Hey guys, it's M here again :) I'm taking a break from all my Beyblade stuff to write in my other fandoms.

So here I present to you, and Justice League Unlimited mini story. It's Batman x Wonder Woman becuz honestly those guys are AMAZING together 3 Here goes nothing... It's gonna be AU in a few places, so yeah... no flames! But structured criticism is very much welcome :)

Pairings: Bruce x Diana, Clark x Lois and might mention the other ships too (John x Shayera, Black Canary x Green Arrow)

Disclaimer: I don't own JLU no matter how much I want to /3

"Get down!" Wonder Woman yelled just as a missile whizzed past her ear and nearly hit Batman. The Dark Knight dodged at the last possible second and the missile connected hard with Giganta's calf. The giant redhead squealed in pain, clutching her injured leg, and Diana made a last minute decision of punching the villain in the face. When the dust had finally settled around the unconscious girl, the black headed co-founder of the Justice League flew down to join her companions on the ground.

"Nicely done," she panted as the billionaire Bruce Wayne joined her.

"Nicely done yourself," he replied, smiling crookedly. Diana felt an uncharacteristic blush creep up her neck, so she turned away before answering.

"And I was gonna take off for a beauty night." she said wistfully, eying the damage she would have to help clear. A lock of her now dirty raven hair fell into her eyes and she brought up her hand to push it away- but froze in surprise. She knew she had fought hard today, given a lot of pain and taken a bit for herself but she hadn't felt anything- yet.

Her hand was mangled, the creamy skin stained with red blood, knuckles split and a long gash along her palm. Her little finger bent out at a strange angle and a number of bruises were turning blue in multiple places.

"Oh," she said in surprise, and only now did the pain flood through her hand. She cringed and tried to tuck her hand out of sight, but it was too late. Bruce grabbed her shoulders and steered her towards a corner of the battlefield and pulled off his mask, revealing those icy crystal blue eyes she loved so much. Again, she had to look away but not for long as the man took her hand and inspected the wound.

"Can you feel anything?" he asked, starting the routine questions. Diana shrugged.

"Just some pain I'm sure will fade out soon." He nodded and flipped her hand so he could see the cut. It looked a little green and the edges were collecting dirt and crusted blood. Bruce sighed and slipped off his gloves, pulling out some gauze and an alchoholic wipe. He began tending to the cut and Diana watched in curious fascination, unused to seeing- well, male healers.

"Leave it to you to destroy your pretty hands." he quipped, smirking slightly as he worked. Diana rolled her eyes, trying to cover up the butterflies his warm fingers were giving her as they moved along her skin. With one last nod, he bandaged her hand but didn't release it.

"Take the night off." he instructed. Diana shook her head.

"You guys need help and this is just-"

"Diana," Bruce cut in and looked deep into her eyes. "Take the night off. Please." The butterflies seemed to turn into buzzing bees and she felt her resolve melt away.

"Ugh, fine." she groaned and tried taking her hand back but he held on to her fingers, smiling slightly again.

"Thank you." he said simply and brought her hand up to his lips, pressing them once lightly to her fingers before letting go and turning away. She knew it was a courteous action- she being the Princess of the Amazons, and all- but she couldn't help feeling like that kiss- brush whatever, had a slightly deeper meaning then she was comprehending.

He kicked himself mentally again and again. Bruce Wayne was never one for giving into emotions, but what had just happened was beyond anything he had ever experienced or ever allowed himself to do before. He watched Diana retreating, her body graceful as she spread her hands slightly while in flight. Her black locks flowed behind her in a dark curtain, the last of the flames catching on their shine.

He groaned inwardly and tore his eyes away from her beauty to focus on the task at hand. A burst of wind blew his cape out and Flash was at his side.

"Where's Diana off to?" he asked, eyes following the princess. Bruce grunted and turned away before replying.

"Home. She's hurt." Wally grinned.

"You sent her home didn't you?" he exclaimed, clapping Bruce's shoulder. The man glared at him and Wally immediately backed off. "Admit it. You did didn't you?"

"Yeah." Wally burst into laughter as Bruce gave him a look.

"What's so funny?" he asked coolly. Wally immediately quieted down and wiped an imaginary tear from his eye.

"Nothing." he said innocently. "Just the fact that you can't bear to see your princess hurt." Bruce froze where he was, blood running cold. Was it really so obvious that even feather-brained Wally could figure it out?

"Is that supposed to be a lame joke about her lineage?" he asked calmly, smirking when Wally's face fell.

"No, it just means that maybe you should ask her out because you two are clearly head over heels for each other." he snapped, clearly irritated now. Bruce turned to face him, advancing forward menacingly.

"Don't make assumptions about me kid," he growled. "You don't know anything about me, and I suggest you keep your nose out of my business." The Flash held his hands up, palms forward in a sign of surrender.

"Woah, calm down big guy." he said with a shaky laugh. "I just thought you guys had something going on." Bruce turned on his heel and stomped over to his car.

"Is there something going on?" Wally's voice followed him. He ignored the question and slid into the driver's seat, slamming the door shut.

"I wish." he muttered under his breath then revved the engine and sped of in a cloud of dust.

No. No dating for the Batman. It might cut into your brooding time.

One, dating within the team always leads to disasters. Two, you're a princess from a society of immortal warriors. I'm a rich kid with issues... lots of issues.

She giggled as the warm water ran down her body, washing away the grime and dirt of the battle. She'd met him all those years ago, when he was young handsome... powerful. He was still all those things, sure, but she wasn't always who she used to be. She could imagine the look on her mother's face if she ever knew what her daughter was doing and thinking. Close proximity to men was something the Amazons didn't encourage and she was afraid to think of what would happen if they decided she had crossed a line.

He didn't have a clue, never did.

I guess I'll go with Clark, unless I should go with you.

Whatever.

The time spell made them eight. She wasn't that good with her emotions back then, and he didn't figure it out then. Twenty something years probably didn't put a dent in the Batman. She sighed and turnd the water off, suddenly sick of the shower. Her hand was almost completely healed now, just a faint throb.

She wanted something, anything. Something more than her morals let her think of, something sexy, something... dirty. A strange notion suddenly hit her and she wrapped her robe around herself and sprinted out of the bathroom towards her bed. She flopped back on the soft covers and dialled a familiar number on her cell. Five rings later someone picked up.

"Yes, Diana?" a crisp female voice answered.

"Shayera." Diana replied formally, her lips splitting into a grin. "What do you think of a Girls-Night-Out?"

"Master Bruce, you have a music album release at the City Lights Club to attend in an hour." the manservant Alfred's voice drifted down the staircase. Bruce lifted his head up from his arms where he had been about to doze off, with only one girl's images in his mind. He felt like yelling at Alfred to cancel the invitation, but thought the better of it. At least he'd stop thinking about her for a while.

"Coming Alfred." he said with a sigh, and removed his cape and belt.

"Very good sir. Miss Vale will be here in forty-five minutes." Even better. Another pretty girl to distract his brain. Although he refused to be in a relationship with Vicky Vale, she was still one of his closest friends.

"Did you have anyone else in mind sir?" Alfred stood on the top of the stairs now, suit held in one hand.

"No Alfred. Not for tonight."

Yayy that's the end of the first chapter! *claps for self* A little warning: I'm slow with my stories so it might be a while before I can upload again.

Is anybody as anxious as I am to see WonderBat in Superman vs. Batman? It's been announced that she will be in the movie :D

Fave and follow plzzzz or at least R&R. Preeetttyyy pleeeaasssseee with a cherry on top?

Kisses, M