Pokemon Fan Fiction ❯ Dragon's Series ❯ In which we find some stuff about Lance ( Chapter 3 )

Part 3! Shadow's on a roll here!

Disclaimer: Nintendo owns pokemon. So do Game FREAK, 4Kids, and Shogakukan comics. I can safely say that Shogakukan would probably be pretty freaked out if they found out about this fic.

Note: <> is telepathy, ** is thoughts, and this is translated poke speech. And about Lance… he's just really mature for his age. Hey, he IS fifteen! I'm mature!

Pairings: Championshippy. If you don't know what this is… fine, I'll tell you. (Ash/Lance pairing.)

Ranma - Hehehe, glad you like it! *smiles*

Tmp - you'll have to wait a while to find out what happened to Ash to change him back into a 10 year-old…

Part 2: In which we find out some stuff about Lance

Ash woke up. For a second, he thought he was back in his room at home. But as he looked around, he saw that he was in the cave where Lance had brought him last night. Ash yawned. He was so tired!

After a long struggle, Ash managed to get out of bed. He walked over to the bathroom and took care of business. When he came out though, he was startled to notice that Lance had disappeared.

"Where did he go?" Ash wondered. "Did he leave me here all by myself?" Feeling frightened, Ash released Poliwag. "What if Team Rocket or a wild pokemon got him?"

Don't worry! You saw how Lance took care of those bad guys yesterday! Poliwag said cheerfully. He'll be fine!

"I hope so." Ash said.

Poliwag shrugged. Well, I don't think he's in trouble.

Ash resigned himself to waiting until Lance came back. He didn't want to try and cook, because he might accidentally burn down Lance's cave…

Now let's see what Lance has been doing…

"Dragonair, use Bubblebeam!" Lance said. Dragonair's Bubblebeam plowed into Josh's Ninetails. Josh sighed.

"I can't believe I lost again!"

"You'd better believe it." Lance said. "Now pay up." Josh grumbled, but handed Lance several folded thousand dollar bills and stomped off.

Lance smirked. Then, he started walking away.

Josh couldn't believe he had lost again! Why couldn't his grandfather afford to buy him better pokemon, if he was so rich?

"I'm not going to admit defeat!" Josh cried. "Marowak, use Bone Club on him!"

Lance blurred and teleported out of the way. "Dragonair, Thunder Wave." He said coldly. Josh screamed as pain ripped through his body.

"Fool." Lance said. Joshua fell to the ground paralyzed and near death.

Lance bent over Joshua and took his wallet. "Your loss." He said coldly. Joshua twitched slightly, before his eyes closed forever. The Marowak scampered off into the bushes, frightened.

Lance shrugged. "Well, we made $67,000." He told Dragonair, who preened proudly.

You're really good at this, aren't you? Dragonair asked.

"Well, it's not too hard to hunt down rich hotshot trainers and defeat them. It pays well." Lance said. "How else do you think I pay for my equipment and stuff?"

Dragonair nodded.

Lance looked at his watch. "Well, we'd better be getting back. Let's Fly." Lance climbed onto Dragonair's head, and they flew back towards the cave.

Ash was playing Solitaire on Lance's computer.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Lance asked.

Ash shrugged.

"Don't tell me you're not hungry again." Lance said. He started making scrambled eggs. Dragonair helped by putting toast in the toaster. Ash finally relented and ate half a slice of bread and two servings of scrambled eggs.

"Do you want to train with me today?"

Ash shook his head. "I don't feel good."

"Do you have any external injuries you didn't tell me about when I brought you here?" Lance questioned.

"Um, well, I think I might have sprained my ankle…"

Lance sweatdropped. "And why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want to bother you."

Lance shook his head. "Tell me when you're done eating and I'll take a look at it." Ash nodded quietly and finished eating. When he was done, he went to brush his teeth. Lance shrugged and waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Half an hour later…

"Ash, what's going on in there?"

No reply.

Lance groaned. "Let me guess." He went over and opened the door. Ash was lying face up in a pool of water.

Lance sighed, bent over Ash, and started giving him CPR. After a few seconds, Ash started coughing, so Lance moved out of the way and pounded him on the back.

Ash's eyes opened. "What happened?"

"You tried to kill yourself." Lance said. The emotionless mask settled over his features and he continued in a monotone.

"But it's all my fault! It's all my fault!" Ash said, bursting into tears.

Lance slapped him.

Ash pulled back, shocked. "It's not your fault. You saw those rockets. There was no way you could have defeated them. So quit blaming yourself, its not helping your mom any and its certainly not helping you either."

Ash looked startled, but accepted the older teen's reasoning.

"Now go outside and lie on the couch. I'll be out in a second." Lance said. Ash obediently went, trying to hide his limp. Lance sighed. * That kid… *

Lance sent out his Tentacruel to clean up the spilled water, before he went outside.

Ash was sitting on the couch, waiting.

Lance sat down next to him. "Close your eyes."

"What?" Ash asked, perplexed. "Why?"

"Because this is a very delicate process and you need to concentrate. Now think about getting better…" Lance said.

Ash blinked, but did as Lance had told him.

"Good." Lance leaned over Ash and pressed his lips against his. Pale blue light traveled from his body into Ash's. After a few seconds, Lance pulled away.

(No, you hentai people, that was NOT a kiss! It's known as chi transference! Think Fushigi Yuugi. The championshippy is not coming into effect until Ash is 14 or older!)

To his shock, when Ash opened his eyes again, he found out that his ankle was completely healed.

"Wow! How did you do that?"

"Natural talent. Plus, you have a strong will so the chi transfer worked better." Lance said, leaning against the fluffy couch pillows. He felt slightly light-headed, but at least Ash should be better now. * Why do I care so much about this kid? There's something special about him…*

Ash sat quietly and read a book for a while before he tentatively told Lance that he wouldn't mind training that much.

"Good. First, you should probably catch some more pokemon. Do you have any others except Poliwag?"

Ash shook his head.

"Well, there are plenty of pokemon around here. You just need to know where to look. Follow me." Lance led Ash out of the cave and into the grassy plains nearby.

"First, you do know how to catch pokemon, right?"

"You weaken them first and then you throw the poke ball!" Ash said happily, glad to be of use.

"Good. Why don't you try using your Poliwag against some of the wild pokemon around here?" Lance suggested. "I'll help you chase some out if you want?"

"Thank you." Ash said.

Lance shrugged. "We might as well be on fairly even footing. Horsea, I choose you! Use water gun to chase out some wild pokemon!"

Horsea popped out and started doing so. Soon, several Pidgey and Spearow appeared.

"Go ahead." Lance said.

"Okay! Poliwag, use Water gun!" Ash said. Poliwag attacked the nearest pokemon, which was a Spearow. The Spearow became angry and started trying to peck the poor tadpole.

"Um, use Tail Slap!" Ash said. Poliwag waited until the Spearow was really close, before slapping it hard with its tail.

"Great! Now use Hypnosis!" The sleep inducing waves drifted towards the Spearow, which fell asleep, snoring.

Lance handed Ash a poke ball. "Here you go."

"Poke ball, go!" Ash cried. The poke ball sucked in the Spearow easily.

"Yay!" Ash said happily. "I caught Spearow!"

"Good job." Lance said. "Now, I'll test your ability. Train by yourself today, I'll check your progress tonight."

"Okay!" Ash said. He turned to Spearow and Poliwag. "Let's go!"

"Just a second, Ash. You have to heal your pokemon, remember?"

Ash handed over his pokemon. Lance glowed for a few seconds, before handing back the healed pokemon.

"Thanks!" Ash said. He ran off to train.

A little snippet from Lance's POV, since this story is from 3rd person POV. Confused? Don't be.

I sighed and patted Horsea on the head. "Was I even that immature?"

< I don't think so. >

"I don't think so either. Of course, considering the fact that I ran away from home because my parents were overprotective freaks, and had to cross-dress and act like a boy so they wouldn't know it was me, I guess that would help."

< Girls mature faster. And they didn't recognize you because you spiked your hair and weren't in one of those frilly dresses they always made you wear, to try and turn you into a proper little lady. You were going around in the clothes that a boy trainer would wear. >

"Well, it's a good thing I'm not 'maturing' yet. I'm flat-chested enough to pass as a boy, and I intend for it to stay that way."

< Why? >

"It just feels right, Horsea."

< Whatever you say… >

End part 2!

Flames will be used as attack weapons against mean reviewers! *Cackles* On Another note, Lance will be referred to as a boy because that's what Ash thinks she is.