phantomness
championshipping no miko!
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This is a drabble-y, completed story. Because I actually like Diamondshipping and felt like writing something for it.
Title: Waiting
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Diamondshipping (Delia x Giovanni)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: [HASHTAG]#155[/HASHTAG], Impatience
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
Delia is taping her foot impatiently, wondering what on earth is keeping Giovanni so long. It’s their six month anniversary and she’s been standing by the Pokemon Center for five minutes already, and her feet are aching in their bright red high heels.
She hears a roar off in the distance, and moments later, Giovanni pulls up in front of her on his motorbike, with an armful of red roses, a dozen at least, and a charming smile.
“Sorry I’m late. Ran into a bit of trouble.” He says, slicking back his hair with one hand. Whatever rebuke she was preparing dies, and he leans over and kisses her, before grinning.
“I’ve got reservations at the White Rose tonight.”
He is terribly romantic, Delia thinks, as she hops on behind him, and puts on her helmet, so she can forgive him this time.
End Fic
Completed 8/10/07
Pre-canon? Probably…
4 minutes~!
Title: Waiting
Author: Shadow/Phantomness
Pairing: Diamondshipping (Delia x Giovanni)
Fandom: Pokémon
Theme: [HASHTAG]#155[/HASHTAG], Impatience
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
Delia is taping her foot impatiently, wondering what on earth is keeping Giovanni so long. It’s their six month anniversary and she’s been standing by the Pokemon Center for five minutes already, and her feet are aching in their bright red high heels.
She hears a roar off in the distance, and moments later, Giovanni pulls up in front of her on his motorbike, with an armful of red roses, a dozen at least, and a charming smile.
“Sorry I’m late. Ran into a bit of trouble.” He says, slicking back his hair with one hand. Whatever rebuke she was preparing dies, and he leans over and kisses her, before grinning.
“I’ve got reservations at the White Rose tonight.”
He is terribly romantic, Delia thinks, as she hops on behind him, and puts on her helmet, so she can forgive him this time.
End Fic
Completed 8/10/07
Pre-canon? Probably…
4 minutes~!