Title: First Impressions
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #65, Impression
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. Special-verse

Warnings: Fanon AU, het

As first impressions go, it’s not a particularly wonderful one. The cave is cold, the stalagmites above their heads are dripping, and the weather is downright awful. He’s freezing, but he refuses to back down.

Lance stares at Red for a few minutes, before shaking her head and escorting him inside a secret passage. He flushes, not quite sure how to respond or what to do, because this is risky and stupid and what is he thinking and maybe he shouldn’t have left Pika with Yellow?

“Why are you here?”

“Because I remember.” He tells the Dragon Master. “We don’t always dance the same patterns, and sometimes things don’t work out, but this time, I want them to.”

He meets golden lenses, as she chuckles.

“So you remember.” Lance pulls him into a hug, then a kiss, tipping his face up.

“Mmm.” Red agrees.

They don’t say any more after that.

End Fic

Completed 11/17/07

Edited 11/13/09

House is freezing and I have to type with gloves on. Grr.