AN: Hello! Hola! Konnichiwa! Guten Tag! Ciao! So I finally decided to check out this archive~ Gaaah I love Richard and Kory. ;w; Meh, enough of the introductions and onto my first story on this archive~ Enjoy.

Summary: Richard, the cliché billionaire's son and 'ultimate' playboy never knew what was right in front of him. He just needed to open his eyes and settle down. Dick/Kory. Slight Garfield/Rachel.

Maybe, I Love You

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The bleak Gotham night cool air hit his warm and moist back as he shivered from the feeling. He grunted as he ran his callous rough hand through his sweaty smooth raven hair. Turning his back slightly from his sitting position on the edge of the bed, he watched his blond nameless toy for the night stir in her sweet dreams. A smile plastered on her face as he grimaced getting that odd feeling he would always get in the pit of his stomach. He shook it off as he let the sheet fall off his bare body and picked up all his articles of clothing from the ground.

Leaving her a simple note in his neat handwriting, 'Thanks for the night' he walked out quietly and never saw her again like all the others. He didn't really care that he just broke her heart; that was the style of a playboy's life. No attachment, no commitment, and no hard feelings.

He returned back to his own abode; the blue sapphire encrusted watch on his wrist, blinking the four a.m. mark. Entering Wayne Manor, he knew no one would be awake, with his butler Alfred in his own chambers and his adoptive father Bruce was completely missing from the luxurious mansion, away on a business trip in Asia.

Dragging his black jacket, he made his way up the stairs and down the hall to his room. Taking his clothes off yet again, he went to go take a nice cold shower to wash off his toy from his body. Wrapping a white towel around his neck, he shook his wet dark hair and let it drip as he put on red silky boxers and black plaid pajama bottoms. He didn't bother to put on a shirt on as he dropped onto his bed and let himself drift off into a peaceful sleep.

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"…ard"

"Rich…"

"Richard!" A soft familiar voice called out to him as he stirred in his bed, holding his pillow to the sides of his face, concealing the bright light. He groaned as she took his pillow away and held it to her chest.

"Dammit, Kory…!" He whined as he popped open one cerulean eye. He could see her laughing at him, as the light from the window in the background, illuminating her image, he could of swore there was an angel right in front of him.

"You know, I should be the one mad at you. You never did come to my place. Did you forget it was Friday?" She asks him throwing his pillow behind his head, barely missing him as she placed one hand on her hip and gave him that look that he knew all too well: he was in trouble.

It took a minute to think about it as he momentarily forgot what Friday meant to them. "Craaap, I'm really sorry, Kory. I forgot about our stay in movie night!" He winced as she shook her head.

Richard felt bad for missing their hang out time; it was one of the things he looked forward to every week. Fridays were their stay in movie night in where he would go over to her place or sometimes she would to his and they would watch at least four movies, staying up all night just talking, laughing, and having a good time. He couldn't possibly tell her that he went to a nightclub, sweet talked a girl, went back to her place, did her, dumped her, and came back with a slight hangover. No he couldn't possibly tell his sweet and innocent best friend Kory that.

She could never know about this hungry monstrous side of him, she would never have to experience it. He couldn't bear being rejected by her, she who knew him the best, maybe even better than he knew himself.

"You owe me, Dick" She playfully narrowed her eyes at him as he winced at the use of his nickname. "I know, I know. Today I'm all yours, forgive me?" He pleaded giving her those puppy dog eyes and quivering bottom lip. He got up letting his thin sheet slide down his chest as he sat down and clapped his hands together begging.

Kory giggled as she nodded and gave into him. Though he thought that she didn't know what he was up to last night, she knew exactly what he was doing, she wasn't naïve nor stupid. She wasn't extremely fragile and innocent as she seemed, although not to those degrees. She had morals she lived by and she wouldn't give it up for any man.

It was a selfish thought but she felt like the luckiest girl alive. Richard Grayson was her best friend, he was her solid rock, he was her everything and he didn't see that. No matter, she didn't care. She cherished him, more than he'll ever know – so their alone time meant the world to her.

She didn't have a lot of friends even if men fell at her feet like flopping fish. They never wanted to be 'just' friends with her as they pathetically flirted with her. She couldn't say she had many 'girlfriends' to cry to or gossip about fashion and guys with because they hated her for one single reason. Women young and old were jealous of her 'stealing' the hottest billionaire at school. What was she suppose to say to that? That she was sorry?

Even though Kory was a sweet person, with a slight difficulty with the English language sometimes, coming from the country of Tamaran – Richard was all she had and nothing could come between them even if she didn't always approve of the women he chose to sleep or associate with.

Placing her hand on his warm chest close to his heart, she bend down in between his legs and placed her head there. She loved hearing the sound of his heart beating, "Fine. You're forgiven" She whispered into his muscular built chest making his heart quicken.

"So… uhh… wha-what d-do you want to do?" Richard stuttered as he tried not to think of his best friend in those ways he would with any other. She was special to him; she was his sanity, his best friend, his compassion, his rock. He wanted to always protect her, especially from any other man who had no respect for her at all.

"Surprise me" She simply said, shrugging as she got up, "I'll be waiting in the kitchen, there's pancakes waiting with my name on them!" She smiled and dashed off to where Alfred was.

He chuckled and quickly chose that cold shower he badly needed. Again.

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"Miss Anders" Alfred politely greeted her as she waved and sat down on the silver metallic stool by the island counter. "Good morning, Alfred" She smiled as the elderly butler nodded, grabbing a plate for her and placing it on the counter.

"Is Master Richard awake?" He asks her as he places the freshly made fluffy pancakes on her plate. "Yes, I made sure to wake him up. It's not three p.m. for once, that's a good sign, right?" She grinned as he chuckled and agreed with her, knowing all too well how hard it could be sometimes to get him out of bed during daylight hours during the weekend.

"Morning, Alfred. Please prepare the R8" Richard came in as he took an apple from the fruit bowl and bit into it. Alfred nodded, "Right away, Master Richard" He bowed and left the room to fetch the Audi.

"Decided on a place?" Kory asked, just as she finished her pancakes.

He smirked, "Oh yeah. Just hope you've overcome your fear of heights" He quickly said as he took her hand and went to the door.

She raised an eyebrow, suspiciously eying him over, as he kept his smirk in place as Alfred opened the door for her to get in as Richard took the car keys and began to drive off.

Before they knew it, they were nearing the harbor where a helicopter was awaiting them. "Richard, no! No! This is crazy! This is suicide!" She protested as he parked and got out to get her door. "C'mon you baby, would I ever do anything to hurt you?" He questioned as she mumbled, "Possibly…"

He fake gasped, pretending to be offended, "Harsh…"

She giggled and sighed knowing once Richard had his mind set on something, there was no going back on his word. Taking his hand, she walked hand in hand to their helicopter. Once settled inside with their specialized headphones with microphones in order to be able to hear each other, they lifted off as Kory held tightly onto Richard's arm.

She was amazed by the glistening water, the bridge connecting Gotham to Arkham, all of the city, and surrounding area. It truly was a sight to see, sure besides the horrible places such as Crime Alley or all those hidden areas where the Mafia owned territory; Gotham was a nice place, the good balanced the bad.

"Hey, I can see Wayne Tower from here!" Kory pointed out as her voice sounded slightly robotic and forced. Richard turned to look out the same window she was looking at as he marveled at his father's enterprise. It was short moments like these, which he would step back, forget about his late night activities and remember where his fortune came from, where he would someday be sitting at as the head.

Once their ride around Gotham was over, they headed back to the car as Richard drove off to this five star bistro he knew of. He was a regular there, with all his toys. He didn't particularly like taking Kory to the same places where he would entertain his lady friends but he felt bad for neglecting her which he's been doing a lot of lately. What kind of best friend would he be?

"Wow, this bistro is really nice" She awed at the décor and presentation of the fancy place. Kory was a simple type of girl, all these gifts and expensive things were all new to her, it would take some getting used to. She'd thought that after all these years of knowing Richard, would she have already gotten accustomed to this lifestyle.

"What? This old place? Naaah, it's pretty mediocre" He shrugged it as she rolled her eyes knowing he was exaggerating. Taking their seats right away, Richard chose a table in the way back where the lights were slightly dimmer. It almost had this romantic aura about it. He had to remind himself to turn off the playboy, he wasn't on a date, he was simply hanging out.

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"Thanks for dinner, I had a great time. Maybe next time, can we go bowling?" She asks hoping that it didn't sound as if she didn't appreciate today, she did, but felt bad since it cost so much as she'd imagine.

"Sure" He smiled and took her hand in his as he placed a soft kiss on her knuckles. "See you on Monday" She said as she took off her seatbelt and leaned over to give him a chaste kiss on his cheek. Getting out, Kory waved and ran off to her condo that she shared with her sister who only came home for some holidays so she was always alone.

Richard made sure she was inside her place before he drove off. He reminded himself to lay off the fancy and impressive places and activities to take her. She was Kory - Sweet, simple, and it didn't really matter where he took her because there would never be a dull moment with her.

That odd feeling he would get in the pit of his stomach started to appear again. He tried to ignore it as he decided to go pick up anyone who interested him. He needed an escape, now. Richard had several places he liked to go, which were the bigger and more exclusive nightclubs but sometimes the smaller and farther away from main downtown Gotham would be better. He's already been on the front page scandal of the newspaper before, much to Bruce's chagrin. He wasn't up to explaining himself tonight for his actions; his excuse? He was young and reckless.

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Kory slipped out of her clothes and put on a silk light pink camisole and matching short shorts on as she decided to watched some tv as she crossed her legs on her couch and turned it on as she began the never ending flicking of channels. It was times like these, all alone, that she wished she had someone to keep her company. She wished she could call her only other friend which was of the female gender, the gender that tends to hate her for no reason. "Guess I'll just call Rachel tomorrow" She sighed and stopped channel surfing once she saw the commercial for Wayne Enterprise. She sighed again, thinking about what Richard was up to. Was he at home getting ready for bed or was he out again with a girl who was looking for a good time?

'He's eighteen, Kory. I think he's old enough to worry about himself' Her tired mind reminded her that he was pretty much an adult already. He could do whatever he wanted. Throwing the remote control to her side, she grabbed onto her purple soft pillow and hugged it. Bending her head down on the pillow as she kept her cross-legged position on the couch, she sighed and wished she had someone to snuggle with.

The silent night never felt so cold before.

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Sweating bodies, grinding and moving to the rhythm of the music, people getting lost in the heat of the moment. Richard walked in, turning on the suave moves; he went in for the kill. He decided to hang around the bar area instead of go interrupt a group of women in the lounge. Immediately spotting a nice, short, and slender brunette – he decided that she would do for the night.

"Wanna entertain me?" He asked leaning against the wall right next to her, holding his glass of fine red wine. He never did like to impress a woman with beer in his hands. The brunette rolled her eyes, thinking some pathetic loser was seriously trying to pick her up, when she didn't see the handsome man right in front of her. Forgetting everything and shoving her own drink to her friend sitting down right next to her, she nodded and stared into his eyes becoming mesmerized.

Richard grinned and took her hand and walked her to the dance floor. "What's your name?" She bravely asks him as he chuckles and twirls her around, "It's a secret" He pulled her in and whispered into her hear. His husky, deep, and smooth as velvet voice had her gasping as he spun her again.

He knew he already had her wrapped around his billionaire finger as he continued to tell her what all women wanted to hear. Whispering sweet nothings and taking advantage of the fact that she was drinking but he made sure she wasn't overly drunk. He wasn't reckless like that, well not after last time.

His nameless new toy wrapped her arms around his muscular board shoulders as she giggled. "You're hot" She slurred as he kept quiet. Most women he would spend the night with had some tolerance for alcohol but there was always that sometime where one wouldn't. Guess he wasn't as lucky tonight but he thought, he went this far, might as well show her a good time if not for himself tonight.

Bumping corner to corner, wall to wall, they made it into her small one bedroom apartment. She was miles away already and he barely had a buzz. She wouldn't stop laughing and even if he didn't say it as he groped her, it was started to irritate him. Richard has always had a tolerance for just about everything but lately his nerves were on the edge and he didn't know why.

She ran her cold slim fingers underneath his shirt as she kissed his neck. He groaned and tried not to give into the temptation. He made sure that she didn't bite him; one of his rules was to never get a hickey visible enough for anyone to see. He wouldn't have a reasonable excuse for wearing a winter scarves in July.

She managed to take off his shirt as he was thinking. Pushing him into her living room's loveseat making him sit down as she straddle him. She continued to drunkenly kiss him all over as he wrapped one arm around her waist and the other caressed her brunette hair. Her brown locks twined around his fingers as he closed his eyes.

That pain that he would always get returned yet again after he was doing so well of ignoring it. He hated the feeling so much since it wouldn't let him be the playboy he was.

'That's exactly what I am' He reminded himself.

He would ignore it and indulge in sweet pleasure for tonight.

"Thanks for dinner, I had a great time. Maybe next time, can we go bowling?" He stopped trying to take his brunette toy's shirt off when he heard Kory's voice.

He winced as he grabbed on tighter to the brunette. She giggled at his sudden enthusiasm as he growled and finally gave into the temptation.

'I'm sorry, Kory' He thought.

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Done! To be continued.

So yeah how's that for my first story here?

I don't know how long it'll be so we'll see~

Remember to R&R, Alert, etc. Plz & Thankies! :]

If I don't say this, I know he'll poke me - Thanks to my friend for the story's title. :P

I don't own Starfire 'Kory Anders' nor Robin/Nightwing 'Dick Grayson' and the rest of Teen Titans – DC Comics.