Title: I is for Ignitionshipping
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Ignitionshipping (Flint x Volkner)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #34, Energetic

Rating: PG-13
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

Warnings:

Dedication: Yoru Ryu, who really likes this pairing.

 

            Volkner liked ice cream.

            This would come as a surprise to those who did not know him well. After all, Volkner was withdrawn, easily bored and irritated, and struck most of the citizens of Sunyshore as the unsociable type. The idea of him eating ice cream on the boardwalk was, if not completely unrealistic, at least an eye-catcher.

            He scowled at the world in general as he took a vicious bite of his vanilla cone. Flint tugged at his sleeve with a chipper expression.

            “Come on, Volkner! I want to go play the darts game!”

            “Shut up,” The Gym Leader glared. “It was bad enough that you dragged me out here. I’m going to enjoy my snack and not cater to any more of your whims.”

            “Aww…” Flint made his eyes as big as they could go. He waved his triple-scoop chocolate-chip-strawberry-and-caramel nightmare in front of Volkner’s face. The blonde actually shuddered.

           

            “You,” He hissed, “Have gone too far.”

            Then he shoved Flint up against the nearest hard surface and kissed him hard enough to bruise, before stalking away, still holding his precious ice cream.

            Flint blinked, tried to ignore the soggy mess now dripping over his arm, and wondered if that was a good or bad thing.

 

End Fic

Completed 9/30/08

… I’m not sure if this is IC or not since most of my descriptions of the gym leaders come from fanfic anyways

Have they shown up in the anime yet? I doubt it, since Volkner has the last gym.