Title: Ocean’s Gift
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red/Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #80, Ocean
Rating: PG-13
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

“I can’t believe it! A real live mermaid!” Misty clapped her hands excitedly, seeing the girl struggling in the net. She had long red hair and golden eyes, and perfectly formed breasts. Ash nodded, unconsciously licking his lips.

The old fisherman grinned. “I know! Caught her this morning in my net with a couple of Wailmer. You want her?”

“How much?” Ash asked, already reaching for his wallet.

Tears glittered in the mermaid’s eyes, and she keened, high and shrill. From her eyes fell a single tear that formed into a red pearl, as big as a nickel. She thrashed against the ropes that held her, and the fisherman whistled.

“Wow,” Misty breathed.

The mermaid held out the pearl, and struggled. The fisherman scratched his head.

“Seems like she’s asking me to let her go again.” The man was not a bad man, nor overly greedy. He nodded. “All right then. That pearl is more than worth the price I'd get if I sold her...”

He slid the net off the mermaid and she splashed into the water. Ash and Misty stared after the retreating figure.

“Aww…”

“Mermaids are tricky.” The old man said with a knowing look. “So perhaps we’d better not mess with them.”

True, that, but that night, Ash found a beautiful red-haired girl – naked! In his bed! He grinned, before hugging her tightly.

“Hi, Lance.”

“Mm,” The Dragon Master purred. “Did you enjoy my playacting this morning?”

“Oh, immensely.” The Orange Island Champion grinned. “Though I was a bit disturbed at the way Misty was staring at you.”

“She’s a dyke, obviously. She’s got the hots for Lorelei, you know.”

Ash nodded, understanding, before Lance kissed him. “So now that the show’s over, shall we play?”

Ash grinned, as he felt Lance’s hand slide into his pants. “Yes!”

End Fic

Completed 4/19/07

Almost a PWP! Considering the amount of lemon I write, you can probably deduce how hot my nonexistent sex life is…

Ash: *Blush*

Lance: *Smirks*