Title: Clean
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #35, Memory Loss

Rating: PG-13
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, Amnesia, shonen-ai, fanon

 

            When Lance wakes up, he does not remember who he is. He looks at himself in the mirror, and instead of seeing red hair and golden eyes expects white hair and blue. He shatters the first mirror he sees, just by his shriek, and that’s when he discovers his voice is a useful weapon.

            He doesn’t even want to call himself Lance, so he chooses Wataru, which seems familiar, though he doesn’t know why, and leaves the hospital two days later.

            What else can they do? He breaks the windows and flees, and his pokémon still obey his commands.

 

            Lance remembers his pokémon. He remembers flying the skies with Hakuryuu, and scratching Kairyuu under the chin, and training with Ptera and Gyarados. They are loyal, deathly loyal, and protect him at all costs, when he forgets things.

            Such as when he wanders into towns where he is not welcome…

            And when he meets Clair, who he calls Ibuki. She still answers to that name though, so it works.

            When he meets Lorelei and Agatha (Kanna and Kikuko, the voice whispers), and they hug him.

            And when he sees Red, his heart almost stops.

 

            Red stares a Lance, and before he knows what is doing, his legs have moved him down the hill, and his arms have wrapped around Lance’s waist, and he tilts up his head and kisses him.

            Lance kisses back, and fireworks explode behind his eyes as he realizes exactly what he did.

            “I erased my memory.”

            Red nods sadly. “I think you did it to protect yourself. It had to be done.”

            “How can I protect anyone if I forget?” Lance demanded.

            < I believe I can answer that. > A voice cut in.

 

            Both Lance and Red turned around, seeing a familiar white shape. It resolved into a man with white hair and dark blue eyes, but neither was fooled.

            < Father… >

            < Lugia! >

            < Yes, Child. Lugia approached Lance. < It was I who wiped your mind. >

            < But why? > Red asked. < Surely he was not that badly injured after the Cerise Island incident… >

            < He was. > Lugia said gravely. < So much so that even with my power, it was safer to send him to a human hospital. >

            Lance shuddered.

            < The only other option would have been calling Crystal out. > Lugia said sternly. Both paled at this.

           

            < And now? >

            < Now? It is over. > Lugia smiled. < So enjoy your lives, and don’t worry any more. >

            That they could do easily, and so they kissed again, in the sheer joy of it.

 

End Fic

Completed 8/20/06

Yay for inspiration! *Drinks more inspiration shakes*