Amourshipping One shots

What did it mean?

Ash Ketchum had always lived for the moment. Battles, adventures, new Pokémon, new friends—those were the things that filled his thoughts. He had never been one to dwell on emotions or relationships. He didn’t have time to think about things like that. So when Serena kissed him at the Lumiose Airport, it felt like a lightning bolt had struck him—not because it was sudden, but because it was the first time he had been confronted with feelings he didn’t know how to handle.

As Serena stepped closer to him, Ash could feel the warmth radiating off her, the tension building in the air between them. His mind was still swirling with the events of the past few days—the final battle against Alain, their victory in the Kalos League, the bittersweet farewell with his companions. Everything was moving so fast. And now, Serena was right there, her eyes filled with something he didn’t quite understand. Something he didn’t know if he was ready to face.

He could feel the thumping of his heart, fast and erratic, as if his body knew something was about to happen, even if his mind hadn’t caught up yet. Serena’s gaze held him, her determination clear. She had always been so different from him, yet they had become close in a way that was new to him, unfamiliar. She understood things—about emotions, about people—that Ash had never really thought about. He knew she cared about him, but he hadn’t realized the depth of it until this moment.

And then, before he could even fully process it, she leaned in.

It was quick. A fleeting press of her lips against his, soft and tender, but enough to set off an explosion of confusion in Ash’s head. The warmth of the kiss, the sensation of her lips brushing his—it was unlike anything he had ever experienced. He stood there, frozen, his eyes wide, his breath caught in his throat. It was over as soon as it began, but it left a ripple of something powerful in its wake.

What just happened?

His mind was a storm of questions, swirling too fast for him to catch. He felt the heat rising to his cheeks, a flush of confusion and something else he couldn’t name. His whole life, he had been focused on one thing—becoming a Pokémon Master. That was his goal, his dream. Emotions, relationships… they had never been part of the plan. He liked Serena, of course—she was one of his closest friends. But this? What did it mean?

Serena stepped back, her face glowing with a mix of hope and nerves. Ash could see it in her eyes, the expectation, the unspoken question lingering between them. She had taken a leap, and now she was waiting for his response. But what could he say? He didn’t even understand what he was feeling.

His mouth opened, but no words came out. His brain was still trying to process the fact that Serena—Serena—had kissed him. He knew she had always looked at him a certain way, always been by his side. He just hadn’t thought that she might feel something more.

The part of him that had always been so single-minded, so driven toward his goals, now felt shaken, like the ground had shifted under his feet. This wasn’t a battle he could strategize for. This wasn’t something he could approach with a plan or a training regime. This was different. It was confusing.

Ash could feel himself wanting to retreat into familiar territory—his world of Pokémon, of battles, of things he knew how to handle. That was his comfort zone. But this? Serena’s feelings, his own feelings—he didn’t even know where to begin. He wasn’t good at this kind of thing. He wasn’t sure if he ever would be.

In the split second after the kiss, he caught a glimpse of something in Serena’s eyes—a flash of vulnerability, of hope. She had been waiting for him to notice her, to understand. But the truth was, Ash didn’t know if he understood any of it. Not yet.

He felt like he was standing at the edge of something new, something bigger than he’d anticipated. It wasn’t a Pokémon battle or an adventure in a new region. It was something much more personal, much more unknown. And Ash wasn’t sure if he was ready to face it.

Serena smiled softly at him, her cheeks flushed. “Goodbye, Ash,” she said, her voice gentle but tinged with emotion, before she turned and walked away.

Ash stood there, rooted to the spot, watching her leave, feeling like he should say something, do something. But what? What could he possibly say in that moment, when he didn’t even know what to make of his own feelings?

As she disappeared from view, Ash’s heart pounded in his chest, and the whirlwind in his mind only grew. There was no battle to win here, no clear path forward. But one thing was clear: Serena had just opened a door he hadn’t even realized was there. And now, standing on the other side, Ash was left with a question that would linger for a long time after.

What did that kiss mean? What did he feel?

He didn’t have the answer. Not yet. But deep down, Ash knew one thing for sure—Serena had left her mark on him. A mark he couldn’t ignore, no matter how far he traveled, or how many battles he fought. The memory of that kiss would stay with him, a quiet echo in the back of his mind, until he figured it out.

And one day, maybe, he would.