Title: First Day
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #32, School Uniforms
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

Warnings: AU, Het

Red smoothed down the white fabric of his shirt nervously. This was his first day at Pokemon Technical, and he had no idea what to expect. The uniform was bearable, dark blue pants and a shirt, and the red tie was a bit too grown-up but he could deal with it. He walked inside, nervously awaiting inspection.

Four older boys stood there, all in the same uniform.

“Well, well. Fresh meat,” One of them drawled.

“What’s your name, little freshman?” Another asked.

Red gulped. “I’m Red from Pallet.”

“Hah! You won’t last a day here!” Darryl, the ringleader, declared.

They grouped around him in a ring, pulling his tie and fluffing his hair. Red bore it manfully, not wanting to get in trouble – and not wanting to get kicked out either. Still, when one of them pinched his butt, saying he looked girly, he lost his temper.

A quick flick of his wrist released Poliwhirl and Bulbasaur. Undaunted, they responded with Ekans, Raticate, and Golbat.

A furious battle soon joined, with Red’s Pokemon holding their well own against the invaders. Bulbasaur had tied up Raticate, and Poliwhirl frozen Golbat solid in an Ice Beam attack. Ekans proved to be more difficult to dispatch, as it glared Poliwhirl into paralysis and then began furiously attacking Bulbasaur with a barrage of Poison Stings.

A Pidgeotto and Sandslash joined the fray, and Red backed away, even as his pokémon finally both passed out.

“So, not so good now are you, little boy?” One sneered.

“That wasn’t very nice of you.” Another spoke up.

Red frantically tried to think of a plan. True, they were older and more numerous, but there had to be something he could do!

“What is going on here?” A voice cut in. Red turned to see a girl standing there. She wore a short dark blue pleated skirt and light blue vest, over a white short-sleeved shirt.

“Eek! L-Lance!” Darryl gulped.

“It looks rather to me like you’re picking on a new student.” She continued pleasantly. “We can’t have that sort of mischief here, you know.”

“We were only teasing him.” One of the boys protested.

Lance smiled sweetly, and then before Red could see her move, she had blurred, and now, a Dragonair was coiled around the boy that had spoken.

“I do hope you’re not trying to make me angry, Matthew…”

Matthew swallowed hard, as Dragonair tightened her grip.

“Because if you are…”

The other three boys had turned pale and were attempting escape, but Lance smirked as a Gyarados and Aerodactyl burst out, surrounding them.

“I might have to tell Headmaster Giovanni…”

This time, all of them blanched, even Red. He had heard rumors…

Her Hakuryuu showed sharp white teeth, before Lance recalled him. “And please don’t do that again, all right?” She said sweetly.

There was no reply save puffs of dust as the boys retreated.

“Wow, thank you!” Red told Lance. It was a bit embarrassing to have a girl save him, but she had cool Dragon Pokémon and she was pretty.

“No problem,” Lance grinned at him, tossing her hair. “What about a little reward for all this trouble?”

He blinked. * What? *

Lance leaned over and pecked him on the cheek. He blushed tomato-red.

“Take care, cutie!” She grinned, and sauntered off.

Red sighed dreamily. “I think I’m in love…”

“You don’t care that she’s older than you?” One of the bystanders asked.

“She is?” Red gulped.

“Didn’t you see her Pokemon?” No beginning Trainer could have those.

Red shrugged. No one that cute could be trouble! Besides, did that really change anything? And as Pokemon Technical was a private school, there were not that many students. He would see her again, he was sure of it!

Well, one could daydream!

He skipped off to his first class, feeling a lot better, even in black patent leather shoes that pinched his feet.

End Fic

Completed 8/19/06

Edited 7/7/09

Look, fluff! ^^