Blergh… I hate studying about cancer

Title: Sick
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #66, Sick
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

Some people can pull it off with style, but Lance crumples up another wad of tissue and lobs it towards the wastebasket near the door, scowling when he misses. He can feel the post-nasal drip very strongly, and he gazes wistfully at the bottle of cough syrup on his bedside table. It’s only been an hour since he took his last dose, but he’s bored out of his mind and he really does not want to be here! He shifts unhappily underneath the blankets, wondering if he should go back to sleep, when a knock comes at the door.

Red peeks inside, balancing a tray with two tangerines and a chocolate bar. “Are you awake, Lance?”

“What is it?” He rasps out.

The Champion grins as he carefully pushes the door open the rest of the way and hefts the tray. “I brought goodies!”

Lance rolls his eyes, but he appreciates the gesture when Red peels the tangerines for him and hands him each juicy orange segment. The Vitamin C will help, anyways, and chocolate makes everyone feel better, right?

His boyfriend just keeps smiling, and it’s hard to be a grump when faced with such overwhelming cheerfulness. He eats everything, and then Red squeezes his hand reassuringly and tells him to sleep well.

Lance misses being hugged and kissed, but he doesn’t want to get his lover sick, so he closes his eyes and is soon dreaming.

Red beams.

End Fic

Completed 12/3/07

^^V Fluffy…

I hate being sick too!