Title: Regression
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #31, Regression
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Nintendo and Shogakukan Comics. This non-profit, non-copyright infringing fanfiction belongs to me under international copyright laws and taking it is plagiarism. Thank you. *Phantomness bows*
Notes: () for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics if a pokemon talks. Special-verse
Warnings: Insanity, shonen-ai, AU, character death
Summary: Red has finally broken.
"What's wrong with him?" Yellow demanded. "What have you done to him?"
The Dragon Master smirked as he held the Champion close. "I haven't done anything to Red."
"Liar! You must have…" Yellow quit talking as she saw Red's eyes go wide at the sight of her. The Champion seemed to be visibly trembling, and Lance winced as he felt Red tighten his grip.
"I don't want… you to hurt anymore…" Red whispered.
Lance bared his fangs, as he felt his dragons whisper in his mind. "You've lost, Yellow. Leave."
He stood, supporting Red, and the Champion dreamily reached for his poke belt, releasing his pokémon. Poliwrath, Espeon, and Venusaur took up defensive positions around the trainer and the Elite Four member.
Lance smirked. "Now."
His dragons exploded out of the ground, Hakuryuu freezing Pikachu solid while Ptera slit Yellow's throat. Red watched it all without a word, and afterwards, Lance cuddled him while he smiled a child's smile.
He really did have to hand it to Yellow – her careless reactions and his almost-death had pushed the Pallet trainer over the brink of sanity into madness, but it mattered little. He kissed Red, feeling the boy's lips part beneath his, and coaxed a shy whimper as his fingers tightened.
He'd take care of his precious child now…
End Fic
Completed 12/10/06
Regression is an apparent return to a more juvenile way of thinking. It is another of Freud's defense mechanisms.