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“Sonnet”
By Michelle (Michirure)
Minyin/ Kasumikewl
Disclaimer:
Team Rocket and Pokémon were OBVIOUSLY not created by me! Who in
their right mind would think they WERE?!? All copyrights and all
that legal stuff belong to Satoshi Tajiri, who created them, most
definitely. (You
are listening to "Approach the Beautiful
Morning"...written by uh, someone else^_^;;;)
Category: Romance (DEFINITELY)
Summary: A little prank played by Meowth has nice consequences.
Starts out with a sunrise, ends
with a sunset. Not much of a plot. (Could you tell? ^^) It’s
sort of a songfic (or even two) within a
songfic…
Started: July 19, 1999
Finished: July 22,1999
Feedback: Kasumikewl@hotmail.com Come on!! Hit me with
everything you got!!
My very first songfic!! I hope this turns out as good to you
while you’re reading it as the idea
sounded to me while it was in my head…
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~~*~~~~~*~~~
The sun rises, dispelling the darkness with its golden light
Beads of dew glisten like pearls on the grass
Mist rises from the lake
Birds herald its arrival with a serenade
The air is cool and fresh
And a new day of our existence begins…
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Jessie and James woke up with a yawn. Neither of them wanted to
get up. Irritable, Jessie reached
over and whacked Meowth with her paper fan to wake him up. James
put his uniform on and started making breakfast.
~~~*~*~*~~~*~~~*~~*~~~*~~~~*~~~~~*~~~~*~~~
Oh, it feels so good to wake up with the one you love
As the sun rises with a new day…
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It was such a beautiful day, they were sure the brats would be
also enjoying the day. It was a
ridiculous, even preposterous, idea to chase after them on a day
like this. They both wanted to take a hike, but couldn’t
agree on the same route, which was very rare. Rather than argue
the whole morning away, they agreed to both take different
routes, then meet at the top of the mountain.
Meowth was rather upset when he learned that they weren’t
planning to take him along, since neither Jessie nor James wanted
his annoying presence.
“Hmph! Dey
don’t wanna take Meowth along again, fine wit me!!” he
complained to himself. Then
an idea crossed his mind. He grinned. “Well, dey can pay for
not taking Meowth along! A little joke at deir expense won’t
hoit ‘em!” Going to the identical backpacks, Meowth
switched their positions and switched the name tags, clipping the
tag that said, “James” onto Jessie’s and vice
versa. “Dere. Now when dey find out dey have the wrong
backpack, dey’ll hafta come back here, wasting de whole
day!!” Very pleased with himself, Meowth chuckled and ducked
behind a bush. Sure enough, Jessie and James took each
other’s backpack.
* * * * * *
Jessie started hiking up the hill, enjoying the scenery. She
sighed. After just a little bit of hiking she
had begun to miss James. She wondered where he was, how he was
doing, if he was having a good time without her, if he was
thinking of her just as she was thinking of him now, if he was
lost…“This is ridiculous!” she told herself,
“You can’t even spend 15 minutes without thinking about
him?!? You miss him after just 30?!? Just imagine, no annoyance,
whining, stupidity…no humor, no sweetness, no kindness, no
best friend…” she broke off. “I DO miss him
already, and it’s so silly!”
~~~*~~~*~~~~*~~~~~*~*~~~
Why can’t you just admit it’s true love?
Why do you have to be so stubborn?
The new day is sparkling full of promise…
But the only promise I ever wanted
The only dream I ever had…
Was you…
~~*~~~*~~~~*~~~~*~~~*~~~*~~
James was thinking about Jessie the entire way…and he missed
her so much… He shook his head to clear it. He couldn’t
go 5 minutes without thinking about her. He sighed, and gave up
with a shrug…
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~
I love you so much…
And we both know it’s there
We both know we really care
But how can we admit it to each other…
When we have trouble admitting it to ourselves?
~~~*~~~~*~~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~
Halfway up the mountain, Jessie began to get thirsty. She opened
her bag to look for her Spring
Water, but instead found all sorts of junk and stuff. It was very
messy, not like her bag at all. “Hey- this is all
James’s stuff!” She smacked her forehead. “We
must’ve gotten our bags mixed up!” She sighed, and
figured that when and if he discovered he had the wrong bag, he
would return it to her. Just as she was zipping up the bag, a
piece of paper had fallen out. “What’s this?” she
picked it up and was about to put it back, when the title of it
caught her eye. “It looks like a poem, or some sort of song,
James was writing…Nah, better not read it.” She started
to slowly unzip the bag and tuck it in, but her curiosity got the
better of her. She sat down on the riverbank, got comfortable,
and began to read…
@---}---“My Rose” @---}----
‘A sweet flower
Beautiful to behold
Though sometimes painful to the touch
I close my eyes, and I see your face before me
Your fiery red hair, your brilliant blue eyes
Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?
Of course, you have no need to be told
Ah, how many nights I have longed to hold you close
To really, truly, hold you
Not out of fear
Not out of sadness
But out of love
To just enjoy your presence
A fragrant scent as a rose blooms and blossoms
Beautiful things can be painful, true
But I believe I have fallen in love with you
Now, I admit, I do not know everything
I am one who never thinks too much about something
I act upon my feelings
And as my heart tells me
And I do know that you are beautiful
And I do know I have loved you for very long
And I do know I am not complete without you, my rose
Every rose has its thorn
But I can’t bring myself to ever believe that about you
You are too perfect to me
I wish I could act as my heart says, but I don’t
Maybe it is out of fear, or even cowardice
But a rose’s beauty is short-lived
And so, too, I believe, is my chance to tell you
Though you may not believe it,
My worst fears are not of death
Or of pain
But of telling you
And the possibility you might not feel the same way
I must be content to admire my rose from afar
I am just happy to be in its presence,
To be able to get wafts of its fragrance
And thus I find bliss with my existence
Would a rose by any other name smell as sweet?
I have found a name by which that rose
Smells even sweeter
Jessie
I love you
My heart tells me that now
It has told me for a while
And even though I cannot
Claim this wild rose
As my own
I am content just having it blossom near me
My beautiful rose…’
~~~ @---}--- ~~~
The song was unfinished. Jessie blinked back the tears as a wave
of emotions washed over her.
“James…”, was all she managed to say. She reread
it over and over again. It was so beautiful, so
sweet…The tears came freely now. He had never planned to
show her this, but somehow, as if by Fate, or perhaps ordained by
the Heavens…
~~~*~*~~~*~~*~~~*~~
My feelings bubble, and rush like the roaring river…
Fate has thrown us together…
And now,
We shall see
That it was truly meant to be…
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
James, after a while, had gotten hungry, of course. He opened his
backpack to look for his donuts
and tea, only to find…a very neat backpack full of makeup,
hairspray, Pure Spring water, and a lunch
basket with Chinese food. “Oh no! I must’ve taken
Jessie’s backpack by mistake!” It took him a *mere* 5
minutes to figure that if he had hers, she had his, and that she
should be heading back to the camp when she found out that she
had the wrong backpack. Just then, a piece of paper floated out,
carried by the wind. He caught it and looked at it to see what it
was. “Hey! This looks like a poem of some sort! And
it’s in Jessie’s handwriting…” He debated
with his conscience whether or not to read it, but, Curiosity
prevailed. His debate was settled in a matter of seconds. He sat
in the shade of a tree, and began to read…
‘From the day I first saw you
Deep in my heart I knew
You were the one for me
True, I did not realize it then
And denied it again and again
Many times after that
I am still in denial, sometimes, now
But I realize
My denials sound fake
Because they are
In my heart, I can feel it
I really do love you
And I have fallen in love with you
I deny because…
I don’t want to get hurt
But I see now
That I have always known
You would never dream
of doing anything to hurt me
You were always there for me
Standing with me even when I was at my worst
I consider you my savior
Because you have saved me from myself
I hate to seem weak
I am strong
But you are my weakness
I never want to hurt you
And yet you are remain with me even when I do
No one can understand me
But you
I knew from the beginning, the very start,
Deep within my heart
That you were the one for me.
I know I’m not perfect
Though I seem to be
I hide my flaws by emphasizing my strengths
You see past all that
And yet… you have never abandoned me
I push you away
Because I’m scared
Yes, I admit it, I am scared
I am not as brave as I seem, or make others believe
I am scared of
Losing you
I long to tell you all this
But I love, yes, I say it once again, love you
And losing you would be the greatest pain for me to suffer
I think, maybe you could never love one such as me
An awful person
Who seems beautiful only on the outside
I call you things, names
I hit you
And sometimes you don’t deserve those blows
Which makes them all the more painful
I hate hurting you like that
But I can’t help it
I love you
And you’re the one for me,
But I don’t think I deserve you
You are *wonderful* you know that?
I knew from the moment I met you
That you were special
I’m sorry I never told you that
I now see that I am madly in love with you
No matter how much I try to deny it
My heart proves me a liar
Yet, you deserve someone better than me
You are so many things
Almost everything a girl could ever want in a guy
I’m sorry I never told you,
Just how *magnificent* you are
You are too special to me
I’m content to merely be by your side
And I will not deny it any longer
James, I love you
Truly,
Deeply,
Passionately,
Completely…’
James slowly put down the poem in his hand, carefully re-folding
it along its original creases. He
needed a moment or two for everything to register in his head.
Not only did Jessie love him, she felt he was magnificent,
wonderful, and TOO GOOD for her?!? It was a mental overload. He
was shocked speechless.
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~*~~~
As if it was Fate,
The Truth comes out at last
I love you
Do you love me too?
It was written in the Stars that it should be this way…
~~*~~*~~*~~~*~~~*~~~~*~~
Both met back at the campsite. Averting their eyes, they said in
unison, “Um…I think our bags were mixed up.” They
muttered awkward apologies, blushing furiously the entire time.
~~~*~~~*~~~~*~~~~
Now you have the knowledge
But what will you do with it?
The sun is making its way across the sky…
Do not miss this golden opportunity…
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
Meowth watched, interested. “So, it’s about time you
guys came back!” He noticed their flushed
faces and smiled. Being Meowth, he had, of course, already went
through their bags and read their songs, and not only that,
Jessie’s diary and James’s journal. He knew exactly
what was coming up next.
~~*~~~*~~~*~~~~
A light breeze blows
It picks up my spirits and
Lifts my heart
Blossoms flying in the wind…
~~*~~~*~~~*~~~~
The wind blew, rustling the tree leaves. Pink blossoms floated
down. The breeze picked up the poem in Jessie’s hand, and
the poem sticking out of James’s pocket. Both papers drifted
out onto the ground, one on top of the other.
Jessie and James lunged for the precious papers. They noted that the papers had been in each other’s possession. Jessie was quicker than James was, and he ended up with his hand on top of hers. They slowly looked up at each other, and their eyes met. Without breaking his gaze, James took both of Jessie’s hands into his. She continued to look into his eyes, slightly stunned.
Everything forgotten, it was as if nothing else existed. There was no sound save for the leaves and flower petals rustling in the light breeze. But in their silence, they realized they didn’t need to say anything at all. Their eyes spoke what was in their hearts. They both knew how the other really felt.
There was no need for words. In that glance, they read, “I love you” in each other’s eyes. More was said by their silence than could ever be said using words alone. Simultaneously, they leaned forward and embraced. They touched their lips in a loving and romantic kiss.When they finally stopped, Jessie looked at James and smiled.
“I’m
glad I’m your rose”, she whispered. She laid her head
on his shoulder, and he put an arm
around her possessively.
“And I think I’m the one who doesn’t deserve
you”, he replied.
Both smiling,
they walked over to where the poems lay on the ground and picked
them up. Together, they walked off into the slowly setting sun.
~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~~
The sun sets,
Turning the mountain side red
Filling the skies with liquid gold
Another day is done
Tomorrow is a new day
Fresh with new hopes and dreams
What will tomorrow bring?
Who knows?
It does not matter
Whether it be sorrows
You can face them
Or new joys
You can celebrate them
As long as your love is by your side
~~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~
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That’s it!! Well, what do you think?? You like? Did it move
you or were you totally bored after the
first couple of lines?? It might not be very good, since it is my
first attempt at a songfic, but I think I did an ohki job…It
sounded good in my head, but you never know…
August 25, 1999: I now realize, as my little sister pointed out
VERY bluntly: Jessie and James, would
never, EVER be as romantic or emotional as I portray them to
be… Maybe in the deep recesses of their minds, but
they’d never put it down on paper, much less write gushy
stuff…Now, maybe it’s just that Mel (my sis)
doesn’t like mush- but I see some truth in what she says.
This is mushy, romantic dribble- all because I am such a hopeless
romantic. I enjoyed writing it anyways, so I hope you enjoyed
reading it…that is, IF you can stand such mushiness
nonsense.