Title: Glow
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #18, Glow
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, het

“It doesn’t make sense!” He cried. “You’re not supposed to love me!”

“Who said love ever had to make sense?” Lance asked, and her voice was soft. Too soft, Red thought idly, for the conversation to bode well.

He had not expected anything like this, but there were always not-so-well-intentioned extremists that disapproved of Pokemon training, and one had crashed their meeting, and the Dragon Master had thrown herself in front of Red and taken an Explosion attack head-on. It was a miracle she was still alive, much less fully healed. When he had demanded an explanation, partly angry and partly fearful, all Lance had said was that she was glad he was safe.

And then she had kissed him.

That had thrown the Champion for a loop, but he had to admit that Lance wasn’t a bad catch – if he thought like a girl, which Red most certainly didn’t do! Red liked girls, but she was a girl, only she happened to dress like a boy all the time so it was easy to forget. Besides, she wasn’t giggly or fluffy. But if he wanted someone ordinary, why had being kissed made him glow like one of those funny Christmas lights?

Was it because it felt good? Kissing was nice, wasn’t it?

It was too complicated to think about, so he tried not to, except that it was hard to ignore Lance, and she wasn’t being mean, and Red wasn’t sure how to turn her down since she was the farthest thing from an air headed fangirl! She was his friend, only now did this make her his girlfriend? He sighed.

She smirked and kissed him again, and Red flushed.

Maybe… maybe he’d wait on that refusal. He did like affection.

Lance hugged him close, and he cuddled. Friends could do this, right? And being warm was nice, so he made no move to pull away.

He closed his eyes, and she petted his hair. Good…

End Fic

Completed 2/27/07

Edited 10/17/09

Poor confused Red! ^^

Lance: *Smirk*

Red: *Blush*