phantomness
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Title: The Night Before
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Machisakishipping (Lt. Surge x Bill)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #70, Band
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Satoshi Tajiri, 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: Shonen-ai
Bill twisted the plain silver band around his finger, blearily blinking at his computer screen. It had been flashing an error message for half an hour, it was 4 A.M., and he didn’t know what was wrong. He was half tempted to just leave it alone and go to bed, but that would leave the Pokemon Transfer system temporarily disabled and the last thing he needed was to deal with a flood of trainer complaints.
Vulpix whined as she rubbed against his leg. It was past time for him to be getting to bed.
Just then, the phone rang.
He could have cried as he picked it up. His head was pounding like there was a herd of stampeding Rhydon running through it. It couldn’t be a problem already, could it?
“Hello?”
“Why aren’t you in bed?” Even across the distance, he could hear the irritation in Surge’s gravelly voice.
“Working…”
“That’s no excuse.” Surge snapped. “You need to rest properly. That’s why I told Porygon to throw up a red flag. Get some rest.”
The warning was a fake?
Slowly, Bill goggled at the videophone. Surge was scowling openly, his hair bristling. “You…”
“We’re heading off to the Sevii Islands tomorrow, and I want you to be well-rested so we can enjoy our honeymoon.” His lover stated. “Now go to sleep!”
“Yes, John.” Bill replied meekly, before hanging up the phone. He rubbed his eyes and headed towards his bedroom. Tomorrow, he would see the man he loved. They would relax and spend a week in the surf before having to head back to work.
His head hit the pillow and soon, he was dreaming about a tanned blonde in a Speedo chasing him through the sand.
End Fic
Completed 4/16/08
Cheers to Ketsuban, who wrote a fic of this pairing and piqued my interest!
If you caught all the different ‘bands’, cheers!
Though it's really hard for me to imagine Surge in a speedo
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Machisakishipping (Lt. Surge x Bill)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #70, Band
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Pokemon belongs to Satoshi Tajiri, 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: Shonen-ai
Bill twisted the plain silver band around his finger, blearily blinking at his computer screen. It had been flashing an error message for half an hour, it was 4 A.M., and he didn’t know what was wrong. He was half tempted to just leave it alone and go to bed, but that would leave the Pokemon Transfer system temporarily disabled and the last thing he needed was to deal with a flood of trainer complaints.
Vulpix whined as she rubbed against his leg. It was past time for him to be getting to bed.
Just then, the phone rang.
He could have cried as he picked it up. His head was pounding like there was a herd of stampeding Rhydon running through it. It couldn’t be a problem already, could it?
“Hello?”
“Why aren’t you in bed?” Even across the distance, he could hear the irritation in Surge’s gravelly voice.
“Working…”
“That’s no excuse.” Surge snapped. “You need to rest properly. That’s why I told Porygon to throw up a red flag. Get some rest.”
The warning was a fake?
Slowly, Bill goggled at the videophone. Surge was scowling openly, his hair bristling. “You…”
“We’re heading off to the Sevii Islands tomorrow, and I want you to be well-rested so we can enjoy our honeymoon.” His lover stated. “Now go to sleep!”
“Yes, John.” Bill replied meekly, before hanging up the phone. He rubbed his eyes and headed towards his bedroom. Tomorrow, he would see the man he loved. They would relax and spend a week in the surf before having to head back to work.
His head hit the pillow and soon, he was dreaming about a tanned blonde in a Speedo chasing him through the sand.
End Fic
Completed 4/16/08
Cheers to Ketsuban, who wrote a fic of this pairing and piqued my interest!
If you caught all the different ‘bands’, cheers!
Though it's really hard for me to imagine Surge in a speedo