Title: Three Plum Buns
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #40, 3 Plum Buns
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, Incest, shonen-ai

“You made lunch for me?”

Lance smiled. “It’s not much, but I hope you like it.”

Red grinned and threw his arms around his older brother. “Thanks a lot!”

“No problem.” Lance smiled. “Have fun at school today, all right?”

“Promise~!”

Lance watched Red go with a slight frown on his face. Ever since their parents had died in a tragic Magnet Train wreck three years ago, the responsibility had fallen on him. Not that he minded of course, but something still whispered … wrong?

Was Red in danger?

Red munched on his sandwich he sat with his friends Green and Blue in the schoolyard. Blue rifled through his lunch, despite his protests.

“Ooh! You have sweets?”

Red blinked. Indeed, there they were. Three plum buns. White flour filled with sweet paste filling. He grinned. “One each, all right?”

“Sure.”

He didn’t think more of it until he returned home. Lance was already home, though he looked dulled, for lack of a better word.

“Is something wrong?” Red asked.

Lance shook his head. “Tis nothing for you to worry about.”

“Are you sure?” Red asked.

“… I could never keep any secrets from you.”

“Tell me.” Red coaxed, as he climbed onto his brother’s lap.

“I cannot…”

“Why?”

“It is too dangerous.”

“… Dangerous?” Red blinked. “You mean the work you’re doing for the government is too dangerous?”

“I suppose you could put it that way…”

Red frowned. “Lance, if we really can’t afford it, I could go journeying…”

“That’s not it.”

“Then tell me.”

“It might be more accurate if I show you,” Lance murmured, and that was all the warning he got before his brother kissed him.

Red gasped, as they broke apart for air. “L-Lance…”

“Do you see now, why it is so dangerous?”

Red shook his head.

Lance raised his eyebrows, and then Red kissed him back.

“I don’t care if it’s dangerous.”

And Lance shrugged, and kissed him again.

“So what were the plum buns for?”

“They’re your favorite food, aren’t they?” Lance asked. Red nodded.

“Then…”

“I gave you three… the first to represent friendship, the second for family, and the third for romance.”

Red sweatdropped. He hadn’t even caught the significance. “They were yummy?” He offered.

Lance smiled. “Then that’s all that matters.”

End Fic

Completed 7/25/06

Look, more fluff!

Lance: *Hugs Red*

Red: *Blush*