Who’d Have Known?

Disclaimer: I don’t own Pokémon or the song, which is by Lily Allen.

Summary: A sweet songfic about how a certain couple got together…

Note: Ash is 17, Misty is 18, and who actually cares about Brock or Dawn… This is also set after Ash finishes the Sinnoh League, just so you know.

Extra Note: This is based on Lily Allen’s song, ‘Who’d Have Known?”. Once again, I heard the song, and got pictures in my head, so I had to start writing.

New Note: I decided to re-submit this after I read through it on the site and found several typos and errors. I don’t know how I missed them the first 7 times I read it… I only seem to catch these things after the fact.

Speech. Thoughts. Lyrics.

Ash stretched and yawned, causing the slim red-head next to him to yawn widely as well. “Ahh, what’s the time, anyway…?” Misty rubbed her eyes as she glanced over at the clock. “Whoa… it’s going on five…” She glanced sheepishly at the young man sitting next to her on the couch. “Wha?!” Ash glanced at the clock, just to make sure she wasn’t messing with him. “Whoa…” He rubbed the back of his head, mussing up his thick black hair even more, and blushed. “I guess we got carried away with catching up, huh Myst?” She blushed at her nick-name. “Yeah…” Misty got up and stretched, causing her pale yellow top to move in ways that didn’t go unnoticed by Ash, who blushed and looked away. “Well, the conversation was getting kinda boring anyway…” Ash nodded and got up. “Yeah… I’m gonna grab a quick bite to eat, then I’m gonna go to bed. See how much shut-eye I can get before mum comes up to wake me…” he flinched a little. “But… I’m gonna go to the bathroom first…” he blushed and moved up the stairs as fast as his bladder would allow.

Misty smiled and followed him up the stairs, shaking her head. Reaching the door to the spare room, where her things were lying on the bed, she paused. Ash came out of the bathroom, blushing and went back downstairs with a small grin thrown her way. Misty rolled her eyes and reached for the doorknob, pausing again. Glancing back down the stairs, she could just hear Ash rattling around in the kitchen. Sighing she turned away. ‘What do I gotta do to give him a clue?!’ She glanced at his bedroom door, which was closed. ‘Maybe… NO, I shouldn’t…’ A mad grin spread across her face as she stepped forwards, quietly opening the door and stepping inside, closing the door behind her and breathing deeply. ‘I’ll just see how he reacts, that’s all…’

Ash washed down his impromptu sandwich with a gulp of water and stood up. “Okay, that should last me a bit…” He yawned as he washed the glass out and turned it upside-down on the draining board. “Ugh, I gotta get some sleep…” Ash stumbled up the stairs as quietly as he could, trying not to wake anybody, especially Misty, who he was sure would be asleep by now. He reached his bedroom door without incident, opening and closing it as quietly as he could. Sighing with relief, he turned and froze. ‘M-Misty?! Wha…What’s she doing in here?!’

Misty closed her eyes as soon as she heard the door open, and heard Ash gasp as he saw her there. ‘This is crazy! Maybe I can pretend I was so tired, I went into the wrong room, and woke up when he came in… No! He saw me at my door earlier… Dammit! It’s too late now… I’ll just have to see what he does…’ Misty carefully slowed her breathing down, acting as if she was out cold. ‘Maybe he’ll join me…’

Ash rubbed the back of his head nervously. ‘Ugh, what do I do now?!’ Stepping closer, he saw the steady rise and fall of her chest, and quickly looked away as he realized what he was looking at. ‘What am I doing?!’ he sighed. ‘Maybe I can wake her…’ Reaching out a hand, he stopped and instead, brushed away a lose strand of hair that had slipped down across her forehead. ‘Nah… I can’t do that, she looks so peaceful.’ He smiled faintly. ‘She’s cute when she’s not yelling at me…’ He started as Misty made a small noise and rolled over, facing the wall. There was now just enough room for maybe… Ash blushed, as the part of his brain that he usually ignored spoke up. He argued with it. ‘She’s your best friend… She’ll kill you… Mum’ll kill you…’ Ash’s thoughts were interrupted by yet another yawn, and a quick check of his nearby clock confirmed that it was now closer to five-thirty than anything. ‘Ugh, I’m too tired to argue this…’ Sighing, he quietly moved back the covers and slipped in next to Misty.

Misty felt the covers shift, and Ash’s leg gently brush against her own. ‘He’s… getting in…’ Misty’s eyes shot open, and a small smile crossed her face. ‘I should probably quit while I’m ahead…’ Moving slowly, she acted as if she’d just woken up; rolling over to face Ash’s shocked face with a pretend one of her own. “Uh, so-sorry, Misty… it’s just… you’re in my bed… and I’m tired…” Misty blushed. “I musta been wiped out… wandered into the wrong room... I guess…” Ash laughed nervously. “Uh, yeah…” ‘Even though she was at the right door before…’ Misty yawned, covering her mouth with one hand, which brushed against Ash’s chest as she lifted it up, causing strange but wonderful tingles to run up and down his body. ‘Oh, God…’ he blushed, hoping she wouldn’t notice in the pre-dawn gloom of the darkened room. Misty closed her eyes again. “Well, I’m too comfortable to get up now, Ketchum, so either fall out, or shut up and let me sleep.”

Ash nervously watched her face as Misty’s breathing got slower and deeper. Strangely, he was now wide awake, and could still feel the tingles race up and down his spine from the brief contact earlier. ‘What’s wrong with me?!’ Nervously, he raised his arm and carefully placed his hand on Misty’s shoulder, amazed at how soft her skin was. ‘God, so this is what a girl’s skin feels like… so smooth… and soft…’ His blush deepened as Misty shuffled closer to him, and he could just make out a muttered word… “Cold…” As if feeling his sudden warmth, Misty slowly opened her eyes and looked at him, one eyebrow raised. “Ash?”

Ash’s attempts to explain himself never reached his tongue, as he looked directly into Misty clear blues eyes, slightly red around the edges from lack of sleep. ‘God, it’s like she can see right through me…’ He blushed and glanced away. Misty watched his face as Ash tried to avoid her eyes, but the brief glimpse into his adorable chocolate brown eyes told her what she already kinda knew; he had NO idea what he was doing, or why. Misty smile faintly and lifted her head to see the window. “Looks like it’s gonna be a nice day today… maybe tomorrow too…” Ash started and half-turned to look at the window too, hand slipping further down Misty’s arm as he moved. “Huh… Yeah…” The first rays of morning were already shining through the curtains, and Ash was glad they were mostly drawn; he didn’t want Misty to see his face right now.

“Of course, if it rains, we could watch T.V again…” Misty shrugged, causing Ash hand to slip a little further, down to her elbow. “Yeah… We could watch that show you like… uh, something about the sun…” he trailed off. Misty rolled her eyes. “That would be ‘A Place in the Sun’, genius boy.” Ash blushed. “Right, that…”

Misty smiled, causing tingles to jump along Ash’s body again. ‘I love her smile…’ Misty blinked a bit of sleep out of her eyes. ‘Well, this is going nowhere…’ Misty thoughts were suddenly interrupted by something she’d never felt before. ‘Wha…’ Her eyes open wide as she realized what was happening. Ash had his eyes closed, and was kissing her fiercely, as if he was afraid that it’d be his last. ‘Considering my reputation for sudden acts of violence, who could blame him?’ Misty closed her eyes, and reached around, pulling Ash closer just as he was pulling away. His hand slipped one last time, now gently resting on her waist.

Misty finally, reluctantly, pulled away, but only for lack of air. Ash’s face was bright red, and he slowly licked his lips, the memory of hers pressed against them unforgettable. Misty blushed and glanced away, half rolling over. Ash’s hand on her waist pulled her back, and he looked into her eyes. “Ash… wha…” Ash licked his lips again. “Misty… um… will you go out with me?” he blushed fiercely again. Misty’s eyes widened again. ‘He wants to…’ Grinning, she darted forwards and kissed him on the cheek. “Okay Ash. I’d love to.” Ash grinned madly. “Yeah?” Misty giggled at his goofy grin, which she’d always loved. “Duh, of course. Do you think you’d still be alive after that kiss if I DIDN’T like you?” Ash’s cheeks flashed pink briefly. “Good point.” They smiled at each other happily.

A Week Later… “Morning, Myst.” Ash almost bounced down the stairs, and he wrapped his arms around Misty, kissing her gently on the cheek. “Morning Ash… Uh, you DO know Brock, Dawn and your mum are here, right?” she blushed. Ash released her and blushed. “Yeah, I know…” Brock rolled his eyes. “And to think… it used to be that they couldn’t even go two hours without arguing. One date, and they’re all over each other…” he sighed. “I should be so lucky…” Misty rolled her eyes at her old friend as Ash grabbed a piece of toast and sat down next to her. Dawn half scowled. “It’s kinda sickening…” she muttered under her breath, dark eyes narrowing. Misty glanced over, as she’d heard the comment, but said nothing, as no-one else seemed to have noticed.

After breakfast, Ash and Misty sat down on the couch, leaving Brock to help with the washing up. Ash nervously put his arm around her shoulders, and Misty giggled and snuggled into him, pulling Pikachu onto her lap in the process. “My two favourite boys in the whole, wide world. And I don’t mean Gyarados and Psyduck.” Ash kissed her gently on the cheek, and rubbed Pikachu behind an ear. “My two favourite people; my best friend, and my girlfriend…” he blushed as he said this last part, still not quite used to the more-than-friends part of the word. Misty rolled her eyes and turned on the TV, finding her favourite cartoon channel. “Hey, ‘Thunder Warriors’ is on!” Ash grinned. “I love this show… too.” He glanced down at Misty. “Aww, sweet!” She pecked him on the cheek.

That night… “Okay everybody.” They all looked away from the TV as Delia walked into the living room and placed her hands on her hips. “It’s almost ten ‘o’clock, and you should all be asleep.” Misty yawned and sat up as Ash stretched, actually breaking physical contact for only the fourth time since breakfast. And two of those were so they could each go to the bathroom… “Yeah, I’m beat…” Ash muttered, arms dropping back to Misty’s shoulders. “Yeah… I could sleep…” Misty rubbed her eyes wearily. Their yawns set off Brock and Dawn, and even Pikachu yawned widely, showing off his small, but sharp teeth. “Pi-Kaaaaaaa-Chuuuuuuuu…” Misty smiled and picked him up, kissing him gently on one of his red cheek spots. “You too huh, little guy?’ Pikachu nodded, his eyes slowly closing as he snuggled softly into Misty’s chest.

Delia eyed Ash and Misty as they walked past on their way to the stairs. ‘They look sooo cute together… but they better behave themselves up there, or else…’ Ash finally removed his arm from Misty’s shoulder as they reached the hall outside their rooms. “Goodnight Ash.” Misty leaned forwards and gently kissed him on the lips, still holding Pikachu in her arms. “Goodnight babe…. Uh, Misty.” Ash blushed, kissing her and nervously retreating into his room. Misty stood there stunned for a moment before smiling. ‘He called me babe…’ she shook her head happily, before she opened the door to her room and closed it behind her. At the top of the stairs, unseen, Delia smiled.

Delia stayed up a little longer, looking through some photos of when Ash was a little boy. ‘They grow up so fast…’ she sighed. ‘One moment, they insist that girls are covered in cooties, or some such nonsense… the next, you can’t pry them apart with a crowbar. Or a Pokémon…’ She smiled softly to herself. ‘I’ll have to have a talk with Misty in the morning. Make sure she understands the rules in this house…’ Humming softly, Delia stood up and started packing the photos away into their box. ‘I should try not to scare her though… she’s already nervous around me. Understandable, as she’s dating my only son… ’ she turned off the light and made her way quietly up the stairs. Pausing, she placed her ear to Ash’s door and heard solid snoring; for him, this was normal. Nodding, she carefully opened Misty’s door; the small amount of light in the room allowed her to see the girl, cuddled up with Pikachu, a happy smile on her face. Satisfied that they were where they were supposed to be, Delia closed the door and went to bed.

Misty walked out of the study and breathed out heavily. ‘Man, THAT was awkward…’ She glanced over at Ash, who’d turned around on the couch and was watching her, biting his lip. He’d been like that for a while, worried about what his mother wanted to talk to Misty about; and alone at that. She smiled at him and gave him the thumbs up, causing his face to light up with his boyish grin. “I think I passed inspection…” she whispered to him as she sat down, checking over her shoulder as Delia came out of the room. Delia smiled at them as she walked past into the kitchen, and hummed as she busied herself with preparing lunch. Ash kissed Misty on the cheek. “Of course, Myst. Who doesn’t love you?” she grinned and kissed him back, settling herself in to watch TV with him.

Okay, for those who don’t know the song, here is a link to it. Hopefully, the link will work…:

http://www.metrolyrics.com/whod-have-known-lyrics-lily-allen.html

This song was slowly starting to drill into my brain from being on repeat for over two hours. The moment I finished writing this, I had to hit something…

So, like it? Hate it? Want to kiss me? Want to hit me? Wanna give me money? (Yes, Please!) Wanna force me to watch Teletubbies until I drool uncontrollably? Please, anything but the last one, I beg of you… I know! Instead of that, just flame me, okay? Trust me, ANYTHING’S better than Teletubbies. And I mean ANYTHING! Even flames!

PROFESSOR WOLFSBANE.

14-Nov-09.

7-Jun-10. Originally submitted.

30-Jun-10. (fixed errors)

P.S: This took me about two-n-a-half-hours to write. I know this because my computer, which is new, kept asking me to shut down for an update every bloody hour… (sighs) I’m still figuring this thing out. It’s still better than my old one though… much better, ‘cause the new one’s a Toshiba! J The old one was a Lenovo… has anybody even heard of that? No? Me neither.