A/N: Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all Batman/Wonder Woman shippers and to you who will be reading this story. I know I've been away for so long So as my Christmas present to you, I've written this story. I encountered this song from Birdy entitled "All You Never Say" and as I listened to the lyrics, it had a sort of connection to Bruce and Diana. You should try listening to it. It's such a beautiful song. I've picked certain stanzas in the song that I find related to Bruce and Diana. I'll be doing the same thing in the succeeding chapters with other songs from Birdy.

Hope you guys enjoy this. As always, read and review - B

All You Never Say

BruceDiana

And all you never say is that you love me so

All I'll never know is if you want me, oh.

If only I could look into your mind

Maybe then, I'd find a sign

Of all I want to hear you say to me, to me

Diana sat down on a small table in a café in New York. She sipped the coffee from the porcelain cup she held close to her lips. She was staring out into the road, looking at the people passing by. She spotted a young couple a few blocks away.

The woman lay her head on the man's strong shoulders, hands clutched with each other. The woman smiled when the man kissed the top of her head and they continued to stroll. Diana then saw an elderly couple sitting on a bench where a tree stood behind it.

They were feeding the pigeons breadcrumbs and were enjoying each other's company as she could see in the laughs and smiles the elderly couple showed.

Diana sighed and looked down as she placed down the cup. She couldn't deny the jealousy that crept into her heart. She wanted to feel the same happiness the couples were feeling. It had been many years since she had sought to find it from a man she had longed for. It was so ironic to hear. She was an Amazon who was taught to hate men and their ways, but somehow, she wanted to be with a man. She wanted to be with that one man that she had always loved for so long.

They had both been flirting with one another, but it never seemed to move on to the next path. Diana had been showing Bruce just how much she loved him. Just the thought of his name brought butterflies churning in her stomach. Sadly, Bruce wasn't giving the hint that he was into her as well.

Diana took out her coin purse and left her payment on the table. She stood up and clutched her coat tight as she started walking. She glanced at her watch. She still had a few minutes before she needed to return to the embassy.

She strode gently, her heels hitting the hard granite. The wind blew strong, signifying that winter was just around the corner. She knew flying to the embassy would be faster, but at that moment, she wanted to take a walk, to be human if only for a few moments.

She had waited years for him to say just how much he loved her. She knew he loved her back, but he wouldn't say a word to her. He kept denying her no matter how obvious it was that he wanted her. At times, she wished she had telepathic powers like J'onn. All she had to do was peek into his magnificent mind and find out his feelings for her.

Time and time again, Bruce kept on telling her that it would be dangerous to engage in a relationship. Their lives were always at risk and he could not bear the fact that he would lose her because his enemies knew they were together.

She had almost gotten to the point that she had had enough of his reasons. She was strong enough to defeat his rogues and she could protect herself. She knew Bruce only wanted her to be safe, but she could protect him as well. She shook her head and knew it was no use arguing with her self.

Diana arrived at the Themyscirian Embassy and greeted by a few personnel who had passed her way. She smiled at them or gave them a short nod as a reply.

She rode the elevator alone, with Bruce still in her thoughts. As she got out of the elevator, her new secretary, George, had greeted her. "Good morning, Miss." Diana smiled back at him, "Good morning, George."

Diana walked towards her office with George following by her side. "Any appointments for today, George?" The young male brunette almost 5 foot 9 inches tall checked on the clipboard in his hand and flipped through the papers.

"Ah, yes," George paused, "You have a meeting with Bruce Wayne." Diana stopped in her tracks, her heart almost beating thrice than how it normally should at the utter of his name. She glanced at George, "What about?" She tried her best not to show that she was affected that she was going to see Bruce.

"He plans on organizing a charity event two weeks from now and he wishes to personally invite you. The charity he has chosen as beneficiary would be the charity you advocate." Diana nodded, "Is he already here?" George nodded back in reply, "Yes, he's waiting in the conference room."

Diana felt herself frozen.

Bruce was just a few distances away from her. "I'll catch up, George. I'll grab myself a cup of coffee first." George nodded before he paced to the conference room just ahead.

Diana rushed to the small kitchen in the embassy and poured herself a cup of coffee.

It was her second dose of coffee that hour but she didn't care. She needed all the jolt of caffeine in order to face Bruce. She stared out the window and let out a deep breath.

She had just been thinking about him and now he was there. He was in the conference room. He was there to see her. She gulped down the coffee and rushed to the conference room.

When she opened the door, the first person she ever saw was Bruce sitting regally in one of the black leather office chairs talking to George who was star-struck. She no longer wondered if George couldn't take his eyes off of Bruce.

No one could deny just how handsome he was. Even she, an Amazon who was taught to hate men, had eventually fallen for the man.

"Princess," Bruce greeted as he stood up from his seat. George stood up from his seat with a bowed head. "Mr. Wayne," She gave a curt nod before she sat down across him.

George sat down on the other side of the table, taking out his pen from his pocket and ready to take down notes. "Please," he smiled, a smile that Diana loved so much, "call me Bruce." He adjusted his suit and tie as he sat straight, looking at Diana. She could feel the intensity of his gaze melt her away.

"What brings you here, Bruce?" She asked with her hands clasped in front of her, leaning slightly against the table. Bruce could not tear away his gaze from her at the sight of her beautiful presence. She was clad in a cream-colored blouse and was paired with a black bandage skirt.

Bruce cleared his throat, "I'm here to invite you to the charity ball I'll be organizing for next weekend, Princess. I'm sure you'd like to come since Women's Advocate will be my beneficiary for this event." Diana nodded as she recalled Women's Advocate that had been one of her beloved charities.

"I'm sure the women in their refuge would be thrilled to find out about this, Bruce," She replied as she leaned back against the leather chair, crossing her legs in front of her. Bruce fished out a black envelope from his suit pocket and handed it to Diana.

As the tips of their fingers slightly touch, they both could feel that spark that ignited between them. "Thank you, Bruce," Diana said as she held the letter in her hand, putting it on the table. "I assume you'll be attending?" Bruce smiled again, the usual playboy grin.

"Yes, Bruce. I will be attending. Thank you for personally inviting me," She stood up from her seat and so did her. She held out his hand and shook hands with him. Gods, his touch felt marvelous.

Bruce smirked at her again, "I'll see you soon, Princess." Diana smiled back, almost wanting to melt right then and there, "Yes, Bruce. I'll be looking forward to that."

Diana was up for the night shift that evening. She had personally chosen the schedule since it would be the only time when she could be with Bruce, even if it was only for a few short hours. She suited up in her armor and teleported to the Watchtower.

She saw Mr. T finishing up his shift. He had another crossword in his hand, a pencil placed on top of his ear. "Good evening, Mr. T. I take it that it has been quiet?" Diana greeted him as she stood behind where he sat. "It has been for a short while, Diana, but we never know." Diana nodded in agreement before she sat down on the chair next to him.

The whoosh of the opening elevator echoed in Diana's ears. She looked behind her only to find the dark cloaked figure that made her heart pound loudly. "Mr. T," his gruff voice greeted the young man who had just stood up from his seat.

"Batman," he briefly greeted back. Mr. T nodded at Diana before he made his exit towards the elevator.

"Princess," his voice rang in her ears and glanced at him, giving him a curt nod, "Batman." He sat down on the chair next to hers and read the files Mr. T had left for him to review. Diana tapped her way into the previous reports logged in by the leaguers during the previous shift. There had only been minor outbreaks during the previous shifts.

Diana sighed at the eerie silence that surrounded them both. It had always been like that during their shift. Not a single word was spoken first or last between the two of them.

She wanted the silence to be broken, but she had no idea how to start. If she asked him about his day, he'd eventually start talking about his patrol in Gotham. Although, it was nice of him that he could share, but most of the time, it ended there.

She wanted to talk to him privately and ask him, just for once, how much she meant to him. She was getting confused of their flirting and bantering. Were they merely just friends or could they be something more?

She noticed Batman pressing a few keys before hearing a short buzz. She glanced shortly at him before she continued with her work. Thirty minutes into the shift and she had gone tired of the silence, "Batman." Bruce stopped typing and paused, but never looking her way.

Are you uncertain or just scared to drop your guard?

Have you been broken?

Are you afraid to show your heart?

Life can be unkind, but only sometimes

You're giving up before you start

Batman sighed, "Princess," he swiveled the chair to her direction, making him look directly at her, "We've been through this before. It's too dangerous." Just like that, he knew what was bugging her mind for so many years. He gave the same answers to the different questions Diana asked herself day and night.

"Your reasons are imprudent. Why are you afraid of losing me when I can fight off everything that life will throw at me?" She said with her voice raised a tone higher before she abruptly turned away from him. The tears started gather in her eyes, but fought them back to assure herself that she wasn't feeble enough to cry for a man.

Suddenly, she felt his gloved hands grip her shoulders. He was standing behind her and she felt her entire being ignite. She could feel his hot breath close to her neck and she almost wanted to melt in her seat. She unconsciously tilted her head to side and closed her eyes. His soft lips slowly caressed the sensitive spot and Diana started to grow weak in the knees.

Unexpectedly, the wonderful sensation seized and his ministrations were over.

Batman backed a foot away from where she sat. He needed to regain control again. He clenched both of his fists, mentally arguing that she would get hurt and eventually leave him just like all the others. He pressed his lips in a thin line as Diana swiveled her chair to face him. Her eyes intently gazed at him. Daze and wonder implored her cerulean eyes. He took a step back and kneeled on his knee. He took her hand, brushing his thumb across her knuckles, "I'm afraid."

For the first time, the man who was feared by all admitted that he was afraid. "Afraid of what?" She asked as she placed her free hand on his cheek. He placed the hand he was holding and guided both her hands to push back the cowl revealing the face of the handsome man that made her heart sing.

Diana realized that he had turned off the security cameras moments ago so they could have the privacy to talk.

"I'm afraid of losing you," He spoke with eyes expressing fear and anguish. His mind replayed the night his parents were gunned down in front of him. He didn't want to feel that agonizing pain once again if he ever lost Diana, "I'm afraid of letting you in my life. I'm afraid of taking the light away from you. I'm afraid of all the things that may happen to us."

Diana stood up with her hand still entwined with his. He stood up as she had, eyes never wavering from hers. "Why are you afraid of all these, Bruce?" She let her lips touch his for a short moment before she spoke again, "I know you've broken. Your heart has been shattered a bunch of times."

Then, she smiled as she clutched his cheek once more, "Life can be unkind, Bruce. It's like that, but only sometimes." She slowly let her fingers travel to his lips and let it linger there. His short hot breaths tickled her fingers, "We haven't even tried and yet, you're already giving up on me," She paused with her fingers resting on his neck and her thumb brushed his jaw, gazing at him intently, "On us."

Her eyes tore away from his as she rested her hands on the Bat emblem on his chest. Bruce raised his hand and placed a wayward strand of hair behind her ear. He rested his hand on the side of her face, thumbs brushing her cheek that soon had a rosy glow at the feel of his touch.

Slowly, he inched forward letting his lips hover so close to hers. His eyes stared at her full red lips that he ached to kiss once more before he drifted to meet her intense gaze. Once he saw that she wanted it too, he brushed his lips with hers, pausing to let himself savor her taste. His hand moved to clutch her hair tight, her jasmine and sandalwood scent flaring his senses, heightening his arousal.

Diana tried to even her hitching breaths when his lips made contact with hers. His lips felt soft on hers just like how it had been during the first time she had kissed him. Her hands slowly traveled behind his neck, clinging to him so he would never let go just as he always did.

The excruciating close contact between them was beginning to torture them both. Time somehow ran slower than it should as they held one another. Diana was quivering and itching to touch him and kiss him. Bruce was fighting back the reasons that reprimanded him from continuing what he was about to do.

Bruce pushed back all the arguments that plagued his mind and seized her lips. Diana's mind had eventually malfunctioned as his lips sought for hers. His other hand snaked around her waist, pulling her closer to him.

He sucked on her bottom lip making Diana moan low in her throat. Bruce let out a deep breath through his nose as he gripped her hair tightly pulling her even closer to him. His leg now rest between hers as his hand ran from her waist down to her long legs. Diana's hand softly ran through his hair as the other clutched on his strong shoulder.

The buzz from the monitors echoed throughout the monitor bay.

Bruce slowly pulled his lips away from hers, eyes closed at the overwhelming feeling of her body pressed against his. His breathing was ragged after he sought for her lips roughly. It was like a touch of paradise.

Diana caught up with her breath and felt like she ran a marathon for days. Her hands clutched both sides of his face as they leaned against each other's temple. They both remained silent, but the buzzing sound of the monitor ringing loudly.

Bruce backed away from her and slipped on the cowl. He gazed at her through opaque lenses, his cerulean eyes now shielded away from hers. He placed one last kiss on her lips, "We're not through," He spoke to her in a hushed tone.

With that, Batman was back. The man she had just sought lips with now gone in just a snap. He rushed to the monitors to check the emergency. Diana remained where she stood, stumped at what had just happened. She slowly raised her hand to touch her lips and no longer could hide the smile that formed.

He was willing to try. Bruce was willing to try to work things out between them.

Although he had not spoken it, she could feel it through his kiss.

Emotions emanated from their passionate kiss. Diana admitted that she wanted more and he was obliged to do so since they weren't through yet. She slowly walked back to her chair since her knees felt weak and at any moment she might stumble down and fall. Diana glanced back at Bruce who was busy typing in a few codes before he called in a few league members to head to the area. She remained mum, her mind still trying to comprehend what had just happened.

Hera, help her. Her mind was swirling and Bruce was the reason of it.

Bless you, Aphrodite, Diana said to herself mentally smiling to herself.