She didn't like when people called her Wally's 'girlfriend'.

It wasn't that she was ashamed of being with him, not even close – but she just didn't like the word 'girlfriend'. Whenever someone would call her that it always seemed so juvenile, like the two only share a shallow feeling that they confuse for love.

"You know people don't mean it like that." Wally said from underneath her.

The two had been laying in his bed since their movie (which, they both admit to watching very little of) had ended. While Artemis was explaining her disdain of the word, laying casually atop his chest, Wally placed light kisses along her shoulder and neck.

Artemis, who was staring out his window, turned her head to face him. "I know, but I hear it that way.".

"Okay then," Wally said then rested his head back on his pillow "what would you rather people call you?"

"'Us'" Artemis corrected him "I have the same feelings towards people calling you my 'boyfriend'."

"What would you rather people call us?"

Artemis sat up (straddling him) and looked as though she was going to give him a long lecture about a million other terms that could describe their relationship better then boyfriend and girlfriend. However, the lecture never came, instead there was a long silence in which Artemis opened and closed her mouth soundlessly and then proceeded to look down and trace Wally's lean muscles that were underneath his green lantern tee shirt.

"I have no idea." she mumbled and an ironic smile crept onto her face.

Wally let out a chuckle "How about lovers?"

Artemis shook her hear, loose strand of hair falling in front of her face "It means we only have sex."

"I don't mind that." Wally said and winked at her.

She lightly punched him in the shoulder. "Gimme another one."

"Partners?"

"No, next."

Wally pondered for a second, then said "I'd be your Romeo and you'd be my Juliet?"

Laughing Artemis said "No way in hell." she got off his and went to his computer desk.

"You'd be my Bonnie and I'd be your Clyde?"

Artemis threw a figure of an alien, that Wally had over his desk, at him. Before she could blink, however, he was next to her leaning back to his desk.

He smiled at her, the smile that she loved so much, "I got it." he said.

Leaning into him she whispered "And that would be...?" a smile creeping onto her lips again.

Wally put his hands behind him, putting his weight on the desk "How about you be mine, forever and always, and I'll be yours for eternity?"

Artemis smiled and placed both hands on his face, tucking a slender finder behind his ear, and placed her lips right at her corners of his "That'll work."

He turned his head, ever so slightly, so that their lips were on each other.

They inhaled each other, wanting, needing, to melt into one being. His body was warm against hers, like her own fireplace, she could feel his heart beat, his chapped lips against hers. He could smell her scent that drove him wild, that she only had; of cinnamon, spices and mint, and feel her soft palm pressing against his face.

"That'll work perfectly..." She said into his lips.