Hello all! Glad to have you reading! This is my first pokemon fanfic and the first fanfic I've had the pleasure of writing in a long time, so I must say I'm estatic to post this story.
This is a one-shot fic (possibly two-shot if I continue it). This story has a rating of PG-13 for slight content issues as well as complicated reading. Also, the focus for the story will be Advanceshipping with a slight Contestshipping notion for all you contestshippers. If I do continue, there will be slight Pokeshipping as well.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Pokemon. Pokemon is the sole property of its creator Satoshi Tajiri, and its producetion companies (domestically (in the United States) by Pokemon USA/The Pokemon Company, and internationally by Shogakukan and OLM). I personally own only the ideas portrayed in this fic and I receive no monotary value for this fic.
Personality Change - Ash: With his experience with Bayleef in Jhoto, I doubt Ash is as dense about love as the anime makes him out to be...so there's a not-so-dense Ash for you here.
Age Change - May: May was held back 2 years from going on her pokemon journey, because of her inexperience with pokemon. She is nearly 13 in this fic, while Ash is 15.
Italics - Thoughts
Italics in quotes - emphasized words
Unfortunately, I had to separate a one-chaptered fic into two parts b/c of it's length...sorry!
When Earth Meets Ocean
Why does this sort of thing always seem to happen to us? And on today of all days? Ash Ketchum angrily thought to himself as he ran down the beaten path, with his traveling companion May at his side.
The day had not started well for Ash and the gang. They were on a tight schedule, speeding towards Pacifidlog Town on the fastest speedboat they could find. They weren’t too worried about the timing then; the registration for the last contest of the year didn’t end till the end of the day, and by then it was only around ten or so. They were full of breakfast that Brock had cooked up for them in a hurry, the seas were calm, and the sky was clear of clouds. The ocean consumed his thoughts as he stared across it’s expanse to the occasional island.
The ocean is a deep sapphire blue…just like her eyes.
Ash sat straight up from where he leaned over the railing of the boat, already taking notice of his face feeling a tad warmer.
“Hey Ash! You okay? You look like you’re starting to get burned.” His long-time traveling companion Brock pointed out matter-of-factly. He reached into his pack before pulling out some lotion and tossing it to Ash.
“Y-Yeah, thanks Brock.” Ash stuttered, still shaken from his own thoughts.
“Are you alright Ash? You don’t look so good,” chimed in Max. “You never stutter.”
“Yeah Ash, is there something wrong?” added May.
“I’m fine, just remembering some things while we travel.” Ash responded cheerfully, smiling at May in particular as he did so. He passed the lotion back to Brock before pulling his hat over his eyes slightly, clearly showing he wanted a bit of rest while they waited for the boat to reach the port.
May. For the past month or so, she has never been far from his thoughts. When Ash first met her he saw a young, inexperienced trainer who knew next to nothing about Pokémon…much like himself all those years ago. He had planned on coming to Hoenn to start all over again, and planned on travelling alone; but not even a day into his journey in this new land and he already had a new companion. At the time he thought that it couldn’t be helped; he would help May begin her journey and get her started with her training, then continue down his own path. Of course, then Norman, May’s father, talked Ash into taking her with him. He still remembered that conversation they had…
Norman had taken Ash to the destroyed gym. He took Ash away from the group to talk to him about some advice, trainer to trainer, before he left for his journey.
“So Norman, what kind of advice are we talking about here?” inquired Ash, eager to get straight to the point and get on with his journey.
Norman, who still had his back to Ash, took a deep breath before turning to face him. Ash suddenly noticed that despite his still relatively young looks, the man before him had been through a lot over the years and had gained much wisdom during that time. Ash knew whatever he said was important, so he gave Norman, who still had his eyes closed in thought and his hand to his chin. After a few uncomfortable moments, Norman acknowledged him. “Have you ever released a prized Pokémon back into the wild?”
Ash both smiled and frowned inside at this question. He had released a few Pokémon over his years of travel; two specific one’s popped into his head straight away. Ash nodded, “yeah, I let the first Pokémon I caught, Butterfree, go with his mate to start a family, and I let my Pigeot go to help protect his cousins from attack by a group of Spearow.”
Norman visibly relaxed at this. “Well then, I’m sure you know how painful it is to let one of your best friends go, not knowing if you’ll ever see them again? Not knowing how they’ll fare on their own?”
Ash nodded, still not completely understanding where he was going with this.
Norman took a deep breath before continuing. “Look Ash, I know you have your own journey, your own plans that you wish to follow. But I must ask you to do me a favor. Please take May with you. I know how crazy it is when you start an adventure, and how dangerous it can be out there by yourself. I don’t want her braving the region alone, not on her first time out. That’s why I held her back two years before letting her go on her own adventure. I worry about her all the time, seeing as she’s never been out on her own before. Seeing as you’ve traveled before many times, I was hoping you could teach her all you know about Pokémon and how to survive on her own. Show her the ropes you know?” He finished with a bated breath, waiting for Ash patiently to respond to his request.
Ash considered his proposal. May was a slow walker, complained a lot, and new next to nothing about Pokémon. There was so much to teach he wouldn’t know where to start. Kinda like me when I started. He reminded himself. He knew he couldn’t turn down a request such as this from the beginning, but for some reason decided to think it over anyways.
“Don’t worry Norman, I’ll take her with me on my journey. You’ve got nothing to worry about.” Ash confidently replied.
Norman broke into a wide grin before seizing the startled boy in a big hug.
“Thanks a lot Ash, you have no idea how much this means to me. Please take good care of her.” He said as he released Ash from his tight grip.
“No problem Norman, I’ll be sure to protect May for you. I promise.” Ash replied, still slightly shaken from the hug.
“I’m holding you to that promise Ash.” Norman said while extending his hand.
Ash grasped the hand firmly and shook it, before the pair walked out of the gym towards the front porch.
That all happened so long ago, yet I still remember it as clearly as if I heard it all yesterday. He said to himself, as he coyly glanced towards the young coordinator who sat across from him, who was currently occupied with her Beautifly. She had grown so much since then. Though she didn’t follow the path of the trainer like her father wanted her to, she still had developed and blossomed into a beautifully talented coordinator, one who could make her parents and fans back home. Her skills, which had been honed under the initial guidance and help of Ash, have lead her to win four out of the five ribbons needed to enter the Hoenn Grand Festival, the Pokémon Coordinating Championship in the Region. She hoped to gain her fifth and final ribbon in this last competition, for which she was more than ready for.
But her skills are not the only things that have changed. He thought blissfully, before mentally slapping himself again.
Ever since he jumped into the Forbidden Forest to rescue May from the angry grass Pokémon, he had started to notice things about her. The way she laughed, the way she teased her brother Max, the way she stood when she was the most confident…and when she was the most intimidated. He noticed how when she got really hungry her appetite could rival his own, and how much energy she always seemed to have when it came to trying new things and finding new appeal techniques, much like he was with battling strategies. He noticed the way her clothing enhanced her looks, the way her blouse showed her curves nicely, leaving little for the imagination (he knew he shouldn’t, but he was a guy after all). He noticed the way her hair blew on a breezy day, never blinding her vision or impairing her movement. He noticed her looks, her personality, and even the little nervous habits she had like playing with her hair or playing with her fingers behind her back.
He noticed her personality as well. He took notice of how she cared greatly for all her Pokémon, and how she would pass that caring on to her friends and family. He saw how she would stand up for herself, and defend her friends and Pokémon at all times. And though he still saw how she was somewhat easily swayed by persuasive people, she would always turn around and do what she knew was best in the end. Sure, at times, he saw that she could easily lose her confidence, and quickly would become easy to be hurt. But to Ash, he knew she was strong inside, she just needed the extra boost to show her true colors. He noticed all of this, and each night it haunted him.
He also noticed how much she affected him after he started to notice her more. How much he would give just to see her warm smile. How proud he was of her performances whenever she took the stage. How far he would go to wipe the tears from her eyes; eyes that should never be made to cry. How he was willing to protect her from anything that may come in their way. How he knew that deep down he would do anything and everything for her.
But why is this all happening? He asked himself. Even now as he stared at his unknowing object of affection, he felt his face heating up; just the thought of her now sent chills up his spine and brought color to his face. Object of affection? Is that what I see her as? He asked himself. Despite what Ash lead others to believe, he did know a good deal about love. After all, he had his Pokémon to help teach him what it meant to have compassion for another. The thought on one particular Pokémon, Bayleef, brought a smile to his face. I guess it would make sense. When Bayleef was still a Chikorita, Nurse Joy had to help her get over her overly compassionate attitude for me. But, May’s my friend; she has been ever since we started our journey in Hoenn. Why now? Why have I become infatuated with May? Ash nearly choked on his own thought. The idea of being infatuated with his traveling partner, who was a bit younger then himself, was mind bottling, even for him. Still, even as he rethought the same sentence over and over again, he knew it was true. Could it be that I’ve fallen in lo-
A sudden jolt of the boat jarred Ash from his thoughts as he instinctively grabbed the railing for support. “Is everyone alright?” He asked quickly, instantly looking to May.
Everyone nodded and replied that they were alright before the boat’s captain came out from behind the steering wheel. “Well, I’ve got some bad news. The engine’s malfunctioned, and I’m going to have to go into the nearest port to make the necessary repairs.” he confessed.
“We can make it to Pacifidlog Town from here though, can’t we?” May asked anxiously, standing to face the captain.
“I’m afraid not miss. Those two islands ahead of us are about half the distance to Pacifidlog Town. We’ll need to dock there so I can see if I can make a temporary repair. I don’t have the equipment onboard to fix the problem.” the captain said regretfully.
May groaned and sat down with her hands covering her face, silently cursing her luck. And the day had started with such promise too…
With the captains' help, Ash, May and Brock tied their Swellow, Corphish, Mudkip, Ludicolo and Beautifly to the bow of the boat so they could tow it to the nearest island. With all of the Pokémon pulling, they made record time, pulling into port around noon.
The captain quickly inspected the damage, and within a few minutes it became clear to him that this was going to take a while, and he might not be able to get the boat repaired in time. Knowing that his passengers had a time schedule to keep, he recommended that they try for the ferry service to Pacifidlog Town on the other side of the island, about a two hours walk. With enough luck, they could make it to the other side of the island before the last ferry left around five and still have time to do some sight-seeing along the way. They thanked the man for his effort, and as they left for the other side of the island he promised that if he managed to finish before nightfall he would try to get to the other side of the island and make sure they made it.
The group walked single file through the port town to the trail that would take them to the other side of the island. As they walked, a certain brown haired coordinator became lost in thought.
She began thinking about the day…how she had so prepared for this final contest, how she got her appeal strategy all worked out, how she had made pokeblocks for her Pokémon so they could become even more graceful and elegant in the appeal round and in the battle rounds. How everything she had planned so tediously for, the contest, the Grand Festival…all of it could be ruined by one freak malfunction.
But even as she thought about this, her mind couldn’t help but drift to other thoughts, if only to relieve her from the stress of the moment. As they began the climb up along the path, she couldn’t help but notice as she looked up and around how green the trees were on this island. They obviously got a lot of rain on this island. Drew. May thought with a slight blush. Her rival coordinator had started to grow on her, with his good looks and cool attitude, she couldn’t help but feel queasy at the thought of him. But I hardly even know him. I’ve only seen him a few times, and aside from his looks and his skills as a coordinator, I know nothing about him! She thought anxiously. True, she had always been a sucker for the cool kids…she knew that quite well. Still, she couldn’t help but think of the possibilities.
She was jostled from her thoughts once they reached the plateau at the top of the island. Everywhere they looked, Donphan where performing rollout attacks across the plains, rolling around and smashing into each other hard enough to make the group wince.
“What do you think all these Donphan are doing? I’ve never seen them like this before.” Ash asked.
Brock turned to a brochure he picked up at the docks. “Hmm…it appears that this week is the start of the Dophan’s mating season here.” Brock summarized.
“Mating season? Sounds exciting!” exclaimed Max. “I wonder, how do they choose a mate?”
Brock provided the answer. “Apparently, the males fight each other over the females. That’s why there’s some Donphan just standing around. The males try to attract the attention of a female by proving they’re the most powerful male, and they do that by proving which of them has the most powerful rollout attack by trying to knock out the other males.”
“Wow, sounds dangerous.” May added, slightly intimidated by the males’ aggression.
“We should be fine as long as we don’t attract their attention. We have to be careful though, this warning says that getting too close could prompt the Donphan to attack.” Brock warned.
“You mean like that one over there that’s charging us now?” Ash pointed matter-of-factly to his right, where sure enough a Donphan was charging as fast as it could towards the group.
The group gave a shout of surprise and they all separated and dove out of the charging Donphan, who took it as a victory and spun off to the mate he was trying to impress. May got up, standing in the middle of the path while the others recovered off to the side. As she brushed herself off, she heard pawing from behind and immediately turned around, only to come face-to-face with a second male Donphan, much larger and closer then the first. With a loud cry to declare his challenge, the Donphan curled himself into a ball and charged at the petrified May, who was too terrified to move.
“May! Look out!” her brother Max shouted. But she couldn’t hear him. All she saw was her approaching doom, the large spinning Pokémon that would surely cause her great harm should he connect with his target. Her conscious screamed to jump out the way, but she was consumed by her fear of this creature. Never in all her life had she been more terrified, more certain of her own destruction. She didn’t even blink when a large thunderbolt was sent right in front of the charging Donphan, hoping but failing to divert its attention.
It was so close that even if she did try to move now it was too late. She waited with bated breath for the attack to come, for the pain to consume her…
It never did.
At the last moment, seeing as May was not going to move, Ash dove across the path of the Donphan and grabbed May, spinning her around with him. They fell together on the other side of the path, Ash hard on his back clutching May to his chest protectively. The Donphan, never sensing the connection with his target, spun off to find another.
May was unsure of what happened. She was so close to the Donphan she could’ve reached out and touched it before she felt something collide with her side at an odd angle. The surprise of the collision caused her to clamp her eyes shut and let out a short shriek of terror, before she spun around from her attackers’ momentum and landed on something much softer then earth; something that gave a shout of pain on impact.
May’s eye’s snapped open at the shout of pain that was not her own, and quickly discovered just who pulled her out of the way of the Donphan.
Ash still had his eyes clenched shut, obviously not happy about his landing. May breathed a sigh of relief, and was just about to ask if he was okay before she suddenly noticed her surroundings. They had landed in a brush pile on the other side of the trail and were luckily out of eyesight from any other Donphan, but the way they had landed was what got May’s attention. Ash’s arms were wrapped around her waist, holding her close to him for protection. May’s own arms were tightly pressed to Ash’s chest, where they had been pinned when her reflexes kicked in from their collision. And as for Ash’s face, May quickly realized that she was mere inches away from him, and the thought of being this close to him brought an instant blush to her face. She started to think of ways to get out of this position before the others saw, but all thoughts were driven from her mind when he cracked an eye open and smiled at her.
“Hey, you alright May?” he asked softly.
“I should be asking you that Ash.” She replied in the same manner as him.
Ash laughed for a second, before the realization or their position became etched across his face with a blush as deep as her own. Without hesitation he released her from her grip, and she pushed herself off of him before offering her hand to help him up as well. He took her hand and helped himself up, before meeting her eyes sheepishly with a hand behind his head. Both were still blushing furiously.
In the moment when their eyes met, something happened. Warm brown met deep blue, earth met water, land met sea. They became lost in the other’s gaze, never breaking contact, never blinking away…for a moment.
“Ash! May! Are you two alright?!” called a concerned Brock from the other side of the path. Quickly looking around for the sign of any more Donphan, Brock rushed over to the trainers with Max alongside.
“Yeah, we’re fine.” May replied with a sign of relief, the blush already gone from her face now that the eye contact with Ash was broken.
“You guys alright?” asked Ash.
“Yeah, we’re fine. We decided to stay where we were in case the Donphan came back.” Brock responded.
“Good, let’s keep going shall we? We have a ferry to catch.” Ash stated, with a side-glance at May.
“And to make sure we don’t get in trouble again…Corphish, I choose you!” Ash called, throwing his pokeball into the air to summon the crustacean Pokémon. “Corphish cor!” The Pokémon cheered happily. “Hey Pikachu, you and Corphish work together and keep us out of danger, ok?” Ash asked his two faithful Pokémon. Both replied their eagerness to help out as Pikachu jumped off Ash’s shoulder to walk beside Corphish. “Mudkip, you help out too!” called Brock as he summoned his own water Pokémon.
“Ah, I get it. Donphan is a ground Pokémon, so water Pokémon should be able to stop them in their tracks!” Max summarized.
“Well let’s get moving then, we’ve wasted too much time here already!” May hastily replied, starting down the trail at the head of the group. The rest, having no choice, quickly sent out in pursuit of her.
As they began travelling again, Ash pulled out his pokedex and searched for Donphan. “Donphan, the armored pokemon. Donphan has sharp, hard tusks and a rugged hide. Once it starts rolling, it’s hard to stop it.” Ash frowned at the pokedex before tucking it away in his pocket.
As they continued travelling across the plateau, altering between forested and plain areas, they saw many Donphan facing off against each other. They avoided all of them with ease, until one brown Donphan lumbered out from the underbrush. As the Pokémon readied their defense, they noticed the Pokémon was not charging them at the sight of them.
“It must be a female.” Brock concluded. But just as he said that, realization stumbled upon the group: where there was a female, there were agitated males. They quickly ran off just as two males arrived.
As they continued on their hike, they came across a group of Donphan that were relatively calm compared to the others. It quickly became obvious that this was a group of couples, who have already found their mates. They were relieved that they did not have to avoid this group, since it would set them on a huge detour to get around them. That relief did not last long however, as an angry bachelor male came charging out of the tree line, barreling towards the group.
“Corphish bubblebeam!” Ash shouted. “Mudkip Water Gun!” Brock called.
“Cor!” “Mudkip!” the Pokémon shouted as they released their attacks, colliding with the Donphan and sending him into the air, only to come down and land with a sickening smash on a rock.
“Oh crap…” Ash groaned. Apparently they overdid it on the attacks in their excitement, and now the Donphan was seriously hurt. “We’ve gotta help it out, we can’t just leave it injured.” Brock said while looking towards May.
May sighed her agreement. She knew this would take a while, but at least it would give her some time to think some more while Ash and Brock tended to the Donphan.
She needed to think not about the contest, which was becoming a slimmer chance of attending by the minute. No, she needed to think about a certain someone other than Drew.
Ash. She had to admit, he had been on her mind a lot in recent weeks. She didn’t know what made her think of him so much recently. Aside from them training together a little more to prepare for their contests and gym battles respectively, not much had changed with Ash in those recent weeks that would make her like him anymore then she already does. But I do like him more…but why? What do I find so appealing about him? She knew the answer to the questions before she even asked them.
Ash is kind and caring. He cares for the safety of his friends and pokemon more than his own. He always supports his friends in everything. He has a heart for all creatures, even if they don’t deserve his kindness. And he’s not afraid to express his feelings. Sure, he can be a bit rash at times, but he always has good intentions; and things usually work out when he’s around anyways.
She then began to remember things from their journey across Hoenn, how Ash was always there for her when she needed someone to help her with her appeals or to get her confidence back. When I lost my first contest to Drew, Ash was there to comfort me when I was down. I got a little carried away back then and was crying over nothing really, but he was there for me nevertheless. And of course, how could I forget the time he saved me from falling off that cliff? Or the time he saved Torchic, even though he was hated by practically all of the townspeople there…and after all that he never made a big deal about me “winning” the battle against him. He cares for me and my Pokémon like we were a part of his family. She smiled at that thought. No matter what happened, even if they got into a fight like the one a few weeks ago, they always made up in the end in ways neither of them could comprehend.
Finally her thoughts drifted to Ash’s looks. Sure, Ash wasn’t the most attractive guy she knew…though he certainly was up there in the listings. She blushed at the thought of him in swim trunks. Sure, he didn’t seem like the most physically fit guy around, but his body was very deceptive. She knew from her experience with Ash not an hour ago that Ash actually was very well built, and it made sense because he had been on the road for so long. By far though the most captivating thing about him was his eyes. In his eyes May saw the warmth of Ash’s heart. She saw his dependability, kindness, and caring for all things both great and small. They say that eyes are the gateway to one’s soul…and with Ash I believe it. But, why am I thinking like this? Surely I’ve never thought of Drew like this, and I have a crush on him! May pondered this for quite some time as she watched Ash apply the finishing touches to the Donphan and as it slowly started coming around. Well, Ash is my friend…but that doesn’t explain why I feel giddy when he’s near me, or how I think his smile could light up a room, or lost when I look into those brown eyes of his…I could get lost in those any day…wait, what? May shook her head to clear her thoughts. Come on now, I’m starting to think like I’m madly in…love…with…Ash…
If one could die from suddenly realizing they’re in love with their best friend, May would be history. But even as hard as she tried to rid her mind of the thought, the more she tried to refuse it the more it made sense. I can’t think I love Ash! He’s my best friend! ...but I can’t stop thinking about him, I haven’t been able to for a couple of weeks now…but I have a crush on Drew! He’s hot, he’s cool, he’s dreamy, and he gives me roses all the time! He’s such a romantic hottie! …but Ash…Ash would do anything for me if I needed it…but he’s a friend, and that’s what friends do! They help each other out always! …but Ash would do anything for anyone if it was for the good of all…he’s almost entirely self-less…but Drew’s helped me out with bits of advice as well! …but Ash has spent hours helping me train for my contests, even though he’s never competed in one… May sighed in defeat; there was just no point in arguing it anymore. Even as she watched Ash talk softly to the awakening Donphan and whisper words of encouragement to it, she knew in her heart what was true. I love you Ash Ketchum. And with that thought her face turned what felt like a permanent shade of red.