𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 [ C̶y̶n̶t̶h̶i̶a̶ X̶ A̶s̶h̶ X Astrid ]

ACT 51 | UNCONDITIONAL

"Falling in love is scary and beautiful at same time..."
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He didn't cried... He controlled himself all over the funeral.. From seeing his mutilated body get to to morgue to him being placed in the casket to even seeing his mother break down over that casket unable to accept he was gone blaming it all on the world... Surge was himself shaken to core.. No one was told pokemons would have been there...

He didn't even cried when he saw his father console his mother because he promised he won't cry.... Astrid took it badly too blaming it all on herself...

Now that he sat next to the grave holding the charm that kid gave them, he wondered if he would meet the same fate too... Ash ketchum wasn't too afraid to die, not at this point aware trainers die.. Every single day... Maybe he won't be a exception too... He sat in front of the grave, motionless, one hand holding a picture frame and other running over the Ninetails..

Finally he broke the silence.. "The picture frame as you wanted... I don't know how long it will stay here but whatever... I won't say I avenged you and shit but I killed them... All of them.." He said.. He looked at the mourning Ninetail's head onto his lap placing his hand on the freezing head of the pokemon ignoring the pain... Its fur was freezing but the heart was even colder in loneliness.. He kept looking at it, not losing the sight of the tear drop that dropped from the Ninetail's eyes onto his thighs...

He was seized with guilt in his body.. "I was wondering what to do with your Ninetails... She didn't wanted to go back to your parents for some reason.. I don't know what to do.." The Ninetail's back end curled around his body holding him in its fluffy embrace... Was it searching for comfort from him, then he was the wrong person.. He killed Hiroshi, he was the reason her trainer was not among them... Maybe Astrid would have been better for this pokemon to find comfort, someone who actually cried for him.... He silently gazed at his damp left thigh of the black denim he was wearing pulling out a rose and placed it on the grave...

Everyone had to be drunk on something to keep pushing on... Everyone is a slave to something... Astrid was drunk on to make Ash who he was when she met him, to make him confident in himself... Maybe even make the world better...

Cynthia was drunk on to get all the debts off her and make her sister live a life without any of the problems she faced.. In the end she got drunk on to support Ash but falled for him...

Hiroshi was keen to make a world where good people could live happily... Having heard his stories and goals, it made Ast relaize that there were people other than Cynthia and Astrid too who were nice... Who helped people without expecting anything in return...

Ash's goal was the most selfish but a goal is a goal nonthless... He wanted to stand next to her, get her back, tell the world he loved her... But Hiroshi died under him. He was supposed to be the one to protect that kid.. It was duty of the adult to protect the young buds, Red said so too... He tapped his fingers onto the ground looking at the ninetail...