Title: Balancing
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #53, Balance (Ying-Yang)
Rating: PG
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

Sometimes, when Red looked at him, he would wonder why Lance was a boy. He wielded dragons, but his abilities were of air and ice and darkness, and those were all female, Yin, traits. Dark and cold and wet…

Red himself was yang, lightning and fire and earth – mostly earth and fire though, with the way he acted. Brash and adventurous, but at night, he would return home, and Lance would make him dinner and he would sigh.

Lance was like the moon, and comforting, and a shield against the brightness that hurt his eyes after too much exposure to the world.

So he stayed with Lance, although he still liked to ponder the question why, and Lance, who was wise in the way women often were, though he was a boy, and who used the cold to bind his precious light inside of him, smiled, and kissed him, and let him continue to wonder.

End Fic

Completed 8/3/06

… Yeah, I know. Tis introspective, as per usual…