Chapter 2
Bikini Struck

It was 8:00 am and the sun was shining through the blinds from the window, and into
Misty's eyes.
Misty groaned in annoyance as she turned toward the wall, trying to escape the irritating
light.  
After a very restless sleep she certainly did not need this. She was hoping to sleep at least
another hour. She felt she deserved it considering how crappy the night had been. Making
things worse, she knew she only had herself to blame.
'How did things turn out so badly?'
Guilt sucks, don't it?
She was just trying to get back at Ash for his prank on her earlier in the week. That's all.
Was that so horrible?
Yes.
'Why is it okay for him to pull a prank on me, but not okay for me to do the same to
him?'
Hmm, let's see. Caterpie in a sleeping bag. Being seen wearing a girl's bikini in front of
all your friends, your rival, the most respected Pokemon researcher in the world, and your
mother. Do we really need to way out the difference here?
'Okay, so I went a little overboard. I didn't mean for his mom and Prof. Oak to see him.
That was a total accident. I surely can't be blamed for that right?.............Damn it!'
Yeah, this pretty much sums up Misty's thought process during the night.
Misty once again turned so she was facing the ceiling, and let out a low sigh.
"What am I going to do?" she whispered to herself as she suddenly heard a large slam
coming from the other side of the room.
She peered over the bed and saw that Ash had awoken.
'He must have gone to the bathroom...........and slammed the door on purpose thinking I
was still asleep.....That jerk.'
Misty scowled, at the bathroom door as the guilt started to subside.
"I can't believe I was actually feeling sorry for him."
Misty grumbled as she climbed down the ladder of the bed, and made her way out of the
room. She figured that Ash would be in the bathroom for a while.
'Probably just to annoy me,' she thought. 'He is so immature.'
Yeah, this coming from a girl who sleeps with a Tentacruel plushie every night.
Misty scrunched up her face in uneasiness as she headed down the stairs and into the
kitchen.
She could tell that Brock was awake because she could here him arguing with Mimey
over who gets to set the table for breakfast.
She shook her head and entered the kitchen.
Mrs. Ketchum was the first to greet her.
"Good morning, Misty! Did you sleep well."
Misty forced a smile. "Sure did! Like a baby!"
'A big baby.'
Misty's mood changed just as soon as she responded, making her turn her gaze
downward to avoid Mrs. Ketchum's obvious scrutiny.
"Misty dear, are you okay? I mean, aren't you excited about the lecture Prof. Oak is
giving today?"
Brock stopped arguing with Mimey for a minute to give Mrs. Ketchum a questioning
look.
Mrs. Ketchum observed the look and quickly rethought what she said.
"Okay, maybe excited isn't the right word, but you should at least be looking forward to
it. I'm sure you'll see many people you've met on your journeys over the years. That
should be fun."
'Oh my God! I completely forgot about the lecture today. Well, maybe Pokemon based
stuff will help Ash get over this whole thing...And even if he doesn't get over it why
should I care? I don't care. Yeah!'
Misty finally returned to the real world, and answered Mrs. K. "Yeah, I'm sure it will be
a lot of fun to see everyone again." This time Misty gave a genuine smile, as Mrs. K.
smiled back.
"Hey, where's Ash? Is he awake yet." Brock asked, curiosity and cheekiness present in
his voice.
"He's in the bathroom."
"Was in the bathroom." Ash corrected as he walked into the kitchen and took a seat at the
table.
Misty jumped a little in surprise at Ash's entrance. She was also surprised at her surprise.
"Good morning, sweety!" Mrs. Ketchum said cheerfully as she gave him a kiss on his
forehead, and quickly dashed up the stairs before Ash even got a chance to reply.
"Hi.....mom." Ash jerked his head in his fleeting mothers direction, watching as Mr.
Mime ran after her.
Ash then turned back to Brock, confusion was written all over his face.
"Weird."
"She's you're mom. Anyway, let's talk about more important things. Sunny-side-up, or
scrambled?"
Ash rolled his eyes. "Sunny up."
"Gotcha! Misty?"
Ash looked at Misty out of the corner of his eye.
Misty was very self conscious at the moment. So self conscious that she felt like kicking
herself for feeling this way around him.
"Scrambled." Her voice conveyed her discomfort, and Ash caught on to it.
"So, you're up early, I didn't wake you, did I?" Ash questioned cockily, a grin spread
across his face.
Misty glared at the table before remembering the silent treatment she was getting last
night. Suddenly she felt like smiling, as she replied back just as cockily.
"I thought you weren't talking to me?" Misty raised an eyebrow.
Ash's mouth was left to hang open. He was going to give a sarcastic answer back, but he
decided against it. Instead he looked down at the table, and silently turned his head away
from her.
'No...'
Misty also turned away sadly.
Brock noticed the tension in the room and thought it best to serve his younger
companions, and take his own food into the living room to eat.
Besides, it didn't look like such a good idea to sit around in this war zone.
He placed their respective breakfasts in front of Ash and Misty and began to head
towards the living room.
Misty quickly noted his departure. She grabbed his arm, and looked at him pleadingly.
She didn't want to be left alone with Ash.
Brock could sense her uneasiness.
He mouthed the words "talk to him", released himself from her grip, and continued into
the living room with his breakfast.
She let out a heavy, pressured sigh as she sunk into her chair and peered at Ash.
'I don't deserve this. What I did wasn't such a big deal! He's acting like a baby. I don't
care, if he's not going to talk to me, I'm certainly not going to talk to him. Two can play
at this game. We'll see who cracks first.' Misty thought confidently.
Misty began to play with her eggs, every now and then taking quick glances in Ash's
direction.
She fidgeted for a while before-
"Uh, excited abo-about the lecture today?"
She cracked.
Ash simply moved his eyes a few inches in her direction, and then quickly looked back at
his food, stuffing some egg into his mouth.
Misty was now getting angry, but she thought it best to kill him with kindness before she
started anything. She was sure her level patience was a lot higher than his.
"Well, I am. I can't wait to see how the new Pokedex works. It's kind of like an official
start to the Advance league, isn't it?"
She waited for a reaction, but got none, except for the annoying loud chewing of his food.
How you can chew eggs loudly, is beyond me, but whatever.
Misty now was growling in anger. It was anyone's bet when she would explode.
"That's it! I am sick of this, Ash Ketchum! I don't deserve this treatment. Especially just
because I was giving you your just deserts!"
Misty had now bolted out of her seat and was standing menacingly above Ash, breathing
heavily after her outburst.
Misty saw him turning his head slowly in her direction. She expected him to look
cowardly, to look timid, to look,....well, sorry. Unfortunately for Misty, his look
conveyed none of these emotions.
Ash also stood up from the table so that he was staring threateningly into Misty's eyes.
Misty instinctively gulped in fear, but she tried her best to stand her ground.
"My just deserts?! For what?! For sticking a harmless little Caterpie in your sleeping
bag?!" Ash was enraged that Misty was trying to justify her actions by blaming him.
"Maybe they are harmless to you, but not to me! You know how much I hate them! You
know how scared I am of them! And-and waking up to find that-that bug in my sleeping
bag was horrible for me! And to make things worse, seeing your laughing face, laughing
at me, well, it made me so mad!"
Ash shook his head in hopelessness.
"Misty, you don't get it."
"I do get it! It's okay for you to tease me, and make me look stupid, but it's not okay for
me to do the same to you! You're full of double-standards!"
"That's the point, Misty. I wasn't trying to make you look stupid. I wasn't trying to hurt
you. I was just playing a little joke. A joke that wouldn't cause any harm. I would never
purposely hurt you, but what you did....that hurt me."
And there was hurt in his voice too, making Misty feel awful.
'He really wouldn't hurt me purposely, but I hurt him....purposely. I didn't mean to hurt
him...did I? No....Well...maybe a little. I...'
Misty looked at Ash, who did indeed look hurt. This was definitely getting to her. His
boyish face was scrunched up in sadness, and disappointment...Yeah, this was definitely
getting to her.
'How does he do that?! That's it, I'm not feeling sorry for him this time. I am not going
to step into his trap. No way, no how. I will not apologize. He can yell, he can scream, he
can make as many pouty faces as he wants, it ain't going to happen. Nope, no matter
what he does I am not-'
"I mean, you know I would never hurt you, right Misty?" Ash tried to hold back his tears,
as he sniffed in.
'He's crying?!'
"Awww, Ash, I'm soooo sorry. Honest. I apologize, I didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't
mean for your mom and Prof. Oak to see you, I didn't mean to make you feel so bad.
Please, do you accept my apology?"
Misty smiled softly, putting a hand on Ash's shoulder, awaiting him to smile back. The
smile that reminded her how young, and innocent, and sweet, and caring, and-
"No."
"What?! What do you mean no, you jerk?!" Misty yelled at him in shock, and outrage.
"You think this will all go away with a simple "I'm sorry"?!" Ash yelled back in just as
much outrage.
"All my friends, my rival, Prof. Oak, they all saw me wearing a bikini! Your bikini! Do
you have any idea how humiliated I felt?!"
"But..."
"Misty! I had my mom asking me last night if I enjoyed wearing the bikini! Can you
imagine what that would be like?! What it would be like to have your mother think...think
that I was.....I'm not even sure what she thought, but I sure as hell knew it wasn't
anything good!" Ash was reliving the moments in his head, making him feel even worse
than before.
"I understand all that-" Misty tried to reason with Ash, but he once again cut her off.
"Do you?! My rival, the guy who thinks I'm the biggest loser on the planet. The guy who
thinks I'm not worth his time to battle, saw me fall for your little "joke", hook, line, and
sinker. What do you think he thinks of me now?! Huh?!"
Misty sighed in frustration.
'He has a point. I hate that he has a point.'
"Well...what else do you want me to do? I already apologized. I..."
Ash's mood lifted a little as he saw that Misty did look extremely sorry for what she did
to him.
"Look, I just can't accept your apology right now, because my heart wouldn't be in it if I
did., and that wouldn't be fair to you."
Misty looked up at him, wondering where he was going with this.
"I just need some time."
"Time?"
"Time for me to get over it, time for me to gain some of my self respect back, and time
for me to like you again..."
Misty nodded at his explanation until the last few words struck her like a lightning bolt.
'Like me?!'
"Time to like my friend again. My best friend."
She mentally kicked herself for going there.
'Quit being silly, girl. It's never going to happen. And I don't want it to happen,
so...yeah. Who cares...'
Ah denial. Ain't just a river in Egypt. ^-^
"Okay."
"Okay."
An awkward silence followed the two teen's mini makeup.
Ash shuffled his feet a bit, until he decided to break the silence.
"Um, I think I'll go up to my room, and get ready for the-the lecture."
"Oh, okay....I'll come with you! I have to get ready too, and I really need to go to the
bathroom."
They both climbed the stairs,  neither of them caring one bit about the dirty dishes left on
the table.
"Yeah, sorry about that. I guess I shouldn't have hogged it on purpose." Ash blushed in
embarrassment at his immature actions.
"It's all right."
Misty saw that Ash was looking kind of down again.
"What's wrong, Ash?"
"I was just thinking about the lecture, and everybody, and...Gary."
Misty, knowing what was going through his mind, felt the need to make him feel better.
"Listen, I'm sure no one will even care about that anymore. I mean, they know that it was
all joke, and you didn't exactly put the bikini on willingly."
"Yeah, okay." Ash sounded extremely doubtful.
"No really, Ash! I mean, your mother, who was so freaked out yesterday, didn't even
mention it today."
"Yeah?" Ash asked hopefully as he opened the door to his room.
"Yup, and if she forgot about something like that, then there is no way you have to worry
about anyone else bringing it...."
The door was now fully open.
There were clothes all over the floor(Ash's clothes), the drawers were empty and hanging
open, and  Ash's mother was holding up a pair of her panties, and showing them to Mr.
Mime.
"Now, Mimey, these are what we are looking for. Got it?"
"Mr. Mime!" Mr. Mime nodded his head rapidly.
"....up." Misty finished her, now pointless, sentence from before.
Mrs. Ketchum heard the two teens, and quickly turned around to find them staring at her
in shock.
She blushed furiously, and tried to cover up her guilt by speaking in an overly perky
voice....while still holding her panties.
"Hi kids! Mimey and I were just reorganizing!"
"Mr. Mime!" Mr. Mime agreed.
Ash turned around slowly, almost "slow motion" slowly, and glared at Misty who was
scratching the back of her head nervously.
"Uh...heh, heh."
Ash shook his head in anger and descended back down the stairs, leaving the disturbing
scene behind.
Misty  watched sadly, as he disappeared down the stairs.
She let out a sigh.
'Time...A whole lot of time.'
She then turned to look back at the desperate mother,...who was still holding
panties,...pink panties.
"I was reorganizing!"
Misty looked at her doubtfully as Delia finally realized she was still holding her
underwear. She quickly threw it behind her, where they landed on Mr. Mime's head.
"Honest!"
Misty also shook her head, deciding it was best to not say anything, and headed towards
the bathroom, leaving Delia and Mr. Mime alone.
Delia looked down in embarrassment.
"I guess we were a little too obvious. Huh, Mimey?"
Delia turned toward Mr. Mime who was smiling joyously and bouncing up and down
with the panties on his head.
"Mr. Mime!!!!"
Delia looked on dumbfounded.




Okay, in case you didn't notice, that was another chapter. ^^
I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed the first chapter, and I'm glad people don't find
me all that weird for writing this story in the first place. I know the first chapter was a
little *clears throat* interesting, and I was afraid I would scare people away, but I didn't(I
hope I didn't) so yay! Anyway, this chapter was just about the aftermath of the previous
day's "events". The next chapter will be more interesting, and there will be more Ash
torture. *evil cackle* So please stick around for that. *Togepretty gives everyone large
puppy dog eyes*
Oh yeah, and please review.  Pretty please. *More puppy dog eyes*