Title: Fiery
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Heatshipping (Ash x Flannery)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: #13, Firey
Rating: G
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

Warnings: Het, possible OOCness, TWT (Time? What time?)

Bright things and warm things have always fascinated Ash. Small wonder that one who was both would capture his interest. From her enthusiasm – so much like his, at the beginning of his journey – to her mess of pink spiky hair – nothing typical of a girl, extraordinary – he was enthralled.

He’d watched her even as his Corphish battled her Magcargo, impressed at how well she was able to handle her pokémon, in her first gym battle ever. Of course he had won in the end, but she had been so bright, a spark of fire in her eyes matching her favored pokémon type.

Fire. Flannery.

He’d wanted to hug her and tell her how he felt, but she was older than he was and it was… almost inappropriate, what with Brock and May watching. So he’d left her, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t liked her.

Maybe… when he became Houen Champion… then he could tell her how he felt.

End Fic

Completed 1/24/07

Gyah, this was *hard* to write, and Ash probably isn’t introspective at all…