Title: Cynical
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokmon
Theme: #24, Cynical
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 narrowed his eyes as he watched Red slip out of the auditorium. True, President Goodmans speech was terrifyingly boring, but it was considered rude to depart so soon, and also un-patriotic. Considering that Kanto was at war with Houen currently, being anything less than zealously devoted to the country was dangerous.
Lance casually began to hum underneath his breath. The eyes of all the guards began to droop, and moments later, they were all snoring.
None but himself had marked Reds leave-taking. Good.
With that done, Lance focused and teleported out. He found Red in his bedroom, sipping on lemonade and leafing through his fan mail half-heartedly.
Its dangerous of you to do this, you know.
Red flushed. I just couldnt stand the atmosphere in there anymore.
Ah
I know what you did though.
Mm. Lance replied noncommittally. Red smirked.
Can I kiss you now?
If you want.
I do want. Red purred, and that was that.
End Fic
Completed 10/2/06
*Sniffles* I hate being sick