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  • Artist Info: ~All rights go to MaiasPen on Pokemon Tower. Also on Deviantart I believe~ “Oh, Ash,” Misty closes the space between us, her hands looping around my <br />
    neck, but not to choke me, to love me. “I’ve been waiting to hear you say that.” <br />
    Nothing separates us now. As our lips connect my world begins to whirl and spin <br />
    and spiral with bliss! I’m like a twirling Skiploom in the air! I am so carefree, and yet I <br />
    care so much for the girl in my arms. As my senses dance I know that this feeling has <br />
    nothing to do with the alcohol. I am intoxicated wholly by my girl’s lips. Together our <br />
    mouths divulge into a sinfully wonderful tango. I am going to kiss her until I no longer <br />
    can. Until my jaw aches. Until she takes the last bit of air from my lungs! If this were to <br />
    be my final breath, then, let it be known that Ash Ketchem died the world’s happiest <br />
    man! Am I a sappy romantic? Damn right I am! And for Misty I’ll shout it to the stars.<br />
    At long last our lips slide apart; hers press against my cheek. Misty is panting, but <br />
    I can feel her smile upon my skin. I wrap my arms around her, playfully wiggling my <br />
    nose alongside hers. Misty giggles. Her laugh is so genuine and so beautiful that it nearly <br />
    brings tears to my eyes. I know that she has not laughed like this in a long time. From this <br />
    moment on I vow to make her laugh like this every single day for as long as I live. <br />
    Misty is no longer Oak’s trophy. Perhaps Oak won’t even care that she’s leaving <br />
    him? Perhaps her leaving may make him worse? But, there is a chance that it also might <br />
    make him better. Oak is the one who loves them and leaves them. Having the tables <br />
    turned might be his much needed wake-up call. I wish no ill-will on Oak. My opinion of <br />
    him is low, but I’d never want to see him truly suffer. I hope that one day Oak will love a <br />
    girl the way I love Misty. There has to be a girl out there who can charm him; who can <br />
    change him. But that girl is not my girl. She’s not Misty. She is in my arms now and I do <br />
    not intend to let her go again. When I go back to the Plateau tomorrow I am bringing her <br />
    with me. <br />
    Misty’s lips find my ear: “I love you, Ash.” Our heartaches melt away like <br />
    icebergs, only the hot spring of our passion boils on. <br />
    “I love you too.” I mean every word. Misty and I have a lot to talk about. We have many plans to make. It’s not all <br />
    going to be easy. But we are going to make it work. We are together at last and I’ll walk <br />
    through hell before I let her go again. I’ve already braved the flames, and for her I would <br />
    do it again. Tonight is a night that I have dreaded, that I have loathed. I was barely able to <br />
    endure this night but a short time ago; and now the nightmare has become a romance <br />
    movie dream. Only . . . it’s real. This is not the hallucination of a drunk. Or a nut-job. Or <br />
    a fool. <br />
    Tonight was my emotional execution. Sometimes you have to suffer and die <br />
    before you can experience heaven. <3 (Gary is with Misty at Garys birthday party, but Gary leaves with another girl, and Ash and Misty realize their love.) Maia, thank you my dear friend! :3
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