Taken (PokeshippingV. Part 1)

17. She was finally 17 I thought. I was a couple months older than her, but of course girls are the ones with the BIG parties. Not to mention she was having her party at her gym. It's big. Wouldn't you be pissed if you had few people in a huge place like the Cerulean Gym? She was happy though; she's not the type of girl to throw a fit because no one acknowledges her. She is one hell of a puncher though... 
She's my Best Friend; we've been through everything together. I kinda felt bad knowing that I wouldn't see her that much anymore. My job as an agent is moving me to Unova in a couple of days. I made them wait because I NEEDED to go to her party. I would have felt really bad if I didn't go.
It was a massive party of course. Everyone was in the pool just having fun. I sat next to the door like the security guard just watching. I don't think Misty liked that, but I didn't want anything to happen on her 17th birthday party. Just one of my worries...
Dammit, I got another call from the agency.. I yelled at myself as I looked at my phone. 
I hated leaving her on her birthday; I didn't want to, but I had to...
I started leaving when I heard someone calling me.
It was Misty.

"Where are you going? You're not leaving, right?"
I looked her then looked down. I was becoming more and more distant from her; and she knew it.
"Are you?" she asked even though she knew the answer.
"Mist, I'm sorry. I got another call, I need to go."
"Ash..."
"I... I promise I'll make it up to you. I promise."
"No no... It's okay. I know your job means a lot to you." she mumbled
"I gotta go now. I'll be back; tonight at... 10 o'clock. Okay?"
"Okay."
I hugged her then walked away. I knew that she wasn't okay with it. I just knew. But my stupid job keeps my from showing her how much I care about her. I enjoy it sometimes. It teaches me self-defense, how to use a gun, and a lot more, but sometimes... IT PISSES ME OFF.
My phone rang again. I didn't want to answer it, but I knew I had to.
"Satoshi, anata wa doko ni iru no? (Ash, where are you?)" the guy on the other line asked
"Watashi wa sugu ni soko ni iru. Sore wa 10-bu hodo watashi o toru yo. Daijōbudesuka? (I'll be there soon. It'll take me about ten minutes. Okay?)" 
I hung up and made my way to the front door. I really felt bad about leaving on Misty's birthday, but my job doesn't have a schedule. I'm sorry Misty... I said to myself while watching her walk over to her friends with a disappointed face. 
Sometimes I really hate my job. I have a love/hate relationship with it. 
I love it simply because it pays well. Not to mention the thrill in having to go undercover and all that...
And I hate the job because it keeps me away from my friends... And it definitely did that today. I'm officially... PISSED. I just wish everything was normal again; when I was a trainer, and when I fought Team Rocket all the time. Hah! Maybe that isn't normal, but it's my way of being normal. I just hoped things would get better, but of course everything I say is always turned around and it smacks me in the face. HARD. Damn, what the hell is wrong with my life...