Title: Danger, Little Stranger
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #33, Danger
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. Game-verse

Warnings: Shonen-ai

“Are you frightened?”

“No.” The Champion said calmly, ruby eyes steady, despite his grungy surroundings. Little moonlight filtered down into the alley. The figure laughed.

“You should be. It’s dangerous to wander around at night without an escort, Champion.”

“Maybe so.” Red said, before frowning. “Are you the person who’s been killing all those Officer Jennies?”

“What if I was?”

“Then I have a responsibility to take you in.” Red told him, reaching for his poke balls, a motion that did not go unnoticed.

The man chuckled delightedly. “You can’t do anything to me. But since you’re about to die, I’ll tell you the truth. Yes.”

He lunged forwards, a knife glinting in his hand, and a mere second passed before it was buried up to the hilt in Red’s chest. Red choked, coughing blood, and slumped forwards.

“Foolish kid.” The man said, pulling it out. He turned to leave, not watching as Red’s lips curved up into a smile, shifting into a form unfamiliar to most, faintly pink, another second and then it was no longer a Ditto, but a slavering Mightyena…

A slight scuffling sound was the only thing Harley heard before he was pinned to the ground.

The real Champion grinned brightly as he walked out of the shadows with Murkrow perched on his shoulder. They had hidden in Haze while Ditto played bait. It had worked well. The bird’s eyes glowed bright red, Mean Look keeping the man from escaping…

A few minutes later, Lance showed up, along with four officers.

“Is that the man we were looking for?” Lance asked; eying the man still pinned underneath Ditto-Mightyena with a look of distaste.

“Yep! He confessed.” Red beamed.

Lance chuckled, and the officers quickly cuffed the man and stripped him of his weapons, leading him away as he glared at the Champion.

“You should be dead, you little-!”

“Please, no cursing in front of him. He’s still young, after all.” Lance interjected smoothly, with a golden-eyed glare that made Harley’s blood run cold.

He was quickly led to the waiting squad car, and as the two of them watched the police drive off, Red smirked.

“I’m getting better at this, ne?”

“Quite so.” Lance said, before his eyes glinted. “So, Champion… now that the danger is past…”

“Oh, is it?” Red teased, as Lance advanced on him. “You’re so predatory tonight, I can’t honestly say that’s the case.”

“Pity.” Lance sighed, before he pressed Red against the wall, fangs showing. “I suppose I’ll just have to ravish you then.”

Red leaned upwards, as Lance kissed him, before he tangled his fingers in the Dragon Master’s long hair. “We’ll see about that, Dragon Master…”

Lance purred. “Yes.”

End Fic

Completed 3/6/07

… Whee. *Hits writer’s block with a spear* EVIL

But of course, Red is a good person! So he’ll help search for murderers by playing bait, and then he and Lance can play! ^_~