Title: Whisper
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #4, Whisper

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: Shoujo-ai, AU

 

            Red hears the whispering of wind outside her window one night, and is surprised when her lover flies inside. Her silversteel wings are streaked with blood, and her fuku is torn in places.

            “What happened? Was there an attack?” She asks, feeling fear grip her heart, icy-cold. True, Lance is alive, but…!

            “Yes.” Lance coughs, and her transformation melts away, leaving her in her sleek black bodysuit with the red markings. Red hurries to the kitchen and returns moments later with a cup of steaming hot tea. She put lots of honey in it, to soothe Lance’s throat.

            “Tell me.” She almost commands, and Lance chuckles, climbing into bed next to her lover, feeling Red’s arms around her waist as she snuggles close.

            “There is little to tell. Dragonite and I were returning from that conference in Vermillion, and we saw a daimon taking the pure heart of a little girl.”

            Red freezes, and Lance shakes her head.

            “Don’t worry. It wasn’t one of the talismans. One Atlantis Tide took care of the daimon, but the woman – I think her name is Acanthite… she got me pretty bad with her claws. I hate monsters with claws.”

            “Do you think they’ll become infected?”

            “No, I heal too fast.”

            “I do worry about you.” Red whispered, placing a kiss on Lance’s neck, feeling her pulse quicken. “I wish you wouldn’t worry me so…”

            “Mm,” Lance replied, and turned, placing a gentle kiss on Red’s lips. “I think I’ll stay here tonight.”

            “I’m not sure you’ll be getting much sleep then…” Red crooned, slipping a hand between her lover’s thighs.

            Lance’s breath caught, feeling a sharp fingernail graze her little nub. “So be it.”

            Red chuckled, and said no more.

 

End Fic

Completed 10/28/06

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