Title: Volver (The Spanish verb, to return)
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #100, Joy Doubled, Sorrow Halved
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: Very AU, character death, shonen-ai, bit of a crossover with Full Metal Alchemist

Yellow struggled against the bonds that held her, furious that mere duct tape could hold one of the Viridian bearers. She struggled, but her bonds held fast.

Why was Red doing this? Actually, she didn’t want to know, because she should have suspected something was wrong after the Cerise incident, but it was too strange to contemplate, and aside from the fact that he was training a lot more, nothing had seemed different!

Now though, she looked around fearfully, as Red lit seven – no, eight burners with incense. As the flames bloomed, her unease quickened.

There were seven colors of flame there…

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet, and the last one was a blinding white so bright she had to close her eyes.

Red began to chant in a language she had never heard him use before. Before she knew what was happening, she had passed out.

Red smiled as he pressed his hands against the seven-pointed circle drawn into the floor. Yellow hadn’t even noticed the markings, but now…

He smiled as he felt power rush through him. Yellow would have screamed in agony were she not unconscious, but he had judged well. She was close enough to the gates of death to pull…

And pull he did, as her form dissolved, and was replaced by another’s.

Lance blinked as he took in his surroundings. A moment later, he fell to the ground as Red pounced on him.

“Yes! It worked!”

Lance smirked. “You brought me back, didn’t you?”

“Of course I did.”

Lance pulled Red into a kiss. “I’m glad. Who did you use as a sacrifice?”

“Yellow.”

“How fitting.”

No more words were said, as they kissed once more.

End Fic

Completed 8/5/06

I have created a fanon world. I know it.

Lance: *Hugs Red*
Red: *Beams*

Phantomness: *Yawns* Almost… done

Shoyko: *Hugs Phantomness*

Kairo: Humor muse is so forgotten

Pika-chan: But not fluff n’ angst muses! *Eats peppermints*