Title: Hate
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #31, Hate
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, Egoshipping mentioned, implied sex of the het variety

Lance’s eyes were mere pinpricks of golden light as they raked over the scene before him. “So,” He said dryly, “It seems that my calculations were quite correct.”

“What are you staring at, pervert?” Misty demanded.

Lance said nothing, but the flash and clicking sound alerted them quite clearly to what he was doing.

“You bastard, stop that!” Gary said, yanking the covers over them.

“But if I did that, I wouldn’t have proof.” Lance said, before turning his heel and leaving the room. Both trainers stared after him in disbelief, and by the time they were relatively dressed, he was gone.

“Pay up.”

Ash goggled at the picture in front of him, before reaching for his wallet. “Wow. I mean, I suspected it but you actually got proof? Wow!”

“Isn’t it a good thing I dissuaded you from pursuing either of them?” Lance purred. Ash almost dropped the money, shaking his head.

“Well, it’s not like I had any defenses against your seductive act!”

“Doesn’t mean you didn’t like it though.”

Ash grinned. “You know me too well. Want to demonstrate some more later?”

“Most certainly.” Lance leaned towards the Pallet trainer, but Ash dodged, winking.

“Catch me if you can!” He shouted, dashing down the hallway outside.

Lance just chuckled, and gave chase.

End Fic

Completed 4/28/07

No AAMRN *or* Palletshipping makes Phantomness happy!