Title: Sloth
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #4, Sloth
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, shota
Lance shook his head as he saw Red fast asleep, head pillowed on a pile of textbooks and paper packets. He carefully lifted the boy in his arms and began walking down the hall, his boots making no sound on the stainless tile. A night janitor caught sight of him and frowned, following them as he watched them enter the same room.
He knew.
Everyone knew, really, without actually knowing. It was obvious that the Dragon Master and the Champion were in love. If only they boy wasnt so tempting
Carl groaned. It looked like another lonely night.
Lance carefully tucked Red into bed and then lit the incense burners, sending a pleasant faint lotus scent wafting through the air. He paused to tuck Reds stuffed Pichu doll into his arms and make sure there were enough quilts it was rather cold, and those bastards who ran the government didnt approve of internal heating. Sometimes, it felt like they were trying to freeze the Elite to death.
Sleep well. He said, placing a chaste kiss on Reds forehead, before he slipped out of the room.
Red sighed in his sleep, and dreamed sweet dreams.
Back in his room, Lance changed into his pajamas and closed his eyes, stifling a yawn. It was late, very late
They could put off playing until tomorrow.
End Fic
Completed 10/29/06
Dude, I did six freaking hours of chemistry studying today, so I am not slothful. *Collapses*
Yeah fluff . Lots of fluff