Crack! Yatta!
Title: Broken
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #12, Broken
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, shota, sex, insanity
They dont know anything. They think he is pure and innocent and untouchable, a virgin in white and pretty pastel blue.
It makes him sick.
He wears black and red, night and blood and fire, and he spends his nights in his Fathers arms.
Father broke him once, but he put him back together, so he wasnt glory-white anymore, and now hes pretty fiery black.
They make lewd remarks to try and make him blush, and he does blush, because if they knew
He lost his innocence years ago!
He remembers that night very clearly. Father had come home from work, and made dinner for them, and then he had had a glass of wine. Red knew that it was perfectly normal, and it might be his fault to begin with.
After all it was his idea to kiss Father.
It was all in fun, really, he didnt like any girls at school, and the only person he really liked was Father, and in the video they had watched in class that day, Ms. Mimi had told them to kiss the person they liked.
So he was just doing what the teacher said!
Father had kissed him back, and it had felt nice, so he hadnt stopped kissing until he had to breathe. He had felt hot then, so he had started taking his clothes off.
He wasnt sure what spirit had possessed him, but he had dropped every last stitch of clothing on the rug, while Father watched.
He had rather liked it. The firelight had flickered over his skin, casting funny shadow shapes on the rug.
Father had shaken his head, and told him to put his clothes back on, but he had been mischievous and refused. Then they had tumbled on the ground for a bit, before Father grabbed him there.
It had felt good and kind of strange, but very nice, so he had stopped moving.
Father had stared at him, and asked him if he loved him.
Of course he loved Father!
So Father had told him this was something they had to keep a secret, and he nodded, and so, Father had kissed him again, and then he had touched him, and Red had giggled, because it felt good, and then there had been a bit of wet, but he was pretty sure he hadnt wet himself.
Then Father had licked him, like a pokémon might, and he had twitched a little, but he just lay there until Father finished, and he had hugged Father when it was over and asked if they could do more.
Father said yes, so Father had taken his clothes off, and he had stared, and Father had been gentle, and in the end, it had not been bad at all, though he bled a little, but Father let him eat ice cream afterwards so everything was okay, even if he was sore for days afterwards.
As he grew older, they did more things, and when he was sixteen, they did the last ritual of all.
It hurt at first, but when it was over, the power of the Dark pokémon was in his hands, and he really did not have to give up much.
All of his pokémon glowed with darkness now, powering them up. It did not matter now. He was Champion, and he was successful and he was happy enough.
He really was better off now, better than he had been
Did it really matter if he was broken?
Red?
Father. He smiled.
How did your match go?
I won, of course. They didnt even hurt my darlings.
Lance smiled, as he pulled Red into a kiss. Im glad, my love.
Red simply smiled, and Lance did not notice the broken fragments in his childs eyes. How could he?
His eyes only reflected the same.
End Fic
Completed 9/24/06
Underage sex! I warned you! ^^
Lance: *Smirks and molests Red*
Red: *Blush*
Phantomness: ^^