Title: Jealous
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #92, Jealousy
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, non-con, shouta

I hate him. Hate him. After all, I would still be Champion if not for that arrogant little upstart. Oh yes, I hate him…

Hate him, how he’s so perfect, all glittery red and black. Those used to be my colors, but now they’re his – he’s stolen them in his eyes and hair, like he stole everything else of mine.

My dragons shift uneasily, but it’s all right. We’re leaving. This place is stifling – the very air is dead. I can’t shine, and if I don’t glitter, then my dragons are useless, and I don’t want that…

I pull my cloak over my shoulders and Ptera takes off. And we don’t look back, even though we can hear them crying after us.

If they come and try to bring us back we will kill them.

He came. I knew he would. He’s so desperate to play hero that he’ll even walk into certain death. But I don’t mind, because now, he is mine, all mine, and no one can save him. He left all his pokémon outside, foolish child. Did he think he could take me on without them?

I hear him cry out in surprise, but I’m faster, and the dragon blades sing their song of death, and he freezes, which is a wise idea, because that’s when I slide him against the wall, and he tastes so sweet, all fear and terror and a bit of … lust? Well, that I can use.

And he squirms and he’s such a child that it’s fun. And afterwards, he should hate me, but he just smiles.

Hm.

Perhaps I really don’t have anything to hate him for. Besides, he’s so pretty broken like this that it would be a shame to waste it…

End Fic

Completed 8/3/06

Oh come on. I have a bunch of fics based around this theme already? Do I have to write it? *Whines*

… So I went jealous! Lance… and yeah, it’s not really love or romance in this one. Sorry!