I was just going through some of Ash’s stuff to make sure that he had all that he needed for that day out training by himself, just like I normally do. I knew that he’d never pack all the right things and then he’d pay for it later. Unfortunately, in my packing job, I accidentally pulled out one of his many black books. What they were for, at the time, I had no idea. Being the curious Skitty I was, I opened the book. What I found was…astonishing.

Dear Journal,

Why can’t I ever get through a night’s sleep without seeing that girl’s face!! She managed to creep back into my dreams yet again. Not that I should be that surprised. I mean, I see her nearly everyday. Nearly? Wrong word. I mean, EVERYDAY!!!! Why doesn’t she just leave me alone?

Sincerely,

Ash S. Ketchum

The Future Pokemon Master…2-09

Ash’s journal. ASH’S JOURNAL?!?!? I knew that I should have put it back but fate was not on my side.

“Hey Brock! I’m getting ready to head out. Can you put my bag next to the bathroom door?” I heard Ash call out from the in room bathroom.

“Y-Yeah,” I stuttered.

In my haste to place the bag by door, not only did I forget to pack his journal, more of the black books fell out. I check the last one to fall out to make sure that he wasn’t using it and then I shoved all the books under the bed. I set his bag next to the bathroom door and raced out of the room. There was no way I was going to be in the same room with him in case he found out about the books.

So I hid down stair with Nurse Joy as my cover. I watched Ash come down the stairs and then come straight towards me.

“Hey Ash! I made some poffins for your pokemon while you guys are out training!” Dawn squealed, shoving the poffins towards him.

“K. Thanks, Dawn,” Ash sighed, continuing his path towards me.

I tried to shrink to avoid being seen but, that didn’t quite work out. I felt his hand reach over my shoulder. I couldn’t help but think that was a bit weird until…

Pain raced through my ear. He had grabbed my ear and tugged me towards the video phones.

“Now listen closely. I’m expecting a call at noon. I need you to be down here to answer that call. As soon as you get that call, have Dawn use Pachiritsu to send an electric message through the sky. I need you to do that for me,” Ash directed me. He released my ear and patted my back, “You can do that, right? Later Brocko!”

With that, Ash and his beloved Pikachu ran out the door. I rubbed my ear and tried to remember anyone had ever pulled my ear that hard before. Easy. When Misty was last with us.

I sighed and went to retrieve the first black book. Curiosity had gripped me so tightly that I couldn’t resist it.

Dear Journal,

Grrr…Lost another battle. Maybe the old man was right. Maybe I’m not cut out to make it as a trainer. No! I refuse to believe him! I will become a Pokemon Master! I will! I will! I WILL!!!

On another note, I STILL couldn’t get the girl out of my head last night! What’s going on with me? Since when do I dream about…girls?

Sincerely,

Ash S. Ketchum

The Future Pokemon Master…2-10

Dear Journal,

I caught a Krabby! Sweet! I’m so happy! On a downer, I found out that I could only carry 6 pokemon with me at all times. And from all the snottiest of people. That stupid girl who is constantly haunting all my dreams! Cripe, I haven’t even known her for a month and a half and she’s already planted herself firmly into my mind! GAH!!! Women…

Sincerely,

Ash S. Ketchum

The Future Pokemon Master…2-11

Dear Journal,

Mom was no help. I call her to ask her and she starts going on how my father was about the same age as me when he started to really flirt with her. What kind of mother says that? Someone please tell me that. Oh! And then she reminds about the underwear thing…again. I’m ten for crying out loud! I think that I can take care of myself.

And yes, again, I dreamt of the stupid girl. GRRR!!!! I want her to get out of my mind!

Sincerely,

Ash S. Ketchum

The Future Pokemon Master…2-12

RING! RING! RING! PHONE CALL! PHONE CALL!

I jumped, started from the phones all going off at once. I raced to each one, yelled out who they were for. Finally, I got to the last phone.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Brock? Where’s Ash? He told me to call him here,” a familiar voice sounded.

“Misty?!” I gasped, “Just a second! DAWN!!! BRING PACHIRITSU!!!!”

I dragged the girl and the pokemon outside and shot the most powerful electric attack into the sky that we could. I paced the outside of the center waiting.

“BROCK!!!!” I heard Ash yell.

“Ash! Misty’s on the phone!” I yelled back searching for him.

“ROAR!!!!” I heard from above.

I looked up and saw Charizard with Ash atop it.

“I knew she’d call. Charizard, down!” Ash ordered.

Ash didn’t even wait for Charizard to land before the excitement caught up with him. He jumped down and raced inside. I couldn’t help but laugh. But I was a little curious why Charizard was there. Oh well.

I snuck into the phone room and grabbed the black book I was on. Then I raced up the stairs. I had always heard that curiosity killed the Meowth, but I never knew how close to the truth that could be. If Ash caught me, I’d be dead.

+6 hours later+

I never put the books down. Ash never came up and I never stopped reading. I figured out that the girl Ash had been talking about was Misty plus what kind of dreams he had been going through. And as Ash grew up, not only did his writing capabilities, but also what he dreamt about. No longer was the bottom signature The Future Pokemon Master. Oh no, that was lost in the second book. It went from that to Pikachu and Togepi leader to I can’t wait to till then to somebody shoot me, which it took me forever to figure out, to finally, I love Mist. That nearly killed me! I couldn’t believe he wrote that!

Dear Journal,

Tomorrow, I start my new leg of my journey. The Sinnoh Region. Haha. It’s hard to believe how far I’ve come after Misty yanked me out of the river. It’s…it’s still not the same since Mist left. Yeah, I’ve met a lot of great people but, Misty was my first true friend. After she left, I felt empty. Not just because I lost a friend but because I never got to tell her how much I loved her. Soon after that I met May and Max. They didn’t help stop the pain and emptiness. It seemed right after that Misty and I lost Togep-I mean Togetic. Still not used to that. Misty decided to go back to the gym after that. Another crushing blow.

Now that I think about it, the only reason that I stayed in the Hoenn League after that was because I thought it was what Misty wanted. I was just so depressed. I had lost not only the girl that I loved, again, but I had also lost my first “child”. That’s right. I remember now. Togepi almost always called me daddy.

I’m only taking Pikachu with me into this new region. Hopefully I can get by without toasting another bike. Hahaha…That’s how my entire journey with Misty truly started. I hope I don’t anger another flock of Spearow. Cripe, that be horrible.

It’s odd. I don’t want to stop writing. I have to, sometime, but…I just don’t want to. It’s like my hand is trying to stop me from leaving the region where Misty is by stalling. Like that would happen. I’m a trainer. I have to travel. Plus the fact that I don’t even have the courage to go to Misty and confess my never ending love to her. Cripe…I’m starting to sound like Brock.

*sigh* I better hit the hay. Perhaps I’ll get some actual sleep tonight. Maybe…Most likely not.

Sincerely,

Ash S. Ketchum

Somebody Shoot m- no. Time for a true change. NO. That’s not it….I know.

I love Mist…6-29

I set the books aside on Ash’s bunk. He was sure to be back soon. I couldn’t help but to think back into the entries that I had read. Disseption, loneliness, a horrible past…Who ever knew that Ash S. Ketchum, the hyper active trainer that had always sent a signal of happiness to humans and pokemon alike, had so many dark, hidden secrets?