Title: Touch Me Not
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red/Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #38, Touch
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, fanon

Lance jerked away as soon as Red’s fingers made contact with his skin, and Red stared at the Dragon Master, wondering why he was so skittish. Lance’s hands were trembling, visible even with his black gloves, and for some reason, those coverings struck Red as very odd indeed.

Maybe Lance was just unused to sensation, but that explanation was quite unsatisfactory. It wasn’t a lie, but there was just more that Lance probably wouldn’t tell him. Lance was a very private person, and Red tried to respect that, he really did, but as he caught the fear flickering in those golden eyes for a few seconds before Lance got a hold of himself once more, he knew something was really wrong.

Lance seemed almost… afraid of him.

Why?

He tried not to look too hurt when Lance pulled away, but quietly, vowed to find out the reason as soon as possible.

End Fic

Completed 2/25/07

Poor, poor Lance… sadly enough, I feel sorry for Red too, though it’s his fault! Takes place before Theme #36.