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Ash picked up Pikachu and cradled him to his chest. It was one of those rare moments when Ash and Pikachu were alone. Misty and Brock had gone to town for the day. To be truthful, Pikachu wasn't only Ash's best friend but his favorite Pokemon too. Ash told Pikachu everything. Ash started to pet around Pikachu's ears and spoke loving words to him.

"Who's my favorite Pokemon? You are! Yes you are! Aww, who's the baby? You are! Who's my baby? You are! Yes you are! My precious little boy," Ash cooed and kissed the top of Pikachu's head.

Pikachu giggled and grabbed the front of Ash's shirt. Now, you may think that Ash only thought of Pikachu as his child, but your wrong. His feelings ran deeper and down at the very core of his heart was the true feeling. Ash was in love with Pikachu. Now you may think, why the hell is Ash treating Pikachu like his child? The answer is simple you see, you can't do much with a Pokemon. Ash couldn't be any more loving with his Pokemon unless he wanted it to be weird for both of them.

Ash walked over to the river in front of their camp with Pikachu still in his arms. He put Pikachu into the river and turned around for Pikachu's weekly bath but when he turned around again, Pikachu wasn't there. Instead there was a blonde boy with brown eyes, red cheeks, pale skin, and a fragile body. The only indication that the boy was Pikachu, was the Pikachu ears and tail on him. Ash blushed at the nakedness of the boy, after all he only looked about ten while Ash was fifteen.

"Ash," the young boy questioned.

His voice was sweet and innocent. Ash couldn't speak, he was frozen in place from shock. How could Pikachu become human? He faintly remembered Misty telling him about the legend of the river. Something about it's water could turn Pokemon into humans. He had only thought that she was trying to mess with him at the time. He hadn't listened to the rest, so he didn't know how long the effect would last. Dear Pokemon, he was in love with a ten year old boy! Brock would think he was a craddlerocker! No, he would never do anything with Pikachu. He was too young.

Ash's heart sunk low, now he couldn't be with Pikachu. There was no chance, Pikachu couldn't love him. He felt the urge to cry, how could he ever be with Pikachu now? Pikachu could see the tears in Ash's eyes and knew what he felt. He also knew that Ash and him could never be together. Pikachu was in love with Ash but there was no chance. He was a Pokemon and Ash was a human, they were both boys, and they had to much of an age difference. Pikachu let his tears flow freely and Ash couldn't help but cry too.

Pikachu beckoned Ash to come closer and Ash complied. When Ash got close enough Pikachu kissed him. Their kiss was bitter sweet and soft. It was forbidden for a Pokemon and their trainer to fall in love. Ash picked up Pikachu and once the little boy was out of the water, he changed back into his original form. Ash sunk to his knees with Pikachu in his arms and cried into his Pokemon's blonde fur. Forbidden… and alive… it's called love.

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Ash picked up Pikachu and cradled him to his chest. It was one of those rare moments when Ash and Pikachu were alone. Misty and Brock had gone to town for the day. To be truthful, Pikachu wasn't only Ash's best friend but his favorite Pokemon too. Ash told Pikachu everything. Ash started to pet around Pikachu's ears and spoke loving words to him.

"Who's my favorite Pokemon? You are! Yes you are! Aww, who's the baby? You are! Who's my baby? You are! Yes you are! My precious little boy," Ash cooed and kissed the top of Pikachu's head.

Pikachu giggled and grabbed the front of Ash's shirt. Now, you may think that Ash only thought of Pikachu as his child, but your wrong. His feelings ran deeper and down at the very core of his heart was the true feeling. Ash was in love with Pikachu. Now you may think, why the hell is Ash treating Pikachu like his child? The answer is simple you see, you can't do much with a Pokemon. Ash couldn't be any more loving with his Pokemon unless he wanted it to be weird for both of them.

Ash walked over to the river in front of their camp with Pikachu still in his arms. He put Pikachu into the river and turned around for Pikachu's weekly bath but when he turned around again, Pikachu wasn't there. Instead there was a blonde boy with brown eyes, red cheeks, pale skin, and a fragile body. The only indication that the boy was Pikachu, was the Pikachu ears and tail on him. Ash blushed at the nakedness of the boy, after all he only looked about ten while Ash was fifteen.

"Ash," the young boy questioned.

His voice was sweet and innocent. Ash couldn't speak, he was frozen in place from shock. How could Pikachu become human? He faintly remembered Misty telling him about the legend of the river. Something about it's water could turn Pokemon into humans. He had only thought that she was trying to mess with him at the time. He hadn't listened to the rest, so he didn't know how long the effect would last. Dear Pokemon, he was in love with a ten year old boy! Brock would think he was a craddlerocker! No, he would never do anything with Pikachu. He was too young.

Ash's heart sunk low, now he couldn't be with Pikachu. There was no chance, Pikachu couldn't love him. He felt the urge to cry, how could he ever be with Pikachu now? Pikachu could see the tears in Ash's eyes and knew what he felt. He also knew that Ash and him could never be together. Pikachu was in love with Ash but there was no chance. He was a Pokemon and Ash was a human, they were both boys, and they had to much of an age difference. Pikachu let his tears flow freely and Ash couldn't help but cry too.

Pikachu beckoned Ash to come closer and Ash complied. When Ash got close enough Pikachu kissed him. Their kiss was bitter sweet and soft. It was forbidden for a Pokemon and their trainer to fall in love. Ash picked up Pikachu and once the little boy was out of the water, he changed back into his original form. Ash sunk to his knees with Pikachu in his arms and cried into his Pokemon's blonde fur. Forbidden… and alive… it's called love.