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Title: Diary Entries in Third Person: Change?
Author: Raccoon

Editor: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Championshipping (Lance x Red/Ash)
Fandom: Pokémon
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon or the characters. I don't own the quotations in my author's notes either

 

Okay, gotta admit, I've been out of ideas for Butch and Ash and reading a lot of Championshipping recently. So this one is Lance/Ash. Since no one has called me twisted or sick for this lemon series, I don't assume I am. That's it, guys. By the way this chapter also has pain. "Sex without pain is like food without taste." Sade said. Guess he was right. Are you gonna argue with a famous French author? (You can't, he's dead...) Also slight Misty-bashing and some anti-AMML. (I hate, loathe and despise May, Misty and Dawn.) I've tried hard to give it a plot.

Chapter 6: Change?

WARNINGS: Slight references to a Butch/Ash relationship but nothing serious about that.


It was 09:24 A.M. as Ash, Brock and Misty were getting closer and closer to Blackthorn City. It was a sunny and warm day and Ash was very excited that he would finally get the chance to battle a Dragon Pokémon trainer.

- I can hardly wait! - He stated.

- Me too! I really wanna meet a girl likke Clair! - Brock said as he placed both his hands on the left side of his chest, where his heart was. - She must be really special! - He said dreamily.

Ash sighed. He knew he couldn't tell Brock how he really felt, because Brock the womanizer would never understand how someone could not like girls.

- Hey Ash! Wouldn't you like to get togeether with someone? - Misty said romantically, hoping Ash would blush and say something. She really wanted to get Ash.

- No. - Ash said coldly and calmly.

- Why not?! It would be fun, Ash!

- Misty, how many times do I have to telll you? I'm not interested!

Misty sighed despondently.

When they finally made it to the gym, they found it open and they walked in. To their surprise, Clair wasn't very nice at first. She thought they were just some more untalented starters. When they explained that Ash already had seven badges, she smiled and accepted his challenge.

- I choose Pokémon first. Go Dragonair! - Clair said.

- Go Pikachu! - Ash said.

- Dragonair, Wrap!

As Dragonair used Wrap, Ash told Pikachu to use Thundershock. That made contact, and Dragonair flew a few meters backwards and landed.

- Dragonair, Hyper Beam!

- Pikachu, Thunderbolt! Quickly!

Pikachu was faster and knocked Dragonair out. Clair was happy to finally see a good trainer and handed over the badge.

- By the way, who else has already defeaated you, you beautiful and powerful young lady? - Brock complimented.

- Stop hitting on me!! - Clair shouted. - Well, there were some really strong trainers who have already defeated me ... and of course I never can beat my cousin Lance.

- Wait, Lance? Who is he? - Ash asked suuspiciously. He already knew of someone named Lance. but ... no… it couldn’t be…

- You know, Lance, the Leader of the Eliite Four.

- Lance? I have never ever heard of the Elite Four. Is Lance handsome? - Misty asked. She was just a stupid little chick.

Clair didn't say anything, although she wondered how Misty could be so boy-crazy. Brock was surprised at what a good clan Clair was from and decided to continue courting her.

- Well, he's currently spending his one month long holiday here, with my family and I. Since there are still a few weeks until the Johto League starts, why don't you stay here? You can meet him and spend some free time here. - Clair suggested. She was really kind.

 

(Author's note: Clair is one of the gym leaders I don't like but in this fanfic she's nice.)

 

Ash, Brock and Misty thought it was a really good idea and accepted it.
Two weeks passed.

There was still one week until Ash and his friends had to leave for Johto League. This day was a Wednesday and the time was 11:43 P.M. Ash was in the kitchen drinking milk when Lance came downstairs.

- You're staying up all night? - The Draagon trainer asked.

Ash shook his head. - Just can't sleep. How 'bout you?

Lance grinned. - Some work.

- That's not fair, you're on holiday noww.

- You're on holiday as well and you stilll train your Pokémon.

- True.

Ash didn't say anything else; Lance always defeated him in discussions. At least Ash had overcome behaving like an idiot when he was around Lance. Oh yeah, the first week he hadn’t done anything else. But he had known that this would happen, hadn't he? He had had a crush on Lance since he was ... well, a little kid? Of course it wasn't serious, he'd only seen him on television, but still ... And well, if we're already at crushes, there was this other topic…

- You're sad. - Lance stated.

- Huh? How do you know? - Ash blinked.

- You're forgetting that I have telepathhic powers.

Ash sighed. - Then get out of my head.

 

Lance grinned when he heard that.

< What are you sad about? You’ve got almost everything ... > Lance sent telepathically.

- None of your business! - Ash got upsett. < OUT OF MY HEAD!!! > He thought and of course Lance heard it. The Dragon Master smirked.

He did a little research on Ash's emotions which Ash really hated and finally realized the truth.
- Ash, are you truly ... getting lonely??

He expected him to shout angrily or freak out. Instead the boy hung his head, stared at the floor and sadly and quietly said, - So? What if I am?

< Why? >

- That's my business. - Ash said, but hiis tone proved that the opposite was true.

- You said you have a boyfriend ... - Laance got the point.

Ash lifted his head immediately. Yeah, that was the topic he hated to talk about. To his horror he started to shake and he had to fight very hard to prevent himself from crying.

- I have a boyfriend ... - He started sllowly. - ... But who said it or he matters?

Lance was very surprised by that, as he had never ever talked about his love life with Ash. His empath powers made him see Ash was seriously sad by now. The Dragon Pokémon trainer suddenly leaned over the table and pressed his lips against Ash's. Startled, Ash couldn't do anything. It only lasted for a few seconds ‘til he finally backed away.

- Lance ... We can't do this ... - He saaid.

But he still had a crush on Lance.

Maybe crushes never die. Maybe they don't go away, they remain. And why wouldn't they? They're not deep enough love to turn into another feeling or to disappear. Maybe crushes get into your DNA and stay, not for forever but for a long, long time. Maybe crushes become a part of you, even after you move on. Some say they disappear soon but crushes definitely shouldn't, what can disappear are things that are deeper and…different.

Sure, Lance liked Ash very much. He was adorable, sometimes even a bit kawaii, and what he had were true grace and innocence, even after a part of that innocence had already been taken. There was still something stronger than just those things.

- Tell me three reasons why. - Lance repplied.

- You're older than me. - The desperate answer came.

- So is Butch.

Two chances remained.

- We're not in love.

- So?

One reason shot.

- And I have a boyfriend! - Ash broke ouut. His character switches amused Lance. The kid was jailbait for sure.

- You could have a girlfriend as well....

- No I couldn't. I'm gay. - Ash reacted without thinking. - And I'd never forgive myself for cheating on Butch of my own free will.

All of a sudden he looked at Lance.

- Rape me.

- What?

- Rape me. You heard me.

Lance kissed him again and soon they were both on Lance's bed in his room. Ash was underneath, and he kissed back with the clumsiness of a kid who has never been kissed before. Crushes...

- Are you sure?

- I've never been surer of doing this thhan anything in the last three weeks.

Ash found himself lying on the bed with his wrists tied together above his head and his legs spread. He didn't ask anything about the Dragon Master's powers. He didn’t want to. He felt something building up inside of him. He felt that this was something wrong, that it would all be non-consensual. Still, when Lance climbed on top of him and leaned down to kiss him, he hungrily kissed back, wanting to deepen, deepen the kiss but it was over before he could have reached such a thing and he was left aroused yet not wanting it. It almost drove him crazy. He even liked - liked? No, loved - the way Lance looked, half-long spikes of red hair, golden-colored eyes and a face and smile no one could resist ... it was too bad he'd already passed the age of teens, he must have been such jailbait! At least in some of Ash's fantasies.

Lance pulled down Ash's pants and underwear as well as his own. Ash started to breathe heavily and tried to move away but to his surprise and horror he just moved a bit closer to Lance. He wanted to turn his head away in self-respect. Instead, he gave Lance a long, admiring look. He got a short kiss on the cheek in return. His legs were spread and he so wanted to close them but he couldn't. Damn subconscious. He felt two of Lance's fingers penetrate him forcefully and though he saw Butch's face before his eyes for a few moments, soon he forgot about everything else. The Elite Four member only kept his fingers in for a second to see how tight the boy was, and then he immediately slid inside him.

- Lance ... - Ash breathed with a gasp aas he felt the other boy's dick go inside. Lance didn't stop, he went farther and farther, and Ash felt like some of the bones in his hips would break but no, nothing like that happened, and yeah it hurt but he didn't mind, it hurt but it would have been something else if it hadn't hurt. Lance was all the way in and he had started thrusting. Tears filled Ash's eyes and he would've grabbed onto something, anything, if his wrists hadn't been tied.

Lance looked at the shaking little body underneath him and felt slightly inhumane. The kid was so innocent. Willing, yet trying to fight it all, submissive, and he was no match for an older male. He kissed the boy again, pushing his tongue into the other's mouth, getting something in response. However, Ash's tongue was shaking when it touched Lance's – maybe because of pain, maybe because of pleasure, maybe because of being nervous, but neither of them knew and neither of them cared.

Tears were running down Ash's cheeks as Lance's teeth sank into his flesh, it hurt so much, but they both wanted it to hurt, Ash wasn't a masochist but ...

His tears didn't stop as Lance continued thrusting in and out, in and out, harder, harder, forcefully as he kissed Ash's neck, sucking and licking for a short time before after an especially invasive thrust Ash came. Dark red blood was streaming from his anus as he came with a cry, shouting Lance's name to the world a few times. It was a surprise that no one heard it in the house. The pleasure was gone and only pain remained and it was raining down, rushing through Ash's entire body but only until Lance came as well. He pulled out then and gave the trembling, still weeping Ash a sympathetic look. The boy's wrists were really bloody because the rope had cut into his flesh. He caressed Ash’s head and gave him a very gentle kiss. After they had gotten dressed, Lance asked if Ash wanted to go back to his own room. Ash shook his head.

- I'd rather stay.

- Okay, then. - Lance lay down. He took Ash into his arms, holding him and caressing his back and he finally, he gave him a kiss on the forehead.

- Lance ... - Ash called, half-asleep.

- Yes?

- I've always had a crush on you. - Ash''s voice was muffled by his drowsiness.

- Well ... - Lance didn't know what to ssay. - I like you very much.

- Love you too. - Ash smiled before he ffell asleep.


END CHAPTER

 

WITH THIS, EVERYTHING BETWEEN BUTCH AND ASH HAS ENDED, NO MORE STUFF ABOUT THAT AT ALL. THAT THING IS OVER WITH ME.

 

Posted 6/12/07 on Mediaminer.org

Phantomness did a little grammar/spelling editing, since English does not seem to be Raccoon’s first language. Also, it was to keep Microsoft Word from screaming. ^^ This, of course, is posted with the author’s permission!