Wai~! Another chapter!

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Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks

Chapter 5

 

            The paintings were boring. Lance could have painted them in his sleep. This modern art was disgusting stuff. Red didn’t like it either, and were it not for the prying eyes peering out from those painted faces, here and anon, he would have…

            But no matter, there were other ways to deal with problems.

            He beckoned the girl over to him. Well, if they wanted a performance, they would get one…

            Red blinked, but walked over to him. “What is it?”

            < Tell me, Princess, do you enjoy this any more than I do? >

 

            She gasped as Lance pulled her into a kiss. < If you don’t want to stay here, I can get you out… would you like that? >

            Her small fingers dug into his shoulders as he lifted her into his arms. “Yes.” She whispered in his ear.

            < Perfect… >

            A strangled scream came from somewhere behind them.

            Lance didn’t turn around, although a moment later, Queen Delia rushed in and… rushed off again.

            He laughed softly, putting Red down. “Shall we?”

            So she took his hand and they faded away into mist and escaped…

 

            “Did you really have to kiss me?” Red asked, as she tossed her dress to the ground and stood there in a white shift.

            “It worked, didn’t it?” Lance asked.

            Red’s cheeks flushed, but she nodded. “Um, I still have your necklace.”

            “Keep it. You’ll need it to breathe underwater.”

            “Aren’t you going to swim?”

            “I didn’t yesterday.” He said, as he tossed his cloak aside. “But if you want me to…” He smirked. This would be interesting…

            “Er…” She blushed. She had never seen a naked man before!

 

            Lance laughed as he stripped off his bodysuit quickly, leaving him in his silversteel armor. It was light, flexible, and he could swim perfectly fine in it. It also hid his secret. “Shall we?”

            “You can breathe underwater?” She was so glad he wasn’t naked! She wasn’t sure she could deal with a nude man.

            “Yes. My mother’s mother was a mermaid.” He lied.

            “Oh, how lucky!”

            Had he grown up in a mermaid city underwater? That would be so cool!

 

            They swam underwater and went to talk to the mermaids and it was fun…

            It was late again – but earlier than the day before, when they went home. Red sneezed.

            “You can’t put your dress back on over that wet shift, can you?” Lance teased.

            “And my hair’s ruined…”

            “Can’t your pokemon dry you off?”
            Red blushed, but a quick Whirlwind from Pidgeot did the trick. Her hair was still a mess, but…

            Oh well.

            Delia wasn’t too pleased, but… she didn’t know what they had been doing either. That was fortunate. She thought… oh, who knows what she thought.

            In the end, it didn’t matter.

 

            “He kissed her today.”

            Sue sighed. “Well, no bets on what they were doing then…”

            Cindy groaned. “It’s not fair…”

            “Perhaps he doesn’t want to wait until the wedding night…” Mary moaned. “Or he age doesn’t bother him…”

            The maids sat and sulked while Red slept.

            Damn, it wasn’t fair!

 

            “Lance?”

            “Yes?” She was in his room. The needles on his fingers vanished before she saw them. He was wonderful – well, he was wearing the silver stuff again. He said that it was too hot and it was.

            She smiled before she lobbed the water balloon she had hidden behind her back in his face. “Got you!”

            He spluttered and glared, but found a cloth to wipe the water up with and smiled. What an impish child. What a beautiful woman she would be.

            If only she had been of his species…

“Hello.”

 

            “I’m bored.” She climbed onto the divan next to him. “It’s been boring since your parents went home. Mom won’t let me go anywhere.”

            “That is a pity…”

            “So,” Red said, grinning, “I figured she wouldn’t mind if I came here and stayed with you. She never minds.”

            “No doubt she expects an heir soon…”

            “Why does she want an heir?” Red blinked. “I’m the heir of this kingdom.”

            “I meant, she wishes for you to produce an heir – or us, for that matter.”

           

            It took a few minutes before Red sorted that out. “You mean she thinks I’ll have a baby? But…”

            Lance inclined his head.

            “Bu we’re not even married yet! I don’t want to get pregnant!”

            “Well, that’s lucky, because you won’t have the chance to…”

            “Er…” Red blushed. “So she lets me spend time alone with you because…” It was amazing that it had taken almost six months for her to figure this out.

            “Yes.” He smirked.

 

            “I’m going to faint.” She muttered. She didn’t. However, she did gulp down an entire glass of wine – it had been sitting on the table since Lance didn’t touch their wine. He thought it was nasty, disgusting stuff.

            Lance frowned. “Red…”

            That was heady intoxication, and an entire goblet full… oh, no, this was not a good sign. And he did not want an inebriated princess here with him… Otherwise, he might take advantage of her, secrets be damned.

            * I want her. *

 

            Red looked at Lance, feeling her vision blurring. “I feel strange…”

            “That’s the wine.” He moved to get up, the soft patter of metal against his thighs as he stood.

            It was hard, hiding…. But if he told the truth, her heart would break, and he didn’t want that.

            She was an adorable child. He loved her in his own way.

            That was why she would never find out about his true nature. * Never… *

            Red, luckily, was not very alcohol tolerant and simply passed out. He pressed a kiss to her lips as he laid her on the divan.

            “Darling child, you will hate me when you discover the truth, and I cannot allow that….” He pressed his lips to hers as he traced the curve of her cheek.

            “Pity…”

 

End Chapter

Completed 8/20/05

Edited 5/25/09

Ok. Kissing DNE sex… so I hope no one minds Lance kissing Red.

Lance is a pokemon. This is important. Just reminding y’all!