Pokemon Fan Fiction / Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Subtle Jealousy ❯ Part One ( Chapter 1 )

Subtle Jealousy: Part 1

Misty, Ash and Pikachu were travelling around on the island they landed on after the return trip blimp ride. Ash walked ahead with Pikachu as usual, paying little attention to anything except for the path ahead of him.

"You like him, don't you?"

Misty looked around her puzzled as to where the voice was coming from.

"Like who?" she asked, but the voice was gone. "Must be stress." She told herself.

They continued along the jungle path. Aside for the fact that they were literally stranded on and island, which they thought to be deserted, it was a beautiful day that seemed to melt away all you worries. Today was a holiday Misty thought she badly needed. Nothing was going to try and disturb her until once again Misty was stopped by the voice.

" I can help you."

" Help me with what?" she thought back at the invisible voice.

" Ash, I know you like him" it replied.

" What are you going on about, that's crazy!"

" Of course you'd say that, but deep down you know it's true…"the voice again disappeared.

Misty blinked back to reality to realise that Ash was staring at her in the face.

" What?!" she replied hotly.

" Watcha day dreaming about, Misty?" Ash asked sniggering.

" None of you're business, Ash!"
Ash shrugged his shoulders and continued on his way.

Misty tried to get back to her personal world of serenity but found that whenever her thoughts wandered, the voice would come back again. She constantly tried to ignore the pestering voice, but no matter what she did it always came back asking the same questions. Finally she gave into the voice and admitted that maybe she did like Ash, a little.

" It's a start..."

***

Ash had begun to wonder off into a thick jungle with Pikachu close behind him, Misty daydreaming, kept on the original path.

"Misty! That path ends at a cliff, look. Are you going to follow me or what?" he said peevishly.

Misty quickly snapped out of her trance.

" Sorry…" she replied, still a little out of it.

She knew it wasn't very easy on him, seeing as Brock just left and now they were stuck on some deserted island without him around to help them. But he was forgetting that she too was friends with Brock and also missed his company. Although, she had to admit, she had seemed to be drifting in and out of reality in a dreamy fashion. She realised she hadn't really been herself today, what with all the talking to voices in her head and then telling them secrets she hardly knew herself.

They continued their walk through the steaming jungle, the sun would have been beating down on them had it not been for thick canopy above them. This would have come as a comfort, apart from the fact that the canopy sealed in all the humidity making the walk almost unbearable. Slowly the pair trudged on.

"Ash, what are you looking for? Why can't we just stop here?" Misty asked in exasperation.

" I… I want somewhere with a stream, It's really hot and I want somewhere to cool off…don't you?"

Misty nodded complying that it seemed like a good idea, although she wished she didn't have to continue walking though the sweltering heat.
Finally, to Misty's relief, they came upon the perfect campsite. It had lush green grass, as it grew right next to the cleanest looking stream they had ever seen. Magikarp were splashing around in the water, Misty watched in awe as the sun glistened on their scales and shone through the water droplets in the air making a rainbow of jewels.
" You know, not many people appreciate the Magikarp, with these ones it's really hard to see why," Misty almost sighed as she watched on dreamily…at least until one of the Magikarp `gracefully' crashed into a rock in the stream, " Oh, `now' I see."

Misty looked over to where Ash was; he had started to set up their camp with Pikachu. She went over and joined them.

By the time they were finished the sunset was just disappearing, leaving pink and purple streaks across the sky, stretching out as if the sun didn't want to leave the sky for the night.

They cooked their dinner, ate it and were just sitting around the fire, talking. Ash continued to ask what was wrong with Misty during the day, but she kept replying that it was nothing to worry about. Although he didn't think so, he let it slide. Misty began to notice that his constant bugging was because he was concerned for her; heck even she was concerned for herself. She was never like this.

The two trainers looked up at the night sky, if only too avoid the uncomfortable silence that had fallen over the campsite. Each of them with the urge to say some, at least to break the silence, but all most just as strongly each felt they should say nothing.

Misty looked over at Ash who was poking at the fire with a stick and t had decided to talk to Pikachu. She smiled and blushed slightly as she kept watching him.

" Told you so."

" You're back!"

" I can help, help you get him…if you like?"

" How?"

" I have my ways, trust me, both of you are too stubborn to admit anything to each other with out a little help."

" Fine you can help, but only because it seems to please you. Maybe then you'll go away and leave me be. I don't really like him that much."

" Of course you don't…"the voice said in a slightly sarcastic tone, and then it disappeared again.

Although the night was extremely beautiful it seemed, almost mystical. Like someone had added a touch of magic to the air making the stars brighter, shining on the water reflecting like diamonds. Ash watched as the firelight danced around Misty, illuminating her hair to a blazing orange and creating a golden glow around her face. He stared in awe at how beautiful Misty looked and was about to compliment her, but decided against it in case of a bad reaction. What had forced him to even think of doing that, of even thinking that Misty was pretty! But when he looked back he melted back into awe over how stunning the night made her look. Misty saw out of the corner of her eye that Ash was intently staring at her. She blushed slightly; glad that is was too dark for him to notice. The setting was so perfect. What a magical night it seemed. Ash got up to say something, hopefully what Misty had been waiting for. Instead he declared he was going to bed, leaving Misty a little disappointed and again glad that is was too dark to really see each other's faces. If only she knew what he was really thinking. She sighed as they both went to their sleeping bags and fell asleep under the strangely beautiful moon.

***

Ash awoke the next morning to have Misty staring down at him with a worried look on her face.

" Mm…what's up?"

" Ash…it's… its Pikachu, there's something…something wrong with him."

Ash immediately responded to this and bounded over to where Pikachu was sighing helplessly on the ground.

" Pi…Kaaa," Pikachu replied weakly to Ash's arrival.

Ash stared down at his companion; Pikachu was in an awful state.

" Come one Ash, we have to find a pokemon centre!"

The two of them ran through the jungle hoping to end up somewhere near civilization. They ran for nearly half an hour, with Ash carrying the weakening Pikachu. Misty could see the determination in his eyes, the love for his little Pikachu. She knew she could never compete with that, never.

They kept on running and finally broke through the jungle, with minor cuts and bruises, and found to their surprise a rather well developed city. They ran around frantically looking for the pokemon centre. Ash looked desperate, he was panting heavily and he couldn't keep up the run much longer. But he had to get his Pikachu to Joy; nothing was going to get in the way of that. Misty saw that, sending her into even deeper self-pity. The voice was wrong it couldn't help. She had no chance.

They were on the brink of collapse when Misty suddenly caught a glimpse of the centre. Without stopping Ash kept on running towards it, leaving Misty behind in his wake. Nothing could stop him, nothing. Ash ran inside the pokemon centre and rushed Pikachu to Nurse Joy.

" Oh my!" she exclaimed "You're Pikachu is very sick, I'll have to put it in intensive care."

Nurse joy left the room with Pikachu, leaving behind a very worried Ash and Misty.

" Nice plan huh?"

" This is you're doing?!"

" Well last night didn't work, Ash's heart is only big enough for one of you. One of you had to go."

" Why you…" she tried to retort, but the voice was gone.

Misty was startled by what the voice said. It was basically along the same lines as what she was thinking. She knew there was no room for her in his heart, and so it seems did the voice. Was the voice part of her subconscious? Was she in some way creating this evil? Either way she knew it was all her fault, Pikachu's illness for subtle jealousy.

Nurse Joy quietly walked back into the room, with a sad expression on her face. Ash ran up to her, anxious to know what was wrong with his Pikachu.

" Ash I'm sorry, it's Pikachu. He's…he's…he's dieing Ash."

Ash just stood there in horror, stunned by the news that had just been delivered to him. He couldn't believe it, there was no way. He'd been through too much with Pikachu to be stopped by some stupid disease. There must be something he could do, there had to be.

" You have to do…"

Nurse Joy cut him short, " I'm sorry Ash, but there's nothing that I can do. You're Pikachu is beyond saving."

Misty watched in sympathy as Ash just slumped to the floor, quietly sobbing for his pokemon friend. Misty couldn't deny the fact that this was all her fault, if she hadn't made a deal, Pikachu wouldn't be dieing. She realised she had to do something. But what? Nurse Joy couldn't even save Pikachu. Then Misty suddenly remembered something that voice had said…Ash's heart is only big enough for one of you. One of you had to go…She now realised what she had to do. For Pikachu, and for Ash's sake. Misty quietly got up and left the pokemon centre. Ash wanted to go after her to find out why, but thought best not to. Misty loved Pikachu as well, and was probably grieving in her own way. Although he didn't know it that was not Misty's intention, not at all. He went into intensive to sit by the side of his slowly dieing Pikachu as Misty began her plan, starting with a letter…

***

What's Misty got up her sleeve? What could she possibly do to save Pikachu? What could be so bad that she needs a letter to tell it to Ash? Obviously something that's going to cost her a lot.

To be continued…

By issekiwa