Yes, it is another chapter… hopefully the last!

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Ash and Lance are not genetically related. So it’s only pseudo-incest *cough*!
Chapter 13

 

            “So….” Ash spoke, the next morning at the breakfast table, feeling a tad uncomfortable, “Your blood is poisonous?”

            “Close enough.” At least technicalities served no open ground for emotion, and that was good…

            “I’m glad she destroyed the machine though.”

            Lance nodded. Now he would not have to worry about being controlled again. Yes, that was quite a bright prospect…

            “What now, aniki?”

            “Father didn’t send us on any missions yet, so I suppose our time is our own.” Lance commented, as he began clearing the table.

            “I see…”

            “Was there something you wanted?”

            “Er… not really.”

            “Then I suppose I’ll see you around.” Lane got up.

 

            “You’re leaving?”

            “No, of course not. I am simply popping down to the store to get some things…” He cast a puzzled glance at Ash. “We’re out of eggs and milk.”

            “Oh!”

            “I’ll be back soon.” And with that, Lance had teleported out. Ash sighed.

            Do I really have feelings for him? And if so, won’t he find it kind of strange, if he doesn’t just reject me straight out? I’m so confused…

            He’s like my older brother so if I like him that way…

            People would not approve.

 

            Then again, who would know, and who would care? They were Team Rocket after all, supposedly capable of every evil under the sun. Yet…

            Sometimes, he thought the others who were so-called ‘good organizations’ were worse. Like the furrier company that killed baby Seel, or the fishing companies that sold dragons as food…

            No wonder Lance had been angry!

            Lance was very proud of his dragons – Dragonair, and Aerodactyl, and Gyarados… and the thought of people eating dragon pokemon…

            Ash felt ill and quickly banished the thought before he lost his appetite.

 

            His purchases made, Lance returned to their suite. It was rather kind of Giovanni to allow them time off, as if he knew what had happened… but then again, Giovanni had every inch of the place bugged, so he probably already knew.

            He yawned as he began untangling his hair. He hadn’t bothered to brush it last night…

 

            Gold sparkled amidst the crimson strands, a few hints of silver-grey mixed in. of course, in such a lifestyle, who could stay pure?

            Ash, however… he never saw what happened, never saw the tears, never saw the repercussions, so he stayed safe. That was good.

            For some reason, he wanted Ash to stay innocent. It was selfish, but he liked their arrangement now, and if Ash grew up, it could destroy their relationship.

            Children were so cute…

 

            He was tired. He didn’t know why, but he felt awfully tired. It couldn’t be blood loss… and Lance had gotten rid of the poison…

            He rubbed the inside of his wrist absentmindedly as he watched Lance fight with his hair. Lance had pretty hair.

            So maybe he was attracted to his aniki, but…! Well, they weren’t genetically related, but still, it would be strange, right?

            Still, aniki was very pretty… and nice and powerful…

 

            He finally got the last of the knots out as he sighed. Vain, perhaps, but he was tired, so tired…

            Golden eyes met crimson – Ash had forgotten to put his contacts in, and smiled.

           

            It wasn’t really anything special, but he felt his cheeks heating up just the same. Would it be too much to hope that Lance felt the same way?

           

            No, Ash would never in a million years harbor these feelings… right?

 

            He was rapidly approaching tomato stage, as he finally lost the battle of wills and blurted out, “I think I’m in love with you!”

 

            Eyes widened, gold light gleaming from them as he stared. “I… did you just say what I think you said?”

 

            Wha? Lance wasn’t running away yet? Well, it couldn’t hurt. He mumbled a yes… and then gasped as he felt warmth around him…

 

            He pulled the younger boy into his arms as he held him, not wanting to let go. “Thank you…”

 

            “What did you say?”

 

            “I love you too…”

 

            Ash blushed, and said nothing.

 

END FIC

Yep, I know it’s probably a bad place to end it. Ah well. I’m tired

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Ash: Crazy authoress…

Completed 5/16/05

Yay, only 1 final left!