Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.
Author's Notes: I just love this pairing so much, and this annoying plot bunny started gnawing at my brain, until I finally just had to write it! It's about their developing relationship over their years together. Damn plot bunnies. :P Also, be reminded, this does not go in accordance to the game, but does take place within the game-verse. It also alternates POVs between both Lyra and Lance. Also, I want to thank Tanya Adams 64, who inspired me to write my own Lance and Lyra story after reading her excellent ones.
Summary: Lance and Lyra, over the years.
Pairing(s): Lance/Lyra (TrickyShipping), one-sided Lance/Cynthia, one-sided Lyra/Eusine
Chapter 1 - I'll be Better than Him!
Lyra - 10 Years Old
Everyone was crowding around April Wynn, and I couldn't understand as to why. All I knew was that she was waving around something of extreme interest, especially to the girls of my fifth grade class, and that I wanted to see what it was. Pushing my way through the hoards of 10 year olds, I finally managed to make it to the front of the mass of people and I saw what it was that she was holding. It was a piece of paper with a picture of the young Johto and Kanto champion Lance, with some scribble on the bottom of it.
"Yes, that is right, folks, I, April Wynn, have the great champion, Lance's, autograph!" April boasted out loudly. I rolled my eyes at her. Oh, what April would do for attention. She then noticed me, and gave me a conceited little snort of a laugh. I glared and stuck my tongue out. Let's just say we had a less than stellar relationship.
"Oh, hi, Lyra. How mature of you," she smirked when she saw me look at the paper again. "Come to see my very legit autograph of Lance's? It's my sister's, but whatever. I still technically own it."
"No," I scoffed, crossing my arms in my defence. "It's stupid. It's just Lance. He's nothing special." I waved my hand dismissively at my mentioning of his name. If you hadn't already figured it out, I wasn't that big of a fan of Lance as my other classmates were.
April's mouth dropped open. "Just Lance? What are you, brain dead? Lance is the cutest and most dreamy champion ever. Besides, he's a better trainer than you'll ever turn out to be." And with her point against me made, she turned around and bounced off prissily, people following her in small groups.
I grumbled something incoherent, before stalking off myself. I'd show her. No, I'd show him. I would become the best trainer anyone from around here had ever seen. I would beat him, and I would become the new champion… as soon as my mother allowed me to go off all by myself.
End of Chapter 1!
Author's Notes: Lyra dun like the Lance!
'Til Next Time!
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