Warnings: Slash pairings. Don't like don't read.

Do not own JL/JLU

Set during Justice League season 1, mild A.U.

Enjoy!

"Can someone please explain to me why I have to do it?" Wally asked, a pleading tone in his voice as he pulled off the red tie Diana wanted him to wear, opening the collar of the white button up shirt a bit. He had a pair of brown business pants on which were belted to his waist to keep him from sagging them just a little bit. He also had a pair of shined dress shoes on.

He looked like a total dweeb.

Diana was busy trying to smooth his hair to answer him, so Bruce did.

"…how many more times do I have to explain it, Wally?"

Wally gave Bruce a big grin, "As many times as I ask?" He told him sweetly, just to grate the man's nerves further.

"Alright, LexCorp is currently hiring new interns to work with their research and development labs."

"Ok, so I'm supposed to be a hot intern…then what?"

Bruce folded his arms as John gave him the smack on the head that everyone knew he was asking for.

"At this time we know that LexCorp has been designing new weapons that they're planning to sell on the black market but each time one of us goes into the research labs that Luthor has around, we never find anything solid enough to connect the dots and of course, after he knows we were there he packs everything up and moves it elsewhere. It's clearly something very big to him, big enough that he isn't keeping all the information in one spot."

Wally nodded. Ok, that made sense. They wanted an inside guy but wouldn't it go faster if Wally just went to the labs as the Flash?

Ow.

Apparently he had asked that question out loud.

"The point is, we don't want Luthor to keep moving everything and we figured that the best way to do that would be to keep someone on the inside while pretending to be at a stand still for appearances."

Wally was now rubbing the back of his head, messing up the hair Diana had just spent ten minutes on.

"Ok, ok. So now we're gonna trick Luthor into thinkin' we don't know anything so he'll stop bein' such a paranoid ass. Now, once again…why me?"

Superman answered that one; apparently Bruce's nerves had reached their limit.

"Luthor knows my alter-ego along with Bruce's. John and Diana don't even have secret identities." He cut Wally off before the younger man could even ask about the Martian, "You know how much energy it takes for J'onn to keep up a human form, besides, you'll be able to slip away from anything a lot easier then any of us would."

Wally looked a little smug after that. Yeah, flattery could go along way with him if he let it.

"Alright. So, do I get a cool name? Or maybe a really good-"

"No, you're still Wally West, which makes it imperative that you do not do anything with your powers, got it?" Bruce told him quietly, "I've added a few things to make your portfolio look more impressive. Your last job was my personal assistant at WayneTech."

Wally grinned at Bruce and looked ready to make another smart remark but John's hand was already up in the air so he shrugged instead.

"Well, let's hurry up before I'm late then…"

There were a few dozen people in the hall that Wally had found himself directed to after signing in past security. Each of them carrying a thicker portfolio then he had and each other them looking a whole lot smarter and more professional looking then he was.

'…crap.' Bruce hadn't mentioned what would happen if he failed to get the job but he was pretty sure that it would involve over night monitoring shift by himself for at least a month.

Wally glanced around; he saw a small group sitting in some hard plastic chairs, looking pensive, so he decided to do what Wally West did best. Go talk.

About fifteen minutes later a stern woman walked to the front of the room.

"If I could have your attention."

Most of the hopefuls had stopped all conversation, though a small amount of chatter could still be heard.

"Thank you. Now you're all here because you're some of the brightest minds in your fields and that's exactly what LexCorp is looking for. Only a few of you will make it in this company and your interviews will begin right now." She looked to the side door of the room that was opening once again, "Now, without further ado," She paused, which she probably thought would add a dramatic effect. "The president and C.E.O of LexCorp, Lex Luthor!"

Wally nearly fell off his chair while the hall erupted with applause.

It was weird seeing Luthor well, not being evil. He smiled and it wasn't even that creepy 'I'm gonna eat your kids' smile. It was genuine. He was even waving to the crowd.

His eyes flickered over everybody but Wally felt a slight twinge of panic when his eyes settled on him a little longer then they did anybody else. It was probably a fluke or something; there was probably a hot girl behind him or something. But still, he was nervous.

And what did Wally do when he was nervous?

He talked.

Resuming the conversation with his peers of the plastic crappy chair group, he got them all laughing within minutes, getting his own laughs as he watched them hastily try to cover up the sound.

The sound wasn't missed by Luthor, who looked back over at them.

This wasn't helped the fact that he had already gotten Luthor's attention once and it looked like he was doing it again, seeing Luthor refocus on him once more.

His red hair already made him stand out in the room and he was probably the only guy without a tie on as well.

Plus, he was the only person who didn't shut up.

The people around Wally had fallen silent as Luthor stepped away from the stern woman, muttering something in her ear as he did so; she followed him with her clipboard ready. He walked through the room, pointing out a few people here and there until he finally reached the back of the room.

And Wally.

The people Luthor pointed to where quickly approached by his staff and lead out of the room, most likely he had already kicked them out of the running.

"Well, it's not everyday that someone can still my thunder, Mister…?" He trailed off, leaving Wally to finish his sentence.

And speaking of leaving, Wally noticed that his group had been reduced to two people and one of them was him.

"Uh…West. Wally West, I'm sorry about that Mr. Luthor. Nervous, you know…"

Wally could have hit himself.

'Really, West? Really? You've had the whole evil banter thing with this guy without missing a beat and now you can't even form a sentence to save your life?'

Maybe it was because Luthor was a little bit creepier when he was being nice.

"May I see your portfolio, Mr. West?"

Wally handed over the papers, feeling the wrath of Batman already crashing down on him.

"Hmm…" Luthor flipped through the pages, which didn't take him too long before shutting the portfolio with a sad little snap.

"Unfortunately, Mr. West, you lack the qualifications I need for an intern in the R and D division," Luthor gave him a smile, "However, I see that you were once a personal assistant to Bruce Wayne and I've been in need for an errand boy…"

Wally could hear a few people sniggering at his situation. Luthor was basically asking him to be a lackey and Wally knew how he treated lackeys but at the same time, it clicked. Luthor's assistant? That could be even better then an intern. He'd be around Luthor enough to take a look at whatever files the man kept in his office. Maybe Bats would give him a pat on the back for that one or something else at least.

"So, what do you say?"

Wally grinned, missing the look upon Luthor's face entirely.

"Sure thing, Mr. Luthor."

Luthor shook Wally's hand with another smile, "Good, Ms. James here will set you up; I expect to see you tomorrow morning at 8 sharp. Until then."

He turned back to mingle with the other candidates, each of them giving Wally a strange look.

The stern woman wrote some information down on a card and handed it to Wally.

"Bring this to the front desk tomorrow. We'll get your id badge ready for you then. Welcome to LexCorp, Mr. West."

Wally nodded, taking the card before looking at the lady. She sounded almost worried but he was too excited to tell for sure. He couldn't wait to tell the others.

Bruce had rented Wally a small one room apartment for him in Metropolis. It was close to Clark's but seemed to be a little more lower class then his.

Wally didn't mind it though, it was furnished and it had cable, it would do.

The best part was that there was a nice outdoor café halfway between his apartment and Clark's, which they could meet at, so Wally could check in.

Clark was already sitting at the small round table when Wally walked up to him.

"How'd it go?" Clark asked, setting down his newspaper.

"You're looking at Luthor's newest personal assistant."

Clark raised an eyebrow, "I thought you were supposed to be an intern in R and D?"

Wally waved a hand, "Yeah, well Luthor didn't think I could hack it there but this could be just as good, right?"

Clark nodded, he still looked worried.

"I guess we'll see how it goes. I'll give Bruce a call later and let him know."

Wally nodded but he stood up when he heard a scream from off in the distance. Clark stood up at well, setting down some money for his drink.

"No, Wally. I've got it." He nodded to his friend before rushing off to find a telephone booth.

Wally sat back down slowly and ordered himself a drink; suddenly feeling like this was going to get a lot harder before anything else.

So, new story since I finished Chances...which everyone should go read and review

And I decided to write a Slash fic for a change of pace...i'd like to make this one a little more adult so we'll see

Annnyway...a couple people have asked about what happened to Beckie and well she's me!! Tomboy and I used to write stories together when we first started the account but I've kinda taken over it for her...she still helps me out a bunch and i heart her sooo much!! much love!!