Sparks

Sense Pokeshipping was the ship that started it all for me, I decided that my first story should be one.

Hope you enjoy!

I, unfortunately, do not own pokemon or its characters.

Sparks

"Of course I've had my first kiss"

The flaming redhead looked incredulously at the raven-haired teen swimming in front of her. The two were in Misty's indoor battle pool, swimming and talking throughout the night. The moonlight from the opening in the roof being the only thing to keep them from bumping into each other.

"Melody doesn't count Ash," Misty said rather proudly. Letting her fingers run over Luverin as the little pink heart-shaped Pokemon swam by. "And neither does Latias." Misty finished, trying to convince herself that those little signs of affection from other girls, or mythical legendaries, meant nothing.

"I still think it was Bianca," Ash mumbled to himself while crossing his arms over his chest. "but those were on the cheek, everyone knows they don't count," he stated like this indeed was something everyone knew.

Misty swears her heart stopped beating after realizing what Ash had implied. She turned to look at the teen in front her. He had his eyes closed with a smug grin on his face at the fact that he made her go silent.

"You're kidding," she stated sobering up. "If some other girl kissed you then Brock would have made sure I was the first person to know." Misty mentally smacked herself for letting that slip out.

"Brock wasn't there". Ash said, letting his red-headed friends words play over in his head for a moment. "Hey! Why would he have to let you know first?" His voice loud and echoing in the big dome-shaped arena.

"Shhh! Do you want all of Cerulean City to wake up?" Misty said in a yelled whisper while clipping Ash on the back of the head. "Ow," he mumbled rubbing the now sore spot where Misty attacked him, "just because you're jealous doesn't mean you have to take your anger out on me," he said still sulking.

"Jealous? You think I'm jealous?" Misty asked, now pulling herself on the side of the pool so her legs dangled in the water.

"Obviously, why else would you have hit me?" Ash asked now sinking into the water a little more so he could get the tips of his messy, black hair wet.

"Because you idiot" Misty started now folding her arms over her turquoise bikini top, "You could have woken up Gyarados, whose still grumpy from his loss earlier today and if you want to deal with him whiles he's angry, then be my guest." She replied with a gruff attitude.

Ash's tan face suddenly paled, dealing with an angry Gyarados was not on the top of anyone's to-do list. "You still haven't answered my question" Ash stated, trying to act brave after Misty's threat.

"What question?" Misty asked feigning innocence. Hoping that if she played dumb and didn't know what he was talking about, then Ash would forget her slip up. "I asked, why would Brock let you know if I kissed anyone?"

Brock knows about Misty's feelings for the future Pokemon Master, so of course, he would tell her if such occurrence happened, but she couldn't tell Ash that. So Misty was stumped, he had become quite more observant than the dense ten-year-old she traveled with long ago. Being a gym leader means you have to think fast and stay on your toes, and so she said the first excuse that came to mind.

"We have a bet going!" Misty exclaimed, proud of her fast excuse out of the boys pestering questions. "A bet?" Ash asked, "You two have been betting on when I was going to have my first kiss?" he questioned in disbelief.