For those who wanted a shonen-ai version of Dragon's Silence, this is
a rewrite of both tears and silence.
I apologize for the long delay. But you see, I needed a plot to tie
this in to. So, I had to write another shonen-ai fic. Turned out
writing a couple. In any case, it's finally here. This one can be tied
into `Pokemon Special' or `Mirror my Reflection'. ^-^ More shonen-ai
goodness!

Warnings: SHONEN-AI Championshipping (Ash/Lance), plus semi one-sided
AAMRN
Ages: 17 for Ash, 21 for Lance
Notes: <> for telepathy, ** for thoughts, italics for pokemon
chattering like little birdies.
If the title in Spanish makes no sense, I apologize for butchering the
language.
ALTERNATE UNIVERSE obviously. I'm assuming Ash went into training
after the Orange League to better himself.
WARNING: Insanity later on in the fic. This is a one-shot

Title: Lagrimas y Silencia del Dragon
Chapter 1: Gift or Curse

Ash stared at the packed dirt of the stadium floor in front of him.
At last, his trials and tribulations were over. His goal was within reach.
It was so close…
Misty and Brock cheered from the stands.
He stared across the arena and met startling golden eyes. The Dragon
Master, the last one who stood between him and his dream.
Lance was watching him, waiting for him to make the first move.
Ash smiled. "Aerodactyl, go!"
The fossil dragon soared out, encountering Lance's Gyarados. A Hydro
Pump quickly downed his own dragon.
Lance continued to watch, not saying a word.

Ash quickly threw out Venusaur with an order for Leech Seed, tying up
Gyarados, but not before an Ice Beam from the same serpent downed
Venusaur. Poor girl. 

"You think Ash will be okay?" Brock asked.
"I hope so… Gyarados is Lance's weakest pokemon!"

Gyarados was still conscious, as Ash's Charizard attacked. Hyper beam
and Fire Blast collided, and the dragon finally fell.
With a flick of his wrist, Lance recalled it and switched for a
Dragonair. Roaring with claws extended for a Slash move, Charizard
pounced.
He was too slow.
Dragonair evaded and then shot Thunderwave over the area, freezing up
Charizard's motions.
Check.
That and Surf combined with Bubblebeam forced the fire type back into
its poke ball. Lance continued to look at Ash with that unnerving stare.
Blastoise's Blizzard took Dragonair down though.

A second Dragonair was dispatched, and also defeated. However, Lance
looked not at all worried.
"Ptera…"
Lance's own Aerodactyl now joined the battle. Ouch, that rockslide
must have hurt. In any case, Blastoise also vanished.
Leaving… Pikachu.
The electric mouse leaped at aerodactyl, spitting electric death. His
cheeks sparked angrily, intending to take the other pokemon down.
However, Aerodactyl was fast, very fast… surprisingly ever speedier
than the speed-based Pikachu. An Earthquake quickly stopped that match.
Lance waited as Ash tossed out his last pokemon. There was a
collective gasp as it was revealed.
It was an Articuno.

The last two matches sealed the fate of two, as Ash became Pokemon
League Champion.
And of course, with that revelation came the necessary clause. He
proposed to Misty Waterflower.
She accepted, of course. The flash bulbs clicked and printers whirred
as the news spread over the continent.
It set the stage for the disaster that was to come.

Lance had vanished after the awards ceremony. It was nothing out of
the ordinary, the Dragon Master's love for privacy was well known.
Still, Claire wasn't sure if her brother was all right.
She worried about him.
Lance had shown her memories from his past, and it involved Ash
Ketchum to a great deal.
Destroying that connection in this life might have severe
repercussions. It wasn't only her brother's mental state at stake.
It could be the entire world.

"I guess part of it depends on if Misty can make him happy…" Claire
mused. "Power in the wrong hands is always dangerous."
Her Dragonair nodded.
"Well, we should head back to Dragon's Den."
Claire climbed on and she flew off into the night sky.

Elsewhere…
"Of course I'm not angry." Lance said in a calm tone. "After all, I'm
only here to protect him."
Master, stop that. Dragonair said.
"It's true." Lance smiled crookedly. "And I can protect him much
better if he's not fixated on me."
Aerodactyl and Gyarados exchanged looks.
This hadn't happened before, but they could tell the future.
It didn't look very pretty at the moment.

< I hope Master is all right… >
< He doesn't sound that way to me. > Gyarados replied.
< You don't think he's mad? >
< Impossible! >
< He's probably just dealing with this stress in a different way. >
Dragonite told the two.
< Maybe. >
They did not sound convinced.


Lance stared at his reflection as he brushed out his long red hair,
taking special care with the silver and gold streaks in it. "Now, what
method should I use?"
On the desk next to him rested a necklace, a clear gem with a pair of
silver dragon's wings flanking it.
"That would work, of course." Lance said, putting his fingers on it
briefly. "Yes…I'd be able to protect him without anyone knowing…"
Master?
"I'm fine, Kairyuu." Lance said. 
He did sound fine, but…
Dragonite decided to keep an eye on his master. Just in case.
He did not want a snapped Dragon Master on his hands to explain to
Lugia. Oh no, not at all.


"Oh Ash…" Misty whispered. "I can't believe this is finally happening."
"Me neither." Ash said.
They shared a passionate kiss.
It wasn't too hard to figure out what happened afterwards.

The day after…
< Chosen. >
Lance's eyes glazed over, feeling the call from Lugia. < Yes. >
Lugia sounded sorrowful more than anything else. < What happened? >
< What do you mean? >
< I mean the fact that Ash slept with Misty Waterflower. > Lugia said
sternly. < The Pidgey brought news this morning. How could you let
that happen? >
< I can't control his heart. > Lance said simply. < You know that. >
< Yes, but-. > Lugia's frustration jangled along the psychic link. <
Don't you love him? >
An angry blue blazed in Lance's eyes. < Of course I love him! But
what can I do about it if he loves another? >
Windows began to shatter in the plateau.

< Calm yourself, my Chosen. I am not accusing you. >
< Your tone states otherwise. >
< I apologize. I am simply distracted by the destruction we may face. >
< I see. > Lance said, slowly cooling down himself.
< Therefore, I want you to keep an eye on him again. >
< Yes, Lugia. I will protect the child of light. >
< That is all I ask. >
Lugia cut talks then.

Every window was broken by the time Lance's rage subsided. It was
lucky no one knew he had caused it.
As it were, builders had to be engaged to fix the mess.

The Dragon Master sat on the roof, dangling his legs over the edge as
he listened to Ash and Misty engaged in a passionate bout of love
making just inside the entrance to the Plateau.
A twisted parody of a smile graced his features as he waited for the
inevitable shock.
It was not long in coming. He had waited a week, and now, the time
had come.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Ash backed away from Misty, a horrified look on his face.
"Y-y-you're a!"
Misty cackled. "Yes, what did you think?" She asked. "Why would
anyone waste time with a useless fool like you."
Ash fled.

Lance found him red-eyed and shaky the next morning.
"It didn't go well with Misty?" He asked deliberately.
Ash trembled, turning pale. "N-no…"
"So you broke up?"
Ash opened his mouth, but nothing came out. His eyes glanced from
side to side, panicked, as Misty walked in the door.
"Hello Ash." She purred enticingly.
Ash screamed.

"What is going on here?" Lance asked.
"Stay away from me!" Ash said, hiding behind Lance. "Don't come any
closer!"
"That's not going to save you." Misty said, her form melting and
reforming, claws stretched out as she jumped.
Ash closed his eyes. * Just kill me and be done with it! Stop toying
with me! *
There was a resounding *clang*.

Ash tentatively snuck a peek. Misty had been flung into the wall,
from where she was extricating herself, hissing madly.
Lance's eyes gleamed bluely as another bolt of power flung her away.
"Stay away from the Child of Light, demon." He said.
"He invited me in…" Misty purred. "I hold claim over him now."
"Do you?"
"You think you can defeat me?" Misty taunted. "As if!"
Lance focused his power, the Blade of Ice appearing in his hands. "Of
course. As Dragon Master I have special powers to take care of fiends
like you."
In one quick stroke, Misty's head was gone and her body followed,
turning to fine cream-colored dust.
Lance turned to a still-shaking Ash and picked him up. "Don't' worry,
Child of Light. I'd never hurt you."
Ash simply cried while Lance held him. Terror and wonder mingled
together, and his mind refused to think on it. It had to protect
itself some other way.

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