Disclaimer: - I DO NOT OWN Pokemon or THE SONG LYRICS
‘COMPLICATED’, BY Carolyn Dawn Jhonson.
Authors notes and shout outs: - This was a challenge set by Misty Wildfire.
Sorry its so late ^^; lol
This chapter is dedicated to Evil Zarrah, Happy Birthday Z ^_^
Wa! My first fic under the penname Angelstars…oh I admit A*MON is jealous ^^;
Why is it so complicated?
1.1 By Angelstars {aka} A*MON
~Complicated~
I’m so scared that the way I feel, Is written all over my face,
When you walk into the room, I wanna find a hiding place,
We used to laugh, we used to hug, The way that old friends do,
But now a smile and a touch of your hand, Just makes me come unglued,
It’s such a contradiction; do I lie or tell the truth? Is it fact or fiction
the way I feel for you?
It’s so complicated; I’m so frustrated,
I wanna hold you close; I wanna push you away, I wanna make you go, I wanna
make you stay,
Should I say it? Should I tell you how I feel?
Oh, I want you to know, But then again I don’t, It’s so complicated.
Just when I think I’m under control, I think I finally got a grip,
Another friend tells me that, My name is always on your lips,
They say I’m more than just a friend, They say I must be blind,
Well I admit I’ve seen you watch me, From the corner of your eye,
Oh, it’s so confusing I wish you’d just confess, But think of what I’d be
losing, If your answer wasn’t yes?
I hate it ‘cause I’ve waited so long for you, Should I say it? Should I tell
you how I feel?
Oh, I want you to know, But then again I don’t, It’s so complicated. ~ Carolyn
Dawn Jhonson
***
Ash –16 – Misty – 17 – Brock – 19
***
Chapter One: I miss the way we were, but I wish we had more.
The wind blew lightly around the teenage girl, who sat at an open window,
staring up into the darkness of the night. Her long red hair danced along with
the wind’s soft rhythmic breeze. Her aqua coloured eyes shimmered with soft
tears, as she remembered all the fun and joys of her early childhood. She
longed to have those carefree times that once devoured her life, back once
more. The thought of her long-term best friend brought a smile onto her pale
face. She would always remember the good times she shared with him as well as
the bad. As the wind blew around the room, whistling into her ears, she closed
her eyes and let the memories flow freely from the deepest parts of her mind
and soul.
She remembered the day clearly. It was supposed to be the best day of her life,
but turned out to be the worst…
~FLASHBACK~ the night before:
Ash, Misty, Brock, and the Pokèmon were staying at the Pokèmon centre in
Goldenrod for a few days before moving on, to the next town.
The day after they had arrived, Misty and Ash had been together alone the whole
day. Brocks had other things to attend to, and left the two of them to fend for
themselves. Not one of them fought that day, and Misty really enjoyed having
Ash’s company. They had decided to leave both Pikachu and Togepi at the day
care centre and spend the day at the mall. Ash was the perfect gentleman, which
surprised her, and even bought her lunch and dinner. Yes, she really did enjoy
talking and spending time with Ash.
Especially alone.
You see… Misty has been in love with Mr Pokèmon Master wannabe/best friend from
a very young age. Besides, spending the day with the one, you have true
feelings for and making it through with out one single argument was an
achievement for both of the young teens.
The evening went well too. Curfew was nearing and they both knew it was time to
head back to the Pokèmon centre. Ash, absent minded, slipped his hand into hers
and led her back to the centre. With no signs of regret, Misty took this as a
good sign. She always dreamed he would treat her specially and take her out.
Once they reached the Pokèmon centre, Ash opened the door for her and let her
go in first. She nodded her head and blushed, “Thank you”
”My pleasure” Ash smiled warmly and followed her into the centre.
Both young teens made it up to the rooms in which they were staying. Misty
could feel the Butterfree’s churn when she realised Ash was leading her right
up to her room. ‘Ash is definitely acting strange today, but I don’t care. I
like it. Oh, we’re at my door already… OK, why is he staring? Say something
now!’
”Thank you, Ash. I really enjoyed myself.” Misty spoke in a soft voice, trying
not to make eye contact, but failing miserably.
Ash continued to stare back into Misty’s enchanting aqua-coloured eyes before
replying with one of his famous lop-sided smiles. “I really enjoyed it too,
Mist. I hope we can do it again some other time.”
Misty was surprised, she had never seen this side of Ash before. Staring into
each other’s eyes, they didn’t notice how close they were to each other.
Misty, who was the first to break the ‘moment’, found herself saying a simple
goodnight and entering her room. ‘I cannot believe you just done that!
He…I…we…Errrrhrrr!’ she screamed inside her head.
Ash stood there and watched the door close. ‘OK, what just happened there? Did
I do something wrong?’ Sighing, he turned and made his way back to his room.
With one single thought in his mind. ‘She doesn’t feel the same’
***
Earlier the morning after the night before:
Misty was in her room at the centre, getting ready for breakfast. She was
planning to have a talk’ with Ash today. After yesterday, she had a lot more
confidence to let Ash know of her feelings toward him.
“Today’s the day, Togepi! I have decided to tell, Ash, everything!” Misty
confidently told her baby egg-type Pokèmon.
Togepi looked up at its mother and trilled happily, not really understanding
what she meant by ‘everything’.
Misty finished getting dressed, scoped up Togepi, and made her way out of her
room to the centres food hall.
She entered the food hall and spotted Brock at the far end of the room. She
sighed when she noticed what he was doing. “Brock…” she hissed through clenched
teeth. Brock’s face was beet red, his lips puckered, and making kissing noises
at the young looking Nurse Joy serving breakfast to the other trainers.
Misty loved Brock dearly as a friend/older brother, but he had this very
embarrassing, teenage-uncontrollable problem, hormones. When ever he would see
a ‘beautiful girl’ he would go gaga, and it drove Misty insane.
”Brock, stop it! You’re embarrassing me!” she raised her voice, and grabbed his
ear pulling him away from Nurse Joy’s view. “BROCK!”
Brock snapped out of his ‘fantasy’ when he heard Misty’s annoyed voice call
him. “Misty, I didn’t notice you walk in” he said weakly.
”You didn’t notice, Brock, because you were to busy fantasising about Nurse
Joy!”
”Nurse Joy…” Brock sighed suddenly, turning beet red once more.
Misty, who didn’t have the patience at that moment, pounded him upside the
head. “Brock! Will you listen to me…” she sighed and continued, as Brock nodded
his head repeatedly. “Have you seen Ash today? I…um…want to talk to him about
something…” she stammered a bit.
”Umm…Ash? Yeah, he said he would be up in a little while. Why?”
”Oh…no reason…” Misty chuckled nervously.
***
After Brock had stopped embarrassing her, Misty managed to convince him to look
after Togepi, while she did some things. Agreeing, he took Togepi into his arms
and walked back into the centre’s main reception area.
She rolled her eyes when she heard a girl squeal with delight and Brock’s voice
bragging about the young Pokèmon in his arms.
Nervously, she made her way back up to their rooms. ‘This is it, Misty, don’t
screw this up’ she thought as she lifted her shaky hand to knock on Ash’s door.
***
It’s so complicated; I’m so frustrated,
I wanna hold you close; I wanna push you away,
I wanna make you go, I wanna make you stay,
Should I say it? Should I tell you how I feel?
Oh, I want you to know,
But then again I don’t,
It’s so complicated.
***
~KNOCK~
”Ash?” she called in a hushed voice. Receiving a slight grunt, she then
realised he was probably only just waking up. Smiling she opened the door and
entered the room. “Ash…wake up!”
Ash groaned again, “Misty…let me sleep some more…”
”Pika…”
”Ash Ketchum! Get up now!”
If that didn’t wake Ash, it sure did wake Pikachu, who was now very irate.
”PIKA, PIKACHUUUUUUUUU”
”Waaaaaa…Pikachuuu!” Ash cried as Pikachu gladly shocked him.
Misty giggled when Pikachu finally stopped and curled back into a ball on Ash’s
pillow and went back to sleep. Ash was half way out of bed and on the floor
charred and smoking.
“Ash, come on. Get up, please.”
Recovering from Pikachu’s little wake up call, he glared at the snickering
redhead in front of him. “Mist, that was not funny! Stop laughing!” he pouted.
”Oh, Ash, I’m sorry.” Misty apologised, remembering not to start another
argument.
~SILENCE~
For a few minutes an awkward silence filled the room.
’Just act normal, Ash. She made it clear last night, she’s not interested.’
’You can do this…you can do this…stay calm…you can do this…’
”Misty, about last night /Ash, about last night.”
Both blushing, they diverted their eyes to the ground. Nervously, Ash was the
first to speak.
”Mist, I…umm…I…” was all he could manage to muster in the end.
Misty listened to Ash’s stuttering and decided to interrupt, before she
chickened out. “Ash, I have…umm…something to…umm…tell you…”
’This is it, she’s gonna tell me. She’s trying to tell me she’s not interested.
Quickly say something Ketchum’ Ash panicked inwardly.
”Misty, you don’t have to say anything. I…I understand completely.”
Misty looked up in surprise. ‘What?’
”Y-you do?” she gulped.
Ash nodded slowly and lifted his head.
”So/So” they said together.
~SILENCE~
Once again filled the room.
Misty stood in front of Ash awkwardly.
’it's to quiet…’
’it's way to quiet…’
”Ash/Misty”
Laughing slightly, they both stood in front of each other, staring into each others
eyes.
Ash was getting lost in the oceans of the deepest seas. While Misty was
reaching nearer to his face.
She tiptoed, leaned into him, and touched his lips with hers. The kiss was a
simple peak, but felt so good.
Ash stood with his eyes wide, when he felt her brush past his lips. ’She just
kissed me…Misty just kissed me…’
As soon as Misty noticed the look on his face, she knew, it was a mistake. ‘Oh
my god…he…oh no…what have I done?’
Ash still had not responded and stood there frozen to the spot.
”Ash…I’m so sorry…I didn’t mean…umm…sorry…it was just a thank you…it didn’t
mean anything…K?” she stuttered, trying to make up an excuse he would fall for.
Ash broke out of his thoughts, when he heard her say ‘it didn’t mean anything,
K?’
Chuckling, he spoke up. “Oh…yeah, thanks for last night. That’s Okay.”
’It was a thank you kiss, Ketchum. Nothing more. She doesn’t feel the same.’
’That was close…I nearly blew it. Well, at least you know now. He doesn’t feel
the same.’
***
I’m so scared that the
way I feel,
Is written all over my face,
When you walk into the room, I wanna find a hiding place,
We used to laugh, we used to hug,
The way that old friends do,
But now a smile and a touch of your hand,
Just makes me come unglued,
It’s such a contradiction; do I lie or tell the truth?
Is it fact or fiction the way I feel for you?
***
~END FLASHBACK~
Present:
She closed her eyes to try to block out the vision, but she could only see his
face. Shutting off all memories of her secret love that will never know the
truth, she sobbed into her hands.
***
Just when I think I’m
under control,
I think I finally got a grip,
Another friend tells me that,
My name is always on your lips,
They say I’m more than just a friend,
They say I must be blind,
Well I admit I’ve seen you watch me,
From the corner of your eye,
Oh, it’s so confusing I wish you’d just confess,
But think of what I’d be losing,
If your answer wasn’t yes?
***
Ash sighed again for the hundredth time that morning. Brock was staring at the
younger teen in the chair across from him in utter confusion.
”Okay, did something happen the other day, when I left you and Misty alone?”
Brock asked, emphasising the last word.
Ash looked up at Brock and smiled. “Everything went perfect, Brock. Believe it
or not, we didn’t argue at all.”
”Yeah right…” Brock snorted back. Mumbling under his breath as he lifted up the
‘Pokèmon Breeders Weekly’ magazine and started to read it.
Ash lowered his head and continued on with his thoughts.
After another 15 minutes of silence and still no sign of Misty, Brock drew even
more concerned. “Okay, Ash, spill it. What has happened? And I want the whole
story.”
Ash looked up and nodded, “Yesterday, after you left, I took her out. I mean, I
paid for our meals and took her shopping and everything. I walked her back to
the Pokèmon centre, then to her room…and…then…um…she thanked me…then I…kind
of…well, tried to k-kiss her, but she…make a long story short, she left in a
hurry. I never got to kiss her and then this morning, she kissed me and told me
it meant nothing, it was just a thank you.”
”So, what has this got to do with your moping?” Brock asked, knowing all to
well the answer to that.
Ash was taken aback, he wasn’t expecting that question. “Well, I…it’s because…you
see…it’s like this, I like her more than just friends.” He managed to
eventually stutter the answer.
Brock’s smile on his face grew larger. “Well now, this piece of news is
surprising. Hey Pikachu, did ya hear?” he asked the yellow rodent sarcastically.
Ash narrowed his eyes and glared at them.
”Sorry, Ash…it’s just that’s not BIG news to us. You and Misty are way to
obvious.”
”Wait a minute, Misty and I are way to obvious?”
”Well, yeah, Ash. I mean, you don’t honestly believe that Misty would kiss you
as a way of thanking you, do you?”
”Huh, well…no…I mean…umm…” Ash answered, feeling even more puzzled than before.
”Come on, Misty has never done this before. Think about this Ash. Misty does
not just thank you with a kiss!”
”But, Brock, she said it meant nothing. And what about the other night?” Ash
fought back.
”Ash, haven’t you noticed the way she looks at you, how upset she gets when
you’re hurt, how she always sticks by you and saves your behind when you’re in
trouble? Need I go on?”
Ash thought for a moment. ‘I do notice her staring at me from the corner of my
eye sometimes and she always turns away and blushes when I look back. Why is
this so complicated? ‘
”What if you’re wrong, Brock? What if she really doesn’t have feelings for me?
Think what I would be losing if I tell her mine? Ash sighed softly. ”No, I’m
not going to risk my friendship I have with her. She’s way to important to me.
Look, forget I ever mentioned this.”
Brock and Pikachu simply nodded and sighed. Ash lowered his head and continued
to moan and slouch in his seat, patiently waiting for Misty to immerge from her
room.
***
Meanwhile an open window swung back and fore in an empty room, where once a
redheaded beauty had shed tears and reminisce on memories past of a time when
her life was good, and had meaning.
….
To Be Continued?
***
Yes question mark, cause I have no idea if this will be any good. ^^
If you like then give me a clue (review) and I will consider finishing this
some time before the next Millennium ^^
Angelstars (aka) A*MON
Many thanks and shout outs go to:
Zarrah - B-day girl on Monday ^_~
Misty Blue - cause she is very MEAN ^^ chuckle
Classic Cowboy - Who continues on at me for being a slacker
Fusionblaster - cause he’s as bad as CC ^^
Neongene - again no comment on these three guys - all of them are just pains in
the rear
Lastly Fi, cause this was her challenge and all credit goes to her ^^
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