Title: Ecstatic
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokmon
Theme: #31, Ecstatic
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, implied murder
Red really shouldnt be so happy when his Mother dies. Its more than a little suspicious, and the detectives sternly question the child as he sits on the bench, kicking his heals against dull metal, playing with the pokdex in his hands.
Yes, perhaps Reds Mother wasnt exactly a good parent, but Red should not be so cheerful about it!
The funeral is over, they didnt have to exhume her, the case was quite clear. Food poisoning, no arsenic or vegetable poisons.
She had made the meal herself, prepared it, which was a break from their usual take-away meals. His Father, Lance, had been out of town at that time, far off in the Orre region with Lorelei and Agatha, searching for Team Snagem. He had an alibi, a good one, and even if he had doctored the food, it was highly unlikely.
The case fell to pieces, and after a few days, Red was sent to live with his Father.
How did you do it? Red asked.
His Father laughed, holding him close. < I can only tell you silently. >
Red smiled. < All right. >
< The food wasnt poisoned at all, my precious child. After all, you might have been affected too. >
< I see. > Red kissed his Father, feeling lips part beneath his, as a blush tinted his cheeks. < Was it in the cake after all? >
< Very good. You followed my instructions to a T. >
< Hundreds and thousands. > Red smirked. < I didnt eat the ones on my slice. And now, shes gone. >
< Yes. >
< And Im yours. >
< All mine. > Lance agreed, as Reds explorations became more frantic. < Do you miss her? >
Reds answer was a simple no.
End Fic
Completed 10/5/06
All right. Basically, they put poison in the Hundreds and Thousands. Those white sugar things you put on cakes once in a while? Yeah