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  Category:
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  Relationship:
      Championshipping_(Lance_x_Red), Satoshi_|_Ash_Ketchum/Wataru_|_Lance,
      Red/Wataru_|_Lance
  Character:
      Wataru_|_Lance, Red_(Pokemon), Satoshi_|_Ash_Ketchum
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      Shounen-ai, Insanity, Dark, Shoujo-ai, Het, Friendship, Fluff_and_Angst,
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      Published: 2007-07-14 Completed: 2017-04-01 Chapters: 50/50 Words: 18585
****** 50 Prompts: Theme Set I ******
by shadowphantomness
Summary
     50 more stories of Lance and Red, with a few stories about Ash,
     detailing friendship, romance, angst, fluff, drama, mostly shonen-ai,
     with a few shoujo-ai and het scattered in between. Championshipping.
***** Chapter 1 *****
 
 
Shimatta…
 
Shimatta…. Sometimes, life really sucks.
Title: Impulsive
 Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #1, Impulsive
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai
 
            “You should not do things like that, Red. One day, I won’t be able
to help you.” Lance said, as he carefully placed his fingers over Red’s sides.
Red winced, and nodded as he felt bone and muscle and tissue knit together,
stifling a gasp of pain.
            “The more I use my power on someone, the more immune to it they
become. That’s why you feel pain now.”
            “… I really did not need to know that.” Red sighed.
            “You can sit up now.” Lance said, frowning. “Honestly, what were
you thinking? Throwing yourself in front of a car to save a little girl?”
            Red tensed.
            Perhaps it was…
            “Lance… if I had saved a pokémon, would you not be mad?”
            Lance shook his head. “You know me too well, Red. But let me give
you a word of warning. My power does not work well on humans. And if I – no,
the Forest senses that you hurt yourself saving one of them…. my power will not
work on you either, even with your ancestry.”
            Red sighed. “I’m sorry.”
            “Are you really?”
            “… I don’t know. I just didn’t want her to die.”
            Lance grimaced. “Well, killing hatchlings is generally not praised,
yes, but you didn’t have to save her. Yellow was there too.”
            “Oh…”
            “I’m just worried about you.”
            “You have a strange way of showing it.” Red said, a tad bitterly,
but he allowed Lance to hug him until he calmed down.
            They sat in silence for a few moments, and finally Red worked up
his courage.
            “Can I kiss you now that I’m properly contrite?”
            Lance chuckled. “Go ahead.”
            And they did.
 
End Fic
Completed 9/27/06
I’m such a crazy Championshipper that I name my rival in RBY and FRLG Red or
Ash so that Lance has company in Indigo Plateau!
Lance: …
Red: *Glomps Lance*
Yes, new prompts list started today. *Yawn*
 
***** Chapter 2 *****
Title: Chance
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #2, Chance
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: AU, het
 
            “Why do you chase me, Red?” Lance asked, as she folded her steel
wings neatly behind her back. “You know that you’ll never catch me.”
            She was not for him. Their society had decreed it so – he was a
bird and she was something else entirely. They thought her an abomination,
humanity’s attempt at greatness which had ended in abysmal failure.
            For her, flight was enough to quell the whispers, for a time. She
just wanted to get farther and farther away from it all.
            Red sighed. “I wish I knew.” He said simply. “Maybe it’s because,
I’m willing to take the chance, that someday, I will be able to catch you.” His
gray-feathered wings ruffled slightly in the breeze.
            Lance shook her head. “It’s impossible.”
 
            “Nothing is impossible until you give up, Lance…”
            “You are such a naïve child. Perhaps that is what I love about
you.” She paused, turning to stand as she brushed a quick kiss across his
cheek. “You’re right, I suppose. As long as you don’t give up on me, I will not
give up on you.”
            Red blushed, watching as Lance took off again.
            He followed.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/01/06
Edited 11/11/09
I drabble away all day….
***** Chapter 3 *****
The world needs more championshipping! ^^V
Title: Memories
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #3, Memories
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Fanon, shonen-ai
 
            What are memories anyway? Are they just bits of electrical
conduction between the neurons in the brain? Or perhaps, they live as tiny
sparks of electricity that can change and disappear and be lost forever, and if
painful, endure because it is necessary for survival?
            Sometimes, Lance wishes he knew.
            Lightning – thunder. How appropriate, for the one whom he loves to
be wrapped up in these elements that belong to him.
            Red. Ash. Names are meaningless after the years blur – and yes,
they will blur, even though he is supposed to remember everything. How much can
the mind hold before it shuts down to protect itself? He isn’t sure.
            But he holds on to one thing, and one thing only, and that’s the
most important thought of all.
            He loves Red, and that is all that needs to be said.
           
End Fic
Completed 11/15/06
Ugh, I feel so uninspired…
***** Chapter 4 *****
Chapter Summary
     Lance and Red as Sailor Neptune and Uranus.
Title: Whisper
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #4, Whisper
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shoujo-ai, AU
 
            Red hears the whispering of wind outside her window one night, and
is surprised when her lover flies inside. Her silversteel wings are streaked
with blood, and her fuku is torn in places.
            “What happened? Was there an attack?” She asks, feeling fear grip
her heart, icy-cold. True, Lance is alive, but…!
            “Yes.” Lance coughs, and her transformation melts away, leaving her
in her sleek black bodysuit with the red markings. Red hurries to the kitchen
and returns moments later with a cup of steaming hot tea. She put lots of honey
in it, to soothe Lance’s throat.
            “Tell me.” She almost commands, and Lance chuckles, climbing into
bed next to her lover, feeling Red’s arms around her waist as she snuggles
close.
            “There is little to tell. Dragonite and I were returning from that
conference in Vermillion, and we saw a daimon taking the pure heart of a little
girl.”
            Red freezes, and Lance shakes her head.
            “Don’t worry. It wasn’t one of the talismans. One Atlantis Tide
took care of the daimon, but the woman – I think her name is Acanthite… she got
me pretty bad with her claws. I hate monsters with claws.”
            “Do you think they’ll become infected?”
            “No, I heal too fast.”
            “I do worry about you.” Red whispered, placing a kiss on Lance’s
neck, feeling her pulse quicken. “I wish you wouldn’t worry me so…”
            “Mm,” Lance replied, and turned, placing a gentle kiss on Red’s
lips. “I think I’ll stay here tonight.”
            “I’m not sure you’ll be getting much sleep then…” Red crooned,
slipping a hand between her lover’s thighs.
            Lance’s breath caught, feeling a sharp fingernail graze her little
nub. “So be it.”
            Red chuckled, and said no more.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/28/06
More Sailor Moon-esque goodness! ^^
***** Chapter 5 *****
Chapter Summary
     Lance comforts Red at a friend's funeral.
Title: Bittersweet
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #5, Bittersweet
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, implied het
 
            It’s not fair, Red thinks, as he watches the sun set. It just
isn’t. Team Rocket is dead and gone and Kanto is free, and he’s a hero, but why
did it have to end this way?
            Lance gives him a half-smile, and before Red knows what he is
doing, his head is pillowed against Lance’s chest and he’s crying, crying all
the tears that he couldn’t cry earlier at the funeral while people tsked and
made disparaging remarks.
            It’s true that he was with her, but it wasn’t what they thought.
She was more like a sister than a lover, and it was just physical comfort! And
now she’s dead and still their tongues wag!
            Just because…
            “Shh.” Lance croons, and Red looks up into golden eyes as Lance
pets his hair.
            “It’s not fair.”
            “Life usually isn’t…”
            “Why did she have to die?”
            Lance does not reply, and for that, Red is glad. He is sick of
explanations, sick of being treated as a hero in public and people gossiping
about his sex life behind his back. It’s none of their business who or what he
sleeps with and for the love of Lugia he’s with Lance!
            Still, some part of him is selfishly glad that Lance is still
alive, and he’s still alive, and they’ll have their love to comfort them on
cold winter nights when everything is over and done with.
            Lance kisses him on the cheek, and Red forces a wan smile, and they
walk away from the graveyard together. Love will come in time. For now, they
mourn for one of their fallen friends.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/5/06
Thank goodness that Chemistry midterm is over, though I still have the cold
from hell *Sniffles and coughs*
Eh, thought I’d do a bit with Ash since Red’s been getting all the attention
lately ^^, but it turned out I like writing about Red more…
And yeah, I purposely didn’t mention who the girl was, so infer all you like!
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Summary
     Lance sleeps with Red and Misty with Lorelei, adultery and friendship
Title: Lies
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #6, Lies
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, implied het and shoujo-ai, adultery
 
            Red knows.
            Their marriage is only a marriage of convenience, and it was both
their faults that she got pregnant. They’re friends, certainly, but they’re not
in love with each other, and since little Susie is off at boarding school,
their time is their own.
            She doesn’t love him like a wife should. He doesn’t love her as a
husband does either, so it probably all works out.
           
            Misty spends her nights with Lorelei, and they both know about it.
They’ll never actually talk about it though, and that’s nice. As long as they
are discreet, no tongues will wag either.
            Red spends his nights with Lance. The Dragon Master will hold him
close, and he’ll pet his hair, and Lance does have the most beautiful golden
eyes ever. No one comments, because Red is Champion and spends most of his days
in Indigo Plateau anyway, and though it’s quite a commute for Misty to go from
Cerulean to there, she still loves it.
            It’s like a façade, and many people are hiding secrets.
            All the outsiders know are lies.
            Red rather likes it that way, and as Lance kisses him, he feels
that this is better. He does love Misty, just not that way, and well…
            The one he really loves is Lance. They all know.
            Misty loves Lorelei, and Lorelei loves her back.
            It will be all right. No one will tell, and the secret stays, and
Red gasps beneath Lance’s hands as the Dragon Master claims him.
            He is happy.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/5/06
I don’t advocate cheating in real life, but in fanfic, I guess it doesn’t hurt
as much. Or something…
Lance: Still high on cold medications and antibiotics I take it?
Phantomness: Yep
***** Chapter 7 *****
Chapter Summary
     Silver Millennium Sailor Moon-esque, a masquerade dance
Let Championshipping spread!
Title: A night like this
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #7, A Night Like This
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: AU, Shoujo-ai
 
            She whirled her partner around the dance floor, feeling the glances
of all the men and women around them. Envious stares, and she laughed quietly
in her mind, golden eyes meeting her partner’s ruby ones. Long, sleek aqua silk
clung to her slim form, setting off the brilliant red color of her hair, and
the aquamarines glittering in her circlet.
            Her partner was wearing black, a tuxedo well cut, her black hair
neatly combed for once. White-gloved hands held hers, and in her hair, gold
shone like spun silk.
            Queen Delia watched the Court dance, happy. Peace was such a
wonderful thing…
           
            They adjourned to the balcony after a few more whirls around the
room.
            “Did you enjoy the dancing, my lady?”
            Red grinned impishly at Lance. “Yes. But I’m still glad I didn’t
have to wear a dress!”
            Lance chuckled, before a movement in the bushes below caught her
eye. She frowned in disgust as she saw Princess Ashline dallying with one of
the stable boys. Well, it was none of her concern.
            It was Princess Misty’s job to keep an eye on Ashline, and the rest
of the Inner Court… so they really had nothing to do.
            She kissed Red then, and as she gazed into her lover’s eyes, felt
utterly happy.
           
End Fic
Completed 11/5/06
Pure romance! ^^
Lance: Ahh
Red: *Grins*
 
***** Chapter 8 *****
Chapter Summary
     Kanto/Johto civil War, Lance authorizes pokemon to fight
Title: Ides of War
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #8, Once Again
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, insanity
           
            “So we meet again, Champion Red.” Lance said softly. The Johto
Champion did not glance up from his paperwork. “What brings you to my office?”
            Red scowled. “You know very well.”
            Lance stood, cape swishing behind him as he walked around the desk
to face the younger Champion. “I take it that you did not enjoy the legislation
I pushed through the Indigo Governing Council?”
            “It’s… it’s horrible.” Red choked. “Lance, I…I thought you loved
pokemon. Why are you doing this? Why are you letting them fight? Why must
pokemon become weapons of war?”
            “Because,” Lance’s eyes met his, and Red swallowed at the sight of
the absolute emptiness in their depths. There was nothing there – no love, no
fear, no horror… there was nothing but mirrored shields of glass left. “I had
no other choice.”
            “Lance…”
            “Let the pokemon fight. Then you’ll see. Good day.” Without another
word, he steered the dumbfounded Champion out of his office. The door clicked
shut behind him.
            Red stood out in the hall, and tried to put the pieces of his heart
together.
 
            Six months later, he had his answer.
            The Dragon Master’s eyes were mad, and he laughed, high and shrill,
as the sleek dragons tore through the ranks of massed men. But those were not
enemy troops. Those were…!
            Lance smirked as he descended, flanked by Articuno and Zapdos.
Moltres was notably missing, but it mattered little. Against the combined
forces of the legendary pokemon… who could stand?
            The rank and file broke into chaos and burned away to ashes as
Groudon burst from the ground beneath their feet and Honou soared overhead,
heat beams destroying all in his path.
            Dead, dead, dead…
Red felt numb.
           
            Lance has pretty golden eyes and a brilliant smile, and no one
questions him when he takes over the government with the rest of the Elite Four
– Kanto’s Elite, Red notices. They must have planned this from the beginning.
            But Johto’s Elite do not complain, and Red wonders how long it has
been going on. The battlefields burn, and everyone is dead – almost.
            Those that are not either have the same mad eyes, or they are
frightened and of no use any more.
 
            So Red joins Lance, and his lover holds him close as he ignores the
screams coming from the dying, and after a few weeks, everything is fixed and
he doesn’t have to worry anymore.
            The pokemon… are alive.
            They are safe.
            They turned on their trainers at last, Kanto and Johto together,
and no one lost. The war is over, civil war, isn’t that nice?
            Tis.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/22/06
Creepy fic, ne? ^^
***** Chapter 9 *****
Chapter Summary
     Red and Lance steal the Eternal Stone from TR, destroy it, and then
     Red gets nightmares and sleeps in Lance’s room
Title: Fear
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #9, Fear
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, death
 
            “Red?”
            “Yes, Lance?”
            “You can quit biting your tongue you know. It can’t possibly be
good for you.”
            Red gave his friend a sheepish grin. “How did you know?”
            “You would have to be suicidal notto be worried. After all, Kanto
has practically sent us off on a suicide mission.”
            “A-aren’t you scared?” Red asked, as he edged closer to Lance.
            Lance put an arm around Red’s shoulder, pulling him into his
embrace. “It would do no good if I were. I have to be strong for you.”
            Red blushed. “For-For me? Why?”
            “If I was frightened also, it would only make things worse.”
Footsteps sounded, and Lance carefully ducked his head down, drawing his cloak
closer around both of them. Red held his breath, but the Team Rocket Grunt
looked right at them. Then, he looked right through them.
            … Invisibility?
 
            It seemed so. After a moment, the man walked past. Red caught the
shimmer of something as Lance blurred into motion. The Rocket fell onto the
ground with a soft thump, a throwing knife buried in his back.
            Red paled, even as Lance took his hand and began leading him down
another hallway, leaving the body behind.
            There were two more Rockets guarding the door. The Dragon Master
smirked, two more blades whistling through the air. One didn’t go down
immediately, managing to release his Weezing first with an order for Explosion.
            Red wasn’t sure what he did, but when he dared to open his eyes, he
saw that his Jolteon was shielding them with a barrier of Protect. He breathed
a sigh of relief.
            “Good work.” Lance grinned, before he turned to the door. There was
no mark on it, and he frowned.
            They must have reinforced the lab…
            Well, it mattered little. A flick of his wrist released Aerodactyl.
The fossil dragon charged up Hyper Beam, blasting the steel apart.
            Red gaped only for a second before he and Jolteon followed Lance
and Aerodactyl inside.
            There were scientists waiting, but that was to be expected. So they
had Magneton and Electrode and Muk? One thing could take care of all of them!
            “Phanpy! Use Earthquake!”
            The ground shook and heaved, but Jolteon leaped onto one of the
machines and quickly put it out of commission with a Thunderbolt. While the men
spluttered, Lance’s Aerodactyl let loose a round of supersonic waves, causing
any other pokémon to be caught in the Whirlwind of confusion
            There it was. The Eternal Stone…
            It was rumored to act opposite of an Everstone, forcing a pokémon
to evolve to it’s next stage regardless of level. Such was very dangerous.
            “Ready?” Lance asked.
            Red nodded, and as Lance grabbed the stone, Red released Kirlia and
they teleported out. A moment later, they reappeared in Indigo Plateau, safe
and sound.
 
            Lance sighed as he looked at the rock. “We should probably destroy
it.”
            Agatha nodded; she and Lorelei had come running as soon as the rest
of their Team had arrived. Bruno had retired from the Elite two months ago, so
that left Red as the second Elite. He didn’t mind much.
            “Any ideas?”
            Lance reached for Dragonite’s poke ball. “It might be able to
affect pokémon evolution, even from a distance. We’d best keep all our
unevolved ones in their poke balls just in case.”
            “Makes sense.” Red nodded. Lorelei released Jynx and Cloyster and
Lapras, Agatha her two Gengar and Arbok, and Red his Jolteon and Magneton.
            As one, they launched their attacks at the Eternal Stone. Moments
later, it shattered into fine dust.
 
            Lance breathed a sigh of relief, followed by the others. “Well…
That was quite simple.”
            “I doubt they put much effort into making it strong.” Agatha said
dryly. She walked over and began to collect the fragments. A quick scan thanks
to Gengar revealed that the power seemed to have dissipated. Good. Now it was
just ordinary crystal.
            One threat was down…
 
            “Lance?”
            The Dragon Master stifled a yawn as he padded to the doorway in his
pajamas and fuzzy Dratini slippers. “It’s two P.M., Red. What do you want?”
            “I had a nightmare. Can I sleep in your room?”
            “… Sure.”
            Red beamed, and he climbed onto Lance’s bed without further ado,
bringing with him a pillow and a stuffed Pikachu. Lance chose not to comment.
            The boy was so cute sometimes…     
            Still, he didn’t mind, as Red snuggled up to him. He kissed him on
the cheek, wished him goodnight, and promptly fell asleep.
            Red had no more nightmares.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/24/06
Yeah. Fluffy beyond all belief… there may be a sequel to this. I’ve got the
bunnies brewing!
***** Chapter 10 *****
Chapter Summary
     Sailor Moon-esque, Queen Delia wonders why Uranus and Neptune are so
     close, shoujo-ai
Title: This Bond
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #10, This Bond
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
****** Warnings: AU, Shoujo-ai ******
 
            “Can you read each other’s thoughts? Is that it?” The Queen asked.
            Lance glanced up from her kneeling position, silversteel wings
neatly folded behind her back. “No, your Majesty.”
            “Then how do you explain how you and Uranus work so well as a team
in battle? I do understand that it is a necessity, seeing as two soldiers are
all we can afford to protect the Outer Solar System, and yet…”
            “It is, complicated…”
            “Complicated?” Queen Delia blinked.
            “Yes. You see, we did not wish to make it public knowledge, but
Uranus and I – we are lovers.”
            “That would explain it.” Delia said softly. “Small wonder you work
so well with Princess Red. I shall keep your secret than.”
            “Thank you, your Majesty.”
            “You are dismissed. There is nothing else I have to report.”
            Lance made a sweeping bow before she exited. Outside, she found Red
waiting in her golden armor, black wings rustling in agitation.
            “What happened?”     
            “Nothing that important. We can leave now.”
            “I wish we did not. Our duty is so lonely…”
            “At least we have each other.”
            “Yes.” Red rose on her tiptoes as Lance kissed her, and then they
both faded from view. Duty awaited them, yes, and it was harsh, but they had
each other, and that helped alleviate the burden somewhat.
            They were bonded, close and quiet, and they would keep each other
safe, and in the end, when the Kingdom fell, they would stand and watch its
destruction together.

End Fic
Completed 10/31/06
More Sailor Moon-esque shoujo-ai goodness!
***** Chapter 11 *****
Chapter Summary
     shonen-ai, POTO-verse, Red chooses to stay with Lance at the end of
     the musical
Title: In the End
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #11, No Time
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Warnings: AU, Shonen-ai
 
            “There is no time left. You try my patience, Red. Make your
choice!”
            Red shivered as he stared at the masked face of his lover. He
wanted to explain, wanted to tell Lance that he hadn’t been serious, wanted to
say that Gary had raped him, but… but sheer terror held him frozen.
            The Phantom’s cape swirled around him as he advanced closer. Red
felt goose bumps rise on his skin, suddenly aware of the chill deep in the
catacombs. He still wore only the thin white shift from the Opera…
            “Will you choose to end your days with me, or send him to his
grave?” He asked mockingly, staring at Gary, who clawed at his neck, the Punjab
lasso keeping him suspended in midair.
            “Don’t throw away your life for my sake.” Gary choked out.
            Red decided. 
            He walked up to Lance, pulled him into his embrace, kissed him,
feeling the heart beating too fast against his own while tears trickled down
pale cheeks.
            “Shh…” He coaxed.
            Lance’s golden eyes bore into his ruby ones. “Red…”
            “I know.” Red whispered. “I’ll stay. Let him go.”
            For a long moment, Lance simply stared into his eyes. Then he
stood, blades flickering into being on his fingertips. One slash and Gary was
free. He coughed several times, brushing flecks of mud off his fancy evening
clothes.
            “Let’s go.”
            “No.” Red stood next to Lance protectively. “I’m not leaving him.”
            “You’re insane!”
            “I did love you once, Gary, but you broke my trust when you broke
me. Leave this place. I’m staying here. My place is with him.”
            Lance shot Gary a wicked smirk, and the aristocrat huffed as he
hurriedly fled, not wanting to deal with the mob that would soon reach the
Phantom’s lair.
 
            Red turned to Lance. “Do we die together now?”
            “I am not fond of tragedy,” The Phantom shook his head. “And they
will not find me easy prey…”
            The timbre of his voice sent a shiver down Red’s spine, and Lance
calmly walked over to his pipe organ, pressing a sequence of keys.
            Red recognized them as the opening chords of Don Juan Triumphant,
but what he did not expect was for the Pipe organ to sink into the ground,
revealing a hidden staircase.
            Of course!
            They walked down, and Red found that his bedroom, furnished
sumptuously, was untouched. True, they would destroy the few rooms above
ground, but there was nothing worth saving there…
            Lance stroked his hair and held him close as the sounds of breaking
glass and the smell of smoke wafted down, but he kept silent.
            It was all right. His choice had been made.
            He would stay with Lance until their time ran out. The thought
filled him with unexpected relief, and as Lance kissed him timidly, he
responded with an eagerness that surprised the older man.
            “I love you.”
            For once, Lance believed him.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/17/06
More Phantom of the Opera goodness, and this time, it’s shonen-ai~!
***** Chapter 12 *****
Chapter Summary
     shoujo-ai, Sailor Moon-esque, Uranus and Neptune kill a daimon,
     talismans mentioned, Pluto watches
The world needs more championshipping! I will deliver!
Title: Far Away
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #12, Far Away
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: AU, Shoujo-ai, implied Cross-dressing
 
            Golden eyes narrowed in concentration as they peered through their
binoculars.
            “Ready?” Her partner whispered.
            She nodded, and then they both jumped from the tree. In midair,
Uranus’s Heaven’s Fury attack smashed into the daimon, causing it to drop the
heart crystal. Immediately, Neptune vaulted through the air and caught it.
            Her eyes stared into the whitish core, looking…
            Nothing.
            She sighed. “This one does not contain a talisman.”
            Uranus frowned, and as the man began to stir, they flew away on
silent wings.
 
            “I-I almost wish we could extract heart crystals ourselves,” Red
pondered, as they returned to the Plateau and shed their transformations.
            Lance nodded. No one would suspect that the two ‘male’ Champions
were secretly the mysterious Sailor Senshi.
            It was almost laughable how easy things were sometimes.
            “It would make things easier.” Lance conceded.
            “Why didn’t Pluto tell us more?”
            “I don’t know. It’s only recently that they decided to search for
the talismans themselves. But we must find the Grail before they do...”
           
            Red shivered. “I’m frightened, Lance.” She said honestly.
            Lance shook her head. “So am I, but no one else is acting. It’s our
fate to save the world… though we can only do so with sacrifice.”
            “At least I’m not doing this alone.” Red buried her head in Lance’s
shoulder, and Lance held her.
 
            Not too far away, a pair of eyes watched, as the owner smiled and
vanished back to the Time Gate.
            They were doing well.
            Charlotte closed her viewing portal. It was a pity, but Neptune and
Uranus would be on their own for a few months yet, before….
            She grimaced. The Inner Senshi would eventually discover the new
threat. That was an unpleasant thought. Though they were the Princess’s
bodyguards, they lacked the memories and skills the Outer Senshi possessed.
            Such a pity…
            When that time came, she would lend her support to Uranus and
Neptune. They would collect the three Talismans, form the Grail, and kill
Sailor Saturn before she destroyed the world.
            That was that.
 
End Fic
Completed 11/7/06
I really don’t like chemistry lab, especially when we have to identify unknown
compounds…
Lance: *Sweatdrop*
Phantomness: *Preens*
***** Chapter 13 *****
Chapter Summary
     het, Red pretends to be confident and Lance pretends to be a boy
Title: Façade
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #13, Façade
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Warnings: Het, cross-dressing
 
            Red’s not confident, so he fakes it.
            It’s unrealistic, his psychologist says, her pencil tapping on the
yellow notepad while he lies on her paisley-patterned couch. “What are you
afraid of? Why can’t you be more self-confident?”
            He feels awfully like she’s mocking him, so he says good-bye to her
and goes back to the Plateau, silently fuming.
            She has no clue what his life is like!
           
            Lance smiles when he comes in, and makes him cookies, lemon-
flavored sprinkled with a light topping of sugar.
            “Bad day?”
            “The worst.” He answers. She laughs, and flips her long hair in a
girlish gesture, one of the only ones she makes.
            He understands why she wears black silk and silversteel. It helps
her pretend to be a boy, because she doesn’t want to be a girl.
            Lorelei is different. She is cold, and Agatha is respected, but
Lance… if she were a girl… they’d care for nothing but her pretty face, so
she’d rather much be a boy.
            Red smiles.
            Lance kisses him, and he decides that really, does it matter? They
are all faking already…
            So it changes nothing, and he kisses her back.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/22/06
Trying to complete the Pokedex in Pokemon Mystery Dungeon is hard… I hate the
99 floor towers…
***** Chapter 14 *****
Chapter Summary
     Zensho-verse, Lance rescues kidnapped Red and Red kisses him, fluff
Title: Thank You
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #14, Thank You
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks. Zensho-
verse
Warnings: Shonen-ai, shota
 
            Lance’s eyes were a wicked blaze of golden fury as he attacked. The
men scattered, their clothing torn into scraps of black, bleeding from various
wounds, none simple shallow cuts.
            Lance flicked blood off his daggers with a practiced motion and
turned to their captive. Who was bound and gagged. He carefully cut through the
thick hemp fiber binding the boy’s wrists, before he undid the gag.
            Red spat out the cloth with a disgusted expression. “Thank you.”
            “How did this happen?” Lance asked. Team Rocket agents, all of
them… did they honestly think they could get away? Moments later, his twin
Dragonair returned, agents bound securely in their coils. Lance speed-dialed
the police, and they bundled the men away with many expressions of thanks.
           
            Red flushed. “I don’t know.”
            “You don’t know…?”
            “I mean it’s embarrassing!”
            “Which is why you should take steps to prevent it from happening in
the future.”
            “I guess you’re right.” Red rubbed his aching wrists with a pained
expression, watching the officers escort the rockets off in their police cars,
four of them in total.
            “So…?”
            “They wanted to take a picture of me and get my autograph. That was
all…”
            Lance sighed. “And you thought they were fans.”
            “Well, yes.”
            “And you followed them?”
            “Well, he said he had a studio…”
            “I can’t believe you sometimes, Red.” Lance shook his head. “You’re
lucky I got here in time.”
            “How did you know I was kidnapped, anyways?”
            Lance’s smile was mysterious. “That is for me to know and you to
guess. In any case, we ought to head back now.”
            “Oh, okay…”
           
            He paused, before he pecked Lance on the cheek with a shy smile.
“Thank you.”
            “No problem, Red. Just don’t let it happen again?”
            “I won’t.” Red agreed, even as he grinned.
            Lance was so nice!
 
            Lance paused momentarily, a strange expression in his eyes. “Red,
may I kiss you again?”
            “Sure.”
            Lance did, and this time, it was on the lips. Red almost swooned,
but not quite, because Lance had an arm around his waist and another around his
shoulders supporting him, but it felt really good.
            “Wow… maybe I should get kidnapped more often.”
            “Perish the thought!” Lance chuckled. “I’ll kiss you as often as
you like.”
            “Okay!”
 
End Fic
Completed 11/2/06
Zensho-verse again, since I like it!
Fluff… ^^
Red: *Blushes*
Lance: I love molesting innocents. *Leer*
Red: *Hugs Lance*
Phantomness: Hehehehe…
***** Chapter 15 *****
Chapter Summary
     shoujo-ai, Sailor Moon-esque, Post-Galaxia, Uranus and Neptune
     apologize for killing Pluto and Saturn
Championshipping! ^^
Title: Aftermath
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #15, Aftermath
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shoujo-ai
 
            Lance holds Red close, carefully brushing tears away from her
lover’s brilliant ruby eyes. The cursed bracelets are gone, but it is hard to
turn around and face the family they killed…
            Charlotte and Janine stand closely, quietly, leaning on their
staves. They are silent, but when their eyes meet, there is no despair, and no
hatred, and no fear…
            “I’m sorry,” Red chokes out, and then they are swept up in a hug.
            It matters little. Galaxia has fallen.
            They are safe.
            They tried and failed, but Ash – Princess Ashline – brought them
back again, the power of the Crystal coming through once again. Puppets.
            Red isn’t sure if she should be happy about it or not, but she
feels the Sword blaze in the back of her mind, and smiles in relief.
            Lance cups her hands together as the Mirror appears.
            It is all… right…
 
End Fic
Completed 10/28/06
More Sailor Moon-esque fic… I know, I’m a crazy author!
Charlotte is Pluto, Red is Uranus, Lance is Neptune, and Janine is Saturn…
***** Chapter 16 *****
Chapter Summary
     Lance scolds Ash for falling off the roof after a bet with Gary
Title: Impress
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #16, Impress
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai
 
            “What were you thinking, Ash?” Lance scolded, as he wound bandages
around the Pallet trainer’s wrist. “Gallivanting off on the roof like that!
You’re lucky you didn’t break your neck!”
            Ash flushed as he listened to the Dragon Master’s rebuke with half
an ear. “I’m sorry?” He offered.
            Pikachu licked his cheek sympathetically. She had landed without
any problems, but Ash had tumbled like a sack of wet cement.
            “I…”
            “Yes?”
            “I wanted to show off…”
            “Ah.” Lance nodded. “What for?”
            “I wanted to prove to Gary that I could walk across the roof
without falling.”
            “You two…” Lance shook his head. “Surely this rivalry of yours
isn’t worth risking your life for?”
            Ash flushed. “I…I guess you’re right.”
            Lance finished, and released Ash. With a shake of his head, he
walked off, cape undulating behind him.
            Ash rubbed his wrist, wincing, and wondered why it hurt so much
when Lance scolded him.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/16/06
Yep, not shonen-ai yet, but implied…
***** Chapter 17 *****
Chapter Summary
     Incest, Lance strokes Red while writing legislation
Title: Taste
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #17, Taste
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: AU, Shonen-ai, incest, potential shota
 
            “Father…” Red purred, as he climbed onto his Father’s lap. “Play
with me…”
            Lance glanced up from his report. “Why?”
            “Because I’m bored…” Red whined, though he knew his Father didn’t
mind. He leaned his head against his Father’s shoulder, listening to the
comforting sound of his heartbeat.
            “My, my… perhaps someone needs a few new lessons in obedience…”
Lance suggested, setting his pen down. The new social security bill could wait…
            Red just grinned, as Lance kissed him. Lance tasted faintly of mint
and chocolate. He sighed, before their kiss broke.
            “I’m sorry,” Lance said, even as his hand slipped between Red’s
legs, “But I won’t be able to properly do anything until I finish this.”
            Red shrugged. “I suppose I can… wait a little longer.” He stifled a
gasp, before his eyes sparked red flame. Oh yes…
            Lance’s fingers tightened. “Better?” His voice slid over Red’s skin
like oil, honey-sweet.
            Red nodded wordlessly, feeling a tightening in his balls as he
moaned. Lance withdrew his hand and licked his fingers clean, enjoying the
taste of his child’s juices. Red watched, enraptured, as his Father finished.
            “Later.” Lance repeated, and despite Red’s luxurious wriggling,
turned back to his paperwork.
            Red frowned, but decided to enjoy what he had, and closed his eyes
as he began to stroke…
 
End Fic
Completed 10/17/06
I know I’m a sick little bunny ^^
Lance: Yes you are!
Red: *Blush*
***** Chapter 18 *****
Chapter Summary
     A meeting of eyes
Title: A smirk
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #18, A Smirk
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, Special-verse, implied Shota
 
            It was only a moment’s meeting of eyes, but Red felt as though
those golden orbs had pierced his very soul.  Then the man turned, cape
swirling behind him.
            That feeling was familiar… he had felt it during the Kanto League
Championships…
            Did that mean he’d been watched? Sure, he knew that he had been in
a stadium full of people, but still! The thought brought a blush to his cheeks,
and he wasn’t sure why.
            Maybe it was the confident smirk…
 
            Lance slipped into the shadows silently, though he knew he had
piqued Red’s interest. Perhaps, perhaps… but there were still plans to write
into place and plots to spin, and after their desires had borne fruit, then he
could pursue this interesting child…
 
End Fic
Completed 11/14/06
Yep. Total shota, since Red’s like ten in Pokemon Special…
***** Chapter 19 *****
Chapter Summary
     Red is surprisingly okay with murder
Title: Daijoubu Desu
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #19, It’s All Right
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: AU, Special-verse, Shonen-ai, and Character Death, fanon
 
            “You killed them.” Red said. He was surprised that his voice held
steady. It was even more surprising that he was not yet going into hysterics.
            Lance half-smiled. “So I did.” He said simply.
            “I should hate you for it…”
            “Do you?”
            “No.” He said calmly. He walked closer, noting the unease in the
Dragon Master’s eyes. “I don’t hate you for killing them.”
            “You should,” Lance said flippantly.
            “Are you certain?” Red glanced at him, noticing that Lance was not
meeting his eyes. “Are you positive, Lance? Perhaps… you are mistaken. Perhaps
they were nevermy friends.”
            “Perhaps.” The Dragon Master shrugged. “Many things in this world
never stay constant, and some things never stay buried.”
            “Like my memories?”
            “Mm.”
            “I know.” Red yanked Lance into a kiss that intensified as he
straddled the Dragon Master’s hips. “It never works forever, you know. I love
you too much to forget you completely.”
            “Then it’s all right.” Lance grinned, as Red smirked.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/23/06
Amnesia and Lance… yeah, I gave Lance the power to erase memories. I tend to do
that a lot actually…
***** Chapter 20 *****
Chapter Summary
     Red asks Lance to be honest, and if being gay is wrong
Title: Honesty
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #20, Honesty
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai
 
            “Lance, you wouldn’t lie to me, right?”
            Lance blinked, setting down his teacup, a bit perturbed at the
strange question. “Why do you ask?”
            Red shrugged as he climbed onto the former Champion’s lap despite a
raised eyebrow from the other. “Because. Just because.”
            “Mmhmm…”
            “So you won’t, right?”
            “If you wish me to promise that, I will.”
            “I do.” Red grinned. He nuzzled Lance’s cheek with a happy
expression as Lance rested long fingers in his hair. “I like you.”
            “I suppose I love you too.”
            “That’s good, right? Even though we’re both boys?”
            “Gender has nothing to do with love.”
            The kiss that came in response was more than enough to satisfy him.
 
End Fic
Completed 11/3/06
Yay I finally got my Neopets account back after half a year! Stupid freezing
software, and I didn’t break any rules either. Ah well, least it’s over with …
***** Chapter 21 *****
Chapter Summary
     Red makes a rash decision. Lance helps him cope.
Title: Rash Decision
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #21, Rash Decision
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, insanity, murder
           
            Perhaps he shouldn’t have fired, but Bruno had a gun to Lance’s
head and the Team Rocket Grunts were going to kill everyone unless he joined,
and he didn’t want to join Team Rocket, and there had been something in his
hands so he had pulled the trigger, and then everyone had frozen.
            They had all been changed into blocks of ice, save Lance and
Lorelei and Karen.
            Lorelei nodded. “So it worked.”
            “Exactly.” Lance walked over to Red. “Shh… it’s all right now…”
            Red shivered, looking down at the gun in his hands. It was a
slender, silver thing, with only three buttons – one blue, one red, and one
yellow.
            Lorelei took it from his nerveless fingers, and pressed the red
button. All of the ice statues suddenly vaporized taking their occupants with
them.
 
            Red screamed.
            Lance pulled him close, as he tried to shut out the image of them
dying, but he couldn’t! Even if there was no blood and bone and no sound
shattering the silence he had still seen it!
            “Shh.” Lance soothed.
            “I…!”
            Lance kissed him, then, and Red clung to his lover desperately,
trying to ignore the blood pounding in his ears.
            There was nothing. Nothing had happened.
            They hadn’t just killed over twenty people. Bruno was not dead. He
was off training somewhere, somewhere in the mountains, like he always had!
            Team Rocket had never come to the Plateau to attack them.
            Lance had never been in danger. Never!
 
            Lance continued to kiss him, and he began to respond eagerly,
feeling arousal building between his legs. The only reason he was breathing
hard was because Lance was fondling him… that was all.
            Lance’s lips dropped to his neck, and his breathing came faster, as
his heart pumped blood south. Yes…
           
            Lorelei exited the room, not wanting to watch more. Poor Child.
Poor Champion. At least Lance would take good care of him.
            Sometimes, it was easier not to face reality.
            She felt no remorse, and she doubted Lance did, but Red was still
human. It would take a long time before his emotions froze.
            Perhaps they never would.
            In any case, Lance would ground him and keep him contained. They
could not afford for their Champion to become a loose cannon.
            Team Rocket was foolish. They deserved death.
 
            As Red came with a wordless sigh into Lance’s hand, the Dragon
Master brought it to his mouth and licked his fingers.
            “Perhaps we had better continue this in the bedroom.” He suggested.
Red blinked for a moment, before he smiled sunnily, and followed his lover, all
traces of the incident completely wiped from his memory.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/14/06
I like writing Red more than Ash. Maybe that’s why it’s so hard for me to get
into Ash’s head now…
My beta-reader says Ash is too ‘simple and rough’ for me. Hmm…
 
***** Chapter 22 *****
Chapter Summary
     Lance rewards Red for winning the championship. Zensho/Game-verse
Title: Flames
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #22, Flames
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks. Zensho-
verse
Warnings: Shonen-ai, shota
 
            The Dragonite had been powerful, shooting Hyper Beams at his
Charizard from its eyes, but Charizard was stronger, and a Fire Blast downed
the pokémon. The Dragon Master looked rather shocked – but it was cute.
            He had the most adorable hairstyle, spiked back like dragon’s wings
on the side of his head. Red grinned as he recalled his Charizard.
            “Congratulations.” Lance said quietly. “You are now the Pokemon
Champion…. Or you would have been, but there was one other who made it here
before you.”
            Red blinked. “What?”
            “Go through those doors please,” Lance said, indicating a room
almost hidden behind the pillars and dragon statues. “And good luck.”
            Red managed a wan smile, but his heart was hammering wildly against
his ribs. Who would it be?
            Could it possibly be…Green?
           
            It was.
            They fought for the last time, Charizard versus Blastoise, but as
Charizard ducked behind a pillar to escape Blastoise’s Hydro Pump attack, he
knew that it would be all right. He had never lost to Green, and now…
            He never would.
            Charizard’s Headbutt attack sent Blastoise crumpling to the ground,
and now, he was Champion! As he watched, Lance came up with a golden belt in
his hands, a beautiful one with a large buckle in the Center, a stylized ‘P’,
the symbol of the League, surmounted by two laurel sprays.
            He blushed a little as Lance knelt in front of him, undid his belt,
and placed the new one through the loops on his jeans, but when the Dragon
Master stood and smiled at him, he quit caring.
           
            Then Lance led him to the Master Computer, and he watched with
pride as his pokémon were registered. Charizard, Raichu, Ditto, Alakazam,
Lapras, and Jigglypuff…
            I couldn’t have done it without you…
 
            A few minutes later, Professor Oak showed up with Green’s sister,
and he listened as the Professor lectured him on the importance of friendship,
trying not to doze off as he nodded in all the right places.
            Of course his pokemon were his friends!
           
            A few more things were said, and then Oak and Green went back to
Pallet Town, and Lance led him into a building about five minute’s walk from
the actual Battling arenas. There was a very nice house there, and Lance led
him inside to one of the rooms. Inside, it was decorated in shades of pale
peach, but Lance said he could change it.
            “That room hasn’t ever been used.”
            “But what about Green?”
            Lance chuckled. “He was only Champion for about twenty minutes
before you came along. He said he wanted to wait until his Grandfather arrived
to input his pokémon into the Master Computer, and well…”
            “Oh…”
            Red felt a little bit sorry for Green, but shook it off as Lance
grinned at him.
            “Now come on. There’s one more thing you have to do.”
            “R-Really?” Red asked, cursing the squeak in his voice. Why was he
blushing?
            Sure, he liked watching Lance battle on television, but seeing him
in person was so different!
            “Yes.” Lance agreed. Red followed him into another room. Seeing the
large tapestry covered with dragon pokémon on the wall, he gathered that this
was Lance’s room. He sat down on the bed, wondering what was going to happen.
 
            “I apologize for causing you distress.” Lance purred, and Red
shivered, feeling a bulge start to form in his jeans. What was going on?
            As he sat there, trying not to squirm, Lance knelt down in front of
him and undid his zipper, pulling out his erection.
            “W-What are you doing?” Red breathed.
            “Making it better.” Lance murmured, before he engulfed the head.
Red almost bucked off the bed at the unexpected contact, feeling warm wetness
move over the tip of his cock.
            “L-Lance! You don’t have to…!”
            “But I want to.” That effectively cut Red’s protests short, and he
mewled as Lance easily took him down root to tip. It did not take more than a
few minutes before he felt a tingling sensation travel through his body and he
thrust hard into Lance’s mouth as he felt climax break in waves over his head.
            Mew, it felt so good! Stars exploded behind his eyes and he was
pretty sure he screamed. The sensation of pleasure was almost foreign, but it
felt really nice…
            For a long while, he leaned backwards, panting heavily and trying
to regain his composure, as he felt Lance lap up his spilled fluids.
           
            Lance licked his lips and gave Red an affectionate smile, as he
tucked him back in and zipped his pants up. “Better now?”
            “Y-yes.”
            “That’s good.” Lance gave him a quick hug and turned to leave,
before Red called after him. “Lance?”
            “Yes?”
            “Can-can we do that again sometime?”
            “Of course.” Lance’s voice was a thrumming song, and Red blushed,
feeling the vibrations course through his veins.
            This was wonderful!
            And now that he was Champion, he’d get to live with Lance! How cool
was that?
            And it was all thanks to his Charizard.
 
            He could have sworn he saw the fire dragon wink the next morning
when he woke up. So, did you have fun mating him?
            “Charizard!”
            I think you did. You smell hot.
            Red blushed and made a beeline for the shower. He was never going
to live this down! But… but…
            It had been nice.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/31/06
Pokemon Zensho-verse. Pokemon Zensho is so cute!
Lance: *Molests Red*
Red: *Bright red*
Phantomness: *Smirk*
 
***** Chapter 23 *****
Chapter Summary
     shoujo-ai ficlet, Sailor Moon-esque, a game of tag, fire and water,
     and then duty calls
Title: Opposites
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #23, Opposites
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Warnings: Shoujo-ai, AU
 
            They are opposites, like fire and water, air and earth, but does it
matter?
            She tumbles onto the grassy lawn, even as her lover steals a kiss,
her golden eyes wickedly sharp as they rake over her body. She blushes
prettily, every motion a demure maiden, and then runs off, crying that she’ll
never be caught.
            Lance laughs, and follows, feeling the wind dance around her and
ruffle her hair.
            Pretty wind, so much like Red…
            But Red wields wind, and she herself water, so perhaps they are
complements and not opposites.
            Red tackles her to the ground in a surprise attack, and she grins
as she kisses her on the nose. They stare into each other’s eyes, and she feels
desire wrap arms around them.
            Suddenly, something in the back of her mind prickles, and she knows
Red feels it too as her eyes harden and she slides off.
            A whispered phrase, and then Uranus and Neptune take to the air, in
search of prey.
            If only we could stay children forever…
 
End Fic
Completed 10/28/06
Even more Sailor Moon-ish stuff!
***** Chapter 24 *****
Chapter Summary
     Lance is strong enough to heal, but not to confess
Title: Strength
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #24, Strengths
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai
 
            Even Champions have weaknesses.
            Red bites his tongue and tries hard not to scream as he feels Lance
set his bones back in place. The Dragon Master gives him an apologetic smile,
before he finishes. Then he places his hands over Red’s skin as the blue light
of the Viridian Forest surrounds them both.
            It’s soothing, but he still feels squeamish as he feels bone and
muscle and flesh knit together once more.
            Lance sighs in relief, seeing unmarred skin. “It worked.”
            Red quits worrying his lip then, and Lance feeds him hot tea with
chrysanthemum blooms steeped in it. He sips slowly, and falls into dreamless
sleep, wishing that he could be as strong and cool and powerful as Lance is.
            But when Red sleeps, Lance kisses him, ever so softly, and wishes
that he had the strength to confess his feelings, instead of… playing.
            He doesn’t want to hurt Red, but what if Red rejects him?
            Broken hearts are harder to mend than broken bones.
            And Red sighs, wordlessly, and arches towards the soft touch.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/19/06
Aw… kind of fluffy angst…
Lance: *Sigh*
Phantomness: I’m bushed. I had to tutor algebra for 4 hours today! This is on
top of taking college classes, too…
***** Chapter 25 *****
Chapter Summary
     Green on Red and Lance's relationship.
Title: Right Now
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #25, Right Now
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, angst
 
            Right now, Red is perched in Lance’s lap and Lance is leaning back
in his swivel chair, the heavy black leather one that had to be specially mail-
ordered from Hoenn.  Their lips are touching in a perfectly innocent kiss, and
Red’s heart is beating just a little too fast for things to be entirely
innocent. Lance has an arm around Red’s shoulders, steadying him, and his
golden eyes are bright as he gazes into the Champion’s face, tracing the
invisible lines of his physiognomy.
            Green quietly shuts the door and tiptoes away, trying to calm his
beating heart. As he walks down the hall, he sees Bruno grunting while lifting
what must be five hundred pounds at least, and he smells coffee wafting in from
the percolator they keep in the den. Agatha and Lorelei are having tea, but he
has no desire to join them as he slips back to his room.
            He flings himself onto the bed and cries, cries for a friendship
lost because he knows – he knows – that he has been replaced.
            Lance is Red’s most important person now and it hurts.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/30/06
Wonder if I’m really halfway through…
Actually, this was fun to write! ^^
***** Chapter 26 *****
Chapter Summary
     Red runs away from home to Lance’s house
Title: Runaway
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #26, Run Away
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai
 
            When he ran away from home, Red took only his pokémon and a
battered black pokédex that had once belonged to his Father. His stepfather was
a cruel drunk and his mother too fearful to put up any resistance, so it was
much safer to go than to stay.
            It was not really much trouble for him to get away. The man snored
loudly, and he had hesitated, before deciding not to steal Javier’s wallet.
Even if Javier hated him, it might cause problems for his mother.
            He felt a twinge of regret that he could not bring her along, but
Pidgeot could only carry one person, so that was that.
           
            His pokémon were all that truly belonged to him after all…
 
            “You know,” Lance, admonished, when Red collapsed on his doorstep
three days later, “It would be nice if you didn’t try to kill yourself.”
            Red sighed. “I know, I know. I underestimated the distance it would
take to reach here. Now can I die?”
            “Dear Lugia, no.” Lance steered Red to the couch and brought back
water loaded with sugar and salt, which Red drank gratefully. “How long have
you been walking, and didn’t you think of packing any food or water?”
            “I was more concerned with getting away.” Red sighed.
 
            Lance nodded, pausing to refill Red’s glass. “But why now? You’ve
already endured his presence and even his punishments for many years. What
changed?”
            Red shivered.
            Lance nodded. “That would explain it. Sleep now.”
            The smile his lover gave him was grateful as he slipped into
unconsciousness. Lance carefully placed his hands on Red’s body, before he
concentrated, bringing up Viridian’s power to heal his injuries. Then, the
Dragon Master went to pay a visit to Red’s home.
            Red would not mind if some… accident befell his stepfather now…
            Perfect.
 
End Fic
Completed 9/27/06
Yes, Lance is evil and out to kill people. Who knew?
Red: ^_^()
Lance: *Smirk*
 
***** Chapter 27 *****
Chapter Summary
     PWP, Ash gets him and Lance lost, Lance ‘rapes’ him, bastard! Lance
Title: Lost
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: WataShi (Lance x Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #27, Lost
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, sex, dubious consent, shota, PWP
 
            “Um… Lance?”
            Lance turned to his traveling companion, noting that Ash flushed
and looked down almost as soon as their eyes met.
            “What is it?”
            “I lost the map.” Ash admitted.
            The Dragon Master froze, before he slowly spun around on his heel
and stalked closer to Ahs. “What did you say?” He hissed.
            “I lost the map?” Ash squeaked.
            Lance resisted the urge to slap his forehead.  “So you mean we’ve
been wandering around lost?”
            “Y-Yes…”
            “I’m going to kill you.” Lance said pleasantly, and from the look
in his brown eyes, Ash guessed he meant it. He eeped as he backed into a tree,
feeling rough bark through the thin fabric of his jacket and t-shirt.
            “L-Lance…”
            Lance did not answer, as he pressed his lips to Ash’s in a
punishing kiss. Ash eeped, though he felt his pulse quicken, as Lance’s hand
slid down and undid the button at his jeans.
            “L-Lance! What are you doing?”
            “I would think that was obvious, Champion,” Lance purred, as he
kissed Ash again, and Ash moaned as he felt Lance’s tongue enter his mouth.
            “B-But…!”
            “But what?” Lance asked, already busy getting Ash’s pants down.
“You should be glad I’m not doing anything more… damaging.”
            Ash involuntarily trembled at the brindled menace in Lance’s voice,
but he couldn’t deny that it made him hard. Lance licked his fingers and then
gripped Ash’s cock with a pleased expression.
            “Well…” Ash was about to say more, but as soon as he felt Lance’s
hand on him, his brain decided to quit wasting energy on higher thought
functions. He could feel himself stiffening, even as Lance ran gloved fingers
over the shaft.
 
            “Very nice…” Lance crooned, and did not cease his motions. Ash
groaned bucking harder and harder into Lance’s hand until he finally came with
a cry of pleasure. He watched through half-lidded eyes as Lance lapped up his
creamy seed, before Lance purred.
            Ash breathed harder, even as he felt one of Lance’s fingers wriggle
into his body. “L-Lance…”
            “Shh…” Lance murmured, and involuntarily, Ash found his body
relaxing. It did not take more than a few minutes before he felt Lance’s
fingers brush across his prostate, and he cried out sharply at the bolt of
pleasure it sent straight to his brain.
            “Such a pretty child you are,” Lance’s voice sent pleasant shivers
through his frame, and he nodded mutely as he felt the Dragon Master enter him.
The initial intrusion burned, but soon, there was nothing left but a pleasant
feeling of fullness.
            Lance began to move, and Ash screamed as he felt his body spasm
around Lance’s cock, even as those expert thrusts hit his prostate again and
again. He was screaming now, tears running down his face, but it didn’t hurt,
not really, only he didn’t want it to stop…!
            Finally, he felt a hot gush of liquid in his bowels, and moments
later, Lance slipped out of him.
            The Dragon Master tucked himself back in, eyeing the Champion with
an inscrutable expression. Ash gasped as he fell to his knees, feeling winded.
            “Come on.”
            “W-What?”
            “I’ll have Dragonite fly us home.”
            Ash goggled at him for a few minutes as he tried to catch his
breath. “Y-You mean…?”
            “Heh.” Lance smirked. “You didn’t think I’d come out here with you
without a plan, did you? I got warnings about your notoriously bad direction
sense.”
            Ash just stared as Lance released Dragonite and they climbed on.
            He felt used.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/30/06
Come inspiration, come! And yeah, Lance is a bastard, isn’t he? ^^
***** Chapter 28 *****
Chapter Summary
     shoujo-ai, Sailor Moon-esque, Lance meets Ash and remarks on her
     purity, Ash thinks she’s a boy
Title: Misunderstanding
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #28, Misunderstanding
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. Sailor Moon
belongs to Naoko Takeuchi. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction
belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism.
Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: AU, Shoujo-ai, implied cross-dressing
 
            Ash blushed as she watched Lance walk away. She couldn’t believe
that she had run into the Dragon Master and Leader of the Elite Four! Of
course, it wasn’t as cool as meeting Champion Red, but still…
            If only he didn’t already have a girlfriend! … Or boyfriend, as the
rumors went.
            She sighed morosely and rubbed her pendant, feeling the gentle
pulse of the silver Crystal inside. If only she was a normal girl and not
Sailor Moon, maybe… maybe she could have time for a boyfriend…
           
            “Cute girl.” Red said quietly.
            “Are you jealous?” Lance asked.
            “No,” Red smirked. “She has suchan aura of purity. She may very
well be a Talisman Holder…”
            “Yes, that could unfortunately be the case. We had best keep an eye
on her.”
            They grinned at each other, and then Red kissed Lance, just to make
sure.
           
End Fic
Completed 10/28/06
I hate equilibrium chemistry! I do I do I do!
***** Chapter 29 *****
Chapter Summary
     Lance distracts Red during a boring meeting
Title: Perfect Timing
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #29, Perfect Timing
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks. Game-
verse
Warnings: Shonen-ai, PWP
 
            Red dashed into the room, just as President Goodman looked up.
            “You’re late.” The President said severely.
            “I’m sorry. I got attacked by a flock of wild Spearow while I was
flying here from Pallet Town.”
            Goodman narrowed his eyes, but did not say more. Red slid in
between Lance and Bruno, and waited for the man to start talking. Pretty soon,
things started to make less and less sense.
            Lance winked as he turned to Red. < Bored already? >
            < Mm. > Red agreed. < I wish he wasn’t so full of himself. I’ve
heard all his anti-pokémon speeches before, which is ridiculous, since our
whole economy runs on pokémon. >
            < I know. > Lance replied, < But I think you’ll find what I’m doing
a bit more interesting. > Red’s breath caught as he felt Lance’s hand move over
his thigh, though for all intents and purposes, the Dragon Master looked like
he was still busy taking notes.
            < L-Lance… >
            < Yes? > Lance purred, beginning to undo Red’s zipper ever so
slowly with one hand. Red coughed, and Goodman glared at him. The Champion
hastily took a sip of water to quell his nerves.
            His cheeks tinted pink as he began scribbling, even as Goodman
talked, but it was so difficult to concentrate when that wonderful hand was
coaxing his erection to throbbing hardness…
            As Goodman droned on, Red felt his heart speed up even as his
breathing quickened. He was close, so close… surely Lance wouldn’t keep him
like this, would he?
            No.
           
            There was a clatter as Lance knocked his pen to the ground.
“Sorry.” He said, before he dove under the table. Red’s hands dug into the edge
of the mahogany filigree and he bit his lip hard, drawing blood, as Lance’s
mouth closed around his cock, taking him to the root, before he felt his body
tighten before release. A moment later, Lance reappeared, holding his pen with
a brilliant smile.
            Goodman sighed. “Well, as I was saying…”
            Red felt Lance tuck him in and zip him back up as the man finished
speaking. Finally, they were allowed to leave the room.
 
            “Lance, you are so evil….”
            “Why? I thought you needed some distraction.” Lance retorted,
licking his lips. Red flushed.
            “I…I suppose I did...”
            “Didn’t it make you feel better?” He purred.
            “Definitely.” Red rose on his tiptoes to kiss Lance, as the Dragon
Master chuckled.
            “Perfect Timing, ne?”
            “Perfect.” Red agreed, sighing luxuriously. “Now can we continue?”
            “Of course.”
 
End Fic
Completed 10/15/06
Yep, shameless PWP! ^^
Red: *Blush*
Lance: *Smirk*
***** Chapter 30 *****
Title: Tears
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #30, Tears
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, bestiality
 
            Red cries the first time Lance takes him. It’s unintentional, but
silvery trails run down his cheeks and Lance holds him close afterwards,
kissing the tracks away. He doesn’t want to hurt his love.
            Red knows that Lance isn’t trying to be rough, but for some reason,
he’s amazingly sensitive, so whenever Lance touches him, it screams pleasure or
pain.
            He grows used to it though, and stops crying.
           
            Lance doesn’t understand why Red cries. He curls around Red and
pets him gently, being careful not to cut him with sharp nails. He kisses him
and caresses him and feeds him creamy ice cream and promises to take care of
him.
            Lance is a dragon, and dragons can’t cry.
            He licks Red’s face, and Red sighs as he pillows his head in the
curve of Lance’s shoulder, running his fingers over sharp-scaled wings.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/12/06
^^
***** Chapter 31 *****
Chapter Summary
     Ash notices Lance is pretty
Title: Beginnings
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #31, Beginnings
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: AU, Shonen-ai
 
            Ash isn’t happy when he finds out he can’t leave the Orange Islands
after he beats Drake. Even though he’s Champion he wants to keep exploring.
Drake shakes his head, and tells Ash he’s sorry, but that’s the way things are.
            Didn’t Ash ever wonder, why the Elite Four in every region never
leave, and why the Champions stay put?
            Ash hadn’t, of course. He was too busy doing other things that were
more important, like foiling Team Rocket’s latest plots and capturing pokémon!
            Misty and Brock tell him goodbye, and head back to their gyms.
            He feels very lonely.
 
            Two weeks later, Lance, Charlotte, Steven, and three others show
up. They’re the other Champions from the various regions. They offer
congratulations and sympathy, because now Ash is as chained as they are.
            He’s the youngest Champion ever. It must be difficult.
            It is!
 
            Lance shakes his head and gives him a sympathetic smile, and
Charlotte tells him that mail order is a wonderful thing. Steven gives him a
rock, and while Ash appreciates the gesture, he’s not too sure why Steven
thought a rock would be a good present. Barnes hands over a list of notes, and
the other two don’t say or do much so he doesn’t remember their names.
            It’s the first time he notices exactly how pretty Lance is, with
long crimson hair and golden eyes.
            It’s funny, because he never thought he’d be interested in boys. He
ignores the feelings, and waves goodbye as the other Champions leave.
 
            The next time he notices, he’s whimpering beneath Lance as the
Dragon Master kisses him, and he faintly remembers how everything began.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/14/06
I wish I could stop time…
I swear that I’ve seen this theme before. It’s not just Déjà vu! And I used Ash
since Red’s gotten a lot of coverage lately…
***** Chapter 32 *****
Chapter Summary
     Lance is missing, so Red goes to Orre to look for him
Title: Hidden Emotions
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #32, Hidden Emotions
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks. Zensho-
verse
Warnings: Shonen-ai, possible shota
 
            “Red?”
            “What is it, Lorelei?” Red glanced up from where he was grooming
his Charizard. The dragon purred contentedly, as the Ice Master frowned.
            “Something has come up.”
            That sounded serious. Lorelei almost never used that tone of voice,
so he nodded and followed her to the meeting room where the rest of the Elite
were gathered. Wait. Where was Lance?
            “He’s missing.” Clair said, “I haven’t seen my brother since he
left for the Orre region three weeks ago. We’re afraid that something’s
happened to him.”
            “And you want me to go look?” Red asked.
            Agatha nodded.
            Red grinned. “I’m on it.” He hadn’t done anything adventurous in a
while, and this might be fun! Orre might even have new pokemon!
           
 
            A week later, he was feeling much less cheerful. He had toured the
few cities in the region, noticed the utter lack of wild pokémon, much to his
extreme disappointment, nearly gotten robbed by Team Snagem agents three times,
and had to be hospitalized once for dehydration.
            It was not fun after all.
            “Lance… where are you?”
            It did not seem reasonable. Perhaps the Dragon Master had already
left the area. But he had just called Clair and Lorelei last night and they had
reported nothing…
            Something must be going on…
            If only he knew what!
            Lance… where are you?
 
            “Scyther, Slash!”
            Unprepared, caught off guard, and there were so many of them. He
should have brought his full team, but he only had Scyther and Charizard with
him at the moment, there was no way he could defeat all of them…!
            They were losing. Even skill could only take you so far…
 
            Suddenly, a sharp beam of yellow light caught the towering Steelix
in its grip, and shattered it. The pokemon screamed, even as the others began
to scatter.
            Red glanced upwards cautiously, hoping beyond hope that it was the
one he sought.
            Lance’s smirk was bright as he flicked his fingers. Dragonair
exploded from the sound, the twins causing a dizzying cyclone of wind with
their agility attacks. Dragonite whipped up a fierce Twister that sent many
agents flying, while Gyarados filled the air with rain clouds to halt the
sandstorm a Cacnea had kicked up.
            He descended, flashing a smile. “Need some help, Champion?”
            Red blinked twice, before he threw his arms around Lance in a
fierce hug. He choked for a second but the tears still came.
            “I thought you were in danger!”
            “Red…”
            “I was worried! That was why I came to Orre to search for you! And…
and…”
            “Shh.” Lance soothed. The rest of the dragons made quick work of
any remnants, as Lance scooped Red up. “I’ll take you home.”
            Red sniffled, burying his face in Lance’s shoulder. “All right.”
 
            Afterwards, he would chide himself for being childishly emotional,
but did it matter? Lance was safe!
            He had been worrying over nothing.
            But still…
 
            Lance did not mention his outburst to anyone, and it was nice of
him to keep it a secret. Still, that didn’t stop Red from spending a month in
Lance’s rooms before he felt safe enough to confess to the other Elite Four.
            Lorelei just smiled and said they expected it.
            Agatha was friendly, though Bruno was rather disgusted, but it all
ended well.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/23/06
Tutoring is hard work…
 
***** Chapter 33 *****
Chapter Summary
     Red wakes after a month of sleep
Title: Open Your Eyes
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #33, Open Your Eyes
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Warnings: Shonen-ai, incest, shota, PWP
 
            I can promise you the world, pretty one, or the sky if you so
desire it. I’ll string the darkness full of starry tapestries, and ornament you
with diamonds plucked from the hearts of men. I would do anything for you, my
precious Child… if only you would wake…
            Red stirred drowsily, cradled in a warm nest of blankets, cocooned
in sweet dreams from which he never desired to wake. He was only faintly aware
of pain, as pinpricks of blood welled up on his neck, and he moaned as a gloved
hand curled about his cock, and began to stroke.
            Lance’s voice was a languorous hum, but it was enough to draw him
into wakefulness, and he came with a groan, spilling pearly fluid over his
Father’s hand. He watched, feeling lust flare in his body, curl lazily in his
chest as he captured his Father’s lips in a kiss.
            “How long have I been asleep?”
            “A month too long,” Lance’s voice was sharp. “You might have never
awoken.”
            “I’m awake now…” Red trailed a sharp nail down his Father’s chest,
hearing a swift intake of breath.
            “Indeed.” Lance held his gaze for a heartbeat, two, before he
pounced.
            Red laughed.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/28/06
 
***** Chapter 34 *****
Chapter Summary
     Red wakes up with amnesia and has forgotten Lance
Title: Forget Me Not
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #34, Forget-Me-Not
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks.
Warnings: Shonen-ai
 
            When Red wakes up, he doesn’t know where he is. The doctors and
nurses are all cheerful, telling him that it’s so horrible for the Champion of
the Pokemon League to be injured in an accident saving two little kids from
Team Magma, but he just blinks at them and tries to figure out what is going
on.
            He puts on his clothes, the blue jeans and the black t-shirt and
the red-and-white jacket and pokemon league cap, and feels better, and as he
glances in the mirror at his reflection, he can (luckily) recognize himself and
what he should look like.
            He returns to Indigo Plateau, flying high on Charizard’s back, and
he relishes in the feel of flying, knowing that at least this, he truly likes.
            There’s a mountain of paperwork to sort through, and meetings to be
held, so by the time he realizes that something is wrong, it’s three months in
and their winter vacation is coming up.
            The Elite Three are cheerful, all talking about what they’re going
to do, Lorelei says she’ll be heading to the Orange Islands for some fun in the
sun, and Agatha laughs and says she’ll drop by and see her grandchildren, and
Bruno…
            Bruno just grunts.
            But somehow, this cheerful triad is missing something.
 
            He doesn’t figure out what until later, and by that time, there’s
mud soaking into his knees as he kneels in front of the gravestone, and he sobs
as he traces the letters, because he knows that what he should have remembered
was the most important person of all.
            Lance….
           
 
End Fic
Completed 10/30/06
Game is practically Zensho anyways. ^^
Lance: Angst again?
Shoyko: *Sobs*
Phantomness: *Shrugs* It was that or lemons, and I’m not in a lemon mood
***** Chapter 35 *****
Chapter Summary
     Red and Lance are hanging off a building. What could possibly go
     right?
Title: Hold Onto my Hand
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #35, Hold Onto my Hand
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, Near death experience
 
            “I…I… can’t…”
            Lance gritted his teeth as he clung onto Red’s hand tighter. “I
swear by Lugia, I will notlet you fall!”
            “But I can’t hold on any longer…” Red murmured. “Lance… we’re both
going to die this way. Let go.”
            “No.” Lance replied.
            Footsteps sounded behind them. Giovanni laughed as he appeared,
followed by at least a dozen Rocket Grunts and two Executives.
            “So, it seems that I’m just in time to finish the two of you off.”
His gaze swept the rooftop, seeing the Dragon Master struggling to pull the
Champion up. “What a pity. At least you’ll die together. I am not a wholly
heartless man, after all.”
            “I don’t think so.”
            “Oh?”
            “Lance…” Red murmured. “I… I love…”
            Lance did not give Red time to reply, before he threw himself off
the building. Red let out a surprised shout as they were suddenly falling.
            “Lance! I don’t want you to die with me!”
            “We’re not going to die.” Lance said, still clinging onto Red with
surprising strength. “Just hold onto my hand.”
            Red felt a bit leery, but decided that now was as good a time as
any to declare his love. They were going to hit the ground soon enough anyways.
“Lance, I love you.”
            “I know.” The Dragon Master replied, before his cape dropped to the
ground. Red closed his eyes; before he registered that they were no longer
moving downwards. In fact, they seemed to be floating… up?
            He glanced up and saw Lance grinning, a pair of wings extending
from his back.
            “Y-You can fly?”       
            “Mm.” Lance nodded. “Couldn’t risk calling out a dragon in midair,
since we might miscalculate distance, but now…” He palmed his Ultra balls,
watching as red light heralded the arrival of his dragons.
            They charged the Rocket building, even as Giovanni gaped, Hyper
Beam slammed into his chest and sent him flying off.
 
            Red watched as Lance landed them on the roof of a nearby building,
willing his heartbeat and breathing to stabilize. “I…”
            “I know.” Lance replied and kissed him.
            Red blushed, but decided to shut up and go with the flow, and he
could ponder Lance’s magical pokemon powers later.
            For now…
            He whimpered as Lance kissed him again, and decided that holding on
had been a good idea. A very good idea…
 
End Fic
Completed 10/17/06
Yes, the typical lover is hanging off a building scenario. ^^
Red: *Rolls eyes*
Phantomness: *Yawns* Long, long chemistry lab today. If I sound high, it’s all
the hydrogen sulfide we were breathing
Lance: *Shudders*
Pika-chan: *Eats giant stick of cotton candy* FLUFF!
***** Chapter 36 *****
Chapter Summary
     Special/Adventures-verse AU. Red remembers, and hates, and will never
     forgive or forget.
Title: Something to Remember
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #36, Something to Remember
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks. Special-
verse
Warnings: Shonen-ai, Specialshipping-bashing, insanity, character death
 
            “Red…” Yellow looked at her friend, worried. Ever since they had
returned from Cerise Island, he had been quiet and moody. He hadn’t even talked
to Pika once, and he seemed to be spending all his time with his Gyarados and
Aerodactyl, talking to them in soft tones while they listened.
            They would nuzzle his cheek, and he would cry. Yellow didn’t know
why Red was crying, so one night, she decided to eavesdrop.
 
            “They’re all dead now,” Red whispers, as he holds Aeroy close.
“They’re all dead, and it’s my fault… all my fault…”
            Master…
            “It is. It’s my fault… because Pika is my pokémon… and now all the
dragons are dead, because without the Dragon Master…”
            Gyarados coils around him protectively, and Yellow feels a stab of…
something. She’s not sure if it’s anger, guilt, despair or fear, but it makes
her edgy.
            “And worse of all, I’ll never see him again…”
           
            Some things click into Yellow’s mind then. How Red never looked her
in the eyes when he told her that Lance had been defeated…. And now, the
coldness towards Pika…
            So Lance is dead…
            She’s never killed anyone before, but Lance would have killed other
people so really what she did is for the best, right?
            She has to believe in the justice of her cause, because otherwise
she is nothing but a murderer.
            Something cold and hard drops in her stomach as Red speaks again.
 
            “But most of all, I hate him… because he’s the one who caused Pika
to use Megavolt… and I’ll never forget, and I’ll never, ever, forgive him…” Red
purrs, and he reached into his shirt, drawing out a little locket. Gold, Yellow
guesses, and as Red opens it, he runs his fingers through a snip of dark red
hair.
            “Wait for me, love. Soon, we’ll meet again.”
            Behind her bush, Yellow is violently ill.
 
End Fic
Completed 11/15/06
***** Chapter 37 *****
Chapter Summary
     fanon ficlet, probability-wise, Red remembers being in love with
     Lance at least once…
Yoru sent me pretty championshipping fanart. YAY!
Title: Déjà vu
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #37, Déjà vu
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, fanon
 
            Even if the probability of an event occurring is almost zero, with
enough repeated trials, you will find the chance.
            The same thing happens in reincarnation. Even if memories are set
to fade, they may not always vanish. After all… these things aren’t perfect.
            Serebii knew that better than anyone, so she did not fret as she
poured herself a cup of strong tea and sat down next to Moltres’s Chosen to
watch.
            Charlotte shot her a wary look, but said nothing as the images from
her red compact mirror continued to spiral into the air in dizzying swirls.
           
            “I… remember you…” Red breathed.
            Lance frowned, his golden eyes narrowing. “What do you mean?” He
recalled his fallen Dragonite, even as Red did the same to his victorious
Pikachu.
            “Lance… you know what I mean.”
            “No, I’m afraid I do not.”
            Red scowled, before he flicked his fingers. Black lightning
sparked, and the room fell silent.
            A slow smile curved Lance’s lips. “Ah.”
            “Do you believe me now?”
            “I do.” Lance grinned, as he pulled Red into a kiss, feeling
feathers on his cheeks. “You remember?”
            “Bits and pieces, yes,” Red confessed, “But you’re all that really
matters, right?”
            Lance smirked. “If you insist.”
 
            “See? It worked out.”
            Serebii nodded, and decided to leave her Chosen alone for another
day.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/24/06
Total fanon…
***** Chapter 38 *****
Chapter Summary
     Lance molests a sleeping Red
Title: Sleepy
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #38, Sleepy
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
****** Warnings: Shonen-ai, shota, dubious consent ******
 
            Red blinked drowsily as he felt something warm move over his body.
He would have protested, but it felt nice, and he was too sleepy to think about
it.
            Lance smirked inwardly as he ran his fingers over pale flesh,
pausing to tweak a nipple. Red sighed breathlessly, eyes still half-closed.
            The Dragon Master had been quite careful after all – there had been
enough Sleep Powder in Red’s milk to knock him out for a few hours. But he
wanted the boy to enjoy this, so he was very careful, even as he took Red into
his mouth.
            Red gasped as something warm enveloped him. He was not yet aware
that he had been stripped naked, but as he felt orgasm break over his head, he
only sighed again and relaxed, shuddering against the silken sheets.
            Lance licked him clean and then unhurriedly dressed him in his
Pikachu-print pajamas, before he quietly slipped out of the room.
           
End Fic
Completed 11/3/06
You snooze, you lose! Or do you win? Hmm…
Red: *Blushes*
Lance: ^^
***** Chapter 39 *****
Chapter Summary
     Lance reluctantly helps Red and Yellow's baby
Title: Already too late
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #39, Already too late
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks. Special-
verse
Warnings: Shonen-ai, implied het, adultery, Specialshipping (Red x Yellow)
 
            “Please! You have to save her!”
            Lance stared down at the broken body dispassionately. “I cannot
promise anything.” He said grimly.
            Yellow was almost in tears as she clutched baby Orange to her
chest. Red was a bit more subdued.
            Lance frowned. “What makes you think my power will succeed? After
all, don’t you have it too, Yellow?”
            Yellow flushed angrily. “It was Red’s suggestion.”
 
            Lance shot Red a sharp look, but did not comment as he held his
hands over the baby’s body. It began to glow blue for a few moments, and
suddenly, it gave a cry. Yellow picked it up anxiously, only to find that the
child had been fully healed.
            “Oh!”
            “See?” Red asked a shade arrogantly.
            Lance half-smiled, and prepared to leave. Yellow began fussing over
the baby and left for another room, but Red followed Lance.
           
            “Thank you.”
            “I did it for you.” Lance said.
            Red swallowed audibly. “I know. I really am grateful.”
            The Dragon Master closed his eyes. “Was it worth it?” He asked
softly.
            Red met golden eyes unflinchingly. “I’m not sure.” He said
honestly.
            “Pity.”
            “Do you want anything…?”
            Lance leaned down and captured Red’s lips in a despairing kiss,
before he smiled crookedly. “That was all I ever wanted.”
            Red nodded, and watched as Lance flew off. Then, he returned to the
nursery, where Yellow was nursing baby Orange.
            Perhaps he had made the wrong choice, but it was no use lamenting
the past now…
 
End Fic
Completed 10/20/06
Old flames! Poor, poor Lance…
***** Chapter 40 *****
Chapter Summary
     A murder is planned
Title: Autumn
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #40, Autumn
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: AU, Shonen-ai, incest, shota
 
            Crisp fallen leaves crunched underneath his feet as he strode down
the sidewalk, scattering puffs of wind in his wake. He was warmly bundled
against the nippy chill, a scarf wound over his face and his cap pulled low
over his ears. He glanced around as he reached his destination, before he rang
the doorbell.
            The woman who opened the door looked surprised to see him, but
ushered him in and then closed the door behind him.
            “I’m surprised you came.” She said without preamble.
            He shrugged. “Are you happy?”
            “I have no doubt that he’ll be happier to see you than I am.”
           
            “You are a cold woman indeed.” He said severely, but walked by her
side without another word.
            Red’s eyes it up as his Father walked into the room. Without
further ado, he flung himself into his Father’s arms.
            “You’re home!”
            “Yes, I’m home.” Lance smiled, though he frowned inwardly. It was a
pity that Annabelle would not consent to a divorce. He hated her, but she
wanted his cash, and she hadn’t been wholly worthless.
            After all, didn’t he have a child now?
 
            He pulled Red into his lap, kissed him, and opened his mental
shields. As their eyes met, their minds touched.
            It was so easy for Red to let go and surrender control to his
Father, who was a bright presence. He hated Mother, who was dark and ugly and
stupid and didn’t cook as well as Father did.
            < I hate her. >
            < I know. >
            < Can you kill her? >
            < Soon. > Lance promised.
            Red grinned, as he snuggled into Lance’s arms. < Father. I want her
to go away. >
            < I know, Red, I know. >
 
            The child had been magnificent. His plans had succeeded. Red was
wholly devoted, heart and soul, to his Father, and hated his Mother. Perhaps
Annabelle resented this. Perhaps not. It did not mater. Her purpose had been
served. He had his Child.
            Red was warm in his arms and reached for him, and he allowed his
Child to take control and bring pleasure to them both.
            Beautiful.
           
            Soon, winter would come, and many fell ill each year. It would be a
simple matter to slip poison in, and grieve for a time. Then, they would both
be free.
            He felt Red’s acceptance of his plan, and Red sighed in his arms.
            Perfect.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/11/06
Yeah, creepy incest. I made an evil OC just so I’d feel no remorse killing her…
 
***** Chapter 41 *****
Chapter Summary
     Red and Lance get locked in a cave
Title: Teamwork
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #41, Teamwork
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks. Game-
verse
Warnings: Shonen-ai
 
            “It… won’t… budge!” Red said, glaring furiously at the boulder that
was blocking their way. Lance crossed his arms, glancing around the muddy
cavern they had been trapped in.
            “When we get out of here, I’m going to flay Bruno alive.” He
cursed.
            Red’s smile faltered slightly. “If we get out.” He said gloomily.
            It had seemed perfectly routine. Bruno had reported a strange
ecological shift in the pokemon in Mount Silver, so Red and Lance had flown up
to take a look. They had not known that Bruno had spent months, perhaps,
preparing a trap. It was simple, but effective.
            Rocks began to rain down from the ceiling, and Red yelped as he and
Lance fled deeper into the caverns.
            Just bloody great. They were all going to die.
 
            “I cannot believe I didn’t notice this.” Lance commented. They
looked at the filled tunnel that blocked the way to the front.
            Red’s hands went to his poke belt. “At least he didn’t steal our
pokémon.”
            “True.” Lance said thoughtfully, before he paused. “Is it just me,
or is it getting darker?”
            Red shivered and drew closer to the Dragon Master. “I think it
really is….”
            “The sun can’t possibly be setting yet. It was noon when we came
here…”
            “But… I keep feeling cold...”
            Lance smiled. “Here.” He slipped his cloak off his shoulders and
wrapped it around Red’s body. Red blushed as he felt Lance’s hands moving over
him, but valiantly tried to suppress it, and his inappropriate reaction.
 
            Lance half-smiled. Red did not know that he had near-perfect low-
light vision. He decided not to mention it and watch the Champion squirm a bit.
It might be fun.
 
            “Red, we’d better stay close to one another.”
            Red privately agreed, and snuggled up against Lance. He tried to
remember if he had brought any pokémon that knew Flash with him. However,
something seemed to be dulling his senses, making it difficult to think.
            Lance narrowed his eyes as the last point ticked in his mind.
            Bruno had done his research well. The groundwater in this area was
chock-full of minerals. When they sprouted above ground, they formed wonderful
healing springs, but underground, before they were purified… they absorbed much
power from pokemon and humans alike.
            So if they stayed here much longer, they would drain… and that was
probably what Bruno was expecting.
            Well, he would not lose so easily. He brushed his belt, released
Pupitar, who blinked at him quizzically.
            < You know what to do. >
            The pokémon nodded, and began to eat the dirt around them rapidly.
Soon, it had reached one of the groundwater springs. Lance smiled as he watched
warm stream gush upwards.
            “Come, Red.” He coaxed, and Red shed his clothing, almost without
thinking, stepping into the hot mineral-laced water with a sigh.
            Lance knew that while Red’s body would heal rapidly he would stay
muted, and as he joined the Champion, he carefully brushed a kiss across his
lips.
            Red responded quickly, and one thing led to another. By the time
Red recovered, Lance was purring.
            Red was a bit flustered, but really, it hadn’t been a bad
experience, and he trusted Lance, and now they could escape.
            They didn’t kill Bruno, but Agatha snapped control bracelets over
his wrists and sealed his mind with Dream Eater, so perhaps the punishment was
worse than the crime.
            Bruno hadn’t actually killed Red or Lance…
            But he would have.
 
            They were alive and well, and that was what counted, and now Red
had someone to love.
            And he liked that very much.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/11/06
Mood: Pissed
Lance: *Hugs Phantomness*
Phantomness: I don’t like tutoring stupid people… *Frazzled*
***** Chapter 42 *****
Chapter Summary
     Lance wonders why he loves Red
Title: Reasons
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #42, Reasons
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Warnings: Shonen-ai, fanon references
 
            If one asked Lance why he loved Red, there were a lot of things he
could say. Red was cute and adorable. Red was an excellent trainer – he was the
Pokemon League Champion after all. He and Red had similar interests. Even that
Red was good in bed.
            But Lance doesn’t speak the real reason aloud.
            It’s Fate. Destiny. Time and Space he cannot escape from.
            Yes, he loves Red, but sometimes, he wonders… if he weren’t forced
to do so, would he still?
            Red blinks up at him with crimson eyes, and Lance captures his lips
in a kiss.
            He thinks that he would.
            Because Red… Red is special.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/12/06
***** Chapter 43 *****
Chapter Summary
     shoujo-ai, AU, Sailor Moon-esque, Uranus and Neptune meet Moon for
     the first time
Title: Eyes
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #43, Eyes
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: AU, Shoujo-ai
 
            Their eyes are cold.
            That is Ash’s first reaction when she sees Neptune and Uranus.
They’re also Sailor Senshi, but they’re just…different.
            They’re colder, for one thing, and over their fukus, they were
armor. And they have wings! That’s nothing she and her fellow Guardians have.
            “Please wait!” She cries as she sees them fly off in synch, but
they give her no answer.
            She wonders why they are so distant. She wants to ask them if they
can fight together against this threat – the Death Busters, but she’s
frightened to.
            She just saw Uranus destroy one of their daimons with a single
attack. Heaven’s Fury.
 
            Misty comes up behind her and gives her a sympathetic smile, and
she allows Mars to lead her away.
 
            “What do you think?” Lance asks, as she and Red find an empty spot
to revert back in.
            Red shakes her head.  “They’re weak. Plus they’re younger than we
are.”
            “Too true. So do you think we should have stayed to talk to them.”
            “No.” Red says firmly, and Lance chuckles.
           
            “You know, Sailor Moon looked quite a bit like you.”
            Red gagged. “I’m taking it as an insult.”
            “Don’t be like that,” Lance said, pulling her into a quick kiss.
“Now come on. We have no time to waste.”
            “Kanto Council Meeting?” Red groaned.
            “You said it. Let’s go.”
            And they did.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/30/06
More Sailor Moon-esque stuff! I should put it all on one page. Hmm…
***** Chapter 44 *****
Chapter Summary
     Loving Lance is like a drug
Well, okay, cut and paste is still evil…
Title: High
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #44, Like a Drug
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, drug use
 
            When Red kisses Lance, he feels like his nerves are on fire and
there is silvery music singing in his veins. It almost reminds him of that one
time when he tried smoking pot, which felt nice for a second before he started
choking on the smoke.
            Mom caught him and gave him a lecture on why it was bad for him,
and threatened to take his pokémon away if she caught him smoking again, so he
quit immediately. It was easy, he wasn’t addicted by any means, and he’d only
done it because Green and Gold had pressured him into it!
            In any case, now he doesn’t do anything that might endanger his
health, because he wants to stay in tip-top shape. He’s Champion, after all,
and now he can go to wonderful dungeons where only the strongest Elite are
allowed, but it’s dangerous there, with lots of high-level wild pokemon and
traps in the ground!
            Lance drinks wine, but he’s not a drunk, and when Red kisses him,
he tastes a faint sweetness.
            Red likes Lance. He’s pretty and charming and dependable, and he’s
Dragon Master to boot, so when Lance asks him, he says yes, and they make love
for the first time with the moonlight shining silver through the open windows
over their bodies.
            They’re both high on love then, but Red doesn’t care, he just can’t
stop smiling.
           
End Fic
Completed 10/22/06
Electrochemistry is hard…
Yes, smoking is bad for you, kids! ^^ I for one am allergic to cigarette smoke
and probably everything else, so… Meh.
***** Chapter 45 *****
Chapter Summary
     Kitten Red is caught by Dragon Lance
Title: Other intentions
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #45, Other Intentions
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, bestiality, furries
 
            Red shivered as the dragon’s hot breath brushed his face. His
pointed cat ears stood straight up, but he was too scared to attack. After all,
it was a dragon! It had lovely golden-washed scales glittering down the length
of its body and wings folded neatly against its back, and golden eyes…
            They raked over his nude form, before the dragon licked his face.
            It wasn’t going to eat him? He hoped not!
            The dragon purred as it pushed him to the ground, running clawed
fingers over his body. “Very nice…” He purred.
            Red was quite sure it was a male, as he eyed the cock slowly
emerging from it’s sheath against the dragon’s belly. He shivered.
            “You know, I’m not going to eat you… it won’t hurt much…” The
dragon purred. Red would have protested, but the gentle strokes against his
furred chest were exciting, and he began to purr.
            “See?”
            Red had to agree, and as the dragon pushed him down, he had to
admit that it wasn’t all what he had expected. But it wasn’t bad either…
            Lance just smirked after they had finished, flashing sharp white
fangs, while Red cuddled against his new lover with a pleased purr.
 
End Fic
Completed 11/2/06
***** Chapter 46 *****
Chapter Summary
     Red doesn't want to lose Lance by losing a game. Virtual Reality AU
Title: Game Over
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #46, Game Over
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Warnings: AU, shonen-ai
 
            Red curses as the words flash up on the screen. They are plain, but
it still hurts. With a sigh, he disconnects the wires from his visor and wrist
units, and turns off his touch screen.
            “Good game?” His friend Sabrina asks, from her position perched on
a different couch. Her new wrist units are a pretty lavender shade.
            He nods, and she smiles and goes back to her playing.
            He leaves the door, and at the exit, the receptionist waves
goodbye. He heads home, knowing that his father will shout and wonder why he
spends all his fee time at the arcade instead of studying for the Indigo exams.
            He doesn’t care.
           
            When he goes home, he logs in online, and almost instantly, the
avatar of his character appears on screen. It’s their little secret.
            Lance might not be human, but he’s certainly real, and he keeps Red
company. Red isn’t sure where he came from, but that doesn’t matter.
            The most important thing is that he has a friend.
 
            “Are you all right?” He asks anxiously.
            Lance smiles. “I’m only a hologram, Red. I can’t feel pain.”
            “I know.” Red admits, sliding his visor back on as he attaches his
wrist units to the computer’s virtual reality sockets. After a moment, he
appears next to Lance. It’s not his computer desktop any more but a completely
different place, with green grass and a brilliant blue sky and the sun shining
down.
           
            “I never want you to leave.” Red murmurs, as Lance kisses him.
            Lance half-smiles at that, and Red does not say more, because he’s
afraid, that if one day, he loses a game, an important game…. Lance will
disappear.
            And that can’t happen!
            So he’s always very careful when he plays in the arcade, and he
buys lots of potions and weapons and armor for Lance to make him stronger and
keep him safe.
            And Lance does love him for it, which makes everything better.
            So he drowns, and that night, his Father comes homes and curses as
he untangles Red and puts him to bed, muttering about how technology has
corrupted his son.
            If only he knew…
 
End Fic
Completed 10/21/06
Yep, kind of creepy ficlet!
Red: *Shivers*
Lance: *Smirk*
***** Chapter 47 *****
Chapter Summary
     The morning after, with breakfast in bed
Title: Under the Stars
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #47, Under the Stars
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai
 
            “Did you sleep well?” Lance asked quietly. Red blinked fuzzily at
him, before he realized that he was not in his bedroom.
            “Y-yes!” He squeaked out.
            “No need to be so shy.” Lance almost purred, as he set down the
tray. Red recognized pancakes and bacon and scrambled eggs, along with hot
chocolate.
            The memories of last night began to filter back in, and he flushed.
            “Did I hurt you?” Lance asked.
            Red shook his head, buttering a pancake. “No.” He said honestly.
“It was wonderful.” A faint blush tinted his cheeks as Lance chuckled, before
leaning in for a quick kiss.
            Lance had such pretty eyes, like diamonds… or stars, he reflected,
thinking back. He had been quite sure the curtains and windows had been open,
the cool night air dancing over his body…
            They’d made love under the stars. How poetic!
            Still, as he succumbed to Lance’s kisses, he had to admit that it
had been very nice, and …
            If this was what being in love was like, no wonder people liked it.
 
 
End Fic
Completed 11/13/06
Fluffy! ^^ and look, no incest!
***** Chapter 48 *****
Chapter Summary
     When Red wins the Championship, not everyone is supportive
Title: Aim High
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #48, Aim High
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai, insanity
 
            “When I grow up, I want to be Champion.” Red grinned.
            His mother nodded as she tucked him into bed. She did not mention
how false those words would soon prove to be. No one had ever been able to
defeat the Elite Four’s Leader, Lance the Dragon Master, and she doubted anyone
ever would.
            But it was good for Red to dream, and as long as he did not focus
wholly on pokemon training, having a little obsession wouldn’t’ hurt.
           
            Ten years later, she was proven wrong.
            She watched as Lance set the circlet of gold in Red’s hair, watched
as a million flashbulbs popped and his face spread all over the regions.
            She shouldbe proud that her child had defeated the Dragon Master,
but all she could think of now was how much she was losing.
            Pokemon had torn her husband away from her. Now, they were taking
her son away too!
            This could not go on!
            She needed her family!
           
            Lance blinked as his dragons keened in his mind and silver blades
flared into existence on his fingertips. The woman wound up pinned to the wall,
a blade through each wrist. Red stared at her, almost entranced.
            “Red?”
            “She’s…but… that’s my mother.” Red gasped. “But why in Mew’s name…
why would she try to kill me?”
            Lance shrugged elegantly. “I do not know. Would you like me to let
her down?”
            Red looked at the meat cleaver lying on the floor. “No, please,” he
said quietly. “She’s… changed.”
            “Gone mad, you mean?”
            “Mm, exactly that.” Red agreed. “I’ll call the guards.”
            He did, and she wept as her son left her.
            Red…
 
            “I think that she may resent your title.”
            Red blinked. “But why?”
            “Perhaps she is lonely.”
            “That’s no reason to try and kill me! Besides, I went journeying
for a year and a half and she was fine with that!”
            “Why indeed.” Lance echoed.
 
            Red shivered, and the Dragon Master undid the cords at his throat,
draping the heavy cloak over the shivering Champion. Red shot him a grateful
smile.
            Lance was… surprisingly nice.
            He had expected the Dragon Master to be stuck up, but Lance wasn’t
that arrogant. Besides, hadn’t he proven his worth?
            He nestled in Lance’s arms as the Dragon Master held him, and for a
while, they just sat there, while he tried to sort through his tangled
emotions.
            It was all right. The Elite Four would be his new family from now
on, and Lance… he trusted Lance to take care of him.
            Red smiled.
           
End Fic
Completed 10/21/06
Yes, I needed to kill his mother off somehow…
Red: …
Lance: *Smirk*
Phantomness: I got an A on my psychology midterm! YAY!
***** Chapter 49 *****
Chapter Summary
     Red is not put off by appearances.
Title: Scarred
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #49, Scarred
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai friendship
 
            “…”
            Lance slowly slid his mask back on. “You’re not screaming.”
            “I think I’m still in shock.” Red said honestly. “How did it
happen?”
            “Acid attack from a defeated challenger’s Ekans.” The Dragon Master
smirked. “You think I wear this just to look cool?”
            “Well no, I didn’t think that was the reason…” Red paused. “How
horrible of them!”
            “Still, lamenting over the past won’t change anything, and I’ve
gotten used to it.” He tied the strings that passed almost invisibly over his
long hair. “Any other questions you have, Champion?”
            “Can I hug you?” Red blurted out.
            Lance blinked. “ Well, sure…”
            “Because I think you really need a hug.” Red finished, before he
glomped Lance. Lance accepted it a bit awkwardly, but did not fight it.
            Red was… warm.
            “I don’t care if you’re ugly.” Red murmured, so softly that Lance
almost didn’t hear it. “You’re still my hero.”
            A slow smile curved the Dragon Master’s lips, and he nodded.
 
End Fic
Completed 10/21/06
Vague POTO undertones, yay! And fluff!
I note that I don’t mention how bad it is. You can horrify yourselves with
thoughts of how ugly Lance is if you wish…
***** Chapter 50 *****
Chapter Summary
     The End of the Pokemon World (In my fanon universe, anyway). Also the
     end of this theme set.
Title: Forever
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #50, Forever
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit,
non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright
laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Warnings: Shonen-ai implied, fanon
 
            “What have they done?” Lorelei’s voice was shaky, as she stared at
the destruction around what had once been Indigo Plateau. “What did they do…?”
            Agatha shook her head. “Perhaps it is better not to ask.” She said
dryly. “But if we venture within, I am sure that we will find our answers soon
enough.”
            They did.
            The coffins were what she had expected, though it was odd to see
Red in Lance’s arms, while around them, energy in ice-blue and vibrant yellow
pulsed. It seemed like Sleep of Death, but… not.
            “What do you see?”
            Agatha sighed as she placed her hands against the energy shield,
feeling the barest skitter of acknowledgement. “They are sleeping normally,
thank Lugia… but they will not wake.”
            “Never again?” Lorelei felt her breath catch.
            “Never again.”
            “Then it is the end of the Guardians.”
            Agatha nodded, and she held Lorelei close as her almost daughter
began to cry.
 
End Fic
Completed 11/15/06
Another theme list complete! Woohoo!
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