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Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks
Chapter 2
Red was trying to figure out what she felt as she walked out of the camp
carrying Crys. She found a hurt pokemon waiting for her. The poor Sentret had
broken its tail.
Kindly, she quickly tried her best to heal it. Her hands glowed slightly...
The Sentret twitched, and smiled.
Red frowned. Her power wasn't that strong. She wished she were stronger.
Then, she could help the pokemon more…
She just wished she knew someone else with Viridian power...
At that moment, Lance stalked out of his tent, conveniently shirtless.
"Red, I felt something..."
Red goggled at him, well, her, since Lance still looked very female,
considering he had breasts. "L-Lance!"
Then she glanced back down at the Sentret. She was sweating from her
efforts to heal the poor thing. "I...I don't know what to do..."
Lance saw the slight glow her hands held. Red had been trying for the last
fifteen minutes to heal the pokemon, but to no avail.
"Let me help." He sighed.
Red nodded.
Lance cuddled the Sentret. The pokemon peered at him, before beginning to
nurse. A few minutes later, its injuries were completely healed.
“Milk has healing properties.” Lance shrugged.
She watched Lance. Truthfully, she was ready to collapse. "I
see..."
He smiled. "Do you want some?"
Red blinked. "Just tired..." She picked up Crys and went into her
own tent, exhausted. She was asleep before she hit her pillow.
She was still tired the next morning.
Catelyn had made her oatmeal with cinnamon.
Red sighed. She'd never been like this after healing a pokemon! But then
again, Sentret had been really hurt! She could... let the pokemon nurse... She
guessed. After breakfast she went back to bed.
Crys watched Red. What was wrong with Mommy?
Lance stroked the Dratini’s head as he let the pokemon nurse from him.
Red didn’t emerge for her tent again until the next morning. She had slept
all the time, but she was feeling better now. How much energy had she used?
Probably too much! It felt like a lot.
Crys pounced on Red. Mommy!
"Hey Crys... Hungry?" Red was still tired...
"Just tired..."
Lance looked at her. "We don't have to travel if you're tired."
“I don't mind. I've been traveling since,” Red looked up at the sky. “Since
the Pokemon Centers began charging trainers to heal their pokemon. I have
traveled when I'm tired.... I just...
Travel slower... not many trainers can afford the Centers anymore.”
"So... I heal their pokemon. They call me a godsend..." Red
laughed.
"I'm sorry." Lance said quietly.
Red shook her head. She fed her pokemon then began to break camp.
"I've also been League Champion for several years now..."
Lance smiled. "You must be a brilliant trainer, to become League
Champion."
"I'm not that brilliant, Cat."
"I think you are."
"I just... know pokemon..." She was blushing again...
"You are very kind." Lance shook his head. "And you should
be proud of yourself. I am neither kind nor strong."
Red looked away. "I'm not like what you say at all..." She said
quietly. "No! You are! It takes a strong person to leave everything
they've known, go to a new place and start over. I... I'll never be that
strong..." She looked up at Lance.
“You're a really strong person, Cat.”
Lance sighed and pulled her into a hug.
“I can barely stand leaving the Plateau anymore. Everything just seems so
pointless!”
Red hugged the herm, blushing.
Lance stroked her hair, trying to comfort her. He wasn't sure how he could,
though. Their situations were too different.
"It's not your fault."
She closed her eyes.
She could feel Catelyn's heart beating against hers. She wanted... no. She
didn't know what she wanted...
Was... Was Charizard... right? Did she want Catelyn as her Mate? She was
almost to the point where she wanted to hole herself up in the Plateau building
and never show her face again.
Let the trainers take care of themselves!
Red closed her eyes. "I want you..."
Lance's eyes widened at that.
Red opened her eyes and looked up at Lance. "I... I don't know why...
But... I do..."
Lance held Red gently. "You shouldn't want me, Red. I'm not worth
it."
She just watched her friend. What was Catelyn going to do?
"I... care for you Red." He sighed.
Red smiled. Lance kissed her.
A Pichu limped into the clearing and saw this. She sat and waited.
Red kissed back.
Lance saw the Pichu.
Red sighed. That... had been wonderful...
She picked up the Pichu and saw that its ankle was sprained, almost
broken... It had come seeking her...
Lance turned to her. "You are important, Red."
"N-no I'm not..." Red said quietly. She hushed the pokemon and
began to heal it. It took her only a few seconds to heal the baby pokemon.
"There you are little one..."
The Pichu chirped, and smiled, before running off.
Red smiled, watching the baby run off. She didn't notice Lance watching
her.
"Beautiful..." He breathed.
Red sighed. She only dragged herself away from the Plateau because of the
poor wild pokemon. She felt as if the humans didn't appreciate her...
Then, she looked back up into Lance's eyes. Red bit her lip. She'd heard his
words. Beautiful?
She just knew she was blushing again...
"I-I'm..."
Lance kissed her again.
She closed her eyes.
"Shh," He coaxed. He stroked the gentle swellings of her breasts,
and then down to her stomach, pausing at the waistband of her jeans.
The Champion moaned quietly.
Lance slowly worked them down along with her panties, gently running his
thumb over Red's wet slit.
Red's breath caught in her throat. She began to shiver.
Lance crooned softly, as he stroked her little nubbin. Poor, precious Princess…
She was out of her element. Only Royalty could heal after all. But she was
trying so hard to help. He stroked harder.
She could hardly stand being here anymore. Almost none of the trainers thanked her. At
first they all thanked her. But now, they seemed to take her help for granted.
Her panting grew louder.
"Hush, love…" She deserved this, poor, broken little bird. He
would take her home, and feed her on the blood of the unworthy and dress her in
jewels sun-bright, if he could. This was the last he could do.
Red gave a cry as she arched against Lance, climaxing. So... good...
Only Green and Blue and a few other humans ever thanked her anymore. She
sighed and leaned into her companion.
Lance held her close. "Wish I could help more..." But from the emotions
she was broadcasting, he didn't want to help the humans! There was a reason why
they did not have pokemon run free in Johto. Maybe he should take her back?
Red hummed contentedly as Lance didn't stop caressing her. “Nice..."
She smiled up at him.
Lance kissed her again. "You deserve all this and more."
She blinked. No! She really didn't. But Cat was being so nice!
Lance knew that his family would be looking for him and if they found her,
well, there would be hell to pay...
He unbuttoned his shirt slowly. "Red..."
"Huh?" Red blinked.
"Trust me." Lance said.
Slowly, she nodded. She snuggled against him, and timidly licked a nipple.
Lance smiled down at her. Red knew she would trust Cat with her life, even
though she hadn't known the other long. Maybe it was instinct.
Red continued to lap at her girlfriend, or was it Mate’s, nipple. The milk
was sweet, and she found herself hungry...
Mate... She decided. Catelyn reminded her of Mother...
Lance continued to croon as Red nursed. Poor child. Red closed her eyes.
She... wanted this so much. Why? She had no idea how much she needed this.
Finally, Red fell asleep, satisfied and purring. Lance had tenderly changed
her into her nightgown and tucked her into her sleeping bag.
Charizard was waiting. Thank you.
Lance nodded. That's when Charizard realized just who was traveling with her Master...
Charizard's eyes widened. P-Prince?
How had she not noticed it before? She didn't know what he was doing here,
but now she was very grateful.
Crys watched Lance move around the camp. Thank you for helping Mommy...
"I don't mind." The Dragon Master smiled. "Hungry, little one?"
No, not really... I did want Mommy's milk... Crys sighed.
“I’m sorry, Crys, but your Mommy can't produce milk like I can.”
Oh... Is Mommy going to be ok?
"Yes." Lance said. He would just have to take care of her. They
would see.
End Chapter
Completed 10/26/07
Red: I’m so dense!
Lance: Well, I am technically female from the waist up…
Phantomness: *Giggles*
This, I think, was one
of my first attempts at herm championshipping. I’m not sure if it’s as fluid as
the others. Probably not…