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False Pretenses

By: Myst-Lady

mbmflips@yahoo.com or myst_lady@hotmail.com

Disclaimer: Usual disclaimer applies. Sailor Moon and Pokémon belongs to respective companies.

Credits: Sailor Tsunami (The Vacation: Sailor Moon and Pokémon) and Senerarey Chiba (The Shine has come: Sailor Moon and Pokémon) for these unique couples… I can't take the credit for Michelle Kaoih x Tracey pairing… Senerarey Chiba came out first with her this couple. (Tracey Skechit x Michiru Kaoih. I wonder how Haruka would really feel about that?)

You know what? Even if my story is a little far-off with Sailor Moon and Pokemon being on the "same" planet. I like the set-up of the story. If I changed the story line, it will eliminate some characters that I had in mind. I'm sorry if I disappointed everyone.

From Act 1: Brock sets his eyes on Sailor Venus. Tracey admires his long time crush on the talented, Michelle Kaioh. Can they actually have the chance to make their plans work this time?

Act 2: Past differences

There was a light shower that evening. The pokemon went off in hiding safely away from the rain. The air was damp and chilly. A young woman sat alone on a stone bench, whistling a tune. She looked up at the stars twinkling in the heavens. Her face looked very sad.

"I knew you would come," She said all of a sudden when she heard footsteps behind her.

"I came here as soon as I read your letter." The young man replied, brushing through his wet hair. He was drenched from the rain.

The woman gave a deep sigh and stood up. She walked over to the rose bush and leaned over to inhale the roses. "So, it means it's all over…." She said softly, without looking at him.

"No, it's not. There's still hope for us. Why do you still make it so difficult?" The young man insisted. He took a step forward.

"No, Sam. Don't come any closer please!" The young woman pleaded to him. She looked up and there were tears of pain in her eyes. "I'm not good enough for you. Give up your silly dreams of me… Your work is more important to you!!" She shook her head. "Go fulfill your destiny."

"But my future is with you, Katherine. Why can't you see that?" Sam persisted.

"I see no future… I think it's time we parted. Goodbye Sam…" She ended the conversation abruptly and left him in the rain.

Sam was heart-broken and alone. He stood silently in the rain, listening to the crickets nearby. Then, he heard Katherine screaming. He quickly jumped into action. He ran through the gates and went out into the empty road. There, he saw Katherine's lifeless body on the ground. Blood stained on her dirty clothes.

"Katherine!!" He yelled, picking her body from the ground. He began to sob.

A shaken voice said, "I didn't mean to happen…"

Sam caught a glimpse of a male driver beside him. Far ahead, he saw a small pick up truck lying on the ditch.

"No!!" He screamed her name in agony once more…

(…Scene fades…)

-Present day, Tokyo Japan-

"Professor Oak, Professor Oak…." An alarming voice called out to him.

"Huh?" Samuel Oak shook his head, blocking off the disturbing memory from his mind. "Tracey?" He gave him a questioning look.

"Professor. They're waiting." Tracey whispered closely into his ear.

"Oh," Samuel Oaks said. His eyes scanned in a roomful of people facing him. He looked embarrassed.

"I'm sorry if I got sidetrack," He apologized to the crowd. "This is what happens once you get older." A few people laughed at his joke.

"Whatever…" A reporter muttered. It was Mike Ellis sitting at the front row, listening to Professor Oaks' speech.

"I want to thank everyone for supporting me all these years." Professor Oak spoke through the microphone. "To my colleagues, students and my family. This is for you!" He held his award proudly into the air. There was a standing ovation. The crowd clapped and whistled for him. Professor Oak thanked the crowd once more. He bowed his head and left the podium.

* * *

"Why did I agreed to take on this measly assignment?" Mike Ellis said in anger. "I should be out there covering a REAL story!" He complained to his companion during luncheon after the ceremonies were over.

"You're were lucky that Rusty didn't fire you right on the spot. You've been given another chance after that embarrassing scene yesterday." His companion reminded him.

"May I remind you, Tony that I AM the most popular news reporter in the whole Tokyo?" Mike said boastfully. "Without me, The Informer News would be history!"

"Sure, whatever you say." Tony replied, looking unconvinced. "I had to put up with your nonsense because you're my only brother."

"You know what? I will prove to you and Rusty that I can dig up the most sensational story you'll ever seen." Mike declared, "I will expose those trash the sailor scouts if it's the last thing I do!" He slammed his drink on the table and the liquid content spilled over the rims of his glass.

* * *

"Congratulations on winning the award, Professor Oak." A scientist walked over to Professor Oak and extended his hand.

"Thank you, I'm sorry I didn't get your name." Professor Oak said, shaking his hand.

"Professor Souichi Tomoe. We met earlier before." The man replied. He had a white bleach hair and he was wearing glasses. There was a star design covering one of his lenses.

"Oh yes, will you mind joining us?" Professor Oak asked. Professor Tomoe nodded and took a seat across from him. Professor Oak made rounds of introducing Ash, Misty, Brock, Tracey, Delia and even Gary to Professor Tomoe. Professor Tomoe smiled politely and he turned his attention back to Professor Oak.

"I'm very impressed with your research, Professor Oak." He began. "I'm the founder of a school near here called Mugen Academy. Would you mind if you could speak to my students about your work? I'm sure they be very interested to learn more about the mysterious creatures called Pokemon."

"I'm only here in Tokyo for a very short time. But I think it can be arrange. I'll be happy to oblige." Professor Oak said. He wrote down his telephone number on piece of paper and passed it over to him.

"Good, I will give you a call then." Professor Tomoe said, smiling. "In the meantime, I hope you enjoy your stay here in Tokyo. Goodbye!" He stood up from his seat and walked away. For a moment, his eyes glinted…

"He's a very odd man…" Delia said suspiciously.

"Why did you say that Mom?" Ash questioned. "He seems a nice guy."

"Oh, call it a mother's instinct." Delia answered. "Come on, let's eat up! We don't want this great food go to waste." Everyone nodded in agreement and ate happily.

* * *

Later that afternoon…

Trista Meoih and Elsa Gray were inside the Mugen Academy Auditorium. Their two friends, Amara Tenou and Michelle Kaoih were practicing for a rehearsal along with their fellow band members up on the stage. A teacher was the conductor of the whole orchestra. Amara was on the piano and Michelle was playing the violin. Their music made a perfect harmony.

It was time for Michelle's solo. She was the main star of the show. Michelle closed her eyes and concentrated on playing her violin. The haunting melody filled the entire room. Everyone seemed captivated by her music.

"Bravo! Bravo!" Everyone clapped and cheered. Amara gave a big whistled. Michelle bowed humbly to her audience.

"That was a great melody, Michelle." Her teacher complimented. "But there's something different…" She frowned slightly.

"What do you mean?" Michelle looked at her blankly.

"There's nothing to fret about." Her teacher said easily. "I've noticed that you've been too tensed lately. I want you to relax. Try to be more uplifting."

"But Mrs. Harrison. Michelle's been working really hard." Amara said defensively.

"I know dear." Mrs. Harrison said. She turned to face Michelle again. "I've always admire your talents and one of my best students. You're an accomplished musician. I have faith in you."

"Thank you, Mrs. Harrison." Michelle said gratefully.

"Why don't we call if off for today? Everyone is free to go." The teacher announced. All of the students packed up their belongings and were ready to leave.

"Hey, Michelle!" One of her classmate spoke up. "What's the matter? Lost your touch!" She sneered. The others gave a twittering laugh.

"You don't have to worry on my account!" Michelle said icily. She walked off the stage and joined her friends. Together, they left the auditorium.

-At the café, usual hangout-

"I think she was just being to critical if you asked me." Amara said, sipping her french vanilla coffee.

"Amara, she was just giving out her honest opinion." Michelle responded. "I'm a big girl. I can handle criticism. That's the downside of being an artist."

"Okay, you two." Trista said smoothly. "Do you have to start arguing? Can't we just enjoy the peaceful moment here?" She sighed and looked outside the café window.

"I think you'll do great at the concert, Michelle." Elsa said. "I'll guarantee you'll knock their socks out. You can show all those rich, stuck up bitches… Opps, I didn't mean you, Michelle." She sent Michelle an apologetic look.

"No offense taken." Michelle said smiling.

"But seriously, Michelle. It seems like your thoughts is pre-occupied these days." Elsa went on. "So, what's going on?"

Amara, Michelle and Trista shared a "secret" look. "Umm.. nothing important.." Michelle said.

"Oh really?" Elsa was unconvinced. "Could it be a possible that Michelle's in love?" She lightly teased.

Michelle choked back her laughter. "That's unlikely going to happen." She answered. This conversation was becoming ridiculous. "I'll be back in a second. I'm just going to the ladies room." She excused herself and got up from her seat.

* * *

Tracey Sketchit thanked the waitress kindly for bringing his order. He was ready to leave the café and he bought cold drinks with him.

"Well, I hope this is okay. I can't believe Tokyo is so expensive!" Tracey said. He was carrying a carbon tray that holds the four drinks altogether. He was absent-mindedly looking at his purchase when he collided with Michelle.

"Excuse me," Michelle said, looking annoyed.

"What?" Tracey exclaimed. He let go of his tray all of a sudden and the drinks went all over him and Michelle. They were now soaking wet.

"Oh geez, I'm so sorry miss." Tracey said regretfully, looking around for a napkin.

"How can you be so clumsy?" Michelle demanded.

"I said I WAS sorry!!" Tracey exclaimed, looking up at Michelle's face. He had taken a good look at the girl and he stopped talking. Michelle was glaring at him.

"Hey, Michelle! What's all the commotion?" Trista asked. Elsa and Amara were behind her.

"You….You're….Michelle Kaoih right???" Tracey's voice quivered.

"Yes. How did you know my name?" Michelle said suspiciously.

"Be….Because I'm you're nu….number fan…" He answered nervously.

"Hey, are you okay?" Elsa asked, looking at him worriedly.

"I'm even better…" He answered her. Suddenly, he felt all lights blackened out. He fainted on the spot.

"Oh my gosh!" Elsa exclaimed.

"Oh brother!!" Amara said, shaking her head in disbelief.

To be continued… Please stay tuned for Act 3.

So, how was it? This is my first time writing on the outer scouts looking normal for once.. Brock and Mina will be on the next act. So, the other couple will be there too..

PS: Elsa Gray is not a made-up character. She was one of the heart-snatcher's victims.