OK, so this is my first ever fan fiction. (It's OK, I've written stories before, so I'm not a horrible writer) Anyways, R&R and constructive criticism is welcome.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans, blah blah...
So, without further ado, here is my story:
"So Kor, I was thinking we could have the wedding here," said Roy. He turned his laptop so Kori could see the huge cathedral in downtown Gotham, where he had chosen to get married in. Although it sounded like Roy was only suggesting the elaborate church, Kori knew that no matter how many times she refused, she would end up walking down the aisle there in just a month. If it was up to her, they would be married in a small town church, surrounded by only close relatives, as far away from Gotham as possible. But it was never up to her.
"That's fine Roy," she said, no longer interested in the arguments that always happened when ever she admitted that it wasn't fine. Roy turned to look at her face, noticing her hesitation.
"I know it's not as small as you would have liked, but I've got a lot of people coming. It would look bad if the Roy McKinley didn't invite all of his sponsors to his wedding. Besides, having a big wedding is good publicity for the company," he stated, leaving no room for argument. Kori sighed, realizing that getting married to the C.E.O. and co-founder of the second most successful business in the country couldn't be a small affair.
"Besides, imagine the look on that bastards face when I marry his ex-girlfriend, right in the middle of his home-town." So much for not arguing.
"Is that why you're forcing me to get married in Gotham? Just to prove a point to him? You know how he hurt me. The last thing I want to do is to see his face again after what he did to me." Kori turned her head so he couldn't see the tears that had started to form in her eyes at the memory of her first love. It had been three years, and she still got emotional thinking about it.
"Kor, you know I love you, and I wouldn't do anything to hurt you, it's just that-" He was interrupted by a flight attendant, announcing their arrival at Gotham airport.
"We can talk about it later babe. You ready?" Roy asked, shrugging off the argument and grabbing a hold of her hand. Kori nodded once, her lips slightly pursed, letting Roy know that they definitely would talk about it later. She stood up and grabbed her bag from the over head compartment and handed it to Roy. The least he could do was carry her bag for her.
"You're going to love the apartment I got for us," Roy said enthusiastically as he opened the door to a sleek, black limousine and ushered Kori inside. It hadn't taken long to get there bags from the airport and find the ride Roy had arranged. No one wanted to keep Roy McKinley waiting.
Kori could't help but smile as she spotted the bouquet of roses lying on the seat, no doubt from her fiance who was sliding into the seat next to her. She picked up the delicate flowers and brought them up to her face to inhale the sweet sent. Although at times Roy could be a jerk, it was moments like these that had made her fall in love with him in the first place, but after the engagement he seemed to invested in his business for things like this. Kori turned and gave her fiance a grateful smile and leaned her head against his shoulder.
"Love you, Kori," Roy said, happy that there earlier conversation seemed to be forgotten.
Kori watched as the tall skyscrapers of Gotham streaked by. She was no stranger to this city. In fact, there was a point where she thought that she would be spending the rest of her life among the towering buildings, but that all changed when he broke her heart. After that, she swore she would never return to Gotham, or the man who had captured her love, but now it seemed that she would be spending the rest of her life in Gotham, but not with the man she once expected.
Kori was pulled out of her reverie when the limo stopped in front a tall, glass building. It was at least fifty stories high, and had to of been built in the last three years, because Kori didn't recognize it. She was impressed with the towering structure. Although she would have been perfectly fine with a simpler, cheaper apartment, she was more than happy to get acquainted with her new home.
"So what do you think so far?" Roy asked excitedly.
"It's great, but are you sure I'm fancy enough to live here?" she laughed, only half joking. She still hadn't gotten used to all the luxuries that came with being Roy's girlfriend, not to mention the publicity.
"You'll be the most beautiful person living here," he whispered into her ear, helping her out of the limo and wrapping his arm around her waist. She laughed and turned her head, welcoming his kiss.
They were interrupted when the shrill ringing of Roy's phone reached their ears. He smiled apologetically and answered the phone while guiding her towards the entrance of the apartment building. They were greeted by an elderly-looking door man, who smiled and nodded politely to the couple.
Kori wasn't surprised when she saw the modern look of the lobby. Everything had a certain elegance to it, even the few people that were standing in the room. She looked down at her clothes, wishing that she had worn something nicer. She decided that the fellow residents would just have to deal with her messy style. She wasn't one to wear fancy clothes everywhere she went,(much to Roy's dismay; his girlfriend should at least try to look a little nicer when they go out; but that was an argument she had won)and she wasn't about to buy knew clothes to please the other people living there. This was her home now too, at least for the next year or so.
Roy hung up his phone, watching with a smug expression as Kori took in her knew home. He didn't say anything as he guided her to an elevator, his hand still resting on the small of her back. Kori was shocked when he hit the button for the fiftieth floor. Even the naive country girl new that the top floors were all pent houses.
"Roy, you didn't have to get a pent house! I would have been more than happy with just a regular apartment," Kori exclaimed. She was shocked the he had rented something so expensive. Even though he was a billion-air, he was still pretty cheap with his money. At least cheap for what he could be buying.
"Yes I did," was all he said in reply.
After a short ride up to there apartment, the elevator slowed to a stop. The doors opened to reveal a short hallway leading to two huge, grand black doors. Kori stepped into her new home, and gasped. She had seen places like this on T.V. but never in her life had she imagined that she would be living there. The apartment had a sleek look to it, in tones of black, white, and grey, but what caught her attention was the huge landscape window from ceiling to floor, that gave a clear view of the Gotham skyline and the ocean beyond.
"Roy I- It's amazing," she gushed.
"I knew you would like it," he said, as he grabbed her from behind and pulled her into a heated kiss, that only lasted about a few seconds, before they were interupted yet again by the ringing of Roy's phone.
"Damn it," he growled, breaking away from Kori. "I'm sorry babe, but I really have to get this."
She sighed and shrugged her shoulders, making her way to another set of black doors that she assumed was the master bedroom. She stopped as she heard the doorbell ring and looked at Roy. He gave her a pleading look in response, silently asking her to answer the door.
"Hello," she said, swinging open the door to reveal a boy around the age of 18, holding her and Roy's suitcases. He opened his mouth to say something, but stopped short upon seeing all that was Kori Anders. She didn't attract plenty of men just from her great personality. She was the perfect combination of red hair, jade-green eyes, and a full body, that any man would appreciate. She noticed his stare and cleared her throat.
"Oh I... uh... have your bags here, miss," he stammered, blushing at being caught staring at the beautiful women.
"You can call me Kori," she said smiling, instantly forgiving him for his rude staring. "Just set the bags right here inside the door." He nodded and set the bags down, then made a hasty retreat back to the elevator, still embarrassed.
"Who was that?" Roy called from the living room.
"Just a worker, bringing up our bags," Kori replied walking back towards the room she had assumed was the master sweet with the two bags in hand.
"Here, I got it," Roy said, walking over and taking the two bags from her hands. Kori held the door open for Roy, then stepped into room right behind him. The walls of the room were white with black and white pictures of a country setting. She stepped closer to one of the pictures, noticing a familiar house. She gasped when she realized that it was a picture of the house she grew up in on the country side of Jump City. In fact, all of the pictures on the wall were of her home town. She rushed over to Roy where he was watching her with a loving smile on his face and wrapped him into a tight hug.
"Thank you," she whispered into his ear. He broke apart and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.
"It was nothing. The least I could do was make you feel at home, after dragging you to this city," he replied.
"Thank you," she said again. "I'm exhausted Roy, I think I'm going to take a nap." She wasn't lying. After their early flight, Kori was having trouble keeping her eyes open, even though it was only four in the afternoon.
"Alright babe. I should probably try to get some more work done. Maybe we can go to that pub you told me about when you wake up," he said, happy for the excuse to get back to work. She nodded and slid into the large, four poster bed, not bothering to change out of her clothes into something more comfortable. She was out as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Kori woke to the feeling of her stomach growling. She looked over at the digital clock on the night stand and was surprised to see that it was already eight o'clock. She had slept four hours. She stood up and stretched, deciding to see if Roy wanted to go to her old favorite pub. She walked into the living room to see Roy on the phone, obviously in a heated discussion about some business proposition. She didn't bother asking if he wanted to come. He never walked away from his work when he was this into it.
"I'm going to the pub," Kori whispered, gesturing to the door. "I'll bring you back something." He nodded guiltily, giving her a sheepish look, then continued arguing with the poor soul on the other end of line.
Kori walked out of the apartment building, and took a left, walking the familiar path to her favorite pub, Rocky Tavern. Although it was usually filled with sweaty, gruff men, they served great food. It was a decent walk to the pub from the apartment, but Kori didn't mind it. She enjoyed the walk, but couldn't help get a nostalgic feeling, remembering the time she spent in the city three years ago. It had been the happiest time of her life. Until that one night- she shook her head, trying to escape the memory of the worst night of her life. She smiled when she saw the sign to the tavern just a block ahead.
Kori entered the tavern enjoying the familiar smells of grease, smoke, and pine that accompanied the old pub. Although it doesn't sound very pleasant, Kori wouldn't trade the food or atmosphere for the finest restaurant in the world.
There was a sign up that said seat yourself, so Kori walked over to her favorite booth and waited for the waitress to give her a menu. She looked around the place. It seemed that business had gone down since she had last been there three years ago. There were only six other people in the restaurant, including her. Besides the number of customers, it seemed that nothing had changed. The same beer advertisements hung on the wall, the same pool table sat in the middle of the room, and the place looked as messy as it had since the last time she had been there, and she loved it. The waitress walked over to Kori and introduced herself as Rachael, took her drink order and set down the menu. Kori picked up the menu and began searching for her favorite meal, and deciding what to bring back to Roy. She was so amerced in the menu, that she didn't her the familiar bell of the door opening, nor the sound of the foot steps making there way toward her table. But she heard what the man said, crystal clear.
"Kori? Kori is that you?" the man whispered. Her back instantly tensed. She knew that voice. She would have remembered it even if she had been gone for fifty years instead of three. Her eyes were still pinned to the menu, but she was no longer interested in the words it held. What was she thinking coming to the Rocky Tavern? She shouldn't have come here. She shouldn't have come to Gotham. She wanted to be anywhere but there, thousands of miles away from that wretched city, with all of its broken, tainted memories. But she was here. So she turned, and met the piercing blue eyes of the man who tore her heart to pieces. Richard Grayson.
So, I hope you liked it. It took me forever to write this, I guess I can now give up my dream of ever becoming a published author, HAHA. I'm going to try and review often, we'll see how motivated I fell I guess. RR please.