Ok, for those that haven't read this, it's a crossover of Pokemon and Card Captor Sakura. This is to be the first part of a trilogy. This fic isn't complete by far yet, but there's plenty to read at the moment. It's action/romance/drama in a nutshell, with a bit more reality and proper sex appeal than normal.
PS. Thanks to Archaic and Damian for the modship! ;)
Chapter 1 – The Cold Light Of Day
Ash Ketchum looked up into the sky. It was a clear day, with a crisp, gentle breeze and a glowing sun showering down cascades of light that smothered the earth in their nourishing glow. But Ash wanted none of it. He wished that the sky was full of black clouds that stretched forever. He wished that no ray of light from the sun penetrated to the ground. He wished that it would rain and never stop. He wanted no light to penetrate his soul. He wanted to be shut away from everyone and everything.
And then he cried. He cried tears that had been holding back for days now. He couldn’t hold the anger and sorrow that was wrenching his soul apart. It all erupted in the form of salty tears that flowed down his sombre face and sobs that burst out the ringing of a bell. Hard and bellowing. It was nothing like the normal Ash Ketchum, so full of life and happy. He would have been ecstatic with what he had achieved five days ago. He had taken a major step in his ultimate quest to be a Pokemon Master. But right now, that meant nothing to him. He had almost considered giving it up for good. Only his Pokemon prevented him from going that far. Pikachu had been instrumental in that. His yellow buddy was one of very few that could comfort him in his darkest hour. His Pokemon were all that kept him going. That and his mother. Otherwise he would have instantly fallen into oblivion for eternity. But considering the state Ash was in, that might have been preferable.
He wiped the conglomeration of tears and sweat from his shattered body and soul and sighed heavily. He gently trekked across the resplendent green fields of Pallet Town, going nowhere in particular. He wouldn’t have known that his bare feet were walking across lush, velvety grass field. It felt more like he was walking along an endless array of hot coals, with no relief in sight. Almost everything hurt him now. Only the touch of his mother and his Pokemon could ease the pain. It hurt him just to be alive. But he knew he couldn’t give up now. That would be the cowardly and selfish thing to do. He owed it to her to keep going. Many times Ash had come close to losing his Pokemon, especially Pikachu, but he kept searching for them until he found them again. Team Rocket had always been a thorn in his side, but now they had stabbed him right in the heart, and left it raw and bleeding. For Team Rocket took away from him the one person in the entire world he cared about more than anything. Misty.
Misty. Just the mere thought of her brought Ash crashing to his knees. He looked up to the sky again. A light blue colour. Cerulean blue. Just like Misty’s home town, Cerulean City. Misty! Why was she gone?! Ash had tormented himself for five days about the sequence of events that would scar him forever. And still he had come no closer to understanding why things were like this. He should have been feeling on top of the world! For two years he had struggled through thick and thin on his latest leg to get to where he was, and finally he was reaping the rewards. He had been on his Pokemon journey for over five years now, and how they had changed him! When he started he was a clumsy, half-witted kid who wouldn’t know the first thing about being a Pokemon trainer. Now he had a deeper connection with his Pokemon than people could ever hope to obtain, and he had the accomplishments to merit his talents.
But what did all that mean if he no longer had Misty? Misty had kept him going the whole time. Initially she was incredibly mean and brutish, very much the brat. Then again, so was Ash. Neither gave the other any form of kindness. But as time passed, things between the two of them healed, and all their past bickering seemed like child’s play. They had become close friends and needed each other more than words could describe. Only Misty had stuck it out for the entire journey so far. Brock was there at the start, then he stayed in the Orange Islands with Professor Ivy, came back after rejection, helped them along the way again, then left again. It would have been folly of him to turn down that opportunity of a lifetime. A Pokemon breeding program made up of collaborations with the Laramie family, the Elm lab and the Oak lab. It was too good to refuse! Now Brock was finally able to live out his dream. Tracey was still working with Professor Oak and making groundbreaking discoveries of his own. It was just him and Misty.
Misty. Ash let himself slip away into his memories of the girl that would change his world forever. She was more than what she seemed. She was a beautiful soul. She wanted nothing more than to be the greatest Water Pokemon trainer of all time. And through their adventures, Misty had caught many different water Pokemon. She had an incredibly impressive team. All reflective of her generous and light-hearted nature, which masked the fiery and lively spirit within. Misty was really hard to handle in the early days, but after she became Togepi’s trainer, all that changed. She wasn’t in the mood to hit anyone or use that mallet of hers if anyone pushed her too far. She still had her intense moments, but she let her softer side come out too. And that seemed to have a positive effect on everyone, including Ash. And with every day that passed, Ash found himself wound up in the world of Misty Waterflower even more. Her shiny, lustrous orange hair was a real charm. The few times that Ash had seen her let her hair down, he went off the planet. She looked like an angel to him those few times he was lucky enough to see Misty in her true glory. Her blue eyes were mirrors to the incredible soul that lay within Misty’s dazzling physique. Her voice and laugh were insatiable, and Ash longed to hear them whenever he got the chance. Her smile shone so brightly in the world that it was like a homing beacon for Ash. Forever drawn to Misty. Puberty had started to kick in for the both of them, and Misty’s figure was reaching its peak. Her skin had a pearly glow that shone for miles, her voice was mellowing into a firm, sweet, seductive tone, and her chest had developed to the point where she became the attention of many young boys. Ash had to constantly fend them off. A daily trouble they both lived with. Ash’s voice was no longer squeaky and high-pitched, but more deep and powerful, which led to more people respecting him. His black crop of hair became even more shiny and tussled. His own chest had now firmed up considerably, and his physique was incredibly muscular now. He was now 16 years old, and Misty was 18. Ash had begun to notice that Misty was beginning to look at him in a certain way. Just like he looked at her. Things seemed bright for the two. And after his latest triumph against the odds, Ash had finally summoned up the courage to tell Misty how he really felt about her. And then it happened. And now nothing would be the same.
‘Incredible folks! The unbelievable has happened! Ash Ketchum has hung on to win the Johto League Championship Final!’
A massive roar erupted from the thousands of spectators that packed Silverstone Stadium. They’d never seen anything like it! The Astounding Mandy, and his awesome team of fully evolved Pokemon, with members like Exeggutor, Kingdra and Crobat had been beaten! And not only that, but by a team with only a few evolutions! Cyndaquil and the happy dancing Totodile were still in their starter forms, and his newly acquired Eevee had still yet to evolve. Bayleef had only just recently evolved from the Chikorita that simply adored affection. Noctowl’s super powers were enough to outdo its smaller physique, and Pikachu was far stronger than a Raichu could ever hope to be. Against all expectations, Ash had triumphed. After years of pain and heartbreak, things were finally falling into place! His journey in Johto had led to so many adventures, personal favours and detours, that Ash ended up getting his eighth badge one month too late. That left Ash in an incredibly despondent state. He had no idea what to do next. He had his heart set on competing in Johto, and he would have to wait 11 months until the next championship. 11 months! It was too much for him to comprehend! And Brock’s departure left him incredibly vulnerable. Ash had no intentions of quitting, but without a clear plan, he was left with no way to proceed.
Misty took it upon herself to bring Ash out of the slump. She convinced Ash to battle in the Indigo Championships again. She felt that with Ash’s team being as versatile and mature as it was, contrary to popular opinion, Ash would be able to win it this time. She knew that the only reason Ash didn’t beat Ritchie was because Team Rocket’s attack left Pidgeotto completely exhausted and Pikachu sub-standard. Team Rocket had condemned Ash to defeat that time. This time, Ash would have nothing standing in his way. For 5 months, Ash trained harder than he ever did in his entire life. With Misty at his side, Ash reached new heights, and his campaign in the Indigo League was a glorious one! He was virtually untroubled until the grand final, and even then he only needed half his team to win it all!
But there was something bigger he desired. Johto. That was the prized jewel he needed to acquire. Johto was on another level completely. But with Chikorita’s evolution, Ash’s chances were vaulted. Bayleef was able to stretch possibilities to the limit and stunned even the most cynical critics. Ash was consistently strong through the minor rounds in his half. In the other half, Gary Oak was also doing incredibly well. Until he met the Astounding Mandy. They were an incredibly even match, and the battle went right down to the wire. Crobat versus Umbreon. Gary’s team pretty much revolved around Umbreon, and it had been forced to beat two of Mandy’s other Pokemon to get to this point. With a relatively fresh Crobat, Mandy won a cliffhanger. Gary was shattered. Even with his newly acquired maturity and respect, he was still incredibly egotistical and quite the bragger. Gary didn’t take defeat in the semi-final well at all. Professor Oak, Gary’s grandfather, was considerably disturbed by Gary’s reactions and recent performances. Gary was an incredibly talented trainer. But he seemed to rely on Umbreon all the time. Oak didn’t like it at all. He never had any type discriminations, but Dark Pokemon always unsettled him in a way. And Umbreon being the ultimate Dark Pokemon, Oak could only speculate what Umbreon was doing to Gary. That left Ash and Mandy in the final. Unlike their first meeting, it was a real nailbiter. It was even all the way. One Pokemon would win then be instantly defeated by the next one. And Ash had made a critical type mismatch. When it got down to just two Pokemon each, Pikachu was forced to go up against Exeggutor. Only Ash’s Pikachu could ever have won that one. It drained itself of several hundred thousand volts in order to provide Ash with victory. The final battle was Bayleef and Crobat. It seemed Ash had lucked out, but Bayleef was something else. She never, ever gives up. And somehow she has beaten Pokemon you wouldn’t even think she could. Ever since Bayleef beat a Scizor during the Celebi fiasco, Ash knew that Bayleef was one of a kind. She took all that Crobat dealt her, and despite her type weaknesses, she dealt it back even harder. As Crobat’s shattered being fell to earth, deflating Mandy’s hopes of glory, a new day was rising on Ash’s career. All the pain, humiliation, loss and grief was worth it. He had already accomplished more than most ever would. He had now won three of the four leagues. In winning Orange, he won the right to fight Prima. In winning Indigo, he could now fight Bruno. In winning Johto, he now earned the right to face Agatha. Only one league was left. The Green League. And if he was able to win that one, he would then have the right to face Lance, and then he would then be fully qualified to face the Elite 4.
Days after winning Johto, Ash returned home to Pallet Town to catch up with his mother. He and Misty stayed with her for a few days, which allowed Dehlia to catch up on years she hadn’t been there to see Ash grow up. It was something that always weighed her down, but with Misty as a friend, Ash seemed to be doing just fine. During that time, Ash and Misty made plans to qualify for the Green League. It seemed that it was the most difficult league of all. But if Ash was ever going to be able to defeat the Elite 4 and become a Pokemon Master, he’d have to win the Green League. Realistically, his team needed far more experience. As amazing as Cyndaquil and Totodile were, he needed fully evolved Pokemon. He knew that Bayleef would soon evolve into Meganium. And he knew that Eevee was bound to be something great. He was going to leave it up to Eevee to decide what it would evolve too. Any decision would be fine with him. After getting an updated Pokedex and catching up with Brock and Tracey, Ash was off. But as he left, Professor Oak gave him the GS Ball. Ash was stunned. He hadn’t seen it since he gave it to Kurt over a year ago. Kurt had found that there was a time lock on the GS Ball, and that it was going to open in two weeks! Oak said whatever Pokemon inside would be Ash’s. Ash was confused as to why he didn’t give it to Gary. Oak made it perfectly clear that Gary was going along a path that disgusted him greatly. Apparently Gary had won the final of the Green League, and now he only needed to win Johto in a year’s time to qualify to fight the Elite 4. He had a list of top trainers to battle meanwhile, and he was prepared to take a vacation for a few months too. Ash still considered Gary to be the fly in his soup, and vowed to win the Green League, beat the Elite 4 and become a Pokemon Master before Gary did. Oak gave Ash his vote of confidence. In saying that, he made it clear that he wanted Ash to accomplish the ultimate dream, and that Gary would only once he learnt the true meaning of being a Pokemon trainer.
And then it all went wrong. Sitting in the lush, green groves on the fringe of Pallet, Ash and Misty were taking their last break before departing to the Green League. Light pink cherry blossoms floated to the ground in the crisp spring breeze, and the golden rays of the mothering sun showered everything in its loving rays of light. Bird Pokemon were soaring gracefully across the azure blue sky. Misty was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans that hugged her figure perfectly along with her trademark yellow sleeveless top. She started wearing jeans ever since young boys spent too much time checking her out, and it got to the point Misty was bringing out the mallet again. But Ash was more than equipped to handle the situation as well. With some stinging words that sometimes couldn’t be repeated ever again combined with a hyper-charged Pikachu, boys knew to glance and then move along. Misty was fine with boys liking her, but they were liking her too much for just one particular reason. Ash was still wearing his usual outfit, except he no longer donned the Pokemon League cap. He let his spiky black hair stand out for everyone to see. Although many teen girls spent too much checking out Ash’s butt to notice, which left them facing the less pleasant side of Misty, which is a curse you never want to experience twice. They were just kids when they met, and now they were teens, close to adulthood. Friendship brought them closer that anyone could imagine. And Ash was finally prepared to say what was in his heart. He walked up to the duck pond nearby and gently removed a water lily flower from the cool, crystal clear waters that reflected his figure just like a mirror. Ash smoothed out his hair just a little, took a deep breath, and braced himself. He walked over to Misty and presented her with the flower. “I thought you might like this, Misty.”
Misty smiled instantly upon presentation of the flower. “Thank you Ash. It’s beautiful.” Misty loved water lilies when she was growing up in Cerulean City. It led to her affinity with water and her desire to become a Water Pokemon Master. She loved to spend many sunny days lying in shady groves, feeling the gentle kiss of spring breezes caressing her pearly face, as she laid down in cool, lush, emerald green grass, with creamy white lily flowers in her hair. Seeing Ash giving her the flower brought up all those memories in a flashing instant, and made her feel so high. She was about to place it in her silky orange locks when Ash let his right hand slowly slide up her neck, past her ear, into the silky tendrils and place the flower slightly to the left side of her head in just the right place. Misty rose up and slowly walked with a feminine grace to the pond that left Ash totally mesmerised. He felt he was in a dream at the moment, and he never wanted to wake up from it. Misty stared at her reflection with a look of pride in her appearance.
“Wow, Ash. You knew just where to place it.”
“It’s not too heard when you’ve got someone as beautiful as you are.”
Misty froze. That comment revealed more than she expected. She had liked Ash for quite some time, but never knew if he felt the same way about her. She slowly swirled around with a starstruck look in her eyes that made Ash felt like his heart was going to explode if he didn’t reveal all right now. The moment was right. And that look conveyed something only the two of them could understand. Ash felt himself lulling his eyes into their own dreamy look, showing Misty that the feeling was definitely mutual. Her heart began to pound and she could feel butterflies in her stomach. Ash’s lungs were about to crush from the pressure building up in him. Something had to give.
“I mean...Misty, we’ve been friends for a long time.”
“Mmmm. Quite some time.” Ash felt like he’d died and gone to heaven. Everything around him was melting away, leaving him aware of nothing but the angel standing in front of him. Misty felt like she was breathing underwater, feeling the cool caress of the liquid life all over her, and that Ash was the only thing left as everything else drained away. The two stared into each other’s eyes for a moment that seemed to last for eternity. Ash’s right hand slowly moved forward, shaking like an earthquake. Misty gently extended her own shaking right hand, taking Ash’s strong, lightly tanned hand in her own smooth, graceful, slender fingers. That gesture conveyed more than a million words ever could, and both felt themselves slipping away.
“Misty, I care about you more than anything in the entire universe.”
Ash didn’t even recognise what he’d said until he’d said it, and felt like he was going to collapse with embarrassment. But all it took to relieve him was a gentle reply from Misty.
“Ash, I care about you in the same way.”
This was it. No turning back now. Ash’s dark brown irises stared into Misty’s sapphire eyes, and the two of them locked in a gaze they couldn’t get out of. They slowly moved toward each other, yet with a confidence they had never felt before. Ash leaned forward and Misty extended her arms invitingly. Their heads gradually stretched towards each other like sprouting plants, and their lips spread apart like flower petals at dawn. Then they met each others, and they felt ecstasy upon contact. Bliss that words could never describe. Years of confined feelings that were sheltered up for none to see, hear or feel were suddenly brought down to earth. The glass walls around them crashed into a zillion pieces, and they all melded from that moment. Ash let his right hand drift up to Misty’s silky orange locks and let in linger there, enjoying every sensation that was invoked into his fingers, never wanting to let it leave there, while his left hand slid around her back, gently caressing her spine and massaging her shoulders. Misty let her left hand float like a butterfly and land in the mist of Ash’s spiky black locks, relishing the stimulating response, while her right hand cupped round his neck, stroking it as if she were stroking a newborn kitten. Their tongues broke from their subdued positions and eagerly met each other halfway. The scene lasted for several minutes, but it seemed more like several lifetimes. Everything the two felt for each other was conveyed in that kiss. They finally parted lips, and lingered just a few centimetres from each other. Now that the two had revealed how they truly felt, the future was bright.
Then came a storm that tore Ash apart. Two figures in black clothing jumped from the shadows and snatched Misty away from Ash. The dream that was reality was now cruelly shattered in a second, and Ash felt like he’d been fatally shot.
“Ash! Help me!” Misty screamed her entire soul out as she felt herself being sucked into darkness. She longed to stay in the light. In the warmth. With Ash. With Ash! But all she felt was darkness, icy chills and Ash slipping away.
Ash reacted with a snap. “Great! I can’t use Pikachu on whoever these two are! Alright then! Noctowl! I choose you!” Ash threw out a pink and white Pokeball, and Noctowl materialised from the resulting white flash.
“Noctowl, use hypnosis!”
“Umbreon, block it!” One of the figures through out their own Pokeball, and an Umbreon came out. Ash then remembered how he felt when he first saw Gary’s Umbreon. This one was terrifying! It was so black that no light seemed to reflect of it at all! As if it was nothing! The golden voodoo symbols looked like deadly poison that was about to suck up his soul and slowly eat away at it. And those blood red eyes conveyed pure madness with murderous intent. Ash shrank away in absolute horror as Umbreon absorbed all of Noctowl’s attack, feeling no effect whatsoever.
“Umbreon, faint attack!”
Umbreon melted away into three separate beings in a transparent black film, then all lurched forward. Noctowl felt itself slipping away and was out cold. Ash was beside himself. Whoever these people were, they had Dark Pokemon that were like no other!
“I told ya this would be a sinch, Melvis! Now let’s split! We got the girl, and that’s all Gio wanted!”
“Why don’t we nail the kid? This punk deserves it for what he did five days ago! I wanna blow his brains out and see them splattered all over the ground right now! Say goodbye to your prince, sweetheart!”
Misty screamed a bone-chilling scream, yet the figures were unaffected. The one with the gun aimed it at Ash’s head, while Ash stood there, frozen like an ice sculpture, sweat draining form him like melted ice.
“Hey! Gio said we don’t do him in yet! We’ve got BIG plans for him!”
“Yeah! Ash Ketchum will regret ever messing with Team Rocket!”
Team Rocket! Ash couldn’t believe it! They were kidnapping Misty! After all he had done to get here, after he bared his soul, and after Misty and he had finally met in true intimacy, it was all falling apart! All because of five days ago! Ash remembered what happened then. Not only did he win Johto, but he also met Giovanni, the despised leader of Team Rocket, face to face. What followed next was something out of a move. If that girl hadn’t shown up, Ash and Misty would surely have perished. That girl teamed up with Ash and they saved the crowds from the Rocket onslaught. Giovanni obviously wanted revenge. Immediate revenge. And he was doing it in the worst way possible!
“Bayleef, go!” The spicy, leafy grass Pokemon emerged in an instant. On top of Ash! Obviously in search of affection.
“Bayleef, Misty’s in trouble!”
Bayleef snapped into action. She swung round to face the Rockets and fired out her Vine Whip, cracking the Rockets smack on their noses!
“That weed broke my nose! I’ll get you punk! Go Houndoom!”
The hellish personification of fire and evil combined formed in front of Bayleef, scaring her more than anything ever could. Few things could ever scare Bayleef, but Houndoom was one of them! Houndoom spewed out a vicious Flamethrower, causing Bayleef to sprint to the side. Houndoom’s fire is incredibly savage. If you get burned by it, the burns take weeks of healing to heal. Bayleef could ill afford that, and fired out a few Razor Leaves as she skipped away from the blast. Houndoom quickly incinerated them, leaving Bayleef in a predicament.
“Return Umbreon, Houndoom!” Ash looked up into the sky. The Rockets were getting away in a balloon! And they had Misty! Ash was panicking like crazy. Noctowl was out cold, so how was he going to get that balloon?!
“Pikachu, give the balloon head the biggest Thunder you can!”
Pikachu didn’t want to shock Misty, but this was a desperate time, which calls for desperate measures. Pikachu emerged from the bushes, skipped towards the fleeting balloon, powered up the zippy electric sacs on its cheeks, letting power flow as concentrated as it could, letting it erupt in a scintillating bolt of yellow fire, piercing the air like an arrow, heading straight for the balloon. The bolt then changed course and was sucked into the bottom of the balloon! No flash resulted!
“Sucked in, twerp! Everyone knows about YOUR Pikachu! As if we wouldn’t have made this balloon electric-proof!”
Ash felt himself falling. Falling forever into nothingness. He stared up at Misty, who was leaning over the basket edge, unable to break the Rocket’s grasp.
“Say goodbye lovers! The next time you see each other again, neither of you are gonna live through it!”
Ash felt himself falling to pieces. He held himself together for one last phrase.
“Misty. I love you!”
Misty deflated as soon as the words hit her ears and broke into tears. “I love you too, Ash! I’ll love you forever!”
In those final moments, they conveyed feelings they would have for the rest of their lives in just those few seconds. Dates, surprises, sex, marriage, children, holidays, and all the intimate moments that only the two of them can understand because only they live them out. And they lived a lifetime of love in those few moments as Misty drifted away, while Ash was left on the ground, stranded and broken.
Ash looked up at the sky again. The sky that broke his heart. He knew what he had to do. He had to find Misty no matter what. He would win the Green League and become a Pokemon Master. But he needed help. He couldn’t do it alone. He needed help on this one. Then he remembered the only other person in the world he could rely on...