So I've decided that this will be the last chapter of this story. I hope you all are happy with the ending. Sorry that the ending chapter is so short. I was expecting it to go on for another three chapters, but there's really nothing else to write.

One you're done, please please review and tell me what you think of the whole story. Thank you everyone for all of the support!! :)

And don't worry; I'll have more pokeshipping stories eventually! ;)

Ps. If you like contestships, you should check out my other stories. For all of you who have already read them, I'm writing another Halloween inspired one that I should post in a week or so.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the last chapter! :D Thank you all for reading!

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Ash and Misty exited the house and into the backyard. The sun was almost fully set now; only a thin line of golden light remained in the western sky, leaving just enough visibility. The rest of the sky was a dark indigo, and many stars were beginning to awaken, twinkling down on the cheery partiers.

It took Ash a minute to realize that almost everyone was silent as they materialized into the yard. Their stares bored into Ash, making him feel self conscious.

Someone wolf-whistled.

"What have you two been doing in there together all this time?" May asked suggestively as she winked.

Ash looked down and realized he was still holding onto Misty's hand. He hadn't even noticed it; it felt so normal, almost natural. Hastily he let it drop.
He immediately regretted that action once he saw the small flicker of emotion that danced across Misty's face. Why should I hide it? Ash thought angrily, a new sense of bravery and defensiveness filling his mind. Ash was about to retort to May's comment with something immature, such as 'Ugh, I'd never do anything with her!', but he kept his mouth shut. It was about time he grew up.

"Come on, you guys," Angie, who was sitting with Anabel, piped up. "They both made it clear they aren't interested in each other, so can we stop bugging them?"

This made Ash frown. He was touched by Angie's defensiveness, but at the same time, what she said was completely wrong. Did he want people to think that way? He wasn't sure. He did love Misty- of course he did. But was it time that he let people know this? Was it about time that he let Misty know?

"She's right," Brock said, half amused. "They're only just friends. That's all they've ever been."

But was it?

"And all they ever will be," May smirked, adding to the fuel.

Ash growled on the inside. Everything they said was completely wrong. It was aggravating him. Little did he know that his frustration was playing itself well across his face.

"Nothing more," Dawn concluded slyly.

And then Ash felt lips on his.

The fraction of a second that his eyes were open, he knew it was her. All he saw was the flaming red hair and then his eyes just fluttered closed instinctively. One hand somehow found its way around Misty's waist and the other on the back of her neck and in her hair.

He kissed her back softly, but with as much passion as he was being kissed. Ash was completely unaware of his surroundings; unaware of the giggling and whooping that had started up; unaware of the grass he was standing on; unaware of the cool breeze that surrounded them. He was only aware of Misty.

And from that moment on that was pretty much all he was aware of.

It was pretty much all he had ever been aware of.

Misty.

She was the thing that gave meaning to his life. She was the person who made him so mad and so happy that it was unbelievable you could find both of those in one person. She was the one who would always be by his side, even when they fought. She was the one he who brought out the best (and the worst) in him. She was the one he wouldn't change a thing for.
She was the star that lit up the sky on a starless night. She was the flower to his nose. She was the music to his ears. She was the pokemon to his battle.
She was the icing to his cake.

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AAML Forever 3

(I'm the queen of overly dramatically cheesy endings, aren't I?)