One Little Slip

Disclaimer: I don’t own Pokémon.

Summary: Accidents happen. Sometimes, they can be a good thing...

Speech. Thoughts.

“Ha! You don’t know the first thing about girls!” “Well, I know they’re annoying, when they’re you!” Brock sighed and glanced at the TV. (Although don’t ask me how he can even see anything...) ‘So much for watching ‘The Breeder’s Forum’...again!’ Max nudged him. “Shouldn’t someone do something?” he whispered, glancing over at the bickering pair in case they’d heard him. “Yeah, BEFORE they try to kill each other...” May hissed out of the corner of her mouth. Brock shook his head. “No... the last time I tried to do that, Misty gave me a black eye... it was meant for Ash, but I got in the way...” he noticed their shocked faces. “She was sorry about it... she didn’t even drag me away from the next hot girl we met...” ‘For all the good it did... I didn’t even get a pity date.’ Brock sadly thought to himself. “Anyway, it’s best to just let them get it out of their systems... safer too.”

“What girl in her right mind would wanna go out with a short twerp like YOU, anyway?!” “Well, why would anyone wanna date some scrawny runt like you?!” “I’ve turned down more dates than you’d ever be asked on!” “Yeah, sure... NOT!” They stood there, panting and glaring at each other, thinking of any insults that they hadn’t already screamed at each other. Misty smirked. “I’d bet you’d wouldn’t even have the guts to kiss a girl, even if you had the chance.” Ash blushed. “Oh, yeah?!” “Well, THAT’S matu...” Misty’s retort suddenly was cut off as Ash darted forwards and kissed her. Max, who was cleaning his glasses, dropped them in shock. Brock’s jaw dropped open as May started to giggle. Ash suddenly realized what he was doing and jumped back. “So-sorry! I-I didn’t mean to...” he stammered, his brown eyes quickly lost in a sea of red as a blush swept across his face. Misty’s jaw worked as the initial shock wore off. Turning, she stalked over to the stairs, and after a brief moment, they heard a door slam, hard.

“I didn’t mean to...” Ash sat down and put his head in his hands, pulling at his messy black hair. “Great, now she hates me...I’m such an idiot!” Brock placed a hand on his younger friends shoulder. “Maybe you should go talk to her...” he reconsidered this as Ash flinched. “Yeah, good point... You should give her time to calm down first.” May stood up. “I’ll go up and talk to her. I’ll tell you when it’s safe to come up... IF it’s safe to come up, that is...” Max nodded his head gravely as May went up the stairs. “You’ve gotta admit, May can be pretty brave sometimes... if she dies up there, I wonder if I can have her Pokémon...”

“Hey Misty, it’s me, May... can I come in?” Hearing a muffled yes, May cautiously opened the door to the room the she was temporarily sharing with Misty. “Close the door.” May quickly turned and shut the door, plunging the room into darkness. “Oww!” “You CAN turn the light on, May...” “Thanks...” May hobbled over to the bed and sat down, rubbing her shin. Misty blinked a few times, her blue eyes shining in the light before burying her face back into the pillow. “Hey, are you okay?” “Yes...No...I don’t know...” “Ash is such a jerk. He shouldn’t have done that...” Misty grunted a muffled response. “Huh?” Pulling her face back out of the pillow, Misty sighed. “I said, it’s not that...” May looked over at her curiously. “What do you mean?” Misty started pulling loose strands of orange hair out of the pillow. “It’s just... I’m not mad about the kiss, okay? I’m mad because, he didn’t MEAN to...”

May’s jaw worked. “Wha?!” Misty threw the pillow across the room. “The jerk FINALLY kisses me, and it was an accident... he didn’t MEAN to... he actually apologised for it...” A light finally dawn on May. “Wait, you mean, you’re saying you like Ash?!” Misty rolled her eyes. “Well, duh, May. Seriously, Max figured it out ages ago, Brock’s known for years... hell, even Team Rocket knew by the time we went to the Orange Islands... and you call yourself a match-maker, May...” May blushed. “Well, I just never expected you to just, admit it like that, that’s all... of course I knew about it, about five seconds after I first heard him talk about you...” Misty looked up at the younger brunette. “Really? He talked about me? What’d he say?” May smiled. “That you were an awesome trainer, knew just about everything about Water Pokémon, could kick his butt without even trying... the usual stuff.” Misty blushed. “Really? Wow...” May grinned. “Speaking of match-making... I know how we can make him take back that apology...” She leaned over and whispered in Misty’s ear. Misty nodded. “Go for it, May.”

“Ash?” The three boys whipped around and saw May standing at the bottom of the stairs, frowning. “Er, yeah?” “Misty’s decided to let you have five minutes to grovel... so you’d better start crawling.” Ash gulped and slowly started up the stairs. ‘Man, she’s gonna kill me, or worse, never speak to me again.’ He hesitated before knocking on the door. “Come in. And close the door behind you!” Taking a deep breath, Ash turned the door-knob and went in. It was pitch-black inside the room, and for a brief moment, Ash was worried that she might have a weapon. ‘Those high heels could be dangerous...’ “Misty, I-I’m sorry...” “Oh, really now?!” Misty’s eyes were already adjusted to the gloom, and moving as quietly as possible, she walked over to Ash. “Cause I’m not...” she whispered as she grabbed his ear, pulling him closer...

Ash heard the whisper, but before he had time to ask what it meant, his lips were already otherwise occupied. Tingles jumped up and down his spine, and before he knew it, he’d placed his arms around Misty’s waist, drawing her closer. ‘This is better than last time... much better.’ Slowly, they broke off, and Misty reached around him and flicked the light switch. Blinking as their eyes adjusted, they stared at each other.

Ash was the first to speak. “Um, what about ‘no girl in her right mind...’, and all that stuff?” Misty shrugged. “Well, I never said that I was in my right mind, did I?” she winked. “What about all that, ‘scrawny runt’ stuff?” Ash blushed and looked down. “Well, maybe you’re not THAT scrawny... and you’ve definitely grown...” he replied, eyes flickering to her now more obvious chest. Misty giggled. “Perv. You’ve been hanging out with Brock for far too long, he’s a bad influence on you, ya know.” Ash shrugged, difficult as he still hadn’t let go of Misty’s waist. “Oh, I’ve never really paid attention to anything he does. This is all me, baby!” Misty shook her head. “Idiot. I don’t know why I wanna kiss you again...” Ash grinned. “As long as you do...”

Brock looked over at the stairs, worry etched on his face. “Well, it’s been way more than five minutes, and I haven’t heard any screams of pain, so I guess that must be a good sign.” May smirked. “Oh, yeah.” ‘Now we just have to listen for any OTHER noises...’

THE END.

Yes, I know. I used (...) that far too much. But there was a lot of hesitation in their speech, and unfinished sentences, stuff like that, so if it annoyed you, well... tough! Thanks to all those who reviewed my previous fics. All six of you... AUSSIE WOLF.

28-Apr-08.

3-Apr-09 (fixed)