Title: Windy
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #51, Windy
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. Sailor
Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi and Kodansha Ltd. 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, crossover, het, gender-bending
The
Wind… is my ally…
“Why?” Yellow asked, staring at Red, who had frozen. “Why aren’t you attacking him? Think of all the destruction he’s wrought! Why did you stop?”
“I...I don’t know.” Red said softly. When he had sent Charizard’s flames at Lance, the Dragon Master had simply smiled, and waited… and the wind around her had picked up, wreathing her in flame, almost as though she was expecting to die. But that was impossible, wasn’t it?
He could vaguely feel his hands trembling in their electric-proof gloves, and he shuddered.
She continued to stare placidly at him, golden eyes bright. Had the woman gone mad? Or was there something… something else he knew not of?
“Can’t you feel it, Red?” She asked. “You do, don’t you?”
Red nodded, fingers itching for something… a sword… he could almost feel feathers on his back, and armor covering his body… with a cry, a symbol blazed on his forehead, traced in golden light…
“Yes…” Lance purred; even as her clothing began to shift, black bodysuit melting into silversteel armor over dark sea green. “Awaken, Uranus. Wake…”
His eyes blinked open, glaring at Yellow. “Star Fighter… why are you here?”
“What?” Yellow asked. “What have you done to him?”
“It matters little.” Lance replied. “She has trespassed in our realm.”
“Such is unforgivable.” Red agreed, and attacked. A sword materialized in her hands, a wicked scimitar, and Yellow barely had time to dodge.
Strike. Strike. Strike.
With a cry, the young trainer from Viridian collapsed, even as Red pulled her sword from her chest, flicked the blood off casually.
“I missed you, Neptune.”
“I know.” Lance said, as Red hugged her tightly. “I know.”
“Why are you a girl?”
“Perhaps the real question should be why you are a boy?” She teased. “Our genders seem to have been swapped in this reincarnation.”
“This is going to be weird…” He muttered, after he had shed his transformation.
Her former husband and now his wife nodded. “I know.”
“But, I suppose we’ll figure it out.” He grinned.
Lance held him close. “Yes, we will. After all, we still have each other.”
You see
Yellow…
The Wind… is my friend…
End Fic
Completed 1/26/07
Edited 10/15/09
Yeah, references to my Sailor Moon-esque fanfiction, where
Lance is
Red: …
Lance: Well, such is life