In this chapter you finally find out what happened to Misty! Will Gary catch up with her?
Is she going to get away? Stay tuned and find out! (Theme music for Pokemon)

	Disclaimers:  You know I don't own Pokemon so heck with the disclaimers. 

	Rating:  PG13  Again, a little lime-scentedness and like two swear words (Woah boy)

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	Stubborn Love
	By Silver V
	Part 2



	Ash frowned at the clock. Misty should have been back by now, it was twelve
o'clock. He started to imagine all sorts of scenarios but stopped because he was just
scaring himself more.
	"Is she here yet?" Brock walked into the hotel room the two boys shared.
	"No. I'm worried about that brat. She doesn't know the kind of slime Gary is. Well I
tried to warn her but it was no wonder she didn't take my advice." Ash’s eyebrows drew
together in frustration and worry.
  	"You think we should go look for her?"
	"Let's give her another half an hour."
	Brock nodded, his own imagination starting to go a little wild. What if she was eaten
by wild Pokemon? 
	"Pikachu?" (She here yet?) Pikachu walked in with his ever faithful companion, the
ketchup bottle.
	"Nope. We're going to look for her in a half an hour." Brock’s thoughts continued to
wander. What if she was eaten by wild cannibals? He shuddered. Now his imagination was
getting to weird so he shut it down and watched his friend pace.
	"Pika." (Okay.) Pikachu went sat beside Brock, now both of them watching Ash pace
around the small room.		
	"He so obviously likes her."
	"Pika pi." (Right.)
	"You guys! She's could be dead for all we know, and your talking about me having a
crush on her!?! I don't even have a crush on her, I'm just worried about her. She's my
friend." Ash had stopped while he shouted at them, now he resumed his wearing down of
the carpet.
	"Right. We believe you Ash."
	"There’s no talking to you."
	"Pika pi! Katchu, chu pika!" (A half an hour has passed!)
	"Okay, let's go!" The three, well two, grabbed their coats, and they ran outside. 
	"You go that way! Me and Pikachu will go over there!" Ash shouted, and he and
Pikachu raced off.
	"Uh, Okay!" Brock ran down the street, shouting Misty's name until he was hoarse.

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	Gary groaned, and rose to his feet. ~That little wild-cat. She managed to get away,
and injure me at the same time. I'll make her pay for turning me down. No one turns down
Gary Oak.~ Gary smiled, rather evilly, as an idea came into his head. Oh yes, he would
make her pay.

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	"Misty, where are you?" Ash and Pikachu had checked out all the movie theatres,
cafe's and other buildings that they could find. Now Ash was really worried. Where could
she be?
	"Piiikaaaaccchhhuuu!!" (Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!) Ash turned, startled, to where
Pikachu was pointing and screaming.
	"Oh my gosh! Misty!" Ash ran to Misty and knelt by her side. He checked her pulse
and sighed in relief. At least she was alive. Not by much, but she was alive.
	"Pikachu! Go find Brock, and get him to phone an ambulance to come over here!"
	"Pika!" (Right!) Pikachu darted off. Ash stared at Misty. He fervently hoped she'd be
all right. She sure didn't look to good. Her clothes were all dirty, ripped, and stained with
blood. Her head was gashed pretty badly, there was dried blood matting her hair, and her
arm was twisted behind her in an un-natural position.
	"Oh god Misty, please don't die. I don't know what I would do if you died. Who
would I fight with?" Ash picked up Misty and cradled her in his arms. At that moment
Brock came running over.    
	"Ash! Pikachu found me and I called the hospital, and they're sending over an
ambulance. Is she going to be all right?"
	"How should I know!? I'm not a doctor or anything! For all I know she might die!
She better not die! I couldn't live without her! Hurry! Where's that stupid ambulance!?
Don't they know this is an emergency!?!? I'll sue them!"
	"Ash! Calm down, you're acting like a love-sick fool!"
	Ash stopped short. "I am?"
	"Yes you are. I'm worried to, but you have to stay calm. Ranting and raving isn't
going to help us!"
	"But what if she dies!? I couldn't live with myself if she died!"
	"Yes I know, I love her too." (Sv-  they’re friends!)
	"So do I- uh.........as a friend!"
	"Uh-huh." 
	"Pika pi!" (The doctors!) Ash and Brock moved out of the way.
	"Check her vitals!" (Sv-  Heard that on a show, but I know next to nothing about
doctoring and that.) The ambulance people ran up and did all that stuff like checking her
pulse, and....stuff. They loaded her onto one of those little white stretcher things and
shoved her into the ambulance. Ash and Brock sat beside her.

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	"Will she be all right!?" Ash pounced on the doctor as soon as he walked into the
waiting room.
	"Yes son, she'll be all right. But that was a nasty blow to the head, and her arms
broken. Do you know what happened?"
	"Actually I don't. She went out on a date and when she didn't come back we went to
look for her and found her like that."
	"Oh, well. You can go see her if you like. But be careful not to wake her, she needs
her rest."
	"Okay. Uh....what room is she in?"
	"114."
	Ash dashed off down the hall. When he found room 114, he tentatively opened the
door and walked in.
	"Misty?" he whispered. She was sleeping peacefully and looked like an angel. Well, an
angel with a big bandage on her head and arm and a grubby face, but still an angel. He
went and sat by her side.
	"You don't know how glad I am to see you're all right. I bet it was Gary who did this.
Boy when I get my hands on that creep..... I told you didn't I. I bet you fought like a wild
cat though. That's my Misty." Ash softly wiped some dirt away from her cheek and she
stirred. He withdrew his hand swiftly when she groaned and opened her eyes. 
	"Hullo Ash. Guess you were right after all." Misty tried to smile, but didn't really
succeed.
	"Why!? What'd he do to you!? That creep!"
	"Calm down Ash, uh nothing happened, he just um, pushed me down and then ran
off. Why do you even care?"
	"Misty, come on. Of course I care. You're my friend. And he didn't just push you
down."
	"How do you know?"
	"I know Gary. He doesn't have a great reputation, as I tried to tell you so many times
before. But he's never actually tried to kill someone."
	"Ash, Gary didn't give me the split head." Misty said.
	"But you just said that he pushed you down! Now I know your lying!"
	Misty cursed herself for letting him lead her into a trap. She tried to get out of it. "Uh,
when he pushed me down, I didn't get the split head, when I was um, running away I hit a
wall, and that's how I split my head." Well, that was mostly true, except for the reason
why she was running away. Ash stared at her with a raised eyebrow.
	"Uh-huh, sure. Misty, why won't you tell me that he harassed you? It wasn't your
fault."
	When he said that, Misty cracked. That it was her fault had been her biggest fear.
"But it was! I probably lead him on! It was my clothes! I shouldn't have worn such a short
skirt! Oh Ash I'm so stupid!" Misty stared to sob. Ash was shocked. Why did she think it
was her fault? Then he thought about an article in one of those girls 'ym' or 'teen'
magazines he had read as a joke with his friends. It was about a girl telling about being
assaulted and what it did to her life after. She didn't tell anyone for a long time because she
was ashamed, thinking it had been her fault, and partly because she was scared, scared that
the guy would come after her if she told anyone. Well Ash knew he wouldn't let anything
happen to Misty, he would kill Gary if he tried to hurt her again. But Misty didn't know
that. He would just have to convince her it wasn't her fault, and he would protect her.
Hmm, but how to do that? 
	Ash sat down on the bed beside her, and took her head gently in his hands. "Misty.
You know it wasn't your fault."
	"Yes it was!"
	"It was Gary's fault! Can't you see that?"
	Misty fell silent. She hadn't thought of it as Gary's fault. She thought she was the one
to lead him onto abusing her, but when she looked back on it, she realized she had done
absolutely nothing. Her clothes were the dress of a normal teen, and her actions were that
of someone going on a date, not someone looking for a wild night.
	Ash looked at Misty's face screwed up in thought, he could tell she was realizing the
truth of the matter. "So? Do you accept what really happened?"
	She gave him a withering look. that could have peeled paint. "Not 'accept', but I know
it wasn't my fault. I feel better." but Misty didn't look like she felt better at all, she was
scrunched as much as she could into a ball and her face had a pinched worried look.
	"Misty? You don't look much better."
	"Of course I don't feel much better you idiot, I've got a broken arm and a bashed
head, now get out of here, I wanna see Brock and Pikachu."
	Ash saluted. "Yes ma'am, glad to see your feeling well enough to yell at me."
	Misty rolled her eyes but she did give a tentative smile. Ash grinned and went out of
the room to find Brock and Pikachu.

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	"So Misty, now that your finally out of the hospital, where do you want to go? You
get to pick."
	"Okay. Hmm, I know! When I was lying in that stupid hospital bed, I saw a pamphlet
advertising this resort thing, and its in Cerulean City. I just wanna relax and visit my sisters
right now, if that’s okay with you."
	"I think that’s the perfect way for you to feel better," Brock said, "Besides, I'd like to
visit the three gorgeous Sensational Sisters."
	"Of course." Misty said with a little smile. Brock sighed. In earlier days she would
have rolled her eyes and said some nasty retort or simply hit him. She seemed to have
calmed down allot, and he missed the old fiery (some would call savage) Misty. ~I bet Ash
does to.~ Brock thought, glancing over at the frowning Ash.
	"Pika, kachu." (So do I.) Brock nodded and on a sudden impulse, leaned over to
scoop up Pikachu, launching him at Misty.
	"KACHU!" 
	Misty turned, startled to here Pikachu shriek, and was hit in the face with a flying
yellow blob.
	"Pika! Chu, katchu, pika!" (Brock threw me!)
	"Brock! Grow up!" Misty wacked him over the head and Brock grinned. The old
Misty was still in there.
	"Oh. Brock, where did Ash go?"
	Brock glanced around, and sure enough, Ash had disappeared. "I dunno. He was here
a minute ago. Pikachu?"
	"Pi, chu, ka, pika chu." (He went to go buy a drink.)
	"What an idiot. Couldn't he have waited?" Misty shook her head and sat down. "We'll
wait tell he comes, then leave."
	When Ash finally appeared, Misty scolded him then set out for Cerulean City and the
resort.
	When they got there, they were met with three sisters who were delighted to see their
little sister and her friends.
	"I thought you would never come for a visit!" Daisy shrieked when they saw Misty.
	"Well like, why did you come? You hardly ever come unless something’s like
happened." Lily said.
	"Totally." Violet agreed.
	"Something did happen, that's why we came, so I could un-wind." Misty said softly.
	"And like what happened?" Daisy said with a concerned look on her face. Misty didn't
look to well.
	"I'll tell you later."
	"Like, if you really want to." Violet said, while Lily ushered everyone into the living
room.
	"And you can stay in your old room Misty, and Ash, you can like stay in whatever
room you want, like maybe Misty's?" Lily giggled while Ash's face turned red and Misty
rolled her eyes. That was just like her sisters. Assuming and wishing for the impossible.
	"No, actually Lily, we're staying at a resort."
	"Oh, well you can chat all you want before like leaving!" 
	Misty smiled and her and her sisters reminisced about old times. Then Misty politely
asked the guys to leave the room for a minute, and Misty told her sisters the real reason
for coming there. The guys heard gasps, shrieks and crying from the room. (Along with a
couple death wishes for Gary) When Misty finally came out of the room, she smiled at the
boys, told them she felt better after talking with her sisters, and they all left, with much
crying and pleading for them to stay from Violet, Lily and Daisy.
	When they got to the resort they were told all about the wonders of this resort and
given two adjoining rooms.

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	"Aaahhh." Misty relaxed in the hot tub. She let her mind wander, thinking about
how much her life had changed since she had fished Ash out of the lake. At first they had
fought every chance they could. They still do, but it sort of had turned into a flirting
contest. That is until a while ago, when Misty went out on a date with a certain someone.
Even the flirting was gone. Misty was rudely shaken out of her reverie by someone
pounding on the room of her door.
	“Miss! Get out of there! We want to speak with you!” An insistent voice yelled.
Then a familiar voice added,
	“Misty, come on out. It’s fine.” Ash said. Misty quickly dried off and threw on her
shorts and top. She didn’t bother with her hair or anything. 
	“What?” Misty walked out of the room , and was faced with two big tough men
wearing police clothes. She stopped short. “What are policemen doing here?” She turned
to face Ash with a murderous look on her face and he caught his breath at the sight she
presented. Her hair was messy, her face all shiny and clean, and her eyes flashing. She
looked like her old self. She wacked Ash on the head and then turned to the cops.
	“What do you want?” she snapped. “Can’t you see I’m trying to have a vacation?”
	The cops ignored her. “We would like to ask you a few questions concerning Gary
Oak. We’ve been having complaints and reports about this young man, and somebody said
a Misty Waterflower had a run in with him.” One of the cops, a big guy with curling
brown hair, grabbed her arm and started dragging off the shocked Misty. Ash and Brock
followed. 
	
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	“Now. What happened that somebody would want to report?” The policeman
behind the desk asked Misty. The nameplate read Chief Benot.
	“It’s none of your business!” Misty glared daggers at him.
	“If something happened, and your answer implies that something happened, it is
our business.”
	“Well actually no it isn’t. That’s the past, its over, I don’t care anymore!” Misty
was livid, but Ash could see behind her angry attitude that she was still hurting.
	“Ma’am, it is. You wouldn’t want this to happen to another girl would you?”
	“I don’t have to listen to this! You didn’t even ask me if I would come, you
dragged me! Its not going to happen to another girl because no one is that stupid! Come
on Ash, Brock, we’re leaving.”
	“Unfortunately, even though I am a cop, I don’t have the authority to keep you
here without a lawyer present, and permission from your guardian, so if you would like to
help us we would greatly appreciate it.”
	“Well, I’m not staying. Good-bye Mr. big policeman, I hope we never meet again.”
Misty stormed out of the room, dragging Brock who was the closest to her.
	“Boy, I’d take care of her, she sure is full of spirit. And a looker too, but be
careful, she’s still hurting.” Benot said to Ash. He blushed at the thought that he was her
boyfriend, but he knew what Chief Benot said was true. She was fragile and vulnerable
right now, and he had to look after her.
	“Right.” Ash saluted the chief and strolled out of there after Misty.

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	“Really! The nerve of him, asking me questions he had no right to ask!” Misty
fumed.
	“He actually did have the right to ask you those questions.” Brock said tentatively,
and got a shoe in the face for his efforts. Misty sniffed and walked briskly toward the
resort. “Now let’s go, I have a bath to finish.”
	"Pika katchu!" (Me too!)

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	Gary Oak grinned from his hiding place, watching Misty striding along with her head
held high. It wouldn’t be so high when he was through with her. He grinned maliciously.

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	"Misty? You wanna go for a walk?" Ash called through her door.
	"Uh, okay I guess so." Misty pulled on some sweats and a bunny-hug over her shirt.
She smoothed her hair into a flip-flop, not into the ponytail she used to wear that stuck
out of the side of her head. She opened the door and Misty smiled at Ash waiting outside,
he looked sweet with his hair messy as usual and wearing a windbreaker over the black
shirt. He had given up on the vest when a girl had complimented him and said he looked
better without it.
	They walked out of the building and started strolling down the street-lamp lit street.
They shared idle chit-chat, until they ran out of thing's to talk about. The silence was
finally broken by Ash's voice.
	"So, uh Misty you wanna talk about it?"
	Misty immediately went on her guard. "Talk about what?"
	"Well, you know. I'm here for you, and I know you said back at the hospital that you
knew it wasn't your fault and you felt better, but you don't seem too swell now." 
	Misty glared up at him. "I feel fine thank-you! You just don't get it do you! You'll
always be the little immature 11-year old! Can't you just give up?"
	Ash was getting tired of Misty blowing up at him if he brought up that night, so he
lashed back out at her. 
	"Well fine! You'll always be that obnoxious annoying ugly awkward 11-year old too!"
	"Shut-up Ash! I have grown-up! More than you ever will!" This wasn't like they're
old spats, this was a full-fledged war.
	"No you shut-up! You think you may have grownup but your still a selfish little thing!
Can't you grow up and accept it?" Ash didn't know why he was getting so angry, but his
nerves were just rubbed raw over worrying about Misty, and trying to help.
	"Accept it? Accept it?" Misty's voice rose with each word until she was shrieking at
him. "Accept it! I will never 'accept' it! I hate Gary and all guys for what they've done to
me! Do you know that every guy I've ever met called me ugly, loser, loudmouth,
everything! Until I met you! You fought with me sure, but you weren't mean! I thought
you were different!" Misty was crying hard now, the tears that were flowing over her
fisted hands broke Ash's heart. "I thought you were different, that's why I fell in love with
you, but now I see your just the same as every other guy I've met!"
	Ash stared at her, not hearing anything after the words 'fell in love with you.' "Misty,
I'm sorry." He reached out his hand to her but she backed up and ran away.
	Ash stood in a daze, staring after her. What had he done? He shook his head, he had
to follow her. What if she got hurt or something? Ash raced after her.

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	Misty ran blindly, tears obscuring her vision. How could he? He had crushed
whatever self-confidence she had left. She hated all guys, she would never let another one
get close enough to hurt her again.
	"Hello Misty," a figure stepped out of the shadows. Misty stopped short and started
backing away fearfully. Who was it?
	"I've come to finish what I've started. You seem to have tarnished my reputation so
the least I can do is repay you for your kindness." With a growl Gary launched himself at
Misty. She was to scared to do anything except stay rooted to the spot. She came to her
senses when he yanked off her bunny-hug and ripped her shirt. She beat on his back with
her fists and started screaming. He clamped a hand on her mouth and dragged her toward
a nearby alley. She struggled wildly, and bit his hand, then started screaming as loud as she
could.
	"Damn! Shut up bitch!" Gary punched her in the head and she went limp, shocked.

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	Ash ran faster, hearing screams. ~Oh God, please let her be okay,~ he prayed
fervently. He panicked when the screams suddenly stopped and charged into a nearby
alley. He saw red when his gaze took in Gary dragging a limp, Misty to a dark corner of
the alley.
	"Gary." His voice was dangerously low. "Put her down."
	Gary whirled around to see Ash standing with his fists clenched and raised as if
getting ready for a fight. (which he was)
	"Ketchum. How good to see you. Have you come to watch?"
	With a cry of rage Ash barrelled into Gary, knocking him to the ground. Gary
dropped Misty and she hit the ground with a thud. The bump jarred her awake and she
woke to see Ash beating up on a snivelling Gary.
	"Ow, ow, stop it! I'll go away!"
	"Will you really?"
	"Yes yes, now lemme go!"
	Being the kind, fair, nice (and a little stupid) guy that he was Ash backed away from
Gary hesitantly, and turned to face Misty with worry in his eyes. She let out an
ear-piercing scream when she saw Gary get up with a snarl and charge at Ash.
	"Ash!"
	Ash whirled around in time, and executed an easy kick, catching him in the face. Gary
stumbled back a few steps, clutching a bleeding nose. He shrieked in rage and charged at
Ash again. They got into a fist-fight, both matched in size and weight, but Ash being
stronger and having the advantage from walking everywhere and training while Gary lazed
around in his red convertible. Ash gave a killer uppercut to Gary's jaw, and he crumpled to
the ground, unmoving. 
	Ash walked over to Misty and gently picked her up. She started sobbing into his
shoulder. 
	"Sshh, sshh, its okay. Come on, let's go to the police. I think this time you'll report
him?"
	Misty managed to nod and continued to cry. Ash found her bunny-hug and pulled it
on over her shredded tee-shirt.
	He walked back to the resort, cradling Misty like a baby, who continued to sob into
his shoulder. When he walked into the building the clerk at the desk stared in shock at the
bruised and bloody pair.
	“My goodness! What happened?”
	“We’re fine, now could you please give me a key to room two-fifteen. I seem to have
lost mine.”
	"Yeah," Misty lifted her tear-streaked face off of Ash's shoulder. "We're fine, I just
want to go to my room."
	“If your sure,” he said looking dubiously at them.
	“I’m sure, now give me the key.” Ash snapped. The clerk handed it over and Ash
took the elevator up to Misty’s room. He unlocked the door and walked inside, laying
Misty out on the bed. He walked to the window and stared out at the night sky, thinking.
Scrubbing his hands over his face, he cursed himself. Misty probably hated him now. He
had been such an insensitive jerk, yelling and insulting her. Ash glanced over at where she
was laying and saw she had fallen asleep. Most likely as soon as her head had hit the
pillow. He walked quietly out the door.

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	“Ash! What happened! Why were you gone so long?” Brock pounced on him the
minute he went into the room they shared. 
	“Me and Misty got into a fight and she ran off. Gary found her.” Ash said in a cold
dispassionate voice.
	“Oh my God! Is she okay?” Brock started to run out of the room to check on her but
Ash grabbed his arm. “She’s sleeping right now. I got there in time and beat him to a
bloody pulp.”
	Brock stared at Ash. “You okay buddy? Your acting like you don’t care.”
	Ash narrowed his eyes. “And why should I?”
	“Pikachu pika katchu pi ka ka chu?” (Uh, maybe because you love her) Ash’s barriers
finally crumpled, and he admitted to himself what his heart had known all along. That he
was hopelessly, desperately and completely in love with the little red-haired, spirited girl
he had met five years ago. Misty.
	“Yeah, but does she still love me?” He traced the carpet patterns with one finger,
utterly depressed.
	“Man, pull yourself together, of course she loves you! Now get into her room and
give her the comfort that she needs, I can hear her crying. She obviously woke up.” Brock
hauled Ash up and shoved him forcefully out the door.
	“Pika katchu chu pika?” (Do you think everything will be okay?)
	“Yes it will! This is true love, and nothing can stop true love! I am the expert on love!
Superloveman!” Brock struck a pose with a big heart on his chest. Pikachu face-vaulted.

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	Ash slowly pushed open the door. “Misty?”
	“A-ash? Oh Ash I’m so scared! I don’t wanna report him because then I’ll have to
face him again! I don’t want to do that!”
	Ash walked over to her bed and sat down beside her. She threw herself into his arms
and sobbed, once again, into his shoulder.
	“Misty. Come on, you can do it. Don’t back down. The old Misty would have
marched right into the courtroom and hit Gary with the mallet and then testified against
him.”
	Misty smiled at the image it made. Ash pulled her to her feet and led her into the
bathroom. “Now you have a shower, and get yourself all clean and ready for bed. You’ll
feel better.”
	Misty stood on tip-toe and kissed him softly and quickly on the mouth. “Thanks Ash.”
She closed the door and he could soon hear the shower running. He lifted a hand to his
mouth and could feel his lips tingle. Then, feeling ridiculous, he walked back to her bed
and waited for her to come out.
	When she finally did come out, dressed in her pyjamas and looking much better, she
sat on the bed beside him.
	“Well, you need your sleep, and we have to pay a visit to Chief Benot tomorrow, so
I’ll go back to my own room now. Night Misty.” He kissed her on the forehead, and
started to pull back but she grabbed his face in her hands and pulled him down for a long,
bruising kiss. The suddenness of the movement made Ash lose his balance and he toppled
over onto Misty. She froze up and stared up into his deep brown eyes. He started to roll
off her, even though it took an incredible amount of will-power to do so, but she grabbed
his shoulders and pulled him back down
	“Stay with me tonight.” Misty kissed him again. Ash was in shock. She wanted him to
stay with her? Was she saying what he thought she was saying? 
	“Unless I can’t trust you.” she scowled fiercely at him. 
	~Aw shucks. She wasn’t saying what I thought she was saying.~  Ash gulped and
nodded. Misty scowl turned into a smile. He rolled off the bed and shut off the light then
climbed back in again. He gathered her to him, and rested his chin on the top of her bright
red hair. He ran his fingers through that silky hair, then leaned back and looked into her
sea-green eyes. No wonder Gary wanted her. He leaned forward and kissed her. What
started as a light playful kiss turned into a passionate one and Ash nearly lost his control.
He pulled back breathing hard and rested his chin on her head again. 
	Misty inhaled his smell and buried her face into his shirt. “I love you, you know.” she
said sleepily and felt him pull back. “What?” she blinked at him. He was staring at her in
astonishment. 
	“You love me? But I thought you hated me for the things I said, and how I hurt you!"
	“Mmm?” Misty stopped playing with his wild black hair, and tried to remember what
they were talking about. Oh yeah. Her loving him and so forth. “But after the way you
came to my rescue? No way could I hate you then. My hero.” she giggled and kissed the
tip of his nose. Ash grinned and kissed her back. 
	“I love you too.” He said when they had pulled back for air, feeling the need to
breathe.
	She grinned up at him, a twinkle dancing in her eye. 
	“You don’t look surprised or anything.” he said mildly.
	“No, I already knew you loved me, I just wanted to hear you say it.”
	Ash ruffled her hair. “I love you.” he said again.
	“Yes I know, now shut-up, I wanna sleep.”
	“I don’t think your temper’s ever going to get better.” he remarked.
	“My temper!? Why you little!” and Ash and Misty were off on another one of they’re
infamous fights. Although this time they would have little kissing intervals before resuming
their bickering.
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	“Sounds like everything’s all right over there.” Brock said to Pikachu, at the sounds
of Ash and Misty fighting.
	“Piiikaaa.” (Mmhhm.)
	“You know we never did give them that picture we took around the fire.”
	“Piiikaaa.” (Mmhhm.)
	“I guess they don’t really need it now.”
	“Piiikaaa.” (Mmhhm.)
	“But maybe we should still give it too them.”
	“Piiikaaa. Pi ka chu chu pi ka.” (Mmhhm. Now shut-up and lemme sleep.)
	“What do you think?”
	“PIKA!” (Shut-up!) And Pikachu electrocuted Brock.
	“I wish Nurse Joy would go out with me.” Brock gasped out, and Pikachu got a big
sweatdrop on his head as he thundershocked Brock again.
	Just another normal day with the gang. Pikachu frying Brock and Ash and Misty
fighting. Yep, everything was perfect.

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I’m done! I’m done! Praise be to God! I’m done! 
I’m so sorry for all of you who waited, and waited for the second part to come out. I was
just sooooo busy with dancing. And School. I hate school. Too much work. 
Anyway, thanks so much to all the people who emailed me after part 1. And thanx people
for giving me the fist-fight idea. Why don’t you all email me and tell me what you thought
of part 2? Personally I thought 1 was better than 2. 
And don’t you hate it when you name a fanfic at the beginning and then the title doesn’t fit
the fic at the end? That’s what happened here. It should have been named ‘Winning Love’,
or ‘Scared Love’, or something like that. Whatever.

Until next fanfic! (and there will be another) 


Silver V