
	"What are you going to do about Stacy?"
	"I’m going to have to tell her the truth. I like her, but I like 
Misty most of all. I feel guilty of what I have done now." Ash 
said, with guilt inside him. "I’m going to look for Stacy." He 
said, on his way out of the Pokemon Center. 
	As he left, he began to have deep thoughts about Misty, he 
really does care about her, but he didn’t want to make her upset 
of him and Stacy going out. "Hmm.. I hope Stacy can accept of 
what I’m going to say to her." He thought.
	It wasn’t long until he found Stacy, but as she was about to 
say, he saw her, kissing, full on the lips, his defeated opponent 
in the Weekly Pokemon Tournament, Ash felt crushed, in his 
mind, he became more and more scared about Misty, of asking 
her, and think if she was going to do the same thing. Ash didn’t 
bother telling her that she and him were going to be friends 
instead, now knowing that she is a two-timer at boys, like 
himself at girls, but to him, he is an honest 13 year old, that 
doesn’t want to break everyone’s heart.
	"Misty, open the door, its Brock." called Brock outside, 
with Misty still inside the room that the trio were going to spend 
the night in. "Misty, I know how you feel about way.. in a 
personal way." No answer. "Misty?" he called again, and just 
then, she unlocked the door, and let Brock in. Brock too a look 
at her. Her eyes were puffy, and watery, with old tears dried on 
her face, and Togepi was on a bed, sleeping peacefully in the 
background.
	"What do you know about Ash?" she asked calmly. "What 
personal way?" she asked again. 
	"Well, of that you are in love with him." Brock said. Misty 
blushed, but not a deeply as she would as Brock noticed. He 
continued speaking. "Ash does care about you, and he loves you 
as well. The reason he went out with Stacy was because he was 
experience what dating was like, even though he liked her, but 
he loves you." He said, hoping that would bring Misty back to 
her senses.
	"He loves me?" said a shocked Misty.
	"I suggest you figure out what to do with your feelings 
about Ash. Go and look for him, I’ll look after Togepi." Said 
Brock. 
	"Thanks Brock." Said Misty who became happy again 
from the depression of earlier on. She went out of the Pokemon 
Center to find the boy of her dreams….until…
	“Misty.” Said Brock.
	“Yeah.” 
	“You have 2 hours to find him, the curfew is ten o’clock.”
	“Thanks.” Misty said, as she ran off in the distance to find 
Ash, within 2 hours.
	Ash ran and ran; crying with hurt and fears of what he saw 
from Stacy and the defeated opponent. He didn’t want to go 
back to the Pokemon Center, not because of Pikachu, but of 
Misty, he’s afraid to talk to her, or even face her. Even though 
he has matured in the past of his journeys, he still doesn’t know 
what to do about his feeling to Misty. He started to slow down 
from the running, and calm down about the situation. 
	"What am I doing?" he said to himself. "I’m not the 
determined Pokemon Trainer I used to be. I’m becoming a 
coward. A coward of face Misty, or any other girl all because of 
this silly incident." He continues saying to himself. "I gotta find 
Misty, I’m not to become the coward I’m right now." As he 
turned his way back to the Pokemon Center to see Misty, not 
knowing that Misty is also looking for him. 
	"Ash, where are you?" shouted Misty. She looked for him 
over an hour now, and she has half an hour to find before the 
Pokemon Center closes for the night.  "Ash, where are you?" 
she shouted again. Hope was beginning to rust away for Misty, 
but a call was heard back. 
	"I’m here, who is calling me?" Ash shouted.
	"Ash!" said Misty. "It’s Misty!" she shouted back, now 
knowing it was Ash that called back. "Where are you?" she 
shouted to him.
	"Over here." He said. He didn’t need to shout because he 
was a meter away from her. "Now or Never." He thought.
	"Ash, I was looking for you." She said quietly.
	"I was looking for you too." Ash also said quietly. "What 
are you doing out here?"
	"Looking for the man of my dreams." She said as she 
walked closer, with tears in her eyes, not depression, but 
happiness in her eyes, glad to see that he is all right, and 
knowing that he loves her as well. 
	Ash stood where he was, not knowing what to do. He 
didn’t want to hurt his close friend again, and he was scared of 
getting hurt, if he was going to admit his feelings to her, not like 
the Stacy way, but the romantic way. 
	"Are you okay?" she asked, noticing the dried up tears in 
his eyes. "Why were you crying?" she asked again, as she came 
closer.. and closer to the man of her dreams. 
	"I was, but I now have the courage to tell my feelings to 
the woman of my dreams." He said, as he drew closer and closer 
to Misty as well. 
	The both drew closer until they were face to face, with 
Misty, still taller than he was, arms wrapped around with each 
other, and share something they haven’t experienced before. 
Their first kiss together. 
	
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Oh and thanks Jolt for the help!!! You are the Man!