Thoughts

Note: Not Part of the 'Pokemon: the Love Story'. This could be the last one (for now) that is out of the series. The ones that are part of it will not have the above message from now on. Well, I'm stuck here. So while I'm typing, I'll just connect my tail to this outlet and...... (this story is Y2Kachu compliant)

Ash's Thoughts - Chapter One, Part One

    I waited near the brook that night. It was silent all except for the water splashing the rocks. The moon shone brightly on them. The water reflected the trees, the light, the nature, and myself. I stared into the water. It leapt with pride as it looked at the sky. It looked high into it. It's eyes flared at the dark clouds and into the stars. It's eyes thinned at the moon. It laughed with pride as it ran through the rocks. I walked farther down the brook where it began to stop laughing at the sky. Then it stopped all emotion. The water had calmed into a small lagoon. I noticed how well the moon stared at it with wisdom. And I noticed how much I had become like the moon. I finally realized that I wasn't young anymore. I wasn't the brook behind me, I was the moon above me. Now, Misty and I were there. Now, I'm part of her and she is part of me.
    It has been one and half years now. I have been travelling with Misty who now is thirteen and we just celebrated my birthday at home where we are now five days from. I don't know where we are and I don't care. I'm now twelve and catching up to Misty on maturity. I haven't thought about it that much. Misty is now becoming a woman and in a little more that two years, Misty will be sixteen and I'll be fourteen. If our birthdays were closer I would feel better knowing that somehow we were close. But now, I'm just lonely. Misty is just smaller now. She's beginning to diminish in my life. She's drifting farther away. She's the only one, though, that I'll ever love.
    I look around the forest and I see something different about it. Before, I saw it as a powerful being, taller than I was. Now I feel taller than the moon itself. Now, I only think that I am not important. But to Misty, she knows that I am not important. She is now not there. She will never be. She has to go her own way. I know that I cannot change that, but I know that I cannot change the fact that I am in love with her. I envision the day that Misty would notice me for who I am. I try to think that she's the only one that there is. But, how? How can she really see me as Ash Ketchum. I see nothing like that. Why? Why must I live with pain? I see nothing in my future.

    "Ash, we need to talk," a voice behing me says. It is a female. She is young, but that concern cannot be Misty, that sincerity cannot be her. However, it is and I turn around.
    "Yes, why don't you sit down," I suggest. I think silently on her.
    "Ash, I know it's hard being around me. It's hard being around you, too. I try not to be rude to you. I care about you too, Ash. You're a big part of my life. I don't understand of what I feel for you is right, but I know that in my heart, that it feels good. I love you, Ash. But it hurts to think that I can't speak to you in a better way," She said to me. She, loves me? I never thought that I, she had feelings for me. I better say something.
    "Misty, I don't see you as someone who hangs around me. I see you as a friend. You are someone I care about. I love you with all my heart also," She's beginning to feel uncomfortable, I put my arm around her, I hope that will do more for her, I continue. "Misty, I don't know why I love you. You're a part of me and I know now that I am a part of you. I love you, though, for all my thoughts and all my life. I would never let you go, never. I care for you every second. And if anything were to happen to you, I wouldn't know what to do, how to live without you," I said to her. She smiles at me with tears, tears that I have never seen before. I start to feel lightened by her smile. She has this warming smile that has this sparkle in her. I never realized this before. She is the only person that is part of me now, this smile and the personality that goes along with it...

Misty's Thoughts - Chapter One, Part Two

    I slept cold that night. I lost my blanket at the last city. It wasn't very special. I, though, felt extremely cold that night. I tried very hard not to think about it, but it was December. We were going to go to a new competition that night. It was two weeks before Christmas. But that one night I remember that I received the greatest gift ever. I stayed awake. I thought and dawned onto serious problems in my life. Why was here? How were my sisters doing? Can I sleep? Can Ash sleep? Does Ash love me? And that last question struck me the hardest. I thought long and hard. I tried not to think about it and I closed my eyes. Then, I felt something warm touch my body. They felt cold at first, then I felt warmth and security. I felt a blanket after that. After a few seconds, I saw a figure walking away toward the brook. It was Ash. That coolness, the feeling, 'Was that a kiss?' I thought to myself. The blanket was Ash's. But what made me think more was the kiss.
    Ash probably didn't realize that I wasn't sleeping yet. I could feel his warmth touch me, though. Even when he left, the feeling stayed on me. Now, I began to think. I looked back on all the events that took place when I joined Ash. I look back on the time that we returned home from the Pokemon League when Ash felt disappointed. I tried to help him, but, being stubborn, he pushed me farther than he ever had in our relationship. But, he's trying to make up for all that has happened. He tries to care more. I see him differently. I still cry every night thinking of him. I love him so much, my heart hurts to even think of him. To travel with him is even harder. My heart raced in the cold weather. I never thought this much in my life. I never ever had to. Ash was always the one making the orders, I just tagged along behind him. But, somehow being attached to someone for such a long time can actually lead to a strong bond between friends. I think about him too much. I feel his warmth all through my body. It stings my head but warms my heart. I no longer needed the blanket. I only needed to be with him.
    I walked over to the brook where it splashed down the woods. I heard it laughing at me. I heard voices hurting me. They attacked me with pain and suffering. It hurt to hear them. I dropped to my knees in pain. Then they stopped. No more voices or laughing. Silence hung above me. I felt the wind brush over my shoulders. I tightened my robe and I shivered. I no longer felt the warmth I had earlier. I felt only cold and discomfort. I tried to move on, but the cold began to hurt. I thought so much that I should've brought along that blanket. I looked ahead. There was a figure lying on the rock. It's head was staring at the sky. I looked hard at the figure. It could only be Ash. I walked toward him. As I neared, he jumped at the sight of me but he calmed.

    "Ash, we need to talk," I said to him. There was a bit of nervousness in my voice. I could feel it. I don't think Ash tended to even care about those things.
    "Yes, why don't you sit down," he tells me. He seems nervous and concerned. I sit and stare at his eyes. I breathe healvily. I sit silently. He doesn't seem to notice. I try to calm down. I can't help it now. I feel so strange. I have to talk to him, no matter what happens. I take a long deep breath and try to speak.
    "Ash, I know it's hard being around me. It's hard being around you, too. I try not to be rude to you. I care about you too, Ash. You're a big part of my life. I don't understand of what I feel for you is right, but I know that in my heart, that it feels good. I love you, Ash. But it hurts to think that I can't speak to you in a better way," I exhale feeling that I can no longer speak. I begin to feel my chest and throat tighten. My eyes begin to sting and I feel warmth again. But I can only feel the warmth of my own tears. I no longer feel sorrow but a small gladness of saying something to comfort my feelings. Then I hear a voice, speaking to me. I realize that it is not Ash but my concience, speaking to me. I let everything flow out of me, my tears, my sadness, and my thoughts. I hear Ash speak to me.
    "Misty, I don't see you as someone who hangs around me. I see you as a friend. You are someone I care about. I love you with all my heart also," He puts a warm arm around me. I feel his warmth all around me. I feel lighter, less burdened. "Misty, I don't know why I love you. You're a part of me and I know now that I am a part of you. I love you, though, for all my thoughts and all my life. I would never let you go, never. I care for you every second. And if anything were to happen to you, I wouldn't know what to do, how to live without you," He comforts my heart. I stare at him with my tear streamed face. I look deep into his eyes and think deeply. I smile at him as the sun rises to the new morning...

Pika's Prints: Well obviously I have no idea how a female of the human species thinks. Women say that this is the problem with us men. Sheesh. At least I know how to type. I was originally going to write this as a diary/journal entry. It didn't seem to appealing to me. Anyway, I'll write the second chapter to this in the traditional third person Point-of-View a usually do. Pika Pika. - Pikachu