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It Wasn't Supposed To Be This Way	By : SpiralBreeze Category: Pokemon > Het - Male/Female Views: 10411 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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It Wasn't Supposed To Be This Way

By Spiral Breeze

Chapter One

“Great...” The only seat left in the waiting room was between two very heavily pregnant women, both at least ten to fifteen years older then herself. She sighed, adjusted her bag on her shoulder and took the seat. Somewhere she had heard that expectant mothers shouldn’t be on their feet for that long anyway.

“Hi.” The blond woman on her left said a little bit too chipper.

“Uh, hi.”

The woman pointed to her bulbous stomach. “Twins.”

“Nice.”

“Are you-”

“Oh... um... I.”

“I’m sorry, I assumed you were, most everyone else here is... but you look so young...”

“I’m just here for a checkup.”

“Ah.” The blond smiled. “I’m due any day now of course, can’t wait, my husband is out taking the Pokémon to the Hotel so we can have a couple of weeks just as a family.

“Interesting.” Then, instantly she was talking without even knowing why. “I would think that you should keep them home with you to get used to the new babies, I mean it’s just like capturing a new Pokémon, they need time to get used to the others.”

“Oh, are you a trainer?”

“Uh... Cerulean City Gym Leader.”

“How ex- oh!” The woman yelped and grabbed Misty’s hand placing it on her large belly. “Here feel, they put up quite the fight.”

Misty’s hand tensed as she felt the moving flesh beneath her fingertips. She quickly pulled her hand away and held it to her chest.

“Sorry...”

“No, no it’s alright dear... I’m just so happy I want everyone to feel them jumping around in there, it really is amazing.”

“Mrs. Withers!” A nurse called from the doorway.

“Oh that’s me, nice talking to you hon.” The blond hefted herself awkwardly and waddled through the door.

Misty raised her hand in a silent goodbye and shuddered. She quickly decided to put in her ear buds and listen to some music, before another woman decided to talk to her.

One Lady Gaga song later and the nurse was calling her name through the doorway. She turned off the music and made her way to the empty examination room. The nurse motioned for her to sit on the table.

“So Ms. Waterflower, what are you here for today?”

She inhaled slowly and adjusted the waist band of her shorts.

“I had a positive pregnancy test.”

“Ok, when was your last menses?”

“Uh... I guess over two months ago, I can’t remember the exact day.”

“Ah. Ok then, why don’t you remove all your clothes from the waist down, put this gown on and the doctor will be in to examine you shortly.”

The nurse walked out and closed the door, leaving Misty to change. She put the gown on and sat back on the table covering herself as best as she could with the gown and sheet. Three agonizing minutes of listening to a commercial for catheters over the intercom and the doctor came inside the room.

“Hello Ms. Waterflower.” He glanced down at the chart in his hand. “So, you had a positive pregnancy test?”

“Yes.” How many times would she have to tell them that.

“Alright, now besides two missed periods, have there been any other symptoms, nausea, vomiting, tender breasts? Anything?”

“No.”

“Ok, I’m gonna go ahead and give you an ultrasound, there’s no point in waiting for a blood test when we can find out right now. I’ll be taking some blood later to run the standard tests though.” He guided Misty to lie down and covered her lower half with the sheet, leaving her belly exposed. He turned on the machine and squirted some jelly like gloop onto her skin. Then he ran the wand over her lower abdomen, pressing into her flesh. “And there we are!” The doctor turned the monitor toward Misty so she could see and turned the sound on. A very fast beating was heard over the speakers.

“There’s your baby Ms. Waterflower. Now you’re about eight weeks or so, and all the baby’s main features are present at this time, the head, arms-”

A loud sob was heard and the doctor turned his head to see Misty’s face covered by the gown, crying into it. He stopped the machine and grabbed a paper towel to clean her up.

“Ms. Waterflower, are you alright?”

“No...”

“Do you need a moment alone?”

“No, I’ve been alone for two months, alone for three days waiting for this appointment... I haven’t told anyone, and there- how am I going to tell Ash!”

“I take it Ash is the father?”

“Yes!” She wailed.

The doctor attempted to give her some tissues but couldn’t get her to uncover her face.

“Wait, not Ash as in Ash Ketchum? That kid from Pallet Town who just got the Master title?”

Misty sobbed even harder, prompting a nurse to knock on the door and ask if everything was ok.

“She’s just... upset.” The nurse rolled her eyes and closed the door again.

“Of course I’m upset!” Misty sat up, all puffy eyed and swollen. “I’m pregnant, the father of my baby is god only knows where and I... I don’t even want to be pregnant!”

The doctor sighed and sat down rubbing his temple.

“As a medical professional, I can offer you other options.”

“I didn’t say I wanted the little bugger dead! I just didn’t want this... at this time.”

“I see. In that case, I can give you a few numbers to call, support groups, women’s help centers, that sort of thing. I highly recommend you speak with someone, you don’t have to be alone.” He turned and opened the door. “You can get dressed and I’ll be back to do the rest of the exam.”

After being loaded with a bag of pamphlets, magazines, a chart on healthy eating, and a due date of January fifteenth, Misty walked back home to the Gym and removed the “Will Be Back At 3pm” sign taped to the outside of the door. She didn’t feel like battling any trainers today despite the two young boys who were sitting on the steps awaiting her return.

“Hey! It’s after three, and now you’re not gonna open at all?”

“Tough luck kid.”

“Oh, yeah? I’ll battle you right here right now!” The smaller of the two shouted. His voice hadn’t even changed yet.

“Buzz off kid. I’m not battling anyone today.”

“Charmander! I choose you!”

“Woah, Charmander? Really? You do know that this gym specializes in water Pokémon don’t you? Are you retarded or something?”

“I only have two Pokémon. Charmander is my most powerful, he’ll kick your Starmie’s ass in a heart beat!”

“Excuse me?” Misty was outraged. She threw down her bag and spun around. “How dare you use that language! If you were my kid, I’d take away your Pokémon and send you to your room for a month!”

“Well you can’t do that, now are you gonna battle me, or do I have to tell Charmander to use Ember on you!”

“Ember? You have got to be kidding me kid. Go now before I call Officer Jenny.”

Misty picked up her bag again; opening the door, she stepped inside, she made to close it but the kid put his foot in the door.

“Let me in you bitch.”

This wasn’t happening, this kid was pushing the door, her hands were full, he just called her a bitch, and she was suddenly very much aware of the life in her womb.

“I’m calling Officer Jenny.” She said, her voice shaking.

“Dude what are you doing?” His taller friend had suddenly decided to speak up, and he appeared rather frightened. “We’ll come back tomorrow, come on.”

“No, I want that badge now! I’ve been waiting all day!”

Somehow Misty managed to bring her cell phone to her ear.

“Call Police.” The operator answered. “... hello, this is the Cerulean City Gym Leader, a trainer is trying to force his way in... please send someone hurry!”

“You think that’s gonna scare me? Charmander use scratch!” If Ash had been there he would have dropped on the floor in a riotous fit of laughter at the site of this small fire Pokémon scratching the door with such determination. Yet, even though the attack had little effect on the door, Misty was still very much afraid. Luckily as the Charmander moved about scratching, the boy removed his foot from between the door and stepped back to stand next to his friend, arms folded across his chest in a cocky pose that held entirely too much confidence.

The red head managed to lock the door and quickly ran through the gym and upstairs to her apartment. Upon locking that door, she heard the approaching sound of sirens, sighing in relief she sat on the couch and tried to catch her breath, it was then that she realized she was shaking then the tears came.

Several moments later, there was a knock on the door.

“This is Officer Jenny, is anyone in there?”

“I’m here.” She stood and walked to the door, checking the peep hole just in case, all those years of being hunted down by Team Rocket had made her wary of impostors. Another sigh and she opened the door.

“Are you ok?”

“Yes, now that you’re here.”

“So tell me what happened.”

Misty turned and walked back to the couch, plopping down, she grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly to her chest. Officer Jenny followed and sat, taking out a small note pad and pen.

“I came home and a trainer was waiting outside, I told him that I wasn’t opening the gym today, and he tried to attack me with his Charmander.”

“I see. I saw the scratch marks on the door down stairs.”

“Yes... his Pokémon did that... scratch attack.”

“You know, I’m going to be very honest with you Ms. Waterflower, we down at the precinct know this address very well. It seems that when your sisters are here, we have to respond almost nightly to out of hand parties. There have also been quite a few times when they falsely accused a trainer of attacking them or trying to rob them or some other nonsense.”

To say Misty was shocked was an understatement, she knew her sisters went a little overboard with their parties, but she had either been asleep upstairs or away with Ash when they happened. This had been the first time she heard of them truly getting in trouble with the police over their lack of responsibility.

“I didn’t know.” Was all she could say.

“I know you don’t, you weren’t here. This however does look suspicious, that kid down there is ten years old, you’re an adult who runs the gym and own some very powerful Pokémon.”

“So what? You think I did something to him? Look if you don’t believe me, you can just look at the security footage.”

“There’s tapes?” Officer Jenny looked as if Christmas had come early. “Your sisters-”

“Well, now knowing what you just told me, I’m not surprised they didn’t tell you.”

“Ms. Waterflower, you do realize that I’m gonna have to obtain a warrant for those tapes.”

“Take them, maybe it’s just the wake up call my sisters need.”

“In any case, I’m letting that kid go with a warning, he still has a right to seek a badge from this gym. When you let him in, is of course entirely up to your discretion, but let’s be honest, we both know that kid needs some serious training before he can take you on.” Officer Jenny finished with a smile. “You ok other wise though?”

“Yeah... just a little shaken.”

“Understood, call us if there’s any other problems.”

Misty followed Officer Jenny out and secured the gyms doors, making sure the alarm and security system were activated before heading back upstairs. Where was Ash when she needed him, or Brock or Tracey... hell even Gary for that matter? Someone to really assure her that she wasn’t going mad. She wanted Ash, even if all he was going to talk about was the several badges he owned, it sure was better than sitting here alone, waiting for a baby.

*))O((*

“...oh god, Ash... right there yes, yes!” The red head panted on her back, legs spread while Ash sucked on her folds. “Mmmm... ah, ah ahh!”

Her speech had become incoherent, her left hand pushed Ash’s head down and her right twisted and pulled her nipples. She licked her fingers and rubbed the saliva into the left and then the right peak, she was so close, he had promised to finish her off in the bed last night and currently on the Mareep skin by the fire this morning after he had licked up all the honey he “accidentally” spilled on her.

She felt him hook his fingers inside her, really hitting her g-spot as his tongue continued to lick and suck, Ash was creative, he enjoyed using both his nose and chin for the job as well. Then he shifted, Misty shuddering when the cool air hit, and he replaced his tongue with his free hand, furiously rubbing her clit with his thumb. So very close, and suddenly it was there she arched her back, letting out a tiny scream of delight, grabbing her breasts roughly while the boy between her legs continued to thrust his fingers inside her making sure she rode out every second of her orgasm with the filled sensation that she loved.

When she opened her eyes, Ash was over her, his trade mark smirk plastered to his face. She cupped his cheeks and kissed him, tasting her own juices on his lips. She could feel his erection poking her thigh, but she had other ideas.

“Wait, lets go to the bathroom.”

“What do you have in mind?”

“A shower, with you in it.”

“Ah, I knew there was a reason your last name was Waterflower.”

“Ash...” Misty sighed and stood, briefly wondering whose job it was to wash the Mareep skin, there were sticky spots from the honey as well as a small wet spot from when she came.

They both made their way to the bathroom, and once inside Misty turned on the shower heads to her preferred water temperature. The shower was huge, it could easily fit six or more people with at least two shower heads or water spouts for each person. Her eyes caught the mosaic on the floor of a mermaid, her breasts exposed, her long red head flowing behind her back, one hand holding some type of scepter the other a Pokéball.

“Kinda looks like you.”

“Mmm.” He kissed her lips. “Yes, but I have legs.”

“Thank god for that.”

Misty stepped into the shower and pulled Ash in after her, who closed the frosted glass doors, trapping the steam inside. They stood under the largest of the shower heads simply allowing the water to flow over their bodies.

“Hold on... running water always makes me need to pee. ‘Scuse me...” Ash was about to walk to the other side of the shower when Misty grabbed his hand.

“No wait.”

“For what?”

“Pee on me.”

“Excuse me?”

“I said pee on me. Do I need to spell it out for you Ash Ketchum?”

“Uh... no... but that’s kind of a kinky request.”

“I know, and that’s exactly what it is I’m feeling right now.”

“You’re in the shower, and you want to be peed on?”

“Yeah, look if it’s gonna be that much of an issue...”

“Nah, actually I think it’ll be kinda sexy. So where do you want it?”

“Uh...” Misty kneeled down and cupped her breasts in both hands. “Here.”

“Ok...” Ash stood in front of her and aimed his flaccid length at her chest, relaxing and waiting for the flow to start, soon it did but Misty surprised him by opening her mouth, and grabbing his member. She didn’t swallow, but rather allowed the warm piss to spill out of her mouth and on to her chest, her free hand washing her breasts with it just like it was water. “God... that’s kinda hot.”

When the last drops fell, the red head licked the now growing erection clean, pushing her tongue inside and around the foreskin to gather every last drop of liquid. She stood, abandoning the pleading cock, eliciting a groan from the young man.

“Can I pee on you now?”

“Uh...” Ash seemed somewhat hesitant; peeing on someone else was one thing, but did she expect him to drink her urine as well? “I... don’t think I’m comfortable with it in my mouth.”

“Honest enough answer.”

“I didn’t know you were into that sort of thing.”

“I kinda just found out now... I saw it online once, this guy peeing right into this girl’s mouth and she swallowed some and spit some out and then he peed on her tits, and then she opened her legs and he peed on her pussy. Come to think of it, that guy must have had to drink an awful lot in order to pee that much.”

“I guess... so did she pee on him?”

“Yeah, she peed on his dick, and then, he started rubbing her and splashing the pee everywhere. I don’t know why but it really turned me on.”

“Well in that case...” Ash began rubbing Misty with his whole palm and soon he felt the trickle of hot pee flow through his fingers, so he rubbed faster splashing it on her thighs and then cupped both his hands together catching the stream and bringing the liquid to pour over Misty’s chest.

The red head grabbed him by the wrists and brought both his hands to her face licking the pee from his fingers...

Misty smiled, musing about that morning as she washed her hands in the sink after using the bathroom, it seemed frequent urination was another side effect she had to look forward to. It was the conversation after the steamy bout of love making that she didn’t want to remember...

“So Ash... is it back home to Pallet?”

“Hmm?” He was lost in thought, and Misty knew then that the wanderlust was back. “Sorry... what?”

“Are we gonna go back to Pallet tomorrow?”

“I... I really don’t know, I should go visit my Pokémon at Oak’s, but Mist, you know I can’t sit still for more than a couple of days.”

“Caterpie in your pants?”

The young man laughed, probably remembering all those years ago.

“Actually, a few people have asked for interviews, you know different radio and TV stations across the different regions. One of the universities in Hoenn wants to book me for a lecture.” He ran his fingers through his hair. “I’ve never done a lecture before Mist, I don’t even know where to begin.”

“It’ll be a piece of cake, you’ll be talking about what you love Ash, it’ll come from the heart, training Pokémon is your passion, if someone asked me to talk about the ocean, I could do it in a heart beat.”

“Yeah... but... I don’t know, I suppose I had always dreamed about finally becoming a Master, and now that I’m here... well... I never thought about what I would do after the fact.”

“You’ve held on to your dreams since you were little, and you finally reached your goal, you can do whatever you want.”

“You’ll come with me right?”

They both jumped at the sound of Misty’s cellphone vibrating across the glass table.

“It’s Daisy... hey Dais, how’s it go-, oh...” Ash cocked an eyebrow and Misty shrugged her shoulders, then she frowned. “No, I under-... um... Daisy, I don’t-, fine... I get it o-... yes... I’ll do it, yeah... yes! Ok... I love you too.”

“What was that about? She wouldn’t even let you speak.”

“Ash, my sisters are going to the Orange Island’s for some conference-”

“Bull shit.”

“My thoughts exactly... but listen, they want me to run the gym while they’re gone... they said they owe money on some bills and that someone needs to be there to battle trainers and run the aquarium.”

“Basically, you work for the money so they could spend it.”

Misty sighed.

“Ash, I can’t let them loose the gym... my parents-”

“It’s ok.” He placed his hand over hers squeezing it gently. “You don’t need to say it. You know I understand completely. We can figure this out right now. If I go for a couple of weeks and do the interviews, you can head back to Cerulean and get the gym’s finances back in order. Just do me a favor, once all the bills are paid, you are going to keep the rest of the money got it? Seriously, I as a Pokémon Master, order you to.”

“It would be nice to do some shopping.”

“Don’t leave your sisters a dime.”

“Just a couple of weeks?”

“How long did Daisy say they’d be gone to this supposed conference of theirs?”

“She said two weeks.”

“Then two weeks it is. Then I’ll meet you back in Cerulean and we’ll figure everything out from there, we’ll take one day at a time.”

As Misty watched various water Pokémon eat their dinners, she thought bitterly of the past two months she had been alone. Two weeks had past long ago, and now here she was eight weeks pregnant, and she had been waiting an additional six weeks for Ash to come back, she knew her sister’s weren’t going to come home any time soon, they didn’t think in terms of calendar days, two weeks could mean two years, and now two months ago was beginning to feel like a lifetime ago for her.

At least she had managed to pay off the water company’s bill, now the gym was debt free, any trainers she beat was profit. Which of course she was going to need now that there was a baby on the way. A baby needed diapers, and clothes, and a crib and toys, and food. She briefly thought of Togepi, the little egg Pokémon who later evolved into Togetic. Togepi was a baby, and she took care of it, feeding it, bathing it, rocking it to sleep. Misty suddenly realized that if she could take care of Togepi back then, she could certainly take care of a baby now.

This particular discernment made everything seem just a tiny bit easier for the red head. Yet she still had to find a way to tell Ash, and that perhaps was going to be the most difficult part of all.

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