So I decided not to write the actual episodes of Pokemon when you can go watch them. Season 7, "The Princess and the Togepi" and "A Togepi Miracle" (320 and 321 as far as I know).
But to sum it up for those of you who don't want to watch it (spoilers. Beware): Misty visits for a Togepi Convention, a "gathering of all Togepi Trainers" at a hotel where she meets up with Ash and co. Of course, Team Rocket sets it up (they must be Pokeshippers too), but it's actually for this guy named Colonel Hansen in the Mirage Kingdom because whoever has a Togepi gets to rule the kingdom. The gang and Princess Sara keep getting attacked by Hansen's Shedninja, but Misty's Togepi protects them and transports them to "Togepi Paradise" (interesting), but all the Togepi there are sick because of all the evil plotting.
Hansen tried to break into the Paradise, so Togepi goes to try and stop him, but is knocked out. So Hansen gets the throne, but Ash and gang show up to try to rescue Togepi. The other Togepi give him their energy and Misty's Togepi evolves into Togetic. Misty's Gyarados kicks butt and Hansen is put in jail, but Togetic decides to stay and protect the other Togepi, which is super super sad. And to make it worse, Misty leaves for Cerulean yet again.
So yeah, I'm not writing that. There aren't any Pokeshipping moments in it so let's pretend all that happens and they're so caught up in crazy stuff that they don't have time to flirt anyway. Now, we're starting at the night after this has happened, in which Misty is obviously heartbroken over Togetic leaving.
Misty
I hadn't thought that you would leave me, Togepi, I thought sadly, staring out at the stars. My bare feet were too cold on the balcony's stone, but I was too numb to notice.
Togepi had a special place in my heart. I couldn't just let him go. I mean, I had, but at the moment it hadn't hit me that it was real.
First I had to say goodbye to Brock and Ash. Togepi had been the only one holding me together in Cerulean. I had one full day of being here before going back home.
Home.
It didn't feel like home anymore. Not when I wanted to be here.
My hand went up to my heart. But really, I'd been replaced by May and Max. Ash and Brock didn't need me anymore. I'd been the one getting into trouble this time. Maybe it was because I messed up Ash's new team.
I shivered. My eyes stung. I wished I had someone to talk to. Someone who could tell me they wanted me around. That I was important. That everything would be ok-
"Are you ok?"
I gasped, turning around and getting ready to smack whoever it was who had snuck up on me. Then I recognized the deep brown eyes. The concern. The youth and warmth I loved.
I straightened, giving a jerky nod. Ash studied me, his eyebrows down in pity. It almost made me angry. Almost. But then I knew he'd had to say good bye to more Pokemon than I ever had. He knew how it felt.
Ash went over to my bed and grabbed the blanket off the top. "You look cold."
Without waiting for a response, he slipped the edges around my shoulders. His right hand stayed on my shoulder for a second longer than necessary. Despite its gentleness, the weight was heavy as I continued to think about the possible meaning behind his touch.
"Thanks," I whispered.
"Want to talk about it?" Ash asked. His voice was husky when he talked quietly. I was used to hearing his voice in every single mood and volume level, but his voice was a bit different now. Deeper. It still fit him.
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Ash and Misty: Love Letters (A Pokeshipping Story)
Fanfiction*NOTE* - Guys, I update this maybe once a year. So please don't read it if that's going to upset you in any way. I'm really tired of people asking me to update. So don't ask. I know it's a compliment, but I just don't update this story and people as...