Pokeshipper9000 here! As you may know, yesterday marks the 17th anniversary where Ash and Misty first met! I decided to make a fic about it right here. It takes place in Kalos/Kanto where Misty is in Kanto and Ash is in Kalos, obviously.
Did he forget?
No, he couldn't have...not for the 4th time. Out of all the times we had this day he was super busy so I could understand. This time he has to answer me though..we haven't talked in ages.
He knows your phone number, address, region, city, time, Misty, he just doesn't want to talk to you. My conscious lurked into my thoughts, trying to lower myself esteem. Well, that is what it does best. I remember every April First for the past few 4 years, I would stand next to the PC for hours just waiting for a call from Ash. That's the guy, Ash Ketchum.
Surely he isn't busy now. He has got to call.
He hasn't though, the day is almost over, and I've been staring at the clock forever now.
"Misty get to bed, it's like eleven pm." Daisy stood infront of me, hands on her hips and agitated. "You go to bed, don't worry about me." I said, crouching down, knees drawn to my chest. She flipped her silky, gold, hair and swifted into the next room, and I could hear her murmer "Whatever."
I then thought, hey, why don't I call him? I shouldn't be, but I just want to hear from him. Hear his sweet tone that used to ring by me every night I think about him. I haven't heard his voice since the last time we talked, probably in Sinnoh I think?
I wanted to see his sharp, raven hair, that matched the pitch darkness of my empty soul, lonely with out him. I sound depressing, right? Well, obviously I am.
Anyways, I received connections and dialed the house he was in. I fixed my hair, maybe I should put my hair down, and look nice. So I did.
The dials of the phone was like my heart on the line, if he didn't answer it would stay steady just like it. It took him forever, so I almost hung up, I guess he didn't want to talk. I sighed and reached the phone part back in it's place until I heard a
"Hello?" And Ash's face came up. My heart jumps a little seeing his face. Damn, has he grown.
"Ash!" I grasped the phone and widened my eyes.
"Misty!" He smiles widely.
"Uh-How are you?!" I stuttered.
Ash was also stammering. "I'm fine! And how are you?" He asked.
"Oh, you know..still bad..with ma sisters." I rolled my eyes. He chuckled.
"Wow, this is so unexpected." He laughed again. "Yeah." I nodded.
"What's up?" He acted like I only called to ask for something, not because I miss him. I frowned. "Ash do you know what day is it?"
He slant's his lips. "Not really, what is it?" He asked. I sigh. "Ash, we met on this day!"
"Right! Well, happy anniversary, Misty." He laughed. I sighed again. "Misty...what's wrong?" He asked, leaning his face towards the screen.
"You." I muttered.
"Did I say something offensive?" He asked, concerned. "How could you? You act like you don't care, you were my first best friend, and I'm pretty sure I was too, and you don't have time to stop in and say hi." I let it all out.
"Misty...you know that's not true. It's just I'm really busy. Let's not forget I'm far away." He said apologetically.
"Whatever. I'm going to bed." I mumbled.
"Wait Misty, it's just that..." He began.
"Just what?" I crossed my arms.
"It's just that, I miss you so much, I try so hard not to think about it, that's why I don't call." He fiddled with his fingers, looking embarrassed.
"Really now? Me too, Ash. More then you know. Except you don't know.." I whispered.