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A fusion fanfic between Pokemon and some elements of
Ranma 1/2 
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Author's notes:
Please note that in this story, Ash and Misty are 16
yr. old, while Brock is 19 yr. old. Lime warning.

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Pikachu - Girl Type
By Kahlil Noriega


Chapter 01: Girl Type



The night seemed colder than usual to Ash as he lay on
the soft grass on the slope of a small hill that
overlooked the valley of sorrows. It had been decided
early on to stay clear of the valley and it's mystical
pools as warned by the guide, but before they did;
they had asked about a cure.

It wasn't natural, the guide had told him. Pikachu, he
said was supposed to have turned back into a Pokemon
at the touch of hot water, but it didn't work. Brock
thought it might have been a forced evolution akin to
a thunder stone might turn Pikachu into a Raichu, but
only the water turned her into a human instead and
won't change her back. This place is weird and that
they should leave Brock had said and Ash had to agree
even as he rebelled on going. And it didn't help
comfort Ash to find the guide himself was surprised at
this discovery, but what surprised Ash was when he
discovered the guide had no knowledge of Pokemon at
all. His words weren't comforting either. 'This
Jusenkyou, magical place no?'

Magic...it felt strange to consider such a
possibility. If Pikachu had evolved into another
Pokemon, Ash would have been surprised, and might have
been glad, and would not have thought anything was a
miss; but Pikachu had evolved into a human... it was
different, it wasn't natural; and he'd seen some
pretty unnatural, amazing things, his whole life.

Ash looked up at the sky with a heavy heart, eyes
clear as he saw something distant without really
seeing. The wind caressed back bangs that had grown
slightly longer in his younger years as his Pokemon
league hat sat loose around his head with his gloved
hands tucked underneath.  Surprisingly, after all that
has happened, he felt empty...

Pikachu is a normal human girl now, and could only
turn back into a Pokemon if I find a cure, Ash
thought, unrelieved as he rolled on his side. Would it
be so bad? To have Pikachu in human form...

No! No, no, no, no! Pikachu can't be happy with a
curse like this? 

... 

Can she? Ash half denied as his cheeks burned red with
a blush that would not go no matter how hard he tried
to clear his thoughts. 

The valley was quiet; and the wind, disturbingly
still. Ash lay on his side as he remembered...

With nails digging into his sleeves, and eyes forced
shut in darkness.

Piiiika! Ash was talking with the guide when he heard
Pikachu cry and watched in horror as it struggled in
the water. Pikachu! Ash had cried as time slowed and
synched with the beat of his heart. Ta-dum...
Ta-dum... He ran to save Pikachu. Ta-dum... Ta-dum...
Another desperate cry... Ta-dum...Ta-dum... Its paw,
the only thing visible, vanishing underneath the
surface of the water... 

Ta-dum... Ta-dum...

Ash gaped as his nails dug into the soil where he
knelt before the pool...

Ta-dum... Ta-dum...

PIKACHU!


"Uhhh?" Ash opened his eyes. He had fallen asleep; and
the ground had been unyielding as his arms, neck and
torso made its protests known. Wearily Ash took note
of his surroundings as it had fairly darkened, and the
moon was already full in the night. 

"Ash-chu?" He heard a soft voice call from over his
shoulder and behind his back as he rolled around to
that he face his caller. 

Pikachu stood not far from him, one hand leaning on
the trunk of a tree watching him. She was clothed
simply, slippers for her feet and dressed in a skirted
sleeveless coverall that came just above her knees. It
was low cut, plain, and buttoned on the front.
Underneath, she wore a pale blue tank top she had also
borrowed from Misty. Her hair was undone and fell
around her like a veil as her eyes drank in the
moonlight. She was smiling, which seemed to scream I
found you!

Ash propped himself on his elbows and promptly closed
his gaping mouth as Pikachu joined him on the grass.
Mesmerized as Pikachu knelt and crawled on all fours
towards him, her soft fine hair draping over slim
shoulders as Ash urged himself _not_ to look down
beyond her neck as their faces drew near. Eyes half
lidded, Pikachu nudged him briefly on the cheek; her
breath, warm on his neck as he felt a small shiver run
down his spine as Pikachu caressed her cheek on his
shoulder and gently pushed him down so as to rest
beside him. 

Ash was dazed, a confused but happy daze. Feeling her
so close, Ash was surprised by how Pikachu was making
him feel. Her warmth, her scent, he felt guilty
feeling this way as Pikachu nestled in his arm. 

"We won the championship 3 years ago, and never been
defeated. Do you still remember that Pikachu?" Ash
said, trying to get his mind away from where his body
was leading him. 

"Pikaa..."

"We've journeyed around the world ever since..." 

"Pikachu..."

Ash continued to say sweet nothings as they 'talked',
with Pikachu replying by saying her name just as
sweetly. Ash could still not believe Pikachu was a
normal human girl, and felt ashamed to think of her -
it, in this way, but to hear her talk, he could not
help it. Her voice sounded so cute!

She felt warm in the cold night, and smelled of the
forest and of perfumed soap when Misty had bathed her
near a waterfall. He could still feel the ache on his
cheek where Misty had 'slapped' him, well punched
would have been technically more correct as he touched
the tender bruise Misty had left him when he had
accidentally stumbled upon them. 

Her scent and her voice were intoxicating, powerfully
so, and Ash had to contend with how she made him feel.
And paused long enough in his daze, to sense that
something didn't feel right. 

She was shaking, Ash thought and knew why. She's
frightened...

Ash held her closer and Pikachu returned it just as
fiercely, shaking in his arms.

"Pika-pi..." 

"I know. I'm worried too. We'll find a cure for you
Pikachu..." 

"Chuu..."

"We'll find a cure, I promise..."

"Chaa..." Pikachu replied wiping her tears on Ash's
chest and holding him tighter to keep from shivering.

"I promise..." Ash affirmed and pulled her closer as
Pikachu settled down and closed her eyes. 

I promise...


***   


"Brock, I'm worried about Ash." Misty said from across
the bonfire. They had agreed to set the camp early
that afternoon after they had set off away from the
valley. 

Ash was quiet the whole time and had entrusted Pikachu
under her care, much to her insistence, shortly after
they had left the valley. Misty wasn't jealous, her
jealous over that dumb idiot who still owed her a
bike; at least, that was what she tried to convince
herself. Ash never seemed to notice her, and it hurt
to see him shower his attention on Pikachu. Every
little thing, every time Pikachu stumbled he was
always there by her side.   

Misty had to practically push, well punched, Ash away
from suffocating the poor girl with his attention, who
knew what he might do, she reasoned. Brock of course
was no help...men are pigs.  

She watched silently as Ash walked away from the group
to be alone when the camp was set and the meal was
done. Pikachu had watched him go and only a few
minutes ago had set off to find Ash, Misty wanted to
follow, but could not push herself to leave the
bonfire. 

She glanced up to look at Brock and saw him deep in
thought and sweating profusely, arms crossed across
his broad chest as his forehead creased deeply in his
meditation.

"Brock are you even listening to me?" Misty asked,
partly irritated and concerned when Brock did not
answer her previous question.

"..."

"Hey Brock! Brock! Whaaa!" Misty backed away as Brock
suddenly stood as he suddenly shouted at the top of
his lungs. "I can't take it anymore!"

"Can't take what anymore Brock..." Misty replied dryly
and hazarded a guess, but deep down knew what was
coming...

Brock went into rant and monologue mode about it being
time that he had a girlfriend, and that now was a good
time as any. About Ash having girls smother him with
affection and of Brocks jealousy at being left out of
the action, and much to Misty's irritation as being
implied as Ash's girl, which she didn't vehemently or
quickly deny by the way, but to think Ash could be so
dense! Misty just wanted to scream in frustration.

"Don't you see, the gods have blessed me with an
opportunity of a lifetime! Now's my chance to finally
have a girlfriend!" Brock said, glistening background
as he dreamed of girls.

"Brock, you're not saying what I think you're
saying..." 

"Vulpix! I choose you!" Brock said as he dug into his
pack and brought out a pokeball and ready to release
it.

"Brock! Have you gone crazy!" Misty shouted as she
grabbed for Brock's arm to stop him from following
through this idiotic plan of his. And gasped in horror
as the pokeball opened as a brilliant beam of red
released Vulpix. Brock wasted no time to pry loose
from Misty's fingers as he dashed towards his Pokemon
shouting...

"Vulpix, you'll be my girlfriend won't you?" 

Vulllllllll~pix Vulpix replied as a flamethrower
attack engulfed Brock and promptly collapsed on the
ground, charred and very much covered in soot. 


Misty could only groan and sigh as she took a leg and
dragged the hormonally challenged youth back into the
campfire. I'm surrounded by idiots! Misty thought. as
she grumbled and complained and propped his charred
'remains' by an improvised log bench.

"Argh! We have no time for this! What are we going to
do about Ash?" Misty said as she returned to her seat
and stirred the coals in the fire. 

Brock now 'sober', sat up and looked sternly at Misty
across the fire, hands clasped underneath his chin as
he replied.

"There's nothing we can do, Pikachu is transformed
whether we like it or not." Brock said and sighed, he
didn't like it as much as Misty did. "The guide said
as much. There's no cure. The option he suggested is
out of the question..."

Misty only nodded in understanding, no, that option
was clearly out of the question. It was just too
cruel. Brock nodded with a heavy sigh "The only thing
we can do is to help Pikachu emotionally through all
this until we find a real cure."

"I just hope it will be soon..." Misty replied and
turned to look at the bonfire. Both for Ash and
Pikachu's sake...


***


"Jessie, I'm tired to digging..." 

"Are you tired of living as well?" Jessie threatened
with not much heat but only irritation in reply as she
looked up from her task of setting an explosive to
glare daggers at James in the pit to get him back to
work. "This is fool proof plan I've cleverly concocted
so that I, I mean we can finally get my- I mean our
hands on that gorgeous - I mean meddling cutey...I
mean twerp I mean - Pikachu once and for all."

"But Jessie, are you sure this wire goes with-" James
asked holding up a small black ball for Jessie to
inspect with various wires sticking out of it. 

"James! Don't touch that!" Jessie cried horrified as
predictably the small black ball began to glow with a
brilliant light followed by an explosion that sent
James hurling through LEO as the rest of Team Rocket
followed his flight while James wailed at being sent
skyward. 

Somewhere a splash could be heard...


~ To be continued...







To be later included:


"Jessie what are these?" He asked fondling himself
before reality struck home and fondled himself some
more before his tattered mind instructed his hand to
grope something down there to make sure. ~Gone!~ 

"James what is wrong with you? Jessie asked stepping
closer to the distraught female James."

"James... is that what I think they are..." Jessie
asked, sickeningly curious as she drew close to
boy-turned girl.

"I have breasts!" James cried to the sky in a too
kawaii voice with short, shag blue hair, covering
partly her red eyes.

Poking then fondling, Jessie cupped James breasts in
much as irritation as curiosity ~Even as a girl, how
can he have bigger breasts than mine?~ 

"Don't do that!" James wailed in a too kawaii voice,
practically sobbing.

"How can this be?" 

"I don't know and I don't want them! You got to help
me Jessie, I don't want to be a girl!" James said,
wailing I don't want to be a girl several times
afterwards and burying her face in her hands as she
did.

"For someone who dresses half the time in drag, that's
hard to believe" Persian said from beside them.

"Will you cut that out Meowth! Can't you see I'm in a
crisis here; I've just lost my manhood! "

"For your information, it's Persian. And as for your
manhood, I thought you'd already lost it a long time
ago!"

"Can it you two!" 

"Would you please stop doing that Jessie!" James said,
crimson from head to toe.

"They're so soft and bouncy, I still can't believe
it." Jessie said, mildly irritated. It wasn't fair!
How could James's...breasts, be bigger than hers! 

"Neither can I!" James replied and began to cry.
Making kawaii noises as she wept. 

"For someone who dresses half a time as a girl, you
sure make a pretty good-looking girl..." Persian
observed from the sidelines.

"Noooo! Please don't tease me! I am not a girl!"


[end]


Author's notes:

Any suggestions for scenes, story lines, dialogue are
welcome. I do have a vague plotline designed and I
think I know where I want to take this. Any
help/comments would be appreciated.

Oh yeah, James' curse form looks like Rei Ayanami only
fuller and much sexier as to make Jessie feel jealous.
:) Though I still can't decide her hair color, red or
stick with blue? 

Also, any suggestions for possible names for James and
Pikachu's alternate forms would be welcome. i.e.
Ranma/Ranko

As for Jessie and James ages, I'm thinking to have
them around Brocks age (19)


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