A/N - Got bored. My mind somehow constructed this bizzare story. Well, enjoy it why don't ya?!

Chapter One : HERE'S THE DEAL

I really didn't care what he had to say to me, nor did I even bother to listen. Bruce was giving me yet another leture about my ignorance to a thing called 'responsibility'. Didn't he realise his words were going in one ear and out the other?

So what? I hadn't done that bad a thing. I had simply taken out Babs for a good time and...maybe I hadn't got home quite on time...

Understatement.

We arrived back at the Manor at eight in the morning, to be caught by Bruce while he was reading the newspaper. Oh boy, what a morning it was.

"You two don't even seem to understand how much trouble you're in. You don't even seem to be listning!" Bruce yelled, the newspaper once perfect and smooth scrunched neatly in his fist.

"If anyone saw you two out there...I'd be concidered one of the worse guardians ever!"

Babs shot me a small grin from where she was standing. God, I loved her way of making even the worse situations seem fun. I suppose that's why we got on so well though. Since Bruce had introduced us we pretty much had hit it off. Babs was short, funny, pretty and smart - and I adored her intentively. It was only I realised, that in recent years, my admoration had perhaps warped into some form of love for her. Twisted as it was, I think she felt the same way back.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" Bruce questioned, the level of irritation high in his voice.

I paused, realising I hadn't been listning to a thing he had been wafling on about. I desperately tried to think of a plausable reply when Babs interupted.

"We're sorry, Bruce. We meant to come home earlier. Infact, I think it was mainly my fault. If I wasn't so tipsy it would have been easier for Dick to bring me home."

Bruce stared a her for a brief moment and simply shook his head. "Barbara, of all people. You should know even better than Dick."

Barbara nodded solumly which caused a small smirk to cross my face. I looked back at Bruce, who now looked a heck of a lot calmer, and gave a sigh of relief. I knew for something like this I would most deffinately be grounded. As Bruce departed, with Barabara following him in toe, I began to wonder just how long my sentence would be this time.

I remember when, not too long ago, I had taken one of the cars from the garage and had gone on a joy ride. Man did Bruce throw a hissy that morning. I got two months of room detention and lost my own licence. Meanwhile, Babs has been laughing at me the whole time. That naughty little sneak. She was the one who thought of the plan, though I do suppose I was the stupid one who went and acted it out.

I placed my hand to my jaw in thought about the span of my grounding when the doorbell rang. Naturally I wouldn't answer, leaving it for Al to take care of.

Good old Al. Always there when you need to talk, when Bruce was strangely no where to be found. I continued to wait a couple more minutes, hoping to catch Alfred as he answered the door to talk about the extent of my punishment. The doorbell rang again, although Alfred was still no where in sight. I shrugged and unlocked the door, expecting to see a mail-boy, a friend of Bruce's - heck, even the gardener. But I didn't see any one of those people.

Standing in the place where one of my previous thoughts should have been, and almost knocking me off my feet, was a pair of almost flurencent emerald green eyes.

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A/N - Was it as thrilling as you thought it would be? Review or I will eat your nose! Mwah ha ha ha ha!

Chapter Two : THE GIRL WITH GREEN EYES (I'll only continue it if someone wants to read it...)