Pokemon Fan Fiction / Death Note Fan Fiction / Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ 15 Minute Ficlets ❯ Theme #112 ( Chapter 112 )

Title: Out of the cold
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Palanquinshipping (Red x Erika)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #112, Inside
Rating: PG
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: Het, TWT

 

“Come inside,” She says, and he smiles, happily shedding his bright red raincoat and boots. He places them by the door so he won't drip all over her carpet, and takes a seat on the sofa with a happy smile. She bustles around, comes back out with green tea and pours him a cup. He thanks her, smiling as he watches her move around. She's graceful and elegant and belongs indoors, like the delicate flower she is. He sips the tea slowly, remembering the first time he met her, when she was being carried through the streets in a beautiful wooden palanquin, dressed in pristine kimono.

When Red is with Erika, he feels content. She's definitely more sophisticated than a lot of the girls he's met, including Yellow. Maybe someday, when he's older, he'll marry her and they can be more than just friends, but for now, he takes advantage of her hospitality and invites her over for training practice every so often, and hopes she enjoys them as much as he does.

Sometimes, Erika wishes Red would hurry up and become mature faster, so she can do decidedly unladylike things to him. She's not weak - she's Celadon's Gym Leader, but he treats her as a lady and it's quite nice, even when they're training and everything is rough and tumble. It's a different world, but one she enjoys playing in, so she'll be his civilization, and he'll be her wilderness, and everything will work out.

 

End Fic

Completed 4/26/07

Fluff! ^^ 5 minutes!

Red: *Blush*

Erika: ^^

Phantomness: See? I can write het!