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Title: Relaxed
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #80, Relaxed

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, incest, perhaps shota

 

            “I thought I would find you up here.” Lance said, settling down on the flat portion of the roof. Red opened an eye lazily, having stripped down to nothing. He was sunning himself on the roof of Indigo Plateau quite happily, with a fluffy blue towel and a pitcher full of ice-cold lemonade.

            “I needed a break.” Red said, by way of explanation.

            “The income tax reports are rather a handful,” Lance admitted, “But leaving the work for us to do isn’t quite fair.”

            “I was planning on doing them tonight.” Red admitted. “Join me?”

            “I suppose I could use a break as well.” Lance said closing his eyes and letting the sun beat down upon him. Red idly wondered how his Father could stay so calm; since he was dressed all in black and it was hot.

            “Lemonade?” He offered.

            “Certainly.”

            For a while, they just lay there together, before Red grew aware of eyes on him. He flushed tomato red as Lance purred, “And after you’re done with the reports tonight, I expect to see you in bed.”

            Red nodded, feeling his spirits lift, as they began packing up to go back to work.

 

End Fic

Completed 9/22/06

Implied smut later, whee!