Title: Light Rain
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #38, Light Rain
Rating: G
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. Game-verse or Zensho-verse

Warnings: Shonen-ai

 

            Red ran quickly through the streets, glancing at the dark clouds overhead. The rain was already pattering down steadily, and he could feel the individual raindrops soaking into his jacket and shirt as he frantically ran for the open doors of the Celadon Pokemon Center. He gasped as the Nurse Joy inside smiled fondly at him, panting as he tried unsuccessfully to wring the wetness out of his clothing. Finally, he gave up, swiped his trainer card, and went upstairs to a room to get a shower and change into something dry.

            After a few minutes, he returned to the main lobby. Nurse Joy smiled as she accepted his poke balls and healed his pokemon, before she turned to the next trainer. It was only then that Red noticed who he was.

            gW-wait a minutec youfre the Leader of the Elite Four arenft you?h

            gMm.h Lance smiled. gYes, so?h

            gWhat are you doing here?h

            Lance shrugged. gI came to pick of Erikafs monthly report and got caught in the storm. Nothing special.h

            gOh.h

            A few minutes later, Nurse Joy returned. Both of them accepted their pokémon, and then Lance settled himself on one of the benches, pulling a book out of his cape and beginning to read.

            Red picked up a Pokemon Pal magazine, but didnft read it, sneaking glances at his idol over the top of the pages ever so often. Lance did not seem to notice. Turning a page every now and then, as he hmmed.

            Red sighed blissfully. After about twenty minutes, the rain stopped. Lance stood, brushing invisible lint off his cape, and smiled.

            gThank you for your hospitality, Joy.h

            The Nurse Joy blushed only a little, as the Champion strode out, cape undulating behind him.

            Red hid his face behind the magazine again, and watched as Lance flew off, sighing.

            Maybec maybe theyfd meet again? He hoped so.

            Lance was so coolc


End Fic

Completed 11/30/06

Absolutely fluffy fic! ^^

Lance: ^^
Red: Ifve got a crush? *Blush*

Phantomness: Admittedly so, and Lance is unaware

Red: *Cries*