Hey my little Munchkins! I know I've said to some people I would write some yaoi, but if I didn't get this on here then my brain was going to explode. So I hope you enjoy and reviews are helpful! :) Also, I was watching step up 3 when I was writing this so that is where the dance came from. If you want the song to listen to while reading, it's bust your windows. ;D


"Catherine, my office now!" Perry calls from his office as I try to write the article on Superwoman's last fight with Lex. Kind of hard to write about yourself but put it all in third? Nah, you get used to it. I get up from my desk and straighten my skirt before walking around my desk and go to Perry's office. I close the door behind as I see Perry talking the playboy millionaire.

"Catherine, I'm sure you know who Mr Wayne is." Perry says as he looks at me and gestures to Bruce.

"Who wouldn't know Gotham's playboy." I reply and earn a chuckle from him.

"Lovely to meet you too Catherine." He says as he holds out his hand and I take it. He kisses the knuckles and then lets it go. Playboy until the end, huh?

"Now that the greetings are over, let's get to why I called you in here." Perry interrupts as Bruce and I sit in the seats next to each other across the desk from Perry.

"Mr Wayne has offered to let you go to fundraiser with him this weekend to report on the activities so to say." He tells me. I look over at Bruce was still smiling and looking over at me.

"That is if you agree to it of course." He assures me and I look back at Perry.

"Okay, I'll go." I reply and Perry sighs with relief.

"But there is one thing; you have to meet with Mr Wayne at the party. As he has something important to deal with before he goes." I wonder what.

"That's fine. Where and when?" I ask as I stand up.

"Saturday night, nine o'clock." Bruce replies as he follows me to the door.

"Bring your dancing shoes too." He whispers in my ear before leaving to go to the elevators. I go back to my desk and Lewis comes over to me.

"What happened in there?" He asks me as I look up at him.

"Going to a fundraiser with Bruce Wayne. May even get to see him dance." I reply and he chuckles.

"Video it for me, this I got to see. The playboy billionaire dancing." He chuckles before walking away.


I walk to the monitors, where Batman and J'onn stood.

"Anything going on?" I ask as I look over some of the monitors.

"Central city is under attack from Captain Boomerang but Flash and
Green Lantern are handling it." Batman replies but doesn't take his eyes off the Gotham monitor.

"J'onn, why don't you go rest. I'll take over from here." I offer him and he nods his head and then disappears through the floor. I sit down on the chair that J'onn had just previously left and watch over the monitors. A long silence fills the air and I start to feel a bit awkward.

"How's Dick doing?" I ask out of the blue. Kind of the first thought in my head.

"Catherine, you the worst person to try to cover an awkward tension. But he's fine none the less." He replies and looks over at me.

"So you dance?" I ask him and turn in the chair to face him fully.

"Only on some occasions. One being Saturday night." He replies and stands up.

"What will we be doing on Saturday night?" I ask him as he walks over the doors.

"Just wear comfortable heels and a loose dress." He replies and smirks before leaving me alone in the room.


"Master Bruce, home so soon?" Alfred asks me as I walk over to the computer in the cave.

"Nothing major is going to happen, so I'm turning in early." I reply and quickly file in the reports of tonight. Once I finish them I go to get changed into a pair of grey bottoms and a white tank top. I run up to the manor and go to my bathroom to have a shower. Striping out of my clothes, I turn the water on and wait for the steam to let me know that the water was just right. Stepping into the shower, letting out a groan as the warm water touches my tensed muscles. Relaxing them right down to the core of each and every one. As I run my hands through my now wet hair, my thoughts start to drift to one person. And one person who is starting to become very important to me. Catherine. Jesus, what that woman is doing to me would send any normal man go out of his mind.

My memory drifts to yesterday when I went to the Daily Planet. The way her skirt hugged at her hips and her ass, if Perry wasn't in the room at the time I would've put her over that table and shown her a thing or two. My blood runs south and I moan as the water tickles down it. I reach down to my erection and start to pump it. I lean back against the tiled wall and start to get faster. I can just imagine her under me as I made love to her, having her scream out my name as she would climax. Then her begging for us to do it all over again.

"Ahh… Catherine…" I moan and throw my head back as I find my release. God, what is she doing to me?


He said meet him there at nine right? So where is he? I did as he asked and wore a dress that was semi-loose. Exposed the upper of my back and made a V shape down to the upper of my stomach. My shoes were just some black, low heeled shoes. Nothing out the ordinary party outfit with a load of rich people. I walk through the hall doors; a man passes me a mask to wear over my face. I put it on and then try to mingle.

"Now ladies and gentlemen, the broken tango." A woman says and then all the women line up and so do the men. I stand at the end of the line of women and face my partner I guess. I couldn't tell who it was, because his wearing a mask, duh! We start to walk towards each other and bow before he puts his hand on my back and holds my hand. My free hand on his shoulder. We move around in an inner circle with five other pairs as the rest go around us in the opposite direction. Turning our heads every time the music makes a small beat. The man spins me around and I throw my leg up, bring my foot to my knee as the man leans me down and then brings me back up.

I spin to the next man in the circle and he holds my hips and I put my arms around his shoulders.

"So nice of you to join me." He says and smiles and I look up and see past the mask.

"Bruce." I gasp out and he smiles wider. We hold hands and he puts his hand on my back while I put mine on his shoulder. We walk in line with everyone and turn our heads towards where we walk and back to look at each other. We stop and he spins me around and then puts his hand on my shoulders and I lean back and then come back up. I cross my arms across my chest and stomach as he puts his hands on my hips again. Keeping my back to him, he takes my hand and both our other hands stay on my hip. And go to the outer circle and walk around. He brings my hand (that was on my hip) above and around my head and I step back. I come back and spin as he puts the hand back over my head and back on my hip.

We take two more steps before I step forward and Bruce steps back and hold my hand. I spin back into him and I lean back onto his knee and throw my arm and head back and he pulls me up slowly. I put my hand on his chest and push him back and as everyone does some kind of lift, Bruce picks me up and holds my legs to one side of him as he stares up into my eyes.

"I love your dress." He tells me and puts me down. We hold one hand and then turn away to come back together. And walk together and then face each other and then turn away. I lean back and Bruce supports me and then brings me back up. We walk in a small circle and keep our faces close to one another. I jump up and land on his knee again and look away from him. I come back down onto my feet and kick my leg up again and then slide it against the floor behind me. Come back up and put an arm around Bruce's neck as he puts a hand on my back and we turn in a small circle. Then we stand in line with one another and walk backwards.

He stands still and I step back and spin into him again. He grabs my leg and I throw my body back as the music finishes. I roll back up to have Bruce's face inches away from mine as I put my leg down off him.

"Since when did you know how to tango?" He asks me as we walk off the dance floor.

"I could ask you the same question, playboy." I reply and he chuckles as a waiter gives us both a glass of champagne.

"What's with the masks?" I ask as I adjust mine.

"Thought I would surprise you when you got on that dance floor." He replies and puts a piece of my hair behind my ear.

"You're not going to butter me up like all the other women you've been with, are you Bruce?" I mock a shocked little high school girl's voice.

"Not unless you want to be, princess." He replies and sips his champagne. I have a sip from mine as I look away from him and look out over the crowds of people.

"A lot of people here." I say as I look back at Bruce, who was staring at my exposed back and now my chest. He realises that he's been caught and looks up at my face.

"Nothing out of the normal party hosted by Gotham's own billionaire playboy." He shrugs and looks over to a man who was coming towards us.

"Mr Fox, pleasure to see you here old friend." Bruce greets him as he shakes hands with the man.

"Bruce you know I would never miss one of your parties." He replies and looks over at me.

"Fox this is Catherine Kent. She's my guest tonight." Bruce introduces me and I shake hands with Mr Fox.

"Lovely to meet you Catherine." He says and then him and Bruce talk.


"Well, thanks again for dropping me home Bruce. And thanks for the night too." She says as she tries to unlock her apartment door. I lean over and unlock it for her and I swear I hear her mutter 'smart arse'.

Now's your chance dickhead!

"How about we go out again this Monday night? My treat?" I ask her as she turns back round to face to me.

"Is Bruce Wayne asking me out on a date?" She asks as she raises an eyebrow.

"Call it, hanging out." I reply and she laughs.

"Okay, pick me up at five." She tells me and then shuts the door.

What have I started?