Title: Recalling
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Ash/Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #35, Recalling things that other people have desired

Rating: PG-13
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, Palletshipping-bashing, cheating, fanon references, angst

 

            He could see it in the other’s eyes, almost hidden beneath his spiky brown hair and he hated it. He clutched Ash closer to his chest, feeling blood rage in his mind. How dare he show his face here, after all that he had done?

            Ash didn’t notice his presence, luckily, and Lance was more than willing to ignore the other man. However, fate was not to be denied, and as he and his lover stood on the balcony watching the moon, they heard footsteps.

            Lance knew before he turned around, who it would be, and even then, he felt his dream slip out of his fingers.

            Then Ash saw him.

            “G-Gary?” He asked, and the voice trembled with so much hope that Lance cursed the foolish child.

            The impudent bastard stepped forwards and kissed him.

            He kissed him.

            Lance would have gladly thrown him off the balcony, but the little sigh Ash made caught his attention, and instead he fled.

            Damn it.

 

            That night, he stood in his Father’s chambers, and heard his Father sigh as he looked at the fresh scars cut into flesh, a broken black-haired angel in his arms.

            “Why did you leave him?”

            “I didn’t want to see them together.”

            “And now that he is hurt…?”

            “I’ll heal him. Again.” Lance spat bitterly. “Because that is all that I am good for, isn’t it, Father? Perhaps I’ll just give him Viridian’s Power so he can heal himself!”

            “Child…”

            “All I ever wanted was to love him, to keep him safe.” Lance hissed. “But I can’t even do that, can I, not when he wants to be hurt so badly. Can I die now, Father? Can I slit my heart and watch the Sacred Sword dance away? Why is it never in my life when I wish for its power?”

            “Child…”

            “May I drown, Father? May I drown the land in ice and snow, and let Mother wreak her vengeance? Or may I burn, deep in the lava of Cerise’s volcano, for to die laughing is the best death of all…”

            “Child…”

            “No.” Lance shook his head. “It is Fate, isn’t it? It binds me, and as cruel as she is, at least, I can feel, for… to not feel means nothing at all.”

            Lugia did not reply, watching as Lance traced lines of pale blue light over Ash’s many injuries.

 

            Ash healed fast enough, and within weeks bruises and blood were gone, and he was happy, being with Lance in the Plateau, but the Dragon Master was no fool.

            He knew Gary would come again, and even as Ash made the suggestion to invite him to dinner, and maybe, with a teasing wink, they could all play together later…

            He accepted.

 

End Fic

Completed 11/11/06

Yeah… so the basic premise is that once Gary and Ash were lovers, then Gary left him or Ash ran away and found Lance, but… yeah. He still loves Gary apparently and doesn’t mind being raped and beaten. Takes place before Theme #44, right before it!

Note that this is more anime! Lance than manga! Lance, because manga! Lance would so hurt Ash if he thought that was what he wanted.