Title: The Imperious Life
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #34, The Imperious Life

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, Shonen-ai

 

            Lance hates being Prince. He wears the golden pins in his hair since he is supposed to, and he learns swordplay and all the other arts he should, but really, he knows he’s not important, since he has five older brothers in line for the throne and he’s just the son of a concubine.

            So he stalks at night, and he wears chill black silk while the others wear rich bright brocade, and he plays hauntingly beautiful tones on his wooden flute when the rest of the Court sleeps.

            It’s not hard for Red to fall in love.

            He follows the Prince’s every step, traces his every movement, and when they lie intertwined within silken sheets, he can hardly tell where one of them ends and the other begins.

            And he’s happy.

 

End Fic

Completed 11/11/06

… I have no excuse for this one. Blame the cold weather?