" Hi, Misty. Were you sick yesterday?"
Misty looked up from the medicines she was cataloguing. " Ah, no."
Jack looked towards her and noticed her cheerful expression. He couldn't remember
the last time she looked so happy. " Is everything alright?"
" Everything's great."
" What happened?"
She knew it would break his heart, but he would find out eventually, and it
was better that he found out from her. " Ash asked me to marry him."
" What?!" He couldn't hold back his shock.
" I know it's all a bit sudden, but it just kinda happened, and we couldn't
be happier. I took the day off yesterday 'cause we wanted to spend the day together,
planning things. And to tell Aya. You should have seen her face. She was ecstatic,
but I could notice a little 'I told you so' look on her face. She never give
up hope, no matter what we told her. We're going to get married in two months.
Just about enough time to get a wedding arranged." With every word she
said, she became more excited.
" Oh."
She could hear the disappointment in his voice. She didn't like to hurt him,
but he always knew that there was no possibility of a relationship between her
and him. " I'm sorry, Jack. I know how you feel about me, but you have
to understand I don't feel the same way." She kept her voice low and compassionate.
It wasn't his fault he had feelings for her. " I love Ash. I have ever
since I was a kid and he has forgiven me for what I did to him. That alone shows
me how much he loves me. And now we have a child together. If Ash wasn't around,
I know you would be a perfect step-father for Aya. You almost treat her like
your own, but you knew that if something did develop between us, that would
be all you could be. No matter how much I could try, I could never love you.
I could never love anyone but him. If Ash hadn't found or forgiven me, I would
have happily lived the rest of my life alone, because I know that no one could
recreate the spark I have with him."
" I know. I know I was fooling myself into believing that you could have
a fraction of the feelings for me that you have for him, but I guess love blinds
you to that fact. I'm sorry. I knew your past and I shouldn't have even tried."
" You could helped it. But I hope we can still be friends and I am going
to complete my medical training. I really want to be a Pokémon doctor.
And also, I want you to come to the wedding. You are one of the few people who
I have been able to become close to over the past few years, and I want you
there with me. And I hope you can be happy for me."
He give her a friendly embrace, making sure he wasn't holding her too close.
" Of course I'm happy for you. And I'm happy for Aya, too. She finally
has what she wanted so much."
" Thanks. And don't worry, Jack. You're a great guy and someday you'll
find a woman who will make you happy."
" I hope so. But just promise me one thing."
" What?"
" Make sure Ash knows how lucky he is to have you."
Misty looked out into the fragrant garden infront of her, where the wedding
guests were gathered. She quivered with nervousness. There were many of the
people she hadn't seen in years, her old friends and both of their families.
They all knew of the history between the two and she was worried what they now
thought of her. At least she knew a few of them would look on her with eyes
of tenderness. They were three people she had always held close to her heart
- Brock, Pikachu and Mrs. Ketchum. The fact that Ash had forgiven her was enough
for them, and they had instantly accepted her back into their lives. She smiled
looking them, Ash's mum in the front row with Pikachu sitting on her knee, and
Brock at Ash's side, doing all he could as best man.
Then she glanced at Ash, looking more handsome that she could remember him being
before. In mere minutes they would be husband and wife.
" Mummy?" Misty looked down to see her daughter pulling on her traditional
red kimono.
" Yeah, honey?"
" When are we going outside?"
" In a few minutes, Aya." Misty looked again at herself in the mirror.
The kimono was quite comfortable, but a little tight, and her hair, although
the short locks were gorgeously styled and held in place by simple silver clips,
felt a bit strange. She was used to wearing it down. But she had to admit she
looked beautiful. Aya was dressed similarly but in cream, fine embroidered flowers
of the same colour adorning her kimono, her hair also up. She knelt down to
her level and kissed her child on her forehead. " Are you ready, baby?"
" Yes, mummy."
" Okay, lets go." Misty stood again, walking over to the canvas flap
of the tent with her daughter close behind. She reached out to move the flap,
and gently pushed it aside.