Title: Obsessive
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red/Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #36, Obsession

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. Special-verse

Warnings: shonen-ai, anti-Specialshipping, cheating

           

            Lance isn’t obsessive. He isn’t. He just finds it hard to trust after he’s been broken. So Red’s pokémon spy for him, and tell him if anything untoward is going on, and that’s how he finds out that Red spent a week at Yellow’s and yes, they did smell like sex.

            Lance doesn’t confront Red with the information, at least not yet. It’s rather one of the scenarios he expected, and he’s seen what happens if he lives past his preordained time, so he takes the pills in advance so the pain will be less and then he calls the Sacred Sword, and watches to see if Red will cry over his grave.

            He does.

            Lance nods to himself, because it’s true that Red can only love him if he’s lost, so he’ll practice being lost until it stops hurting, because if it’s the only way Red loves him, he’ll have to adapt.

            And that’s that.

 

End Fic

Completed 4/12/07

I have an obsession with angst!