Title: Chains
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #56, Chain
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, AU, fanon

The feeling of silversteel locked around his wrists and ankles is actually quite comforting. The bracelets are sharp-edged wings that curl up his forearms, and the greaves climb up his calves. The collar shimmers around his neck, no, not collar, more of a necklace, really, a thin band of silver with a winged gem and a key on the end.

It’s nice to have a sense of duty that he can actually touch and feel.

Red doesn’t understand. He sees his armor as lovely protection, but he doesn’t revel in the sensations. He’d much rather be running around in jeans and a t-shirt, staff in hand and trying to save the day. He’s such a cute child.

Lance wants duty to bind him, as tightly as love binds him to Red. He’d feel much safer knowing there was concrete evidence, because it’s hard for him to trust in things he can’t see.

But Red understands this at least, so he doesn’t mind when Lance holds him close and threads gold in his hair, because he knows that it helps.

You’re willing to do things to make the person you love happy, after all.

And his willingness binds Lance even tighter to him, like invisible chains.

End Fic

Completed 9/4/06

First rope, now chains? Ooh, kinky!

Red: *Sweatdrops*

Lance: ^_~