Title: Funeral
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #3, Funeral
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: AU, Shoujo-ai

It was hard work, going to the funeral. They had to pretend, and Wataru wore her best dark suit, neatly knotting the dark purple tie. Red’s eyes were red-rimmed, though it had taken several onions to achieve that state, and their Shinigami followed and laughed quietly.

It was easy to see Shakespeare’s world as a stage, when they were privy to the secrets behind the scenes.

Your father was a good man. Mikuri said.

“I know. It was a pity he had to discover the truth.” Wataru acknowledged. “He could have died happy without knowing…”

Still, they were quiet and subdued, while Sakaki was lowered into the ground, and afterwards, Wataru moved in with Red.

It was safer if her family remained unaware of her role as Kira… and this way, no one would find out.

End Fic

Completed 7/23/07

Another Death Note-esque fic!