Title: Return
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #32, Return

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…”

            There was no reply. Red glanced around the room a tad nervously. What was he supposed to say? They had parted under less than ideal circumstances, and then he had run off to Mount Silver to brood. The quiet atmosphere there had done wonders for his thought process, and he had come to an inescapable conclusion – he was finally able to admit that it was his fault.

            He tiptoed into Lance’s bedroom, but found it empty with a faint coating of dust over every visible surface. The Dragon Master must have been gone for a while then…

            Where would he be?

            Red glanced around, hoping for a hint, but saw none. Sighing, he went outside to ask the rest of the Elite Four. Bruno and Lorelei proved unhelpful, but Agatha took pity on him and said she would scry.

            Red waited patiently while she filled a glass tripod bowl with water, and gazed into its clear depths. Finally, she shook her head.

            “What’s wrong?” Red asked.

            “I cannot see him anywhere.”

            Red gulped. “Does that mean…”

            “No.” Agatha said sharply. “Don’t jump to the worst conclusion first, Child. Lance is not dead. If that were the case, the water would have turned red.”

            Red looked mildly relieved. “Then what?”

            “He is out of range.” She said shortly. “My scrying power is limited – it only encompasses Kanto and a tad of Johto. He may be in the Johto region, or off in Shinou, Orre, Cosmos, or Houen.”

            “Great.” Red said, relieved.

            “At the very least, he’ll return in two months when the Summer Championships begin. You should not worry.” Agatha instructed.

            Red nodded, but even so, prepped his pokémon, and the next morning, headed out to Johto.

 

            It took him three weeks to find Lance. The Dragon Master had been off in Orre, hunting Team Snagem. Red was not sure whether it was his fault or not, but he apologized.

            Lance just stared at him, even as his Dragonair and Red’s Pikachu beat the tar out of the opposing Bayleef and Golbat. Perhaps talking in a midst of battle was not the wisest decision, but in any case, their pokémon were perfectly capable of finishing the rest alone while their trainers were otherwise occupied.

            “What did you just say?” Lance asked, not believing his ears.

            “I couldn’t do it.” Red sighed. “I thought being with Yellow would make me complete, but… it didn’t. I couldn’t even,” He blushed, “Get aroused.”

            “So you came back.”

            “Yes.” Red said firmly. “But not because she didn’t want me. I came because I realized that I loved you.”

            “Really.”

            “You know that saying?” Red asked, tossing Espeon and Charizard out to join the fray as more Grunts poured in. “I think that I didn’t figure out I loved you until after you were gone. Cliché, I know…”

            “You’re not the clichéd type.” Lance said dryly, ordering Dragonair to brew up a storm with Rain Dance. “So you love me?”

            “Yes. But I’m not sure if you still love me, after what I did, and if you don’t I’d understand…” Red said hesitantly.

            “I can’t say I’m not angry,” Lance said, as Dragonair’s Ice Beam froze two Cacturne solid, “But I love you too much.”

            “Oh good.” Red grinned, before he hugged Lance. Charizard rolled his eyes, before he Wing Attacked a Linoone that was getting too close.

            “Red, we’re kind of in a battle here.” Lance said, but then he kissed the younger boy, betraying his words. Dragonair knocked out the Pelipper with a Thunder, glancing around.

            The coast was clear!

             

            < Ah, let them be. > Espeon said, flicking her tail. < I think I can manage to teleport us all back, if the rest of you return to your balls. >

            Got it.

            They appeared back in Indigo Plateau, and Red blinked his eyes open to find out they had somehow ended up on Lance’s bed. Not that he was complaining though…

 

            “Do you promise never to leave again?” Lance asked.

            Red was a bit dazed from the kiss, but he managed to nod.

            Lance smiled, and it was sad. “Because I’m not sure that I can stand it if you leave again. If you are planning to, we should stop now.”

            “I understand.” Red murmured. Lance was strong, but his feelings could be hurt too, and Red knew it would take time for him to mend.

            It didn’t matter. He had broken Lance, so now he had to stay and support him while he healed! That was the right thing to do, and as Lance kissed him, he discovered that he was truly happy here, and he did belong with the Dragon Master.

 

End Fic

Completed 2/5/07

Lance: Happy ending?

Phantomness: Yes, I’m a sap!

Red: ^^