Chapter One
AN: Hey! This is a new story, as most know. The Titans are not going to have powers. I suggest if you don't like heartbreaking, drama, lust, tear-jerking romance and anger, leave. Though there will not be any lemon (sexually contented) chapters, seeing as I am far too young and could possibly never write again if caught writing those, there will be possible references. Anyway, I hope you like and please review.
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"Richard! Richard!" her voice screamed. Tears ran down her cheeks as she looked around in the crowd. Her auburn hair was in a beautiful up do and her jade eyes were watery. She felt a hand touch her shoulder. She smiled and turned around to vivid blue eyes. Her smile softened.
"Kori, I'm here," he assured her. She stood there for a moment, staring him in the eyes. He returned her gaze.
"Richard, I-I love you. I want to be with you. Don't leave me, please," she begged. Richard smiled and took her head and pulled her close to his, capturing her in a passionate kiss. Before she could respond, he pulled back.
"I won't ever leave you Kori. Like I've said before, you're my shining star. But we can't be together," he then replied. Kori's heart beat faster.
"W-What? Why?" she asked, tears falling like rain. Her mascara had begun to run and she could barely hold her wedding dress up. Richard cupped her cheek.
"Because the world wouldn't accept it. We weren't meant to be, Kori. We weren't," his voice trailed off.
She awoke suddenly. She looked around, only seeing her fiancé, Kyle. She laid her arm across his chest. Every morning, every day that went by, she hoped for the same person to be there. Though every time she opened her eyes, she saw the person that was suppose to take his place; the person she found to fill the big hole in her heart.
The dream on the other hand, came often. None of it had ever even happened before. She hoped that wasn't what would happen anyway. She convinced herself that she was through with Richard Grayson. Kyle was the guy she loved.
He opened his eyes and looked at her, a smile playing on his face. "Hey Baby. Sleep well?" he asked her. She softly smiled and nodded.
"I slept well," she lied, trailing her finger down his chest. He smiled and moved his head down, kissing her softly on the lips. She went dominant and forced him on his back.
When she was with Richard, they always played around, trying to be the dominant one. With her new fiancé, he just let her be dominant.
She pulled back and looked down at him, smiling seductively. He smiled and ran his fingers through her hair. "Do you know how much I want to take off that little shirt of yours?" he asked her. If she hadn't wanted to be alone, she would have never said yes when he proposed.
Why hadn't Richard? He was the one she had always wanted to be with. Growing up she used to write in her notebook each day how much she loved him and how much she wanted to confess to him. Things didn't work out. Never the right time, as a matter of fact, there never was a time. Richard had a different girlfriend every week. She could never ask him unless she had a squeaky blonde hanging her head over Richard's shoulder and the one time they did try, he broke her heart, as he had done to her many times before.
Kori slightly smiled and replied, "I know, but we both have work and neither of us can afford to be late." Even though that was a lie, Kori needed to get away from him a little while.
She jumped out of bed, her baby blue pajama shorts showing off her perfectly curved bottom. The tight, pink Happy Bunny shirt perked her breasts up, making them appear a bit larger than they really were. She slipped her feet into some soft pink slippers that Rachel had gotten her for Christmas.
She went into their master bathroom and turned a little of the cold water, and the hot water all the way. She loved taking a hot shower. Kyle, her fiancé, told her she looked like she had been scolded. Richard would always joke that she looked like a tomato.
Why couldn't she get that playboy out of her mind? Richard was the worst man in all of Jump City and Gotham. Whyhad she fallen for him? She never wanted a guy that was wanted by women and men.
Kori took off her clothes and threw her slippers by the tub. She moved the shower curtain and got in. The scolding, hot water washed down her back. She pushed her hair back and let the water soak it.
"Hey! Kori! Don't use up all the hot water!" Kyle's voice rang through the door. She felt more like she was a roommate than his soon to be wife.
"Ok. I'll be out in fifteen!" she yelled back. She took her sponge and lathered it up with sweet pea soap. She washed her body, making herself squeaky clean. She then got her shampoo and conditioner and washed her hair thoroughly.
She turned the water off and grabbed one of her towels. She bent over and wrapped her hair up, then grabbing the other towel and starting to dry off. She looked around and realized she'd forgotten her clothes. She wrapped the towel around her and walked out to her drawer and pulled out her panties and bra. She then opened her walk-in closet and pulled out a denim miniskirt with black leggings and a pink halter top with black lacings. She then got her best high-heeled shoe, a Mary Jane.
She rushed back into the bathroom and quickly changed. She started applying make-up, very light to her tanned complexion. She retrieved her blow-dryer and dried her auburn hair, then putting it up in a messy yet totally cute bun. She took her ring out of the jewelry box and placed it on her finger. She noticed a necklace and her eyes fixated on it.
Richard had gotten it for her while they were dating. It was a gorgeous silver heart with pink diamonds tracing along the heart and inside. He engraved in the back, You are my shining star. Lead me to the light my love.
Kori shut the box and walked out. She needed to get that creep out of her mind. She was getting married in two weeks. She didn't need second thoughts.
Yeah, that's why she was thinking about him: cold feet. She saw Kyle waiting on the bed and smiled, grabbing her purse from the ground. "I love you, Baby," he told her.
Her smile fainted a bit as she replied, "I love you, too."
Richard walked lazily downstairs, already hearing breakfast being made. He stretched his arms. Even through his button up shirt, you could see an imprint of his well-sculpted abs. He moved his hands behind his head and sat down at the table, seeing a very familiar face.
Bruce Wayne, a guy he saw every day. "Ah, Bruce, you should really pay Eloise more money. With the way she cooks, she deserves to be richer than you," Richard replied, looking at the foreign girl.
"You mean, richer than you. All this will be yours very soon with the way things are going lately," Bruce said, his voice very faint.
"Stop that Bruce. You're gonna be around longer than you think. Just start relaxing more," Richard assured him. Truth be known, but Bruce Wayne hadn't been doing well lately. After suffering a stroke at one of his parties, he began to grow very weak.
Bruce moved his morning paper down to see his adoptive son's face. "Running a company like this, there's not anytime to relax," he replied, looking at him, a smile starting to play on his face.
"Tonight we're having our New Year party, and guess who I invited to cover and host the party?" Bruce taunted, moving the paper to shield his eyes. Though, it might have been the small smirk that was on his face.
Richard looked at him through his dark shades. "Who?" he asked, having absolutely no clue to whom it was.
"Does a Kori Anders or Kyle Fawner bring up any memories?" Bruce asked. Richard's face went blank.
"K-Kori? Why is she coming here? And with Kyle! You're ruining my life aren't you?!" Richard exclaimed.
Bruce only smiled. "I told you. She's gonna cover and host the party. We need the publicity and a reporter is just the way to do it," he remarked. Richard let out a huffed growl.
"As if she's not bad enough, you had to invite Kyle, too," he said, roughly.
"Well, why not? He's a very wealthy business man as me, and also, they are engaged," Bruce implied. Richard stopped cold, his heart picking up pace.
"S-she's engaged? To Kyle?" he said, distaste with her choice of a fiancé. Bruce only nodded, folding his paper and standing up.
"Yeah. Maybe you should have kept her close, then you might have been in his place," Bruce said, placing his coffee down and walking out.
Richard sat for a moment, before letting out an aggravated growl. He walked out, brushing his fingers through his dark hair.
Kori wasn't ever the girl to had fallen for a jerk-off like Kyle. He himself had known him for years. They used to be tight. His mind became puzzled very quickly. Why him? Of all people?
Then it hit him: sweet, sweet, revenge. She didn't love him. He told himself. She wanted payback. She wanted what every girl who had ever been broken up with wanted; to see their ex jealous. It was sure as hell working, too. He had never felt so angry and full of emotion before.
He walked outside, unlocking his Viper and jumping in. With a turn of the key, and a foot slammed on the gas pedal, Richard sped off.
"I'm here!" Kori said excitedly, jumping in her chair. Rachel peered over at the clearly happy, 23 year old.
Rachel slightly smiled, walking over to Kori's desk, sitting on the edge. "Why are you so happy?" she asked. Kori looked over at her almost purple-haired friend.
"I missed work, and also, take a guess who is covering the biggest party in all of Gotham?" Kori replied. Rachel's violet eyes widened.
"Oh my God! You're covering Wayne Enterprise's New Year's party!" Rachel asked excitedly. Kori nodded as they both jumped up and down in happiness.
"I'm gonna host the party and I can get you, Garfield, Victor, and Karen in!" Kori told her. Rachel put a hand on the side as she realized something.
"Are you gonna be able to handle that scum-bag of an ex?" she asked, concerned with that fact. Kori smiled and nodded.
"I'll be fine. If he says anything, I have Kyle to take up for me. And if that doesn't help, I have two other options," Kori replied. Rachel raised a brow. "I've got mase and I have a fist," she finished. Rachel smiled and rolled her eyes.
A screeching noise that happened to be their boss rang through the intercom. "We have a meeting in an hour and a half and I want my sports writer in my office now!" rang Katherine's voice. Though she was born with Katherine as a name, she was known as Kitten, Richard's ex-kitten.
Rachel and Kori both let out an aggravated sigh. "I hate her," Rachel blurted out. Kori smiled and slightly laughed as an ebony girl walked around the corner.
"Hey girls! Cappuccino?" she asked. They both nodded and took a cup.
"Hey Karen. Would you and Victor like to come to the biggest party of the year?" Rachel asked. Karen spat out her drink and looked at them both.
"No way! Really?" she asked, surprised as ever. They both nodded and Karen had to hold back from squealing. Kori smiled and leaned back in her chair.
"Yes really, so are you coming or not?" Rachel asked. Karen nodded happily, standing against the wall.
"Of course. I'll have to get Tara to watch Keisha and Alana, though," she replied.
"So, how are those two nieces of mine?"Kori asked. Being a close friend to both Victor and Karen, she considered them family, just as she did Garfield and Rachel.
Karen's face lit up with a smile. "They're growing up like bean sprouts. Keisha has a ballet recital next week and Alana is starting to write words, "Karen informed. Kori smiled and sighed.
"I can't wait until I have a kid," Kori replied. Rachel and Karen both gave her a confused look.
"I thought Kyle didn't want any kids?" Rachel asked. Karen shook her head and took a drink.
"He doesn't but I can imagine, can't I?" Kori asked.
"I wouldn't marry somebody like him. He isn't trained well enough," Karen blurted. Kori raised a brow at her comment.
"You make him sound like a dog," she answered.
"Well, most men are dogs anyway. Kyle is a good example. You see, before you get married, you have to make sure that the guy knows who's wearing the pants in the house. If you let him overpower you, and control the house, you'll turn out to be a desperate housewife trying to pull your husband away from football and ending up screwing the next door neighbor because he hates football and isn't married," Karen informed. Rachel balled up her fist and shook it in the air.
"Preach, Karen, preach!" Rachel raved, sparking attention.
Karen stood on the desk and started out," We women have to take control! We've got to show these men who's the boss! Am I right?" she yelled out. Since most of the reporters were women, she received a happy response. "Which means we need our next president to be Hillary Clinton!" she yelled out, smiling. She received some booing and cheering at that as she sat back down.
Kori ran her fingers through her hair. "Well, I agree with the president part,' Kori replied. Both of her friends sighed.
"I think you were better with Richard," Karen muttered. Kori's attention went straight to her.
"Oh really? You think I was better off with that two-timing cheater!?" Kori said angered. Karen shook her hands in defense.
"No, I think you were more outgoing with Richard. At least when you were with him you actually had that three letter word called fun," she remarked. Kori closed her eyes and shook her head.
"Can't you just be happy that I'm with somebody, somebody that I care about and plan on marrying?" Kori said. Karen shook her head.
"I'm sorry girl, but I can't. You can do so much better. You have your personality, looks, will power, you could make any man happy,"
"Yeah, and I've chosen that man and his name is Kyle," Kori said back. Karen sighed.
"Whatever. It's your life. I'm just trying to be your friend," Karen replied, apologizing in her own way. They both truced and finished their cappuccinos.
"Five minutes till air time!" a young man yelled out. Kori looked at the two and smiled.
"See you in an hour," she told them going to her seat.
"I love you, too," the young soap actress said, pulling in closer to the male. Richard sat his Starbuck's down and looked at the waitresses. Their eyes were glued to the TV as the two people kissed. One of them, a blonde, turned around, hugging herself.
"Oh, why can't men really be like that?' the blonde said. Richard narrowed his icy blue eyes at her.
"Because this is the 21st century, now turn that sappy love stuff off?" he answered. The blonde's hand went to her hips.
"Well, look what the cat dragged in; a rat." She replied. The others looked back him, and all disgusted. "Are you even the least bit polite? "
"No," another one replied for him. Richard looked over at them and glared a bit.
"For your information, I can be polite. I just don't want to see that fake romance," he said, taking a drink. "If you want romance, go to a bar, get a beer, and drink until you pass out. You'll find a lot of romance. Maybe not the type your thinking of but its romance," he finished, smirking.
The blonde looked at him, narrowing her eyes. "You are a sick pervert. You should have been neutered years ago," she said, pouring another person some coffee. Richard simpered and squeezed his cup.
"You're just mad cause you can't get someone like me," he told her. The girl raised a brow and looked toward Richard. "Y-"
"Good morning, Jump City. This is Kori Anders," Richard's attention ignored the girl as he looked at the TV. A young, auburn haired lady smiled brightly. Her emerald eyes sparkled through the camera.
Richard stood up, his eyes fixated on the TV. She had gotten more beautiful than ever. She wasn't beautiful as in a fake, plastic sort of way. She was a natural beauty. Her smile softly faded as she started the broadcast.
"Thanks for joining us here at Channel One News, where we always give you the real news on the fuse. Calvin Drakes couldn't make it for this noon edition," Richard was lost in thought. He only had the attractive, red head on the screen on his mind. As she started into the news, he felt breathless.
"Tonight is Gotham City's biggest party of the year: Wayne Enterprises New Years Party, hosted by myself. Tonight will be the initiation of Bruce Wayne's adoptive son, Richard Grayson. Mr. Grayson will be receiving the heir to Wayne Enterprises along with Bruce Wayne's fortune and inheritance." Richard noticed how she appeared, calm? Ever since three years ago, she had always hated him. He had no clue why but she did.
"Hey! Jerk!" the blonde yelled. Richard looked over at her and raised a brow.
"What?" he answered. The blonde held out her hand and perked her lips slightly.
"My tip?" she asked. Richard growled and gave her a five. He threw his coat over him and walked out of the Starbuck's.
Kori, just the name awoke butterflies. As he walked to his car, he thought about the New Years party. She was gonna be there! He couldn't imagine what feeling he would feel when he saw her with Kyle.
He opened the door of his Viper and jumped in. He sat there for a moment then shook his head, pulling out of the drive way.
As he sped down the road, Kori's face played through his mind. She was so perfect. Everything about her was perfect: her looks, her attitude, the way she would call his name. He didn't know what, but for some reason every time he thought of her now, his heart would beat faster. Maybe he was falling in love?
AN: I hope this was good for a first chapter. I'm trying to make my chapters longer now so bare with me.