A/N: Everything has been going wrong lately, from the world trade center disaster to my dad’s nut case girlfriend breaking into my house and trying to take my brother....but when I write I can get away from all that. For those of you who read this, maybe the lightheartedness that I tried to keep will also give you some comfort. This whole thing affected me greatly. I was a mile away from the trade center when it all happened and I saw everything after the second plane crashed. I’ve never been so scared...and to think it isn’t over. Well here’s an escape from all of the chaos around us, fanfiction. School’s cancelled for me for the week, so I can write for now. I pray that this will end without escalating into something even more horrible. I hope that we will all find our own perfect world....

IMPORTANT, DO NOT SKIP. THIS GOES TO ALL YOU LAZY PEOPLE WHO SKIP MY AUTHOR NOTES. ::ahem:: This is a parody of a Tenchi episode. Part one explained before. I am aware that I do not own the situation here. Also, for those of you unfamiliar with Tenchi or this episode, keep in mind that the characters have no memory of their real lives while they’re in one of these worlds. The only memories they have are those of the lives they lead in the world their visiting. Got it? For those of you who are familiar with Tenchi and this episode, keep in mind that I will NOT be copying the different worlds from the episodes exactly, I will be mostly making up my own to fit the poke-characters. (key word: mostly) If you did not read these then don’t tell me you didn’t understand, got it? I must be really out of my mind...I’m going to be nice to Brock.......

The sun was beating down hard that day, causing the white sand of the beach to become scalding hot, and burning the feet of the many beach-goers. The only relief that many of them found was either leaping onto the nearest towel or heading straight for the ocean and its cool, refreshing waves. As a result of the great heat, the ocean itself was quite full of people, all of them either swimming, surfing, or just floating. Of course, the ocean is a dangerous place. There are many risks that the swimmers took when they ventured into it, but they needed not fear, for there was one who was watching over them. When one of them was in trouble, he would be sure to come flying to their rescue. When a law on the beach was being broken, he would stop the criminal in their tracks. All of the guys on the beach looked up to him, all of the girls loved him. This one that everyone placed their lives in the hands of was none other than...Brock, the lifeguard of Whirl Beach.

Scanning the beach with his non-existent eyes, Brock surveyed his kingdom and its regular inhabitants. There were many faces, some new, some familiar. Looking behind him toward the far end of the beach, Brock could see Sammy’s surf shop, which was owned by the old kahuna Sam Oak. Sam was standing in the doorway to his shop, giggling with the owner of the snack bar next door, Delia. This was a very regular sight. Shifting his gaze further to the right, he saw the talking Meowth and his sidekick Pikachu putting on another show for the people whose attention they attracted. In the crowd he spotted the young artist named Tracey as he sketched Meowth pulling Pikachu out of a hat. Deciding not to get too distracted with his surroundings, Brock turned his attention back to the ocean, where the many people in the area were now swimming. Spotting two kids swimming out too far, he blew hard on his whistle, sending the high-pitched shriek powerfully through the air, and gaining the attention of many.

“Hey, you kids!” He shouted. “That area’s too dangerous, come closer to the shore right away!” Not wanting to disobey the lifeguard, the children made their way back into the crowded mass that was the safe area of the ocean. Brock leaned back in his chair and sighed. It was such a tedious day today...but at least his shift would be over in a few minutes. After he was done his replacement Misty would come and take over. Though she was much admired for her great proficiency as a lifeguard, she didn’t have close to as many admirers as Brock did. Still, she did have one very prominent one, but he didn’t want to think about that fool right now. Right now, he was content to sit back and wait for his time off so that he could finally see....

“Brock! Oh Brooock! Isn’t your shift over yet? Come on, Brock! Come down here!” Brock looked down from his lifeguard tower to the source of the familiar voice and saw the one he had been looking so forward to seeing.........

Jesse.

He was very happy in his relationship with her, and was glad that she had left her old boyfriend James to be with him.

“I’m almost done Jesse, I’m just waiting for Misty to get here. Then we can go.” He answered.

“I wish she’d hurry up. It’s not right for that carrot-top to be taking her sweet old time to get here when you could be having your off-time.” Jesse said angrily.

“Jesse, she’s not even late. In fact, I think it’s just four o’clock now.”

“Talking about me?” A voice said from behind Jesse. She turned to see Misty. “It’s not polite to talk about people behind their backs, Jesse.” Misty was glaring angrily at her. They hadn’t gotten along since childhood.

“Relax Misty, we were just wondering where you were.” Brock reassured before they went for each other’s throats again.

“Well, I was right on time, as usual.” She stated. “I don’t see any reason for criticism.”

“Sure, fine. We weren’t criticizing anything, were we Jesse?” Brock said as he climbed down from the tower. “Well Misty, we’d better get going. Good luck!” With that, he grabbed Jesse’s arm and pulled her away from Misty before the fur flew. Once they were far enough, they decided to stop at Delia’s snack bar first. Brock sat down in a chair outside her stand and Jesse sat next to him. He let out a big sigh, glad his day was over. Jesse put her hand on his shoulder.

“Bad day?” She asked.

“Nah, it’s just been slow. And it’s so hot out, it’ll be a wonder if I don’t look like a tomato tomorrow.” Jesse laughed.

“I think you’d look cute as a tomato.” She said. Brock blushed.

“Here are your sodas, kids.” Delia said as she brought the couple their drinks. “I hope it cools you down Brock.”

“Thanks Delia, I-” Brock started.

“Delia!” Sam’s voice could be heard from inside the snack bar. “The slushie machine is overflowing!”

“Oh my, not again!” Delia said as she ran off to help. Brock laughed.

“That must be the fourth time it’s done that this week!” He said with a chuckle.

“What’s Oak doing over there anyway?” Jesse asked. “Doesn’t he work next door?”

“Jesse, you don’t even want to know the rumors of what goes on in there.” He answered with a mock-serious tone. Jesse laughed again, and soon both of them were laughing. In the middle of his happy moment, Brock felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see an angry James standing over him. “Can I help you?” He asked. “I’m off duty now, so-”

“Don’t try talking casual with me, squints!” James barked angrily, his voice booming in that deep tone that it gets whenever he shouts. He pointed a finger at him. “You....you and your kind...you think you’re so amazing don’t you? You walk around, strutting all of your muscles, showing off your tan, thinking you own the beach, shouting orders at other people as if they were your subjects, and stealing other people’s girlfriends!” He took a deep breath. “Just look at you. The only reason so many people adore you is for your looks and your job. But one day you’ll pay...you’ll pay for the way you’ve treated everyone and for what you’ve done to me!” James’ eyes were wide with fury as he continued talking. “Jesse, someday you’ll see what a mistake you’ve made by going with this guy, and then he’ll pay! Oh, I’ll make him pay!” Jesse sighed in aggravation.

“James, I-” She began.

“Don’t you ‘James I’ me!” He interrupted. “Nothing you can say will save you from the fate of being betrayed by this scoundrel..”

“Chill James, chill! Look, it’s nothing personal, but Jesse and I just couldn’t resist each other. Honestly I don’t blame her..” Brock was not doing a good job of quieting James.

“You pig!” The blue haired young man spat. “You’ve had your warning. I will make you pay for what you’ve done to me and win Jesse back! Just wait...just wait.....” And with that James ran off, far into the distance. Both Brock and Jesse were staring off in the direction he had taken off in.

“That guy just won’t quit will he?” Brock asked after he was sure that James was gone.

“Yeah well, James never did get over losing things too well.” Jesse said nonchalantly, sipping her soda.

“I guess not all guys were born as strong as me.” Brock rationalized as he gulped down the last of his soda.

Once the two of them were finished with their drinks, Brock and Jesse prepared to leave the beach. As they were passing by the lifeguard tower, Brock noticed an annoyed look on Misty’s face as she looked out on the surfers in the ocean. He gave himself one guess as to what it was, and looked in the direction that his fellow lifeguard was. Sure enough there was Ash Ketchum, out on his surfboard. The tide was coming in and he was trying to catch a big wave. His main goal however, was to get the attention of Misty. This was never an easy task for the boy. No matter how hard he tried to impress her with his surfing, Ash spent most of his time wiping out and making a fool of himself. He had nearly drowned several times, but had never been submerged so badly that he lost consciousness. Both lifeguards were sick of rescuing him all the time. Misty had to admit that she thought Ash and his antics were a little cute, but she was frequently annoyed by him more often than she was attracted. Brock pitied Ash, he knew that the main reason he went through all that trouble was to get Misty to notice him. Jesse found Ash quite amusing and asked Brock if they could stay and watch him. Brock agreed, wondering if Ash would make it without embarrassing himself too much.

After a few minutes, it looked like Ash had caught a really good wave, but it wasn’t long before the wild water tossed him back to the shore, causing him to land face first in the sand. Poor Ash looked toward the lifeguard tower and saw Misty looking down at him, a small smile on her face. He sheepishly grinned back before picking up his board and walking off, dejected. Brock saw Ash coming toward him and felt like he had to help. He wasn’t sure how, but he knew exactly how the poor guy felt. Brock stepped over to speak to Ash as he walked past.

“Hey Ash, sorry about that tough luck you were having back there.” He said sympathetically. Ash looked at him and tried to smile.

“Yeah, well the more times I fall, the better I get! That’s what I think anyway....Aw who am I kidding? She must think I’m a total idiot now! Nothing I do will ever get her to really notice me...but I won’t give up! There’s gotta be some way...” Brock patted Ash on the shoulder.

“Ash, you really are a great guy, but you’re tactics are all wrong.” He grinned then. “What would you say if I told you I knew a sure way for you to get a kiss from Misty?” Ash immediately perked up.

“What? You mean it? How can I do it Brock, you’ve gotta help me!” Ash begged. Jesse frowned.

“What are you up to?”

“All you have to do is go back in the water and do what you always do, nearly drown.” Brock instructed.

“Ok, that should be easy.” Ash said. “How could that help me get a kiss?”

“There’s a catch here.” Brock continued. “This time, you’ve got to pass out.” Ash looked uncertain.

“What? That could get me killed!” He protested.

“Don’t worry about it.” Brock reassured. “Misty’s a great lifeguard. She hasn’t lost a single swimmer yet. You’ll be fine Ash, trust me.” Ash still looked a little scared. He wasn’t sure if he should risk his life like that....he glanced back to the tower where Misty was sitting. A determined smile came onto his face. Getting kissed by Misty would definitely be worth risking his life.

“Alright Brock, I trust ya. There’s no way I’m gonna pass up this opportunity either. And if I die....I’ll die happy.” Brock grinned again.

“Thatta boy.” He said. And Ash ran back in the direction of the ocean. “I’ll be watching your back Ash!” Brock shouted after the eager boy. Jesse walked up next to him.

“Just what is your plan here, Brock?” She inquired.

“Just wait and see sweetie. Just wait and see...” Brock’s smile stayed on his face as he watched Ash begin the plan.

Excited as he’d ever been, Ash ran to the water as quickly as he could, getting on his board and paddling out into the waves. Once he was sure he was out far enough, he glanced over to the tower to make sure that Misty could see him. Yup, perfect view. Ash sat on his board, waiting for a nice big wave to come. It wasn’t long before he saw it; a titanic, powerful wave was barreling toward him. He would never be able to handle it without throwing himself into serious danger. It was perfect. Ash turned his back to the oncoming wave, waiting for it to sweep him up in its deadly current. The wait seemed like hours, but it was within seconds that the gigantic wave finally hit, carrying Ash along with it. Ash stood on his surfboard as he was taken higher and higher by the wave, until he was right at the curl. Brock, watching from a distance, knew that it wouldn’t be long before the wave collapsed on Ash. It would most definitely knock him out. Ash looked behind him at the giant wall of water and knew that it was about to break. He braced himself, and the giant wave fell on Ash, burying him under its tremendous weight and power, and knocking him out of consciousness. Underwater, Ash’s body was tossed and turned and flipped around until he finally surfaced, face down.

Misty, seeing the disaster, immediately leapt from atop her tower and dove for the ocean, swimming at top speed toward the fallen Ash. Once she reached him, she moved his body onto her floatation device, and paddled him back to the shore.

“Ash, I knew that one day this was going to happen...please be okay, you idiot.” She spoke to him while swimming as fast as she could. As soon as she reached the shore, Misty lied Ash down on the sand. She put her ear near his mouth to check for breath, and got nothing. “Holy shit...” She said as she placed her hands over his chest and began pushing rhythmically. When no response was given, Misty opened his mouth, held his nose with one hand and pressed her mouth on top of his. She breathed a couple of deep breaths into his mouth, then went back to pressing his chest, and then placed her mouth over his again. At this moment, Ash’s eyelids fluttered open. When his vision focused, he saw Misty above him, her lips pressed down on his. His heart started racing....savoring the wonderful moment....and he suddenly felt something rushing toward his throat. As Misty removed her mouth from him, Ash coughed up all the water that he had inhaled. He took in several deep breaths before he was able to speak. However, he found it difficult to speak as he was in a daze from having Misty give him the kiss of life.

“Are you alright Ash?” Her voice partially broke him out of his trance. He nodded, still looking at her like he had been hypnotized. “Are you sure?” She asked, putting her hand on his forehead. A goofy grin spread across his face as he said,

“Uh...huh...” She sighed.

“Well don’t ever do that again Ash! You could’ve been killed! I was worried...” Ash smiled again.

“Suddenly, I feel like I want to do that again....”

Misty looked at him in confusion. Ash was acting weird....and she could’ve sworn she felt his tongue in her mouth......

Brock, who was watching from a distance, smiled at his young friend. He would’ve winked, but couldn’t for obvious reasons. Jesse looked at him angrily.

“Brock!” She shouted. “That crazy plan of yours could’ve killed Ash! If he were gone, I’d have to look for someone new to laugh at!”

“Chill Jesse.” Brock said calmly. “It worked didn’t it? Ash looks very happy right now.”

“Yes, I agree that he does...but don’t do something like that again. The last thing we need is a lawsuit on our hands.”

“Yeah, good point.” Brock agreed.

“Oh, you’re going to be facing something much worse than lawsuit Brocky-boy.” A deep voice said from behind them. Brock whipped around and saw James glaring at him, looking as malevolent as ever, and wearing a pair of very large boxing gloves. “You didn’t want to take me seriously, huh?” James said menacingly. “Well now it’s time to put up your dukes and fight, squinty! I‘ll teach you for taking my girl!” He put himself into a fighting stance. “Come on!”

Brock stepped forward. “Look James, can’t we talk about this? Fighting was never a good way to solve-”

“Don’t try to coddle me! It’s not going to work! It’s time you showed what you’re capable of, Brock. Are you scared?” James taunted.

“Of course I’m not scared of you!” Brock retaliated. “You want to fight so badly, then so be it.” He also took a fighting stance.

“In Jesse’s honor, I will defeat you!” James cried as he rushed at Brock. Brock also charged and the two met in a classic dust cloud, punching and kicking and yelling. Jesse watched as the two men brawled, trying to calm them down. The commotion caught the attention of Tracey, who ran off from Meowth’s latest show. He was followed by a curious Meowth and Pikachu. Sam and Delia popped their heads out of the Surf shop’s window to see what was going on. Misty was moving toward the fight as fast as she could, considering that she was carrying the slightly comatose Ash, who was still smiling.

Everyone was gathering around, some were trying to calm the two down, but most of the people found it interesting to watch. Brock had picked up a surf board and was trying to clobber James, while James was jabbing Brock over and over again with his boxing gloves. Jesse was still hopelessly trying to calm them, Meowth and Pikachu were taking bets, Misty was watching in slight amusement as she cradled the still grinning Ash, and Tracey was sketching the whole fight. Neither was backing down. It was madness.....

Mewtwo was sitting in the lab, fixing wires and searching the database of his broken machine for any trace of the humans or the worlds they had created. He had decided that once he came across a world in the database, he would delete it. The best thing to do would be to eliminate them one by one until he was able to catch up with the humans and bring them back. It would take a while though....

“Ah hah! Found one.” Mewtwo said as he pressed the cancel button, deleting the world that the humans were currently in.

Brock and James were in mid-swing when their surroundings began to swirl. Before anyone could react, all eight humans and two pokemon were sucked back into the vortex, being hurled into the next world that awaited them........

To be continued......

Though it really has nothing to do with it and doesn’t reflect it at all...this part was dedicated to those whose lives were lost on Tuesday and to those who lost people dear to them....I hope we all come out of this okay.