Ash x Goh - JourneyShipping / FirstFriendShipping / Satogou

Part Twelve!

(Alright, sweetness is over for a little bit- and since no one knows who Ash's dad is, I'm substituting the character Red for his Dad. Not that I think Red is his father, but for this book, I guess he is.)

Ash Pov (Why's it so easy to write Goh's Pov and not Ash's?)

"C'mon Goh! We're almost there!"

I beckoned him closer- I could see my house just barely in the distance. Goh stopped for a second, his hands on his knees, panting.

"Ash... please... just give me... a second..."

I stopped. I kinda was pushing him too hard- with my nervousness making me already on edge, and the fact that we were kinda late. Goh looked up at me with squinted eyes, sweat glistening on his face.

He stood up straight, and wiped his hands on his pants.

"Sorry Goh. I-"

"It's fine Ash. I know you're all over the place at the moment, but give me a second to breathe every once in a while, okay?"

"Okay."

We both began running again, getting ever nearer to my house.

When we got there, I hesitated, my hand hovering over the door. Goh hugged me from behind, and I took a deep breath.

I knocked.

"Come in!" I heard Mom call. This was it. This was it.

I opened the door, and reached for Goh's hand. I held it, feeling the warm, soft skin beneath my own.

Mom came to the entryway, and threw her arms around me. "Why hello Ash! You're late as always."

She looked at Goh, and hugged him too. "Hello to you too, Goh. How are you?"

Goh bit his lip and whispered, "I-I'm fine, Mrs.Ketchum. "

"Now what did I tell you about saying 'Mrs. Ketchum'?"

"Sorry Mrs.Ke- I mean, Mrs. D-Delia."
He looked like he wished for the floor to swallow him.

She smiled and took me by the other hand. "Come on boys. I know you didn't come over just to see me, so I need to know what's up."

I sat down at the table, and Goh scooted a chair closer to mine. We were still holding hands, and I don't think we're going to let go of each other for a while.

Mom sat down in front of me.

"Alright Ash. What is it you wanted to tell me?"

I opened my mouth, and squeezed my eyes shut.

"I-...I ... We..."

I pointed to Goh, then to myself, looking for words.

She connected the dots.

"Are together? I expected it to happen sooner than later. Also, Professor Cerise told me. (I dunno his first nameeeeee) I assume you want to tell your father? You haven't called him for a while."

"Uhmmmm... I ... I guess."

She pulled out her phone, and dialed his number.

"Now calling Red. Now calling Red."

"Hello?"

HE PICKED UP OH NO I DIDN'T THINK HE'D PICK UP-

"Hello Red. How are you doing?"

"Fine, Delia. How's Ash? Haven't heard from him in a while." He didn't even ask Mom how she was.

"He's alright. He wanted to tell you something." I waved my hands around- I no longer wanted to tell him.

"But he's not here at the moment, so I'll tell you."

"Alright."

"You know Walker and Camille's son? Goh?"

"Oh, yeah. They own one of the biggest businesses in the world. What about him?"

"Well, Ash and him are kind of... together."

"WHAT?! Tell him that that's a terrible idea! A businessman's son only wants one thing- money. I promise-"

"You know that's not true!" I yelled, taking the phone. I was furious- and I didn't care if I blew my cover.

"Ash-?"

"No, don't Ash me! I'm tired of you slandering everyone I care about! You've done it in the past- saying Brock was a pathetic gym leader, Serena looked prettier with her hair long, Dawn was clumsy and wouldn't go anywhere in life, Clemont needed to give up and quit trying with his inverntions- you name it! You were awful! This- this - is the last straw. I'm tired of it!"

"Ash you know I love you-"

" No! I don't care anymore! I'm tired of putting up with you! You never ask Mom how she is, you never come home, never pay child support- I don't even want to name anymore! I- I-!"

He called my name again.

(WARNING CENSORED CURSING TWICE)

"Ash. Look, kid. I'm sorry you've fallen for a boy who only wants nothing but money, but that's how it is. I don't really care that you like boys either. It's just-"

"SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP! THAT'S JUST IT- YOU DON'T CARE! AND GOH DOESN'T WANT JUST MONEY- HE WANTS TO CATCH EVERY POKEMON AND THEN MEW! HE LIKES THE STARS, AND KNOWS HOW TO BAKE! HE'S LEFT HANDED, LIKES THE COLOR RED, LACTOSE INTOLERANT, AND HE LIKES TO SING! HE'S THE BEST PERSON I KNOW, AND I'M SICK AND D*MN TIRED OF YOU HURTING MOM AND I'M SICK AND D*MN TIRED OF YOU!"

(There you go, you made him mad-)

I set the phone down and ran up to my room. There were tears running down my face, and it was all I could do not to sob uncontrollably.

I slammed the door and locked it.

(Not me just realizing I forgot all about Pikachu- Uhhh let's just say we left the Pokemon at home.)

I broke down, sitting on the floor, holding my sides, and crying my eyes out.