Well I haven't been posting for a while, but i've cooked up a little something. It's a short little fic I've been working on, and it'll have three parts maybe. Hopefully I'll get the last part up by the thirty-first. This is an Advancedshipping fic (i.e. Ash and May). This first part if in a first-person P.O.V. So enjoy! (Or not)
A Tale of Two Ashes
I took a deep breath as I stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a white tee, blue jeans, and a pair of red and black shoes. I pulled on my black vest, marveling at the yellow stripes that ran diagonally from the arms where they met in the middle and how well they matched with my traveling companion. I turned to said companion who, at that moment, was sleeping on my bed. Slipping on my green-wristed, black, fingerless gloves, I looked around the room, searching for my cap. Ah-ha! I smiled as I found it lying atop my green backpack. I ran my fingers through my hair a couple of times before deciding I looked presentable enough, and gently fitted the red cap on. I ran my hand down the thick black stripe in the middle, my hand resting on the blue emblem, before falling on the visor, which I promptly pulled on to adjust my hat.
"There! I'm all ready!" I grinned as I twirled 180 degrees to face my sleeping partner. Grinning, I just shook my head as I surveyed the scene, then stooped to pick up my pack when the announcer's voice broke though the intercom. "Attention, all passengers. We will be arriving in Sinnoh soon and leaving immediately, so please have your items ready. Thank you for traveling with us and have a nice day!" I turned to the bed, to see my rodent-like companion waking.
"We're almost there! Aren't you excited?" I asked holding my arm out. "Pi~!" The little yellow Pokémon squealed as it jumped up onto my shoulder. Laughing, I made a fist in front of my face as I declared, "Sinnoh! Here I come!"
So there you have it, folks. The first of (hopefully) three parts. Sorry if it's a bit short. Please review! ^-^
So I figured, I might as well post the second part. So here it is. Enjoy. (And before I forget, this is set in the first Diamond/Pearl Season, like a few episodes in, not that far into the season, like thirty-five eppies or something. But that's not really important for the story.)
The Pokémon Center was buzzing with Pokémon, Nurse Joys and Officer Jennys, Gym leaders, coodinators and trainers, Professors, Team Rocket, Magma, Aqua, Galactic grunts, among many others, carrying bags of candy and treats. It was Halloween after all, and many trainers were dressed up and battling of course, which proved to be difficult with costumes for both trainers and Pokémon alike. Luckily, most of the Pokémon were just worn out, and most of the injuries were very minor. Meanwhile sitting in the cafeteria was our favorite trainer and his loyal Pikachu; the latter sighing at its trainer's usual lack of table etiquette.
"Ash!" A feminine voice called out to the trainer. Ash didn't acknowledge her, busy as he was inhaling his food. Dawn stared down at Ash, annoyance coloring her face, as she waited for him to notice her. "Oh, hi Dawn," Ash mumbled with platefuls of food in his mouth. He looked up, then and almost spat out his food. "What are you wearing?" Ash's voice had adopted a horrified tone. "What?" Dawn's voice was cold as she turned her nose from Ash. "Don't you like it?" Ash looked at Dawn again. She was pretty unnerving, standing over him like that, nose turned away. Ash sighed as he surveyed Dawn in her white cheerleader top that showed off her abdomen, and her lavender skirt that just barely grazed her knees. She was wearing shiny white sneakers, and holding purple pom-poms in her hand, as she awaited Ash's response. Ash mentally sighed again as he contemplated what to say; he knew better than to insult her, but he had seen better outfits. But it was not a bad outfit. He guessed. "It's a smiple yes or no question, do you like it or not?! Just answer the question Ash Ketchum!"
Ash cringed at her use of his full name. "Uhhh, sure. Looks great Dawn" And he resumed his vacumming of his dinner. Dawn's head flickered back as a light tinge of pink touched her cheeks. Did Ash just compliment her?? "Th-thanks, Ash," she stuttered slightly. Then she caught sight of Ash's outfit, and wrinkled her nose. "Ash, what are you wearing?" Ash looked up at her, confusion wrinkling his face. "My traveling clothes?" Dawn stared at him again. "It's Halloween, Ash. Why don't you have a costume? Everyone else out there does!" She cried gesturing towards the main lobby of the Pokémon Center. Ash just grunted. "How's Brock?" He asked changing the subject. The annoyance slipped from Dawn's face as she slid into the seat across from Ash, facing him. "Still locked up in his room," came the soft reply. Ash nodded, silently. Their older friend Brock had left all of his Pokémon with Nurse Joy - including his Croagunk. With the absence of his slightly vicious Pokémon, Brock decided to go on flirting excursions, where he was turned down by every single girl he approached, even as fetching as he looked in his Prince-worthy outfit. He was now moping in his room, lamenting over his lost "loves". "Do ya think we should do something?" Ash shook his head, "He just needs time. He'll be back on his feet in no time." They sat in silence for a few more moments, Dawn's face heating up as she stared at Ash. "I-I-I'll be right back" Dawn stuttered rushing out quickly. Ash and Pikachu exchanged questioning glances, then shrugging, Ash nonchalantly waved it off as, "That's girls for you." Even as he said it, an image forced its way into his head. Or rather, a memory, of his first meeting with a certain girl. A certain someone who was now in...Ash blinked suddenly. No! He would not let his mind follow that path again. It only led to anguish and torment. He saw Pikachu looking up at him, worried. Ash laughed, self-consciously. "Girls" he murmured. Still, he couldn't help but wonder how she was doing...
From a distant, it looked as though Brock was bowing his head, but in actuality, he was hanging his head. In shame. He looked very princely in his gold-trimmed, brown and green robes, and brown feathered hat. But he was coming on a bit too strong for the women. "Will I never find anyone?" He lamented, raising his head and fists upward. He sighed, "Might as well get my Pokémon." As Brock weaved and maneuvered through the Pokémon Center crowds, he caught a familiar face and shocked for only a few moments, Brock quickly hurried after the figure, calling out, "Wait, wait!"
"Good grief, it was just a compliment. You really need to get ahold of yourself...But still, it was a compliment. From Ash!" Dawn felt her face heating again. "Arrrgh, get a grip!" Dawn groaned, putting a hand flat against her fluttering heart, leaning against the wall, eyes closed for a few brief moments. Her eyes flew open suddenly. She could've sworn that she just heard Brock, calling after someone. She chuckled softly. "Guess he's back to his old self. You can't say he's not determined, though." After a few more moments, Dawn pushed herself off the wall and headed back towards the cafetaria. Her eyes opened wide in surprise suddenly, when she spotted Ash's red cap among the throng of people. Pushing and shoving through the crowd, Dawn hurried towards the cap, and the moment it was just within reach, she grabbed it like a lifeline. Upon coming face to face with a pair of frowning blue eyes, however, Dawn immediately dropped her hand. "S-s-sorry! So sorry!" She cried out, quickly backing out of the crowd.
"Gah! Stupid, so stupid! That was so stupid! You really need to get a grip, Dawn." The coordinator groaned to herself. "Great, now I see him everywhere." Dawn muttered, as she re-entered the cafetaria, approaching the booth that where Ash sat. "I won't think about it. I won't think about her. It's better this way, anyway, I'm sure everything's fine." Ash was muttering to himself as he stared forlornly at his half-filled plate that he was currently picking at.
"Ash?" Dawn's curious eyes stayed on Ash as she slid into the seat across from Ash. Ash glanced up startled, but quickly replaced it with a grin. "How was your trick-or-treating?" He blurted. Dawn's eyes narrowed, his tone was a bit too artificial. "What - or should I say who - were you talking about? Who's her??"
"Wha~? Don't be silly, her who? Who her?" Ash chuckled nervously. Dawn was about to retort when her eyes strayed past Ash to one of the booths in the back. Her jaw dropped open, as she rubbed her eyes. Nope, it definitely wasn't a hallucination. "A-a-Ash..." she stammered, trailing off. At the look of confusion on his face, Dawn pointed, "L-l-look!" Sure enough, when Ash looked, his expression mirrored Dawn's: one of utter shock and surprise. For sitting in one of the booths in the back, facing away from Ash and Dawn's direction, was a trainer whose outfit (or what could be seen of it) seemed to mirror Ash's exactly, from the cap to the vest down to the sneakers. Blinking, Ash finally snapped his jaw shut as he stood up, Pikachu in tow. "Let's find out who our fan is shall we?" Ash's wavering voice emanated uncertainty as he slowly made his way to the back. Shaking herself out of her daze, Dawn rose, preparing to follow Ash when a hand came down on her shoulder. Still not completely out of shock, Dawn half-turned and saw, "Brock?" He smiled at her, "I'm starving! What's good?" Blinking, Dawn pointed wildly to the back, "B-b-but Ash! And his-his twin!" She spluttered. Brock glanced briefly, then with a knowing smile, replied, "Ash will be fine. Don't worry he'll be happy to see her." And before Dawn could protest anymore, Brock launched into a discussion about the food, stopping Dawn everytime she began twisting around.
"I've only been here for a few weeks, and I haven't even done much yet. Who could it be?" "Pika, pi!" "I guess we will find out." But as they neared the booth, Ash began slowing down until he stopped completely a few feet away. Pikachu sniffed the air suddenly, ears twitching. "Pika, pi, pika!" It cried excitedly, jumping from Ash's shoulder and running towards the booth. "Hey! Pikachu!" Ash cried running after it. "Cha~!" He heard Pikachu squeal. But what stopped him was a familiar feminine voice that haunted his every waking and sleeping moment, cheering for him among the crowd. No, it - it can't be. "Hey, Pikachu, it's good to see you too." He heard that sweet laughter that tightened the knots in his stomach and pounded at his heart. "But if you're here, then he must be too. So where's that obstinate trainer of yours?" Ash had recognized the voice and the laughter immediately, so he shouldn't have been that surprised when he saw her. But that didn't stop him from exclaiming, "May?!?"
So that was the second part, a bit lengthier and more substantial hopefully. So please review. Thanks!