Title: Someday (Part V)
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #57, The Ability to Live
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: Implied sex, incest, shouta, shonen-ai

Is it hard to live without love?

Dudley thinks the answer is no. After all, he supposes he loves his twin Daniel, but he doesn’t love Dad or his older brother Red, and you’re supposed to love everyone in your family. He learned that, when Mom used to take them to Sunday school.

He loves his toys though.

It’s not hard to live without love, Lance thinks, because those two brats are certainly doing an amiable job of it. He mentally tallies the costs every time they break something, and records it on his computer every night. He leaves them at home while he takes Red out to play, and the media doesn’t comment, because everyone knows you leave young children at home.

At the Ice Cream Social, Red almost gets kidnapped, but he’s been training, and it doesn’t take long before he returns with his Sandslash, triumphantly grinning with Gyarados carrying the kidnapper wrapped in coils behind him.

He’s brilliant, and Lance smiles.

That night, Dudley and Daniel see the other two members of their family eating ice cream sundaes. There’s nothing special about it, their playroom has a huge cupboard stocked with anything and everything they could possibly want to eat, but for some reason, both of them feel lonely.

When they scamper out of their hiding place, Dad looks at his watch and tells them it’s 2 A.M. and they should be in bed. But they whine and growl, and he makes sundaes for them too.

After the two leave, Red glares and eats the rest of his ice cream mechanically. Lance shakes his head, and kisses him, and then takes him right there on the kitchen table.

And Red sighs, and tries not to overreact, though he wishes they’d just leave.

End Fic

Completed 9/8/06