Yes, I know, I have so many fics on hold that it is scary and I really should be working on Ikiryoh but inspiration never strikes the same way twice. It’s like lightning… or something.

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: SHOUJO-AI Championshipping (Lance x Red). Yep, they’re both girls, though they will be referred to, as ‘he’ should people not be able to tell their true genders!

Title: Tsunami

Chapter 1

 

            “This is not my day.” Misty groused as she raced through the shopping center, chasing after a yellow-furred blob that for a dumb little duck could run surprisingly quickly. That stupid Psyduck had eaten the Carbos she had bought to toughen up her baby Horsea and was now racing through the mall like a duck on speed, which really wasn’t too far off.

            She accidentally bowled someone over before she realized it.

            “Oh! I’m sorry.” Misty said, before she met amused golden eyes beneath a fringe of dark red hair. Her mind blared her ‘hot guy alert’ as she colored.

            “Do not worry. That is your psyduck you are chasing, I assume?”

            “Y-Yes.” Misty bushed.

            “Well then, I don’t think it will be running for much longer.” He said, as he steadied her on her feet. As if on cue, a Pikachu jumped from out of nowhere and hit Psyduck with a Thunderwave attack. The duck obligingly stopped.

            A boy dressed in a red-and-white jacket and jeans with a baseball cap over his messy black hair grinned. “Got you!” He crowed triumphantly.

            “Excellent work, Red.” The other said, as he let go of Misty. He was dressed in a black bodysuit, a red jacket, with a black cape floating behind him. “Shall we?”

            “Yes, I’m ready.”

            “Hakuryuu…”

            A Dragonair was released, and both of them climbed on. Misty watched them leave and blushed. What a cute… couple?

            She sighed as she recalled her stupid Psyduck and continued onwards. She would probably never see them again, anyways.

 

            “You’re very quiet, Lance, is something wrong?” Red asked. Lance was frowning, her fingers twitching in a series of seals, to attack or to destroy or to kill. She caught her partner’s look and stopped.

            “Something is wrong, Red… something… that girl…”

            “What’s wrong with her? She just looked rather ditzy to me…”

            “I do not know, but when I touched her, I felt… a kind of darkness….”

            That caught Red’s attention and she froze. “You felt… darkness form her? Lance, then…”

            “We must watch her.” Lance said, as her golden eyes glittered with pain. “We must watch her…”

            Because if she falls, it will be our deaths that buy Earth’s peace…

 

            “Do you not get tired of this?” Red asked, as she took off her t-shirt and unwrapped the bandages binding her breasts flat. She sighed, wincing as her aching muscles made their demands known.

            “It is far safer this way.” Lance said calmly. She looked completely at ease in her bodysuit. Red felt more than slightly jealous – Lance was flat enough to not need binding, the lucky devil…

            Well, in any case, she had always been a tomboy, so it didn’t really matter much that she ran around in jeans and a t-shirt like a boy, instead of wearing one of those nice little jacket and skirt ensembles junior trainers favored.

            It was just that binding was irritating!

 

            Lance tossed her cape onto a chair and kicked off her white boots with a grin as she flopped onto the bed “So, Red… about her…”

            “What should we do, you mean? I’d rather not spy on her. Even if she is another girl, I’m not into it.”

            “Thank goodness, otherwise I might be jealous.” Lance smirked.

            Red laughed. “Possessive much?”

            “Of course.”

            Red left the dressing table, and climbed onto the bed as well, snuggling up next to Lance with a grin. “I’m cute!”

            “I know you are.”

            Red laughed as she kissed Lance, her hands wandering down to wind around the older trainer’s waist. “Sometimes, I hate this.”

            “You and me both.” Lance sighed, running a hand through her long hair. “No reward and much danger has always been our way of life.”

            “At least this time, I didn’t forget anything.”

            “Yes, but in exchange, we have lost almost all our powers… can you live with that? I feel so empty…”

           

            “Don’t think about that, Lance! We should be cheerful!”

            “As you will…” Red snuggled closer, and Lance laughed. “Impatient, are you?” “Only a little.” Red retorted.

            “Is it not lucky that I am not… otherwise occupied?” Lance asked, as her hands slid downwards. Red colored to match her namesake.

            “You’re so evil~!”

            “Evil? I hardly dare say such things, but thank you for your compliment.”

            Red did not reply, her mind being somewhat otherwise occupied. In any case, she seemed to have finished complaining.

            Lance laughed as she pushed Red down onto the bed. “You are so easy to distract, love.”

            Red giggled. “I’m the one doing the distracting. You’ve quit thinking about darkness, haven’t you?”

            “I must concede that point.” Lance’s eyes glittered as she kissed Red again. No more words were spoken.

 

            “I’m frightened.” Misty hugged herself as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked the same as always. Short orange hair, aqua eyes, and a scrawny frame… but if she looked the same, why did she feel different?

            She could feel claws scrabbling against the inside of her skin, trying to get out.

            She could not let it get out!

            She had a horrible feeling that something bad was going to happen…

           

End Chapter

Completed 6/23/06

I have no idea where the title came from. Been reading too much Haruka/Michiru fic, I shouldn’t wonder…

I would like to do another Sailor Moon-esque pokemon fic where Ash and Lance are the equivalent of Uranus and Neptune. It would be fun!

I guess I feel bad for Misty, so she won’t be as bitchy in this fic…