Title: Assist
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #95, Assistance
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, Shoujo-ai

“… You don’t know how to put a bra on?” Lance asked.

Red glared at her friend. “You know very well that this is the first time I’m going out in public as a girl. Stupid Bernard! If it weren’t for his Scyther using Slash on me, no one would know my secret!”

“Yes, well…”

“Help?” She squeaked.

“Red, what in Lugia’s name makes you think I have any experience with this sort of thing?” Lance asked, putting her hands on her hips. “I’ve been cross-dressing longer than you have!”

“Yes, but you wear a corset, so it’s the same principle, right?”

“I don’t see what’s so hard about it,” Lance said, eying the female garment with distaste. “Your breasts go in those cups, and you fasten it in the back.”

“Please?”

Lance sighed. “You owe me for this.” With that, she undid the bandages covering Red’s front with skill that spoke of long practice, and Red winced as her breasts popped free. “Ow…”

“How long have you been binding yourself like this?”

“Um… only for a year or two.”

“You’re not very big. That does make it easier…”

“Lance, you can comment on how well endowed I am later!”

“All right, all right.” Lance slid the breast cups over Red’s breasts, and then hooked the straps in the back. “Better?”

Red considered. It felt very strange, but… she nodded. She put her shirt back over it, and took a deep breath.

“Let’s go.”

“Wait.” Lance said, before she leaned forwards and gave Red a quick kiss. “For luck.”

“I’ll need a lot of luck…”

“Oi, Red, are you still changing?” Bruno called. “The reporters are getting impatient!”

“They can damn well wait for a few more minutes! I’ve never worn some of this stuff before!” Red yelled back.

Lorelei laughed as Bruno choked, clearly imagining exactly what Red was – or wasn’t wearing.

“But how come Lance is in there?”

“He’s her boyfriend, idiot.” Lorelei said, not bothering to tell Bruno that that was also a lie.

Bruno harrumphed. “Why is it that Lance gets all the girls?”

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?”

Red nodded, smoothing down the skirt. She had wanted to wear pants, but Lance had told her that the impact would be more dramatic if she wore a dress, so she was listening. The dress was dark red, oriental style, with sprinkles of diamond across the bodice.

It was girly, but if she got her point across…

Her strength as a trainer did not depend on her gender.

They stepped out to face the music.

End Fic

Completed 8/24/06

Shoujo-ai is quite fun to write sometimes.

Lance: *Shrug*

Red: *Hugs Lance*

… Yeah, no plot really in this fic, except the fact that the public has found out their Champion is a girl, and Red’s trying to deal with it.