Title: Pull Through
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #47, Pull Through
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. Game-verse

Warnings: AU, Shonen-ai, fluff

Red sat by the bed, watching the occupant sleep. It had been a long and arduous surgery, but he was quite sure that now, Lance would be all right.

The doctors had been reluctant to tell him what had happened, but he had pulled rank as Champion, and they had finally given in.

Apparently Giovanni had been trying to pull some new genetic modification project or the other, with his group of crazed scientists. Lance had been undercover, as his last success with the Lake of Rage project had gone well, but somehow, he had been unmasked. Instead of killing him though, they had dragged him down to the lab to experiment with.

Joy.

He supposed it made sense. After all, Giovanni wasn’t the type to waste resources. He wasn’t in any condition to comment though – Red had shoved him into a vat of acid and he wouldn’t be speaking any time soon.

It was fair play, and he’d been running high on adrenaline then. How dare Giovanni hurt Lance! How dare he!

Golden eyes fluttered open, and Red inwardly sighed in relief. “Lance. Thank Lugia you’re awake.”

The Dragon Master blinked, taking in his surroundings. < What happened? > He asked, feeling his vocal cords not responding.

That caught Red by surprise. “You’re telepathic? Well, um… Team Rocket tried to turn you into a pokémon, but I think we got there in time… we had to put you through surgery to get rid of the extra… parts…”

< Ah. > Lance nodded. < I think they used Mew DNA or something… >

“That explains the psychic powers you suddenly have.” Red nodded. “How are you feeling?”

< A bit off-balance and dizzy, but otherwise fine. > Lance glanced at Red. < Am I disfigured? >

“No! Not at all! Well, except for your hair…”

< My hair? >

“It’s, um, pink.” Red blushed. “I think it’s cute.”

Lance blinked, before deciding that he could deal with pink hair, as long as he was alive and breathing.

< So I don’t have Mew ears or anything of that sort? >

“No.”

< No tail either? >

“No, didn’t see anything like that.” Red blushed. “They kind of had you in a tank, and your clothes are kind of ruined, but…”

Lance rolled his eyes. < Nothing you haven’t seen before, love, unless I’ve suddenly been changed into a female? >

Red suddenly found the linoleum floor very interesting, flushing to the tips of his ears.

< Will I be able to leave soon? >

“I think so.” Red said brightly. “All you need is bed rest now, and they’ll probably want to keep you here a few days until your recover.”

< So we’re lucky it didn’t turn out worse, ne? >

Red nodded expressively, before he hugged the Dragon Master tightly. Lance smiled and closed his eyes.

Certainly, life would be difficult now, but at least he wasn’t alone. Nothing had really changed.

Thank Lugia.

End Fic

Completed 11/19/06

Ugh, another chemistry midterm… at least it’s the last one before the Final. *Groans*

Lance: I’m a Mew?
Red: I think it’s cute! And you’ll get cool powers too!

Phantomness: ^^V