Ash bolted upright, eyes widening. I never got to know the girls' name, Ash finally realized. He had carried a girl all the way to a Pokémon center and didn't even bother to know what her name was.

Ugh, stupid! Ash cursed himself, letting out a deep breath and relaxed back into the couch he was sitting in. You could practically see the gears spinning in his head, but an echoing smack caught the boy's attention.

Whipping his head around, Ash saw nurse Joy swiftly stomping in the immediate opposite direction of a tall figure, and the curious side of Ash decided to check out all of the commotions.  

Striding over to the man, as Ash became closer he began noticing a large red hand imprint on the man's left cheek. 

"Umm, you okay there man?" Ash asked, raising an eyebrow at the creepy expression of a smile on the man's face. 

"Oh man, she touched me! I'm never gonna wash my face ever again!" The man declared, not even registering what Ash had just said and continued to space out with nothing but the thoughts of nurse Joy's silky smooth hand making contact with his face. 

Growing impatient, Ash decided he needed to snap this man out of whatever dream-like-state he was in. Ash began slowly waving his hand in front of the man's face but to no reveal. If only he had Pikachu with him, he could have shocked this man out of whatever trance he was in. Finally, an idea rushed into Ash's mind and he quickly took it into action, yanking the man's ear downwards and hopefully hard enough to hurt. 

"Owowowow, okay, okay you've got my attention!"

"Ok good, sorry about that, but you weren't responding to anything else I did," Ash shrugged.

"Yeah sorry, it's just that her beauty was so captivating that I was put into hypnosis by her drop dead gorgeous good looks," the man sighed, "Anyways, what did you need to talk to me about? Oh and I'm Brock by the way," Brock smiled,  bringing his hand up for Ash to take. 

"Hey there Brock, it's nice to meet you, I'm Ash!" Ash replied, taking Brock's hand and giving him a firm handshake.

"Wait... Ash, as in the Ash Ketchum?"  Brock asked in amazement.

"The one and only, Brock" Ash gushed, surprised to have somebody recognize him. Ash knew he would receive some sort of popularity over the years of championships he had won, but he never expected anyone to really know him outside of the interviews and magazine covers.

"You're that kid who beat me for a gym badge by setting off the fire alarm and the emergency sprinklers!" Brock laughed, remembering the shock on his face when a mere Pikachu defeated his Onix. 

"heh, yeah sorry about that," Ash blushed in embarrassment. "But then that makes you the Pewter City Gym Leader!" Ash realized.

"Well, former Pewter City Gym Leader. My younger brother Forrest took the gym over for me," Brock answered.

"Oh wow, that's cool. So why did you decide to retire being a gym leader?" Ash wondered.

"The main reason is that I decided to have a bit of a carrier change and am now specializing in Pokémon breeding. I also was asked to join this really cool Pokémon camp summer program for Pokémon breeders." Brock gloated, his eyes immediately shinning once he began talking about Pokémon breeding and their patterns, the data he has collected and all in all stuff that Ash would never understand.

Fortunately for Ash, he no longer had to think for much longer as nurse Joy made her way over to him. Ash chuckled, as her death glare at Brock was painfully obvious. But as for Brock, he remained just as painfully unaware and just as oblivious to nurse Joy's warning glare.

"Ahem, well Ash we have finally finished our scans with your friend and I'm happy to say that she's only suffering a minor concussion. Her memory and eyesight might be a little hazy for a little while, but as long as she remains inactive for a week or two, she should be just fine." Nurse Joy reported, openly avoiding Ash's friend's perverted stares directed at her.

"Well anyways, your friend should be out any minute. She is lucky to have such a nice boy watching out for her," Nurse joy smirked, finding it quite amusing when a small blush found it's way to Ash's face.

"T-thank you nurse Joy," Ash mumbled, looking down, the floor suddenly becoming the fascinating thing in the world.

However, Ash didn't get much time to fully study the complex patterns on the floor, when a sudden shout behind him made him look back up.

"BROCK!" Misty shouted, charging towards her older friend.

"Sup pretty lady," Brock teased, enveloping Misty in a Bear-Brock -like-hug.

"Brock, I told you to stop calling me that!" Misty huffed. She was about to start up a new conversation when her vision shifted to the Raven haired boy, who she wasn't gonna deny, was kinda cute.

"Hey, Brock, who's this?" Misty asked, gesturing to Ash.

"Oh, heh that's Ash. As in the Ash I told you won the Championship up in the Indigo Plateau and almost defeated the Elite Four. He's also the kid that defeated my Onix using the sprinklers," Brock smirked.

"Ah, so this is the infamous Ash Ketchum," Misty laughed. "Hi, I'm Misty. You can call me Mist for short."

"Nice to meet ya Mist," Ash beamed in his child-like manner.

Misty grinned, a look of amusement crossed her delicate features as she looked over at Ash again.

"So Ash, your goal is to become a Pokémon Champion right?" Misty asked, a devious smirk gracing her features.

Ash gulped, feeling his knees get weak at the look Misty was giving him. He didn't know how she could be making him swoon, and be scared for his life at the same time with just that look. Ash shook his head, "Yup, you're looking at your future Pokémon master."

"Oh I'm glad to Grace you in your glorious presence," Misty bowed, acting as if she was in an old-fashioned ball gown. "But, I would like to challenge you and your greatness."

Ash grinned like a madman, "are you challenging me to a Pokémon battle?"

"As a matter of fact, I am challenging you to a battle. You up for it?" Misty challenged.

Ash began to like this Misty girl's fiery personality. "I accept your challenge, but don't get to upset when you lose," Ash remarked cockily.

"Oh, don't worry about me, Mr. Pokemon Master.  You can save that little speech for yourself-"

"Whoa, hang on there you two. Misty, I don't want you battling for a whole week, you hear me? We need you to heal and the stress of a Pokemon battle will definitely not help you-" Nurse Joy then spun on her heels to face Ash."-and you, as someone who has just carried this girl all the way here, you should realize how fragile she is right now!"

"Hey, I'm not fragile!" Misty snapped. 

"Shh, I don't want to hear it from either of you. No battling," nurse Joy hissed.

"Yeah you two, listen to the beautiful angel of all pokemon," Brock praised, bending down to bow in the direction of nurse Joy. 

"And YOU, get up off the floor like an idiot and for the love of mew, please remain professional around me and keep it in your pants, " nurse Joy sneered, once again stomping away from the spiky-haired man. 

"hahahaha!" Brock scowled as he heard Misty and Ash's not-so-silent fits of laughter. 

"B-brock just g-got m-majorly cock-blocked!" Ash managed to say in between laughs, sending both him and Misty into another round of abrupt and obnoxious cackles. The laughing becoming so extreme that Misty had to lean on Ash for support and she had to wipe the tears she began to shed due to all of their giggles. 

"Shut up you two," Brock sulked.

"S-sorry Brock," Ash apologized. "Yeah, sorry Brock, but you gotta admit that it was funny," Misty chimed in.

"These two are gonna be such a handful aren't they?" Brock asked to no one in particular and sighed, already weeping for his future self. 

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Hello readers! I normally won't be doing many author's notes, but I just wanted to ask if ya'll rather have long chapters like this one, or shorter but more frequent chapters. 

And you get ten extra bonus points if you knew this chapter would be about Brock based on the title alone.