A/N: Sorry for not getting this up sooner guys! I've been more in the reading mood lately than the writing mood. But here we go, Part 5. Big thanks to my reviewers! Now on with the story ^_^

Upstairs in 'Goldenrod Gals' was the office of the boss. A young man in his early twenties stood outside the door and drew a breath. He knocked on the door and awaited an answer.

"Come in," came a voice from inside and the man went in, closing the door behind him.

The office was dull and dreary. The blinds were only partly open, letting the slightest rays of sunlight into the room. The boss always wished to be in the shadows as it gave him a slightly creepier edge to anyone that came into the room.

The man went over to the desk where the boss sat. "Excuse me Payne, Sir. I'm come to tell you that Misty has finally come back."

"About time for her. What was she doing?" a rough and deep voice spoke up. A middle-aged man sat back in his swivel chair, his arms crossed across his chest.

"She said that she was working late. My I pry as to ask who she was with last night?"

Payne sat up and opened a drawer full of files. He took out one labelled 'Misty Waterflower' and set it on his desk, shutting the drawer. He opened it and turned a few pages before running his finger down the page. "She was at a twenty first birthday last night. Got paid well for that one she did. It was for a guy named Ash Ketchum."

"Ash Ketchum?!" The man snatched the papers up and looked at them. "Couldn't be him."

"I know that he's a strong pokemon trainer and wouldn't even need our services as he's probably swarmed with girls, but it was booked by a friend of his." Payne sat back in his chair again.

"Brock Slate," the man read off the page. "But that's not what I meant," he said, looking up to Payne. "That Ash Ketchum could be trouble."

"Meaning?" Payne raised an eyebrow at him, his curiously perked.

"I mean that I met him back when he was just a kid. He and Misty were really close. She stuck with him through thick and thin I'd say. He was so clueless that he didn't see her love for him but he might cop onto it now, if she does still love him that is." He shut the file and put it back down on the table.

"So you're saying that Misty might go back to him?" Payne's eyes narrowed, scowling angrily at the thought of loosing his best dancer. "That mustn't happen.

"Yeah, and it might just happen too, that is, unless Ash is dealt with first." He grinned and lowered his head slightly. "If you know what I mean."

Payne chuckled and nodded. "Might be best. Watch him closely for now and any wrong movements, deal with him. You're dismissed," Payne concluded, waving his hand at him.

He bowed to Payne. "Yes Mr. Waterflower." He turned and left the room. As he walked down the flight of stairs he smirked at the thought of getting back at Ash. 'I'll get you. You'll see that nobody messes with me and takes away my Misty.' He chuckled evilly and entered his room to gather some things, mainly his gun.

* * *

"Ash, I have to tell you something really important." Misty was standing beside Ash's pool, watching him as he gazed at the setting sun. He turned around to face her, his handsome features lit perfectly by the soft light.

"What is it Misty?" he asked in his deep but soft voice, stepping over to stand in front of her.

She looked into those eyes and felt her heart racing. 'It's now or never Misty, just say it.' She took a deep breath and smiled. "Ash, I love you." She watched his face light up with a bright smile and he wrapped his strong arms around her, holding her close.

"I love you too Misty," he whispered into her ear.

* * *

At nine the next morning Misty's alarm clock was beeping loudly. She groaned from underneath the covers. A hand ventured forth from under the blanket mound and tried to slap the clock to silence. Her hand searched around for the clock but only found an empty space where it should have been. Pushing the covers up she squinted and saw it over on the dresser at the other side of the room. She groaned again, remembering putting it there so that she would have to get up to turn it off. Kicking the covers off, she rose, reluctantly, from her bed and shuffled across the floor. Giving the clock a hard slap, it ceased its racket and she yawned, stretching out her limbs.

What a wonderful dream. Why did morning have to come so soon? She smiled and went over to the curtains. "One thing to help my day off would be..." She gripped the curtains and threw them open. Shielding her eyes, she looked out at the sunlit city of Goldenrod. "Perfect," she sighed and started about her morning routine.

As she showered, thoughts of the morning before came back to her. She smiled and spaced out, thoughts of Ash filling her mind. Her heart thumped faster as she imagined Ash winking his chocolate brown eyes at her and flashing her his adorable half grin. She felt her legs wobble so she took a deep breath to steady herself. Sighing contentedly, she lapsed back into her showering, still thinking of him. He was gone from her life for so long and now, just like that, he was back. Nothing could be better right now. And what a strange reunion it was. Meeting up with your crush while dancing half naked on stage in front of him. Misty couldn't help but laugh at the picture of Ash's face when he knew who she was. He was still as cute as she remembered.

Once she'd finished washing herself she dressed herself in her favourite outfit; a pair of faded jeans and a blue t-shirt. She dried her hair and gave it a good brushing. She stood in front of a mirror and looked herself over. Her long fiery hair fell gracefully down her back and her aqua eyes sparkled. She smiled and nodded. "Not bad. Now, what to do today?" Looking around the room, she spotted a bundle of clothes folded on a chair. Upon seeing them, she grinned and knew exactly what she was going to do. She grabbed a small knapsack and shoved Ash's clothes into it. She pulled on a pair of socks and her sneakers.

As she headed for the door, she picked up a photo frame with her favourite picture inside. It was of herself and Ash a couple of weeks before her sisters called her back home. They were sitting on the beach in their bathing suits and eating ice cream. Ash had a little of his chocolate ice cream on his nose and Misty had one arm wrapped around his neck, the other holding her ice cream. Misty chuckled as she looked at Ash making his victory sign and winking at the camera, holding his ice cream in the air with his other hand. That day was wonderful. Ohh what she would give to go back to Seafoam Island's beach right now with Ash and just leave all her troubles behind. But she couldn't.

She put the picture back down and fixed the knapsack on her shoulder. Giving herself one more look over, she went out the door in a happy rush. She was going to see Ash again today. 'If he's there.'

* * *

"CANNONBALL!" Jeff cried out as he ran off the diving board, balled himself up and splashed down into Ash's pool.

Ash, sitting on the edge of the pool, laughed as Jeff landed on top of Gary. The two of them began a water fight, dunking each other and splashing water into the other's face.

Brock, Tracey and Richie looked up from their game of poker to watch the fight. Ash had invited his friends over for a swim because the day was roasting, not to mention he had nothing to do. The group were all outback in their swimming trunks as the sun blazed down from above.

Gary and Jeff finally swam to the edge, out of breath but in stitches of laugher.

Once Ash's laughter had died down to chuckling, he stood up and grinned. "That's no way to dive. Just watch this." Ash made his way over to the diving board and the others watched. Ash's diving skills had shown them up on many occasions. In fact, Ash showed them up in most sporting events. He was one of the fittest people they knew and he won in almost everything, and his pokemon were taking after him.

"Pika pichu!" Pikachu stated, tossing down his cards on the table.

"Not again!" Brock groaned as he watched Pikachu scamper up onto the table and push all the chips to his side. He looked down at the one chip he had remaining and sighed. Richie and Tracy were in a similar situation, each having just one chip left.

Pikachu, on the other hand, had a huge mound of chips around him. He was sitting on the table and smirking at the three pathetic humans who dared to try and beat him in a poker game. "Pika pikachu?"

"No, I don't think I'll play again. I'll save this chip for a different time," Richie said, putting down his cards and picking up his lone chip.

"Good idea," Tracy agreed and did likewise. Brock nodded and copied them.

Pikachu laughed and shook his head. "Chupi pi kachu."

Brock glared at Pikachu. "We're not pathetic!"

Ash was after climbing up onto the diving board and was now standing ready. He grinned and looked down at the others before taking one step back and running forward. About halfway down the board he spotted someone coming around the side of the house. "Misty?" Loosing his concentration, he slipped and fell off the diving board, banging his head on the way down. He landed with a loud slap as he belly flopped on his stomach.

All around him went 'Oww' or 'Ohh' but then they started laughing.

"That was priceless!" Gary roared.

"Do it again!" chuckled Brock.

"Nice swan dive Ketchum!" laughed Jeff.

Misty winced as Ash hit the water. She dropped her bag and ran to the edge of the pool, the others seeing her for the first time.

Jeff's eyes widened and he turned to Gary. "Isn't that the chick that stayed with Ash?"

"Pikachupi!" Pikachu cried and leapt off the table. He ran over and leapt into Misty's arms. Ash had told him what had happened but he wanted to see Misty for himself.

"Pikachu!" she cried and cuddled the yellow pokemon close. "I missed you so much!"

"Pikapika chu pichu pikachu," Pikachu chattered, waving his little arms around and smiling.

Misty chuckled and patted him. "I'm not going anywhere."

Brock came over and smiled. "Hey Misty, great to see you again. Ehh, sorry about the other night." He scratched the back of his head nervously and grinned sheepishly.

Misty smiled and shook her head. "Don't worry about it. You didn't know."

"But how did, you know, it happen?" he asked.

"Ash asked me the same thing. Say, shouldn't he had come up by now?" She looked nervously to the water.

"Hey yeah." Brock turned to the pool, now worried about Ash too. Pikachu jumped from Misty's arms and stood at the pool's edge.

"There he is!" Misty cried, pointing to a rippling shadow at the bottom of the pool.

"Ohh man!" Gary dove down and swam over to Ash's unconscious form. He grabbed him around the torso and swam back up to the surface. Jeff swam over and helped Gary get Ash out of the pool.

Pikachu, Misty, Brock, Richie and Tracy ran over and crowded around Ash. Misty told them to step back and she leaned over him, holding her ear over his nose and mouth. She couldn't feel his breath brushing up against her cheek like it should, nor was his chest rising and falling. "He's not breathing."

"Well do something!" Jeff panicked.

Misty pinched Ash's nose and sealed her mouth around his. She breathed two long breaths into him then put her ear over his face again, looking down along the chest line. Still nothing. "Come on Ash. Don't do this to me." In her mind she feared the worst, but she had to keep trying. "Call an ambulance!" she told them and went back to Ash.

Gary nodded and ran into the house, calling for an ambulance as soon as he found the phone.

Misty checked for his pulse. It was still there, but really weak. "Breath Ketchum!" she yelled and gave him two more breaths.

Finally he coughed and spluttered, water coming out his mouth. Misty sighed with relief and rolled him onto his side.

Jeff, Brock, Richie, Tracy and Pikachu cheered and gave each other hi-fives. Pikachu ran over and nuzzled against Ash's cheek.

"Hey pal," Ash said, coughing up more water.

Gary came back out and saw Ash awake. He sighed and collapsed onto a chair. "Don't do that again Ketchum! You had us worried sick!"

Ash smiled and nodded. "Don't worry, I don't intend to." He shivered until he felt a warm towel covering him. He looked back and his eyes widened. "Misty?!"

"Why so surprised?"

"You're... not a blond." He slapped himself inwardly at the stupid comment.

Misty laughed. "No, I'm a red head again. Now take it easy until we get you seen to." She smiled and helped him up. They all went inside and sat Ash down on the couch. "I see you still haven't lost your danger-streak," she chuckled, sitting on a chair across from him.

"Yeah," he mumbled, a blush starting to rise in his cheeks.

'You're at it again Trashachu!' his mind yelled at him.

"So why are you here?" Ash asked, trying to get his mind off, well, his mind.

"Thought I'd bring your stuff back." She opened her back and took out his clothes, setting them down on the coffee table.

Ash groaned as he heard sniggering behind him. How was he going to explain this?

* * *

Out the front, a figure in the shadows watched as the paramedics tended to Ash. His eyes narrowed when Misty came out of the house after him and at the worried look that was on her face. 'So I was right. Well, better do what the boss wants done.' He fingered the gun that was tucked inside the top of his pants and grinned. 'Soon Ketchum. Soon.'

Ta-da! Another part down ^_^ Once again sorry for not having it up sooner. Please review! I love reading your comments. Until next time! Slán!

~Ashla~
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