Title: Vulnerable
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #98, Vulnerable
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, Het

Lance hissed as Red pressed the bandage to his bare shoulder. There was a nasty gash there, one of the creature’s claws had torn right through his silversteel armor, and now he was paying the price. And alas, injuries did not go away when one’s transformation faded.

He was not feeling happy at the moment. Something was changing. The monsters were… doing things that were different.

And, they had not yet found the Talismans! Time was running out.

“There, that should do it.” She said, pressing down firmly. The plaster stayed in place, and she sighed in relief. “Are you all right?”

He began putting his shirt back on. “I will be fine.”

“I never thought…” Red shivered. True, their uniforms were skimpy leotards, but at least they’d had armor to protect them, greaves on their lower legs, a plated skirt and breastplate, and bracelets on their upper and lower arms. Now even the golden plates she wore felt flimsy…

“Don’t worry,” He reassured her. “That one probably just got lucky.”

“Do you really think so?”

“Yes. The daimons we face now are all different species, so it’s unlikely we will face another one like that again. Besides, you were able to get it good with Heaven’s Fury, ne?” The redhead stated.

She nodded, feeling a bit better.

Lance finished dressing and nodded. “Well, I suppose that’s all we have to do today.” He regretfully turned his attention back to the towering pile of paperwork on his desk and sighed.

Red gave her husband a sympathetic grin, before they both went to work. It was hard being an Elite Four member, and having to save the world on top of that? President Goodman would hardly give them time off unless the Plateau was blown up or something.

She had to wonder what the fates were thinking when they picked them to be Guardians of the planet. Couldn’t that stupid Sailor Moon and her gang do it? Sheesh!

Except, the younger Senshi had no idea they were searching for the Talismans, and they intended to keep it a secret thank you very much. That was why they had to be first on scene so they could inspect the Heart Crystals.

Nonetheless, it still rankled.

Lance got up and gave her a kiss, and she kissed back, feeling safe as long as his arms were around her.

Soon, it would all be over, she hoped. * Soon... *

End Fic

Completed 10/17/06

Edited 6/2/09

Yes, more Sailor Moon-esque fic! ^^

Red: *Sigh*

Lance: What can I say? *Shakes head*