Title: Lullaby
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #68, Lullaby
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

Warnings: Implied shonen-ai

“You have a cold.”

Lance stared at him incredulously. “I can’t be sick!”

Lorelei shook her head. “You’ve been coughing through the entire meeting, Lance. You are sick.”

Red nodded. “I’ll make you some tea.”

Lance sighed. He could hardly argue against the entirety of the Elite Four plus Champion. “Well, if you insist.” He muttered.

“Cream or sugar?” Red called, already down the hall.

“Two creams, no sugar.”

Lorelei ruffled Lance’s hair, despite the glare. “Now, now, you don’t have to pretend you’re invulnerable, Lance.”

Lance sighed. “I suppose not. And tea would be nice.”

Red returned with chamomile tea with cream swirling in it. Lance thanked him and took the cup. Bruno just grunted while Agatha glanced down at her files.

“Perhaps we should stop for today?” She suggested.

Lance twitched. “Not a good idea. We need to defend this proposal…” He broke off mid-sentence, coughing.

Red gave him a reassuring hug, and Lance blinked.

“I’ll do it, Lance. You’re in no condition to stand up to the Governing Council. Besides, I should know your arguments. I’ve heard you argue all week.”

Lance looked at Agatha. She gave an almost imperceptible nod, and he sighed.

“Very well, Red. If you insist on carrying out this plan, then I’ll turn in for today.”

“Go for it, Leader.” Lorelei winked. “You need the rest.”

Lance exited, and Red followed. Agatha and Lorelei exchanged glances, and then smiled a secret smile.

Bruno poured himself another mug of coffee and said nothing.

“Lance?” Red asked, peeking into the room.

“Hmm?” The Champion walked out, now clad in light blue silk pajamas with a soaring Dragonair embroidered on the back.

“Would you like me to … um…er...I'm asking if...?”

Lance blinked as Red flushed, turning tomato in hue. “What?”

“I could… sing you a lullaby?”

“Oh?”

“Y-Yes… um… I know when you first came to the Plateau, you sang me to sleep every night…so I’d like to return the favor.”

Lance blinked twice. “How did you know?”

“Ah… well… um… I guessed?”

Lance shrugged. “If you insist.”

“I do!”

Lance lay back on the pillows and waited for Red to start singing. He did have quite a lovely voice, though the tune he chose was the Kanto National anthem. Well, it mattered little. Red’s voice was quite soothing.

Within moments, he had fallen silent.

Red waited a bit longer, and then he timidly pressed a kiss to Lance’s cheek. Then he left the room, blushing.

… It was cowardly, but at least this way Lance couldn’t reject him outright, right?

He missed the glint of amusement in golden eyes. Lance coughed, then reached for the cup of tea thoughtfully placed on the nightstand.

Now all he had to do was make the first move…

End Fic!

Completed 7/29/06

A bit of angst and a bit of fluff, kk~!

Phantomness: ^^

Lance: *Hugs Red*

Red: *Blush*!