Ash: 14

Misty: 14

Brock: 17

Lilly: 17

Violet: 17

Daisy: 18

Okay, this chapter is a little funny, and I worked hard so please accept it. Give me some reviews, I tried my best!!!

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Misty hurried back to camp, leaving Gary to himself like he had asked. As she entered the site she noticed that Ash was awake and headed over to him as fast as she could.

" Ash, I--"

She was ignored as Ash stepped past rather roughly, but Misty tried to keep her temper from flaring. She saw for some reason that Ash was different in a few ways. Just things that people knew him for. The excited smile, ...the bounce in his step showing that he was ready for his next battle, ... That oh-so-familiar warm glow in his eyes---

" Misty, can you help me with this? We better hurry up if we want to make it to the next town by tonight..." Brock pointed out and Misty agreed, she didn't want to sleep in a forest full of creepy-crawly, disgusting bugs! Especially when she was as tense and frustrated as she was already with Ash ignoring her, no matter what.

She crossed the middle of their site and helped Brock to fold up the last tent. But she didn't know that help with packing wasn't the only thing Brock wanted.

" Okay, Misty! I want an explaination, and I want one now! What the hell is going on? Whats with you and Ash.... Wait-- Did you say something to him again?"

Misty was giving such a glare for being pushed over her limits at the moment that most men would tremble uncontrollably and run away. But Brock was so far ahead of himself that he didn't notice. She sighed inwardly, there was no escape route this time... Might as well confide in someone.

So she asked Brock to follow her and explained all about the pokemon and fight. Brock listened intently, as though this were his area of expertise. By the time Misty was getting to the end of her tale, she could feel hot tears welling in her eyes again, but she pushed them back.

Being depressed instead of outraged was bad enough, but crying for the second time that day was just irrevelent for Misty Waterflower.

" An-and now he doesn't talk to me, gesture at me, or even notice me Brock! I'm getting worried about him! What did I say out of the ordinary this time? I thought it was just another stupid quarrel, but Ash is different, I don't know what's wrong with him! What should I do?"

Brock shook his head. What a complication, He thought.

" Now Misty, don't loose heart, okay? All we have to do is fix this little glitch and--"

By now Misty couldn't hold back the tears and so she started wailing helplessly.

" Y-you don't understand, Brock!!! This is more than a l-little glitch!!! I have no h-heart, okay? If I did, why would Ash be acting so badly towards me? We would have usually made up by now!!!" She continued to wail, while Brock held his hand over his ears and thought about the situation.

" Now, Misty... Do you remember anything you said, maybe at the climax of the fight?" He waited and sure enough Misty stopped screaming abruptly and stared at him in fear.

He knew what that meant. Now, he didn't know what to do. If Misty said something so bad that this happened, what could it be?

" Okay, Misty, spit it out... What did you say to get Ash pissed like this?" He said while he placed his arms to his chest in a crossing motion.

Misty couldn't hold it back, she didn't want to be pushed anymore, now Brock was going to get what he deserved.

" Brock! Don't even go there with me, okay? I'm telling you now that I'm in a very bad mood and I know I made the wrong decision, but I'll make it up on my own!" She seethed.

" And I'm telling you Misty, that if you don't let someone help you keep things from getting worse and back together with Ash, then they ARE going to get worse and Ash is NEVER going to get with you!!!" He shouted back.

He struck a nerve. Misty quieted down almost instantly and he smiled slyly.

" Now I can say I've made more progress than Ash in these fights!" He said happily.

" Brock, shut up! You said that you were going to help, well be my guest! It's hard to admit, but I need all of the help I can get!"

He smiled again.

" Oh, Misty... I'm not going to be the one who's helping you!"

" Than who did you have in mind?" She said, looking confused and wary.

" I'll tell you when we get to town, okay? But first we have to make it there, so let's get moving!" He jumped to his feet and ran back to camp.

Misty sat their, lost in space. Who was Brock going to get for help in her torn up love life? WAIT-- Love life!

Misty thought about her choice of words carefully, but before she made her final accusation for Brocks would be crime, a Weedle started to emerge from the bushes.

" Brock! EWWW! Wait for me, Brock! Wait for me!" She said as she jumped up at lightning speed and dashed towards the campsite.

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Everything had been packed and they were finally on their way to a small town called

' Sobu Tavern.' It was a small villiage and the closest one where they could supposedly find a place for the night and Brock could make his plans for part one of AAM-get together.

They walked for a little more than an hour and a half, not getting lost once ( No way! How can that be?! There is no Pokemon without the getting lost!).

As they approached the town, night was just completely falling, the sun below the horizon. The rest of the stars were turning over their places in the middle of the sky and the town glowed brightly from it's own jeweled electrical currents ( Or more commonly known as street/house lights.)

They ran to the town in need of a good bed and meal before they collapsed from exaustion. They dashed towards the Poke Center and both Ash and Misty ( first sign of life Ash has shown all day!) were shocked that instead of running at Nurse Joy as usual, Brock evaded the little weakness of his and ran to the phone.

" You guys, I've got to make a phone call. You can get the rooms and I'll meet you there, okay?" He asked.

Misty nodded, but Ash who had returned to his little reverie of blackness ( What a name!) didn't reply at all.

She stepped up to the desk but before she could make the reservations, Nurse Joy asked her something, pointing at Brock in the process.

" Hey- your Misty, right? And thats Brock?" She asked.

" Uh- yeah, Why? Do we have a call?" Misty asked, looking confused at the nurse knowing their names.

" Oh, no. It's not that. It's just that my sisters from Vermillion, New Bark, and Cinnabar... And my cousins from Lavander and Olivine have told me about that guy... He has something for everyone of us that he meets, right?"

Misty nodded, letting an exasperated sigh escape her lips.

" Yeah. Don't worry, he must be making an important call. Your the first Nurse Joy he hasn't drooled over. Consider yourself lucky!"

Nurse Joy sighed and placed her hand to her chin, leaning on the counter.

" He's kinda cute...." She stated blissfully.

Misty turned in horror to the young woman before her. Nurse Joy seemed to notice this because she jumped up.

" Oh! I-I mean for a kid! Eh- I'm way to old for him! I'm 19 years old!" She stated nervously, half-glancing at Misty.

" Uh- but he IS 17 years old... Your not that much older..." Misty said as she stared at her waiting for her reaction to the comment.

" Really...." She stated again, smiling dreamily at the boy using the phone. Then she saw Misty smiling knowingly at her, so she got striaght to the point.

" Uh-um... Welcome to Sobu Pokemon Center. I'm the Nurse Joy on shift at this minute and I would be delighted to take care of your pokemon at this time... Would you like reservations? We do have a few rooms left..." She trailed off looking at Misty, who wasn't to be sidetracked by Joys excuses.

" Uh huh, sure... We'll take two rooms, please." She said still with the same smile on her features, " And here are my pokemon..." she added, handing the nurse her pokeballs ( Lets say that earier, when they started for town, Suicune allowed Misty to put it in a pokeball for a healthier way of travel.).

Nurse Joy nodded, still obviously flustered with what she was doing.

" O-okay, um-- Here’s the keys for the night... Oh! You'll have to sign out on the clipboard..... Now where is it?" She said turning to look at the rest of her desk space.

Misty laughed, slightly.

" Nurse Joy? Why don't you check the space that you were at, right in front of you?" She said, pointing at the desk.

Sure enough, the clipboard was sitting there. Nurse Joy picked it up and turned to Misty sweatdropping.

" Oh- uh, thanks! Here, just sign here so that we know the rooms are being rented out..." She said, holding out the board. Misty sighed.

" Can I use a pen?" She asked. The enjoyment of watching the nurse look like this was beginning to wear off now.

" Um, sure... Just let me find it." She turned around and began to restack her papers looking for the small writing utensil.

Misty tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around to face her again. Misty pointed at Nurse Joys dress top, where a small pocket was, holding a pen. Nurse Joy sweatdropped in embarrassment again. She took the pen out and handed it to Misty, who wrote her name in to spaces for rooms 11 and 12.

Nurse Joy smiled warmly, despite the fact that she was sweating slightly from nervousness. Brock headed over to them and Nurse Joy decided to turn away to keep the pink around her cheeks from getting any brighter. He still didn't harass her like he was supposed to.

Misty looked at him expectantly, urging him to get it over with so that she could whack him nicely upside the head with her mallet.

He turned to her and whispered, " It can wait till morning. I'm to tired... Did it take you this long just to get a room?"

" No... Nurse Joy had some problems she needed to work on first..." Misty smiled sweetly at the poke nurses back.

She turned to the hallway and they, all three of them started walking towards their designated rooms for the night. The boys camped together and Misty went into her own room.

* Inside Mistys room *

Misty quickly put her pajamas on and decided inwardly to take a shower in the morning, considering it was to late now. She jumped onto her bed and took her journal out for the days writing.

Dear Diary,

It was a very weird day, from beginning to end. I met a very good loyal pokemon, Suicune. Actually, I should say Ash found her. She was hurt badly and so Ash came and got me. Very clever, huh? Well, we helped her and now she’s resting with the others. But then while we were talking to her, I said something wrong- And Ash and I got into another fight. I guess it's my fault just like everyother time...

But now I'm really worried about him! He's changed in a matter of hours. The differences are so clear now that I've had time to think everything over. It's like he's a different person! What am I going to do? Tomorrow, I'll try to talk to him again. Today I did but I didn't get much results...

I'm going to find a way to fix all of the problems that I've caused! I'm going to make up for everything! I'm going to get him alone to talk to him! And he's going to talk to me!

Tomorrow, I'm going to win him back. I'm going to win his heart!

Misty shut her diary and pushed it onto the edge of her desk. She rolled over, turned the light off, and placed her hands under her head for support. She slowly fell asleep, where the dream world could only make things worse because of the lack of reality.

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Misty heaved herself off of her bed and moved to the bathroom. She turned the water in the stall on to the right temperature and stepped into it. She stayed put, letting the water flow, trying to wipe all of her doubts and worries about Ash away, but to no avail. She washed her body and placed the towel around her body before heading into her room.

The surprise she met there was one that was large enough to push her into intensive care for a heart attack. She hummed softly to herself, but felt her heart stop as she heard three all to familiar voices, ones she didn't want to hear for a long time.

" Hi there, little sis!"

" Like, it's about time!!!"

" Yeah, we've-like-been here waiting forever!"

They couldn't be there, and yet they were. Misty couldn't believe it! Brocks idea of helping was to call her sisters onto the scene!!! How could he?!

Even after what she did, she didn't deserve this torture!!! Misty felt her temper begin to flare again as she stared at her sisters, who were waiting for her to say hello.

As she was dragged away for what her sister called a 'magic make-over' that was supposed to ' make the man of your dreams come true!' from what her sisters said, she uttered a terrible war cry that could be heard all around town:

" BROCK!!!!! I'M GOING TO SO KILL YOU!!!!"

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I think I did okay, what about you? I need your ideas, suggestions, complaints ( Yes, I take complaints... How else will I know what I did wrong?!), praise; etc. If you want me to keep it up, keep your part of the deal! I would like to finish this story, so help me get the urge!!!