Choices

Part 33:

Always

Note: First I send a huge hug to Lifesangel for having nominated me in the Reader‘s Choice Awards! Thank you so much! ^-^ Second off, thanks to all those who voted for me in the Best in category Awards for November 2007! I couldn’t have done it without ya! ^.~ So for those who voted (and those that didn’t but still support me!) you deserve a special treat! An update! WEE! Here ya’ll go people! Only 2 chappies plus the Epi left now! We’re so close! *dances happily*

Ash: 22 ½

Misty: 22 ½

Dan: 23 ½

May: 19 ½

Amy: 2 ½

Anna: 2 ½

Sharon: 22 ½

Damien: 22 ½

Brock: 26 ½

Britney: 26 ½

Richard: 2 ½

Hallie: 22 ½

Tyler: 22 ½

Angelo: 22 ½

Drew: 21 ½

A/N: Song, “Always” By Blink182 (Why did they have to break up? It broke my heart! T-T)

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Ash watched sadly as Misty danced with Dan. He had to get her back, he loved her and May was right, so was his mom, Professor oak, Gary, Tracey- all of them right in saying he should keep this love alive, he wouldn’t back down ever. It wasn’t like him. He had never given up before and he wasn’t about to start now.

Not now when he needed to be the strong one-the mature one in the relationship (who would’ve thought?) He had to be the one who kept his head cool and didn’t make any rash decisions. He and Misty loved each other right? Well then why were they playing these silly games? He would have to end it then-they weren’t teenagers anymore-they were adults who could work out their problems. Right?

But… What could he do? Tell her he was sorry for something he hadn’t done or had no clue as to what he done? He stifled a groan as he took another sip of his drink. Should he tell her he still loved her? Or should-

‘One thing at a time.’ he told himself sternly. ‘First find out what the hell you supposedly did to upset her this much.’

But who to ask? Sharon? No, this was Misty’s twin sister he was talking about. Her half soul and bit of her that bound them close to on another-the one person who loved Misty if possible more than he did-in a sisterly way of course. Luckily she hadn’t slapped him last time she had been angry at him but he doubted very much that would stop her now-especially with the way she was glaring at him now. He repressed a shudder-scary twin-and continued on with his options.

What of Damien? No, he’d probably be pulled back by Sharon and then be slapped by her-that was no good. Britney? No, she hated him just as much as Sharon did and maybe even more-he felt her glaring daggers into his back as he turned away from them a bit. Brock? Well he possibly could…

Ash searched for his older companion and found him standing by May and Drew-wait a second-he did a double take and stared. May… and… Drew… together…? What… the hell? When had he crossed into the twilight zone?

May spotted him and waved him over. Meekly, Ash walked over to their group, smiling politely.

“So you planning on getting Misty back?” May grinned.

“Umm…” Ash shrugged. “I haven’t really gotten that far yet. Still in the planning stages.

“She’s real pissed off at you.” Brock smiled pityingly. “Good luck though.”

“You know it would help if I knew exactly what she was pissed at me about.” Ash sighed, despairingly. “I’d really help me out of the planning stages and into starting the actions.”

“You don’t know?” Brock blinked, surprised. “Honestly?”

“Honestly.” Ash nodded, wearily. What had he done to piss her off into irrationality?

“She thinks you lied to her about leaving May.” Brock began easily. “She saw you two kissing in Central Park-heard you two talking-saying things about her and making fun of how you two had planned to trick her all along. Then she thought you two were really in love so she backed off-and since Dan had already proposed to her she just accepted as a way out.”

“Ohhh…” Ash pondered this quietly, ignoring Drews’s sudden glare and May’s slight blush. Yes, that would probably get this type of a reaction from Misty.

He sighed. Great… What now?

“So is it true?” Brock asked curiously.

“huh?” Ash blinked in confusion as he was startled out of his deep miserable thoughts.

“Where you two kissing in the park?” Drew supplied curtly.

“Yeah.” Ash replied offhandedly. “We broke up after it though… Maybe that’ll help convince Misty I wasn’t lying…”

“I could help.” May added helpfully. “She probably won’t believe you anyway.”

“Thanks for the support.” Ash replied sarcastically.

She nodded in the direction of Dan and Misty pointedly ignoring their group, “She and Dan are going a pretty good job of ignoring you and me both as it is.” she smiled wryly. “So’s Sharon for that matter…”

“Looks ready to kill if you ask me.” Brock muttered under his breath nervously.

“We’ll see what happens…” Ash shrugged, trying to erase the image of Sharon’s death-glare of promised revenge. “Wish me luck though.”

“You’ll need more than just luck though.” Drew replied, glare turning into a look of pity.

“How do you plan on getting her away from them?” Brock pointed weakly. “They don’t look like they’ll get away from her so easily.”

Ash turned to see that the group around Misty had indeed gotten larger. Great… now what?

“We could help.” came another voice from behind him.

“Like us too!”

It was Max, pulling a begrudging Mary, Lily, Daisy and Violet also standing before him in flashing dresses. Ah grinned at them gratefully. If there was one thing he was lucky for now-it was his friends. They had always been there for him. It had been his own fault for pushing Misty away. But now he could fix that and bring all those lost friends back.

“Thanks guys.”

***

“Hi Max, Mary.” Misty greeted. “Lily, Daisy, Violet-you seems to be having fun.”

“Hi.” the couple replied.

“Like yeah!” Daisy exclaimed happily.

“This party’s a happening place!” Lily added.

“How could we not have fun little sis?” Violet smiled.

“Hallie, Britney, can I talk to you guys for a second?” Mary questioned, trying to pull the two with her. “I want you guys to check out my dress!”

“Yeah and we want to check some details of the reception.” Lily added.

“Plus arrange the photo shoots with Tom!” Daisy put in.

“And the lights for it too.” Violet grabbed her sister’s arm impatiently.

The three girls blinked in confusion but joined the other girls all the same as they were led away from Misty and soon out of view.

Max suddenly came forward, “Damien, Tyler, Dan, we need to figure out some things for seating charts.” he suddenly rolled his eyes. “Apparently May wants to be seated next to Drew and Angelo.”

The three, nodded, got up to leave but Dan lingered slightly. However upon Misty’s encouraging smile and nod, he gave her a swift kiss before walking off with max, leaving her quite alone at the table. She sighed in boredom for a while, sipping away at her drink. Suddenly she gasped at the yellow blur, streaking past tables straight towards her.

“Pikachu!” she smiled, greeting the small mouse-like Pokemon before her.

“Pika!” the overexcited Pokemon cried, snuggling into her outstretched arms.

“I’ve missed you too pikachu.” Misty patted his head tenderly.

Pikachu’s ears suddenly perked up slightly and soon began tugging on Misty’s arm, leading her towards the stairs of her apartment leading up to the roof.

“Want to see Marril?” Misty smiled.

Pikachu nodded eagerly and soon they were off, heading towards the stairs-Pikachus running ahead a little as Misty followed, laughing. Ahhh… This felt like old times… She smiled at the thought-and felt another lingering presence cross her mind but she forcefully pushed it away-she had to forget Ash for good… or at least try.

As she emerged onto the rood, a cool breeze met her, teasing her as it brushed over her sleeveless arms. She shivered slightly-not because she was cold (it was summer anyways-the time for wearing her cerulean skirt and sleeveless yellow skirt) but because she had the strange feeling that someone was watching her…

She shook the feeling off and looked about for Pikachu and was surprised to see he was already inside the greenhouse, playing among the Pokemon of her daughter. She blinked in confusion-how had Pikachu gotten in? The little Pokemon couldn’t open doors-at least not from what she remembered of the energetic Pokemon. Had someone opened it…-?

“Hi Misty.”

Misty’s blood went cold-her face turned pale as she cringed at the voice. She knew that voice-knew too well the owner of it, having it forever echoing off the walls of her skull, reverberating in her mind.

‘Oh god please no.’ she thought franticly, pulse beating rapidly. ‘Oh please no. not him. Not now.’

She spun around and found herself face to face with Ash Ketchum. Shocked wide cerulean blue-green eyes locked with twinkling mischievous loving chocolate brown ones.

“We need to talk.”

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Note: OHOHOHOHOHO! CLIFFY!!!! XD Haven’t given you guys one like that in a while! Now onto other orders of business!