Title: One of
these days
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #101, One Hundred and One Kisses
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: Shonen-ai
Red yawned as he clicked on the search engine’s first result. It was nearing four A.M. and he desperately wanted to sleep, but alas, the proposal was going before the Kanto Governing Council the next morning at 7 A.M.
Lance padded into the room, rubbing his eyes. “Red, it’s no use. There’s nothing we can find that can defeat them.”
“I’m not giving up this easily!”
“Well, you might have to.” Lance was about to say more when Red froze, eyes glancing at the screen in shock.
After he didn’t move for a minute, Lance waved a hand in front of his face. Perhaps the late hour was getting to him. “Red?”
“… Lance… look at this webpage…”
Lance gave it a sideways glance, noticing that the wallpaper was a very soothing shade of mint green, while little hearts and confetti fell across the page. “It’s very girly…”
Red shook his head and pointed to the title, done in cursive gold.
It took a few moments before it clicked, before Lance choked. “One Hundred and One Kisses: A Shrine to Lance and Red’s LOVE?!”
“Exactly! How-how would they know?” Red blushed. “We’ve been discreet, right?”
“That does not stop our fangirls from imagining things which are fanciful but may very well be true.” Lance said.
Red smiled, before Lance pulled him into a kiss.
“But what about tomorrow’s proposal?”
“I’ll handle it.” Lance reassured him. “You’ll not be helping anyone if you look like a zombie – or act like one, for that matter.”
Red nodded, stifling another yawn.
The next morning, Red found that the Council session had been mysteriously cancelled, as the main proponent of the anti-Magikarp plan was drunk and without him, his followers were loath to enter the arena.
… Not that Lance had anything to do with the man’s drinking habits, of course. He must have been so assured of victory that nothing would sway him from his pursuit of alcohol, even an early morning special session he himself had called.
Lance gave a rousing speech on television, stressing the vital importance of Magikarp in the food chain, as pseudo-decomposers and good experience for the beginning trainer or fisherman. No one could argue that.
Two days later, when the Council convened again, the man apparently having gotten over his horrendous hangover (and it was horrendous, or else the Indigo Journal would not have on it’s centerfold a picture of the esteemed Councilman stumbling down the freeway clad in naught but a hot-pink Speedo while cars raced by), majority ruled.
The Magikarps would live.
As for the fangirl who ran ‘One Hundred and One Kisses’, she mysteriously received a five-pound box of Godiva chocolates in the mail…
End Fic
Completed 8/15/06
Do you have any idea how long I spent brainstorming this theme? Two bloody weeks… and sometimes, it is the simplest solutions that make good fic!
So… chemistry final is over. I hope I passed!