Ash's POV fic, let's try
DISCLAIMER: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This is
non-profit fanwork.
Warnings: Shonen-ai, Championshipping (Ash x Lance), possible
insanity, major character death… perhaps one-sided AAMRN too, slight
Brock bashing…
Notes: Stream of Consciousness-style, blame James Joyce. I have way
too much `Portrait of the artist as a young man' on my brain.
Title: Protect Me
I suppose I should have expected something like this to happen. And
as I looked around at the circle of horrified faces, it wasn't as bad
as it could have been.
Of course, I expect it wasn't a very pretty picture to see. Let's
see, where were we? Lance-chan had just finished kissing me senseless
and I was completely ready to get on with it, when that strange
thunderbolt came out of nowhere and broke the window.
Obviously that caused everyone to run in.
We were still fully clothed, and it would have been completely
innocent if we hadn't been… well… cuddling.
There is nothing wrong with cuddling!
Anyways, Misty is crying her eyes out, and Brock is shocked,
wondering why a fine specimen of the male species *cough* is not
interested in some busty blonde girl, and Mom just looks sad, while
Pikachu is somewhat… guilty?
That Thunderbolt had to come from somewhere. Matte, it's my life!
But since they want an explanation now, even though I'm seventeen and
perfectly capable of taking care of myself, I guess they'll get one.
Hmm…. It probably started sometime after Johto. I mean, I had
finished that league and was at home, thinking about the adventures.
How could I forget the time I tried to help that Red Gyarados and it
nearly _killed_ me?
Anyway, my mind had been wandering, so then I began to think about
him. Since he did save me from Gyarados, it was a perfectly natural
thought progression.
That probably caused the trouble, because that was when I started to
blush. Since that bodysuit really didn't leave much to the
imagination, and he looked pretty damn hot in it. And he held me when
I was hurt!
Misty looks incredulous, and so does Brock.
But if you think about it logically, if Lorelei saved Misty, or if
Bruno saved Brock, they would be spouting stars and love poetry too, ne?
I mean, Lance was my hero. Don't forget that.
And now Misty is blushing and looking away, and Brock looks at me and
asks how simple musing led to us being in bed together.
I'm getting to that, don't rush things, Brock!
Anyway, do you remember how after Johto I went off training by myself
for two years and then took Indigo League Championship last year.
Mom nods, and says to go on, assuming I'll get to the meat of the
story now. So I tell her about being lonely up on Mount Silver, and
Lance dropping in for a visit one day, to see how I was getting on.
Or, maybe he was doing his own training. But I didn't care. It was
nice to see him, and Dragonite too.
It probably was the training deal, since Mount Silver has the
strongest pokemon in Johto, but I'm getting off topic. I preferred the
former explanation just the same.
And this was only a month or two into my self-imposed isolation, and
yes, I wanted human company. Plus, I admired Lance-chan. You know that.
So I devised a plan for him to stay with me. Oh, don't give me that
incredulous look! If I can think of strange and bizarre pokemon battle
strategy, then I can find out how to do that too! And I like getting
what I want.
Anyways, when he offered to take me flying on Kairyuu, I accepted,
and then while we were landing, I let go of him and fell off.
Pretended the altitude had gotten to me, and it worked!
He ran over to me, I was faking a faint, and I was the happiest
person when he said I had broken a leg.
Now, one thing I like about Lance-chan is how he has honor. Yes,
honor. He thought it was his fault since I fell, so he stayed with me
until I got better. That was the happiest seven-and-a-half weeks of my
life.
I told him I was scared of going back home, and that I was trying to
learn independence, which he kind of understood, so he patched me up
and helped me with life. And with a broken leg, that was a lot. I got
to touch him too, during that time. Hey! Misty, quit turning green! It
wasn't like I was jumping him! But I really liked all the cute food he
made for me… and he helped me take baths… well come on, I had a broken
leg and couldn't shower or anything!
And we were out in the wilderness. Imagine camping under those
circumstances, kay?
Plus, I could lean on him and cling without attraction suspicion or
attention. I mean, it was just the two of us, and our pokemon out
there on our own. You have no idea what the media thinks of, and the
privacy was good.
So it worked out nicely. I was _so_ happy during that time, it scares
me to think about it now.
Brock, wouldn't you break an arm to have a beautiful girl fall in
love with you? Of course you would, right?
See, I knew you'd see it my way. So I was manipulative, but I wanted
his heart. And if I had to play hardball to get it, so be it.
And Misty, if you broke a leg but in return married the handsome man
of your dreams, it would only be a small sacrifice, hmm?
Oh, quit blushing, you know its true. And these things do heal. My
leg's fine, mom, don't worry.
Anyways, Lance made really yummy snacks. I know its not exactly like
your cooking mom, but I didn't starve, don't worry. I ate three meals
a day.
Ne, Lance-chan, it's true!
It was nice, having him all to myself. It was funny, though. Pikachu
saw him holding me once; and thought he was attacking me, how funny!
Pikachu, you still don't like Lance, do you? I know, you don't have
to lie to me.
You're the only one who sees the dark, you know. You see what he's
done. You see the blood on his hands.
I don't deny it, but I still love him. So quit trying to fry him!
Now where was I?
Oh, I'll get into the detail on darkness later. And don't worry, mom,
he's not like some crazy axe-murderer.
I mean, I wouldn't love that crazily!
What do you mean by I hope, Misty? I'm insulted!
And now Lance-chan is glaring at Misty and he's reaching for Lugia's
poke ball but I'm giving him a look and he shakes his head and motions
for me to go on.
Don't worry, Lance-chan, I still love you!
Aw… that's so sweet…
Brock, he's only _holding_ me, nothing else.
Well, um… I was almost completely healed when I asked Lance-chan if
he would stay with me.
He was surprised, well… maybe not so much. I had been discreetly
flirting. Or at least I thought it was discreet!
Anyways, I wound up my courage and kissed him.
Misty, shut up! It was nice!
Lance-chan is sweet, you know? Cold, like ice… oh, you don't want to
hear my romantic descriptions. All right then.
Yes, Brock, there is a wastebasket over there you can use if you want
to hurl. I didn't expect any of you to take this calmly anyways.
That's why I kept it a secret.
Ne! No tickling, Lance-chan! I'm trying to tell my story here!
And I know I'm cute… oh!
Well, I was shocked when he kissed me back.
He kept calling me `pretty little one'. But I didn't mind, didn't
mind at all.
No, mom, we did not sleep together. The most we did was cuddle. And
no, I was not sleeping with him when I fought the Elite Four.
WHAT? Misty, now I'm really insulted! You think I beat the Elite Four
because I slept around? I-I'll-!
But Lance-chan, she!
Oh well, that's not so important then. After all, we both know the
truth, and so do the rest of the Elite…
Yes, that was a kiss. Brock, you baka, considering how many girls
you've gone out with, can't you accept love?
No? Pity. Well, now that I knew Lance-chan loved me, I wanted to
impress him. So he stayed with me for another month before going back
to the Plateau.
And I, I simply trained my hardest, and waited.
I was not going to lose in Indigo again. That would be too shameful.
It wound up taking almost an extra year, but… I think it was worth it.
To see that light in his golden eyes when I finally defeated him and
became champion…
I cannot believe that I won.
Yes, it's still kind of foggy, but its so pretty, victory?
Wait, you want to hear about darkness now? All right, but I don't
think Misty will like it.
Hey, stop trying to mallet me! Good thing I am faster now. How did you
like Raikou's Thunderwave attack.
Yes, that is Raikou you are staring at, the legendary beast, remember?
Isn't he pretty?
I found him after I accepted guardianship.
Lance-chan did say I was in danger from him, but…
He just didn't say what kind of danger.
Well… um… it's a long story, mom, but I'll try to start at the
beginning. Do you believe in reincarnation?
You do? Good, this will be a lot simpler. Apparently, Lance and I
have been together for centuries, lifetimes upon lifetimes. It's our
destiny to be together, and not some cheap joke.
Brock thinks its funny. Well, it isn't! I'm telling nothing but the
truth! You don't want to believe me? Fine.
So, let me start. It all has to do with the guardians who keep the
balance between timelines.
And… I should have known! I'll finish the story later!
Misty, get away from him!
Yes, I will kill you if you try to hurt Lance-chan! How dare you, Ice
suffers enough from Thunder's manipulation without the Demon attacking!
You think I'm kidding? That's very funny. Too bad, I have to kill you
now, MissingNo.
Jump, dodge, I'm still faster, see? I've gotten better but you
haven't, and now it pays off.
And the light traps you, right?
Of course! I'm not scared to use my Starlight power anymore. Oh, that
ice might have hurt, if it actually hit…
But it didn't, and now I'm using the Heaven's Fury I borrowed from
aneki, and that is wonderful. So many pretty killing lights…
And Lance-chan just smiles at me while he watches. But he's happy I'm
doing my duty.
Yes, I can win! See? The elemental vortex is your resting place. And
you can't break it from the inside.
Sayonara, Misty!
And now mom has fainted, and so has Brock. I think this could cause a
serious problem.
Maybe telling them was a bad idea.
But I wanted to give Misty another chance, like Lance-chan told me
before. And if she's really herself, and possessed, then she'll leave
the vortex soon enough while Missingno stays trapped.
Nani? Lance-chan, you want us to erase their memory? Honto Ni? Unless…
I see… Serebii could be dangerous.
I can't let them be hurt too.
Too many people are already hurt for my sake.
Well, we have no Fire for protection; she is already dead. It's just
us two left against the world.
Let me have the Scales? It will only take a minute?
And you smile and Destiny and Fate rests in my hands.
I know this might hurt more, but… it will help. The future waits for us.
Yes… both of their lives balanced negatively against power, and it's
a loss. I have to accept it. But even if everyone else leaves me, I'll
always have you.
You'll protect me forever, right?
Of course you will! And now you're kissing me again, and calling me a
child of light and shadows again.
I don't care if you're dark! You're my dark angel, always there to
protect me. You'll kill the world for my sake, see?
And you're so cold and sweet and warm and pretty like darkness
glowing light…
And now you're laughing and kissing me again, but it's so cold, and I
can't help but hold you.
Because we're each only half of a puzzle, and won't be complete
without the other.
It's so pretty, isn't it?
Yes… Lance-chan, I love you, you know that right?
You're smiling at me again, so happy… don't be sad, Lance-chan. We'll
win this. After all, love is on our side.
I think you find that funny, but you shake your head and hold me just
the same.
And its eternity…
Because you'll protect me forever, you'll never leave me.
It's true isn't it? Of course it is! And you don't say a word but
your presence is enough to reassure me.
And the stars are shining so pretty tonight, and Pikachu is crying,
because he, stupid mouse, thought I should love Misty.
Love a demon? Very funny, baka rodent.
I may count on him as a battler, but he is so deluded in the
emotional field. I always liked Pidgeot though, good girl…
So now my pokemon are getting ready for bed, and so are we, and we're
alone… because we're the Chosen.
And you know what, I don't really care, because you are just too
kawaii to be anyone else's.
You found that kawaii too, but you kiss me just the same.
And it's warm.
End Fic
Hm… Phantomness will never again write a fic after studying Spanish
for six hours and then ingesting very sugar-laden chocolate. This
could very well be the end result.
Ja ne! Review please! *Bows*
Does this count as a fluff ficlet? Ah well, it was fun to write. Cya
later!
This is a one-shot!
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