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Under Cerulean Skies	By : RichardH Category: Pokemon > Het - Male/Female Views: 9254 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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So Many Battles...

Misty lazily awoke and stretched a bit, wrapping her arms back around her boyfriend and smiling happily. Ash was snuggled into her chest, his arms wrapped tightly and affectionately, still a child in a grown up body deep down. She was happy about it, it felt nice to have him in her arms, holding him, letting him show her how much he needed her. It was a wonderful feeling, though not as wonderful as yesterday's event at the beach. It also seemed like she took her shirt off during the night, because she could feel his warm breath on her bare skin, then again, all the windows were shut and it was the middle of summer. She didn't want to get up, she really didn't, but it was either get up and crack the windows and let the fresh and somewhat cool breeze to blow in or snuggle and quite literally melt together. Luckily, Pikachu entered the room, and moreover they were both under the blankets and he couldn't see her naked body.

"Pikachu," Misty sighed, moving her arm ever so slightly to point a finger at the window. He nodded and started opening windows in the room, even the one above the bed. She smiled and rubbed his head as he finished, feeling some rustling under the blanket. She gasped softly as she felt his lips press against the mounds on her chest, feeling his hands rest on and squeeze her breasts gently. She smiled and hugged his head tightly, slightly panting as her lover felt her up, and feeling him worm his head out from under the blanket. He pressed his lips to hers, giving her a innocent and passionate kiss, she giggled a little, a lovely little wake-up for both of them.

"Good morning," the said simultaneously, pull away and looking into each other's eyes. They kissed again right after, it just felt right, like they needed to kiss each other and hold each other close. Their arms started to rubs each other as the made out, the blanket slowly pulling down, revealing her bare chest and back, but she was so lost in the moment, she ignored the world around her, even with Pikachu looking right at them. Still, even though this was a fantastic time for both of them, there was still something on her mind, something important, something about yesterday.

"Hey Ash," she said as she pulled back, rubbing her hands on his chest while lightly pushing him back. "About yesterday..." Ash looked nervous, he though that it was over before it even began, and then confused when she took his hand and placed it on her abdomen. "I have a funny feeling I might become pregnant from what we did."

Ash, for the most part, looked like a death-row inmate who got a call for release from the governor just as they were going to flip the switch. Tears fell from his eyes with relief knowing that it wasn't as bad as he thought her awkward pause was going to be. Still, she did raise a good point, Ash may not have been the brightest person in the world, but that one conversation with the nurse told him more than enough about sex.

"I know," he said calmly, wiping the water from his eyes, "I'm actually kinda glad." He paused so he could think about how he wanted to say it, and she looked surprised, she never expected him to say he was happy to have a child, with her no less. "I mean, I know I'd be on my journey for long periods of time, and sure, you will be alone with a kid a lot. However, I think if I know I have a kid, I'll want to take long breaks and spend time with both of you..." He paused again and looked down, sighing heavily as he held back more tears, "...unlike my father." It never dawned on Misty until he talked about it, Ash never talked about his father, it didn't even occur to her.

"You've never talked about your father," she said, sitting up and grabbing her shirt, which was laying at her side against the wall the whole time, putting it back on to cover herself. He sat up and looked depressed, grabbing her and burying his face into her chest, crying his eyes out. She sighed and hugged him back, rubbing his head and trying to comfort him as best as she could. She knew how it felt, her parents died when she was about five, she never thought to ask what they died of, all she remembered was that her sisters were very sad. Even if Ash still had his mom, she knew how he felt, and she started crying with him.

After what seemed like hours, he explained what had happened. His mom was about Misty's age when he had him, and his father was a pokemon trainer, just like him. His father used to call and write all the time, seeing how both of them were, Ash, of course, was really young, and could barely remember what his father looked like, but he knew that his father was handsome, and kinda looked like him but older. Before his last message to them, he had won the Kanto League championship, and had planned to train his pokemon on Mount Silver, and then...

"...Nothing," the dark-haired trainer said somberly, "that was the last time anyone had ever seen him." He reached under his bed and pulled out a box, opening it and showing her what was inside. All that was there was a red had, it had a white half circle on the front with a smaller red semi-circle in the middle of that. "That hat is all I have left of him, I think that could be part of my reason to become a pokemon trainer, I think he could be out there somewhere."

Misty looked at the hat, and then at him for a minute, for the most part, it made sense, from his story, to his dreams, and even his downright willpower. She remembered the day when Ash had lost to Sabrina the first time, even while being humiliated, controlled, thrown, and even tortured, he was determined to learn from that man anything he could to beat her. It was like he had to beat her, like he needed to prove he was a good trainer, to prove there was nothing on earth that could beat him at that moment. When he faced her the third time, when Haunter disappeared for the second time, he was glad Pikachu jumped right into the fight, almost as if they both knew about his real goals and ambitions. Misty smiled a little, thinking about the hat and what she wanted to do to make him feel better, she pushed the box aside and kissed him, a loving kiss on his cheek, telling him without word that he would find his father some day. He hugged her tightly, and whispered how much he truly loved her, she smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Well," she whispered back, "if you really love me, than you should take a shower." He looked puzzled, and then sniffed his shirt.

"Yeah," he said, "I think WE should."

He stood up and picked her up, and he carried her to the bathroom, she screamed a little and laughed, she could wait for this to happen.

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"I think there's something sexual about this," he said, rubbing her bare back with the soapy washcloth. She rolled her eyes as she quickly remembered how dim her lover was. This wasn't the first time they were in a bathroom together, they had been in hot springs a lot in their journeys years ago, but this was different. They both felt far more relaxed, calmer, more intimate, it was paradise for them. Sure, Pikachu and Brock were good friends, and their pokemon could use bathes from time to time, but it isn't the same as being with just the person you love.

Soon after he poured a bit of water down her back, they switched, and Misty happily took the cloth and rubbed his back. She tried to rub more firmly than he did, as his body seemed a bit tense, probably because he's too busy training to take time to take care of himself or his body. He moaned a bit as he felt his tension melt away, almost falling back into her arms, it made her smile. She was used to getting a massage, going out once a week with her pokemon after all of the trainers battle her for the Cascade Badge, it was tough on her and her pokemon's bodies. As she rubbed his back, she had an idea, it was something her sisters talked about before, and she thought Ash would really like it. She poured water down his back, and after his body was rinsed off, her turned on the water in the shower, and after it was just right, he jumped in and sighed.

Misty followed him in, his back was turned to her, she smiled and grabbed his shoulder, turning him around to face her. As soon as they looked into each other's eyes, Misty got on her knees, wrapping her hand around his penis and rubbing it softly. He moaned rather loudly, he had been fully erect since they took their clothes off, rightfully so, how could he not be after looking at the beautiful redhead in front of her. Needless to say, being erect without being given any attention was starting to get rather uncomfortable. She explored him with her hands, rubbing shaft and his balls softly, watching his reactions carefully. He was reacting alright, his back slammed against the wall of the shower, water pouring down his head and body, he felt like he was in heaven, more so when she rubbed the tip.

"If you think that was good..." she said, moving her face very close to him. She held him firmly, sticking her tongue out slightly as she licked the very tip of his shaft. A little bit of pre-cum came out and she tasted it, it wasn't bad in her mind, sweet, but noticeably salty. She licked around the tip and down the shaft, she was enjoying it, especially since he was having a very hard time standing up. Her hand was still gently squeezing his testicles, Daisy said that most guys went wild over it, of course, everything her sisters had said was true up to this point about sex, it was the first time in her life she was glad to have three older, sexually over-active sisters.

*Play time is over,* she though, licking her way back to the tip and staring at it for a second, taking a few deep breaths and looked up at her sexually inebriated lover. It almost looked like he was a zombie of sorts, he looked like he was drooling, his eyes were rolled back slightly, and he was breathing heavily, Misty was wishing she had a camera, the look on his face was priceless. She went back to looking at his penis, and took a few more deep breaths, remembering what her sisters said about it. She moved forward, kissing the tip at first, then slowly opening her lips as she pulled him in, and was reciprocated by a loud moan and a pair of firm hands tugging on her drenched locks. She pressed onward, pulling him all the way to the back of her throat, where she stopped, she heard about going that far from her Lily once, she was kind of nervous to do that, instead she pulled back slowly, sucking on his shaft while licking it inside of her mouth as much as she could.

She never got a chance to pull him back in, as it was his first blowjob and it was incredible to him, she was shocked when the first shot of semen splashed into her mouth, trying to pull out completely and failing because of his hands holding her head steady. She did get used ot it after a few more spurts, tasting the potent load as the last few droplets fell out. He let go of her and fell down, finally exhausted from thee incredible sexual high he was on, Misty smiled and stood up, swallowing his seed and grabbing the shampoo.

As she poured a bit into her hand and thought about what happened, she now understood why her sisters loved doing that so much. It wasn't about sex, well not entirely, it was more about making someone you cared about feel good, and considering the talk in the bedroom earlier and her still guilty feelings about the day before, she was feeling pretty good about it. she ran her shampoo laden hands through his hair and smiled, whispering how much she loved him with each stroke.

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Ash pulled a pair of pants from his drawer, they looked like they could fit her perfectly, he turned to her as she slipped into a pair of his boxers. He walked behind her and kissed her neck, holding out the pants in front of her as she put her leg through the first sleeve, she grabbed the pants and put her other leg in, as his hands rubbed her belly through the shirt that she wore last night.

"I'm glad you have clothes that fit," she said sarcastically, "I can't believe the only thing I actually brought was my pokemon." Ash responded by kissing her neck more, she grabbed the pair of socks she found and moved her other hand towards his, holding it tightly and sighing softly. She knew that they were going to have a few problems in a moment, mostly because Ash was far from quiet in the shower, but also from being gone yesterday. She made him let go as she walked over to the bed, running her free hand through her tangled, wet hair, Misty was nervous, but she also didn't know what Delia was going to say, or to who. Ash told her that Brock kind of yelled at him for not using protection, and Misty knew that Brock was completely incapable of keeping his mouth shut in front of a woman. Needless to say, she was scared that Ash's wonderful mom was going to hate her for what happened, and she felt guilty. Ash, on the other hand, was a lot less worried, then again, he tends not to worry about anything, not because he's a calm person, more like he isn't worried about the consequences of actions.

When Misty was finished getting dress, because Ash got dressed in about two minutes, they headed downstairs, where Brock and his mom were waiting for him. Brock was making breakfast, and Delia was looking outside, calm and quiet as they sat at the table. Misty knew this feeling, being a water trainer, this was the calm before the storm, and it terrified her so much that she was starting to have trouble breathing. Brock came out of the kitchen with plates for all of them, pancakes, big stacks of pancakes on the plates. Ash dug right in as his mother sat down, she looked almost as somber as Misty did yesterday when she first arrived at the house, not a good sign for the red-head. Both women were not eating, as were the pokemon, who were terrified of the massive amount of tension in the air.

"So, I heard you had sex," Delia said, making Ash choke on his pancake and making Misty tryto sink under the table as fast as possible. "Don't worry Misty, I'm not mad at you. Ash Ketchem, how the hell could you do this?!" Delia sounded furious, loud enough for Ash to mistake her for his Charizard.

"After everything I've done for you, everything I've raised you to be, you go and do the same damn thing your father did? Are you at least going to hold of on your journey for a while and help her raise the child?" Misty looked more concerned as Delia's rant continued, she knew Brock couldn't keep his mouth shut. "And what will happen if you get lost, or die, or worse on your journey, what happens to her?"

Ash looked down for a minute and pushed his plate aside, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at him. Delia knew that he wouldn't stop eating unless it was very important, and judging by his facial expressions, she was not going to enjoy this response.

"Mom, I know you care... about both of us," he said calmly, a deep sadness in his voice. "But I will come back for her, just like I know dad will come back for you." He looked into his mother's eyes, and she saw what she saw in his father's eyes so many years ago. Fire, that burning determination to never give up and always be there for the people you love, it made the strong willed woman press her hands against the table and start to cry. "I love her mom, I don't know when I want to go back out on the road, but I know when I do, I will always come back for her, I swear."

Delia was about to respond when part of the wall behind her broke, and a large, mechanical arm snaked its way towards Pikachu, grabbing him with giant, rubber hand. The arm, with it's target in hand, wormed it's way back outside, and everyone knew exactly who it was. The first person to move was Misty, who looked a hundred times angrier than Delia looked no more than a minute ago did. She grabbed one of her pokeballs and stormed outside, she was ready for war.

*Not today, not after that, after everything... they are not doing this today,* she thought, as the sky started to get dark, a storm was coming, a violent and terrible storm. Ash got up and followed after her, but Delia grabbed his arm before he could.

"Ash," she said, taking off a necklace that was hidden under her shirt and handing it to him. "If you meant what you said, I want you to give this to her." He looked at what was in his hands, and nodded, he knew exactly what to do with it. He put the necklace in his pocket and raced outside, he was fairly certain the "trouble" his poke-nappers were looking for might end in catastrophe.

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(Yay for Cliff-hangers. I will be working on the next chapter ASAP, I just want to get the story rolling along a bit. Also, Happy new year)
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