Title: Achoo
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #95, Smell
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

“Achoo!” Green sniffed.

“Problem?” Lance asked mildly, adding a dash of pepper to the beef noodle soup he was making.

“Smells good.” Red sauntered into the kitchen as he rose on his tiptoes to give his lover a kiss. Lance chuckled and ruffled his hair.

“I’m allergic to pepper.” Green mumbled, irritated. He made a beeline for the door, not wanting to watch the Champions make out.

If he’d known replacing Koga on the Elite Four required him to stay at the Plateau for the rest of his freaking life, or at least for five years until the next set came, he would never have volunteered!

Green grabbed a box of Kleenex and huffily stormed to the library.

“He’s just jealous.” Red grinned, as Lance broke the kiss.

“Jealous of whom?” Lance teased.

“I think he’s mad that his latest girlfriend broke up with him.” The black-haired boy grinned. “I love beef noodles!”

“That is why I was making them for lunch.”

He inhaled deeply, enjoying the aroma. “Yum!”

The Dragon Master kissed him again. “They’ll be done in a second.” He dipped a ladle into dark broth and sipped for a minute, before adding a few more sprinkles of salt.

Red watched eagerly, as he stirred. Five minutes later, two bowls of steaming noodles with spinach and chunks of beef bobbing in a dark soup awaited them.

“Yay!” He dug in.

His boyfriend grinned.

End Fic

Completed 6/13/07

Summer colds are the worst…