Disclaimer: I don't own them. You know the rest. Besides, no one reads these any way.

Ash and Misty were walking in the woods, alone. Ash thought that Misty was one of the cutest girls that he'd ever met. He had a hard time taking his eyes off of her. If only I could tell her how I feel. I know I'll do it now! He thought to himself. "Um...Misty? I need to talk to you for a moment." Misty looked worried.
"Are you ok?" She asked him.
"Yeah! I'm fine. It's just that... Misty I love you." He said looking into her eyes. Misty looked at him for a moment.
"Ash...I'm sorry. I really am. But I don't love you like that." Ash was totally crushed. "I think of you more as a brother." She explained.
"Oh. Well...um...this is..."
"Yeah." Misty said cutting him off. Brock suddenly appeared from an opposite path.
"It looks like we have to go this way." Brock said never noticing the depressed look on Ash's face.
(How could he? He never opens his eyes!)
And they started off towards the next town. Neither ash nor Misty ever mentioned what they had talked about.

Ash got over it and ended up marring a cute little red headed girl named Mickey.

(Authors note: I was in the middle of writing Grapes, Blueberries, and the Ditto Master, when I suddenly was thinking, what if Ash told Misty how he felt about her and she didn't fell the same way. It inspired me to write this short very short story about it. I hope you like it. If you want you can send me some feed back at [email protected] )