Welcome! This is a short story series involving Lance and Satoko. Before you get to reading, let me clear some things up.

Satoko is Leaf; the female player from the Pokémon FireRed/LeafGreen games. I call her that because (I'm a Higurashi no Naku KoroNi fan -insert coughing- ) if you look her up on Bulbapedia, one of the optional Japanese names for her is "Satoko" and I personally love that name.

Because I'm apparently the only one who supports the Lance/Leaf couple, there is no set shipping name for them. So, I came up with a name for it. ForbiddenShipping. (Because I have Lance eight years older than Satoko.)

I do not own Lance, Leaf, or Pokémon. I just own the story idea/plot. This also isn't undergoing Rin's special editing process, so please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes.

10/14/10 リン雨

A shot sounded out over the land. Her hands gripped my jacket, taking in a sharp breath while doing so. The bullet had passed through her side, lodging itself into mine. Blood began to flow from our bodies, running down our legs to the trampled grass at our feet.

"Lance," she started. I could hear the catch in her voice; she was trying not to cry.

"Satoko," her name escaped my lips. The pain from the bullet flared through my body. I wonder if it was doing the same for her.

"I'm sorry, Lance," her voice was high. Her tears started to dampen my shirt. "I'm so sorry."

I could feel her body trembling as I wrapped my arms around her. "No, I'm sorry, Satoko," I whispered. "I was a fool; a damn fool."

Another shot sounded, this one going through her left shoulder and into my chest. I choked, blood beginning to drip from my mouth. I hugged her tighter, coughing blood onto her shoulder. "I'm sorry I dragged you into this."

Satoko shook her head. "I-I don't want to die. Not now."

Pain started to numb my body and it hurt as I pressed my lips to hers. I'd never fallen in love until Satoko, this was my first kiss. "Me, neither, sweetheart," I whispered. Satoko is still young, only fifteen; she had such a bright future. I screwed up my life, and at twenty-three I didn't know I could fix it.

Until now. But now it's too late.

"I love you, Lance," she whispered just before a third shot sounded. This one went through her neck, penetrating my chest to stop my heart. I couldn't tell her how I felt.

It wasn't long after the shot that took down Lance did the final shot hit Satoko. The two of them fell to the ground, covered in each other's blood. Both of them dead.

Whitney, Goldenrod's Gym Leader who had been in the fight and watching from only a few feet away, stepped closer. "This shouldn't have happened, not to those two," she said in a flat tone. "Lance made poor decisions, he deserved to die. But not Satoko; she was killed for the mere fact that she loved him."

They were buried together on that mountain. A rock placed over their grave with their names carved into it.

I hope you enjoyed. Reviews would be nice.

Until next time, nakamatachi.

~RS