10 years.

That's the number of years Clark and Bruce has known each other. To the rest of the world they are known as Superman and Batman; but both of them, along with the rest of the Justice League members, has been through so much that it would've been cruel to still call each other by names originally given to them by strangers. No, the bond between the two is greater than brothers; especially since they've fought so many battles with each other and they've also escaped death so many times.

But of all the years they've known each other, Clark still can't get over just how big the Wayne manor is. As always, Alfred has to show Clark the way to the batcave from inside the manor; since the only way Clark was familiar with was the falls where the batwing exits.

When they finally arrived in the batcave, Clark and Alfred was able to immediately spot Bruce in front of his large computer.

"Master Bruce," Alfred called out to Bruce, "Master Kent is here for you."

"Alfred, I told you before, you can just call me Clark."

"I'm afraid I can't do that Master Kent, it goes against my principle as a servant to the Wayne family."

Clark sighed and smiled to him, "Okay, if that's what you'd prefer."

"Thank you Alfred," Bruce called, "can you check on Selina in the manor?"

"Ms Kyle is currently in the kitchen right now, trying to prepare for tonight's dinner." Alfred informed him.

Bruce sighed, "Can you check on her?"

"Yes Master Bruce."

After Alfred left the Batcave, Clark walked towards Bruce and his massive batcomputer. Bruce was still in his batsuit but his mask was removed from his face. As always, Bruce was too busy to even turn his head towards Clark.

"Barry, Jon and I managed to finally settle the crisis in Baghdad," Clark informed Bruce, who continued to stare at his screen, "as we predicted, Luthor was behind the whole thing again."

"What happened to Lex?" Bruce continues to type on the keyboard.

"For now, he's in Blackgate Prison."

"For now?"

"I've been thinking… maybe we can have him transferred somewhere else."

"Like where?"

"I don't know," Clark leaned on the table, "but whenever we put Lex in a prison, it seems he'll just break out and create chaos all over again."

"He's Lex Luthor. He's not stopping until he's put you down for good."

Clark crossed his arms, "I know. Because of that, a lot of people get hurt."

"You know there is another prison with a much higher security- your father's Phantom Zone."

Clark gave off a small chuckle, "If it didn't house dangerous, galactic criminals, then maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea."

"Your father did create the Zone to lock away dangerous criminals like Lex."

"No," Clark shook his head, "there are far greater villains out there in the galaxy that deserves to be in the Zone; Brainiac is one of them."

"Cyborg is in the watchtower with the other members of the Justice League, making sure that the security system is working properly." Bruce informed him," He's scanning the space around earth for any signs of unusual intergalactic waves."

"I hear Hal is setting up the new security measures that you've designed for the watchtower?"

"We need to be updated and ready all the time," Bruce said, "especially now that the League is getting bigger."

"You even got Diana training some of the new members." Clark continued.

"Why do you sound disappointed?"

"Honestly?" Clark raised his eyebrows," I'm not disappointed. But because you asked her to train others, she's more hyped up about new training regimes than the dinner I set up for her two nights ago."

"You're disappointed because she wasn't excited you cooked for her?"

"I'm not disappointed!"

Bruce smirked, "You two have been together for five years now, aren't you supposed to be used to the fact that you'll always be both busy and thinking about your jobs?"

"That's exactly the point!" Clark stood from the table, "we've been so busy lately we haven't had time for ourselves. I thought this dinner would give us the closer we needed for the past few months. What should I do to put spark in our relationship again?"

"Sparks in a relationship fade easily over time Clark, you know that." Bruce reminded him, "You and Diana have been through it all. You basically live together. The question you really should be asking is… why haven't both of you moved on yet?"

"What-"

"You know what I mean," Bruce finally looked at him, "sooner or later, that ring you've been keeping in your pocket might eventually rust from waiting so long."

"How did you-" Clark was more than surprised.

"You're not very subtle even when you're on your own. You always take that ring out and stare at it."

Clark smirked, shook his head and took the ring from his pocket. He stared at the small cuboidal diamond on the thin but strong silver made ring.

"It was my mother's engagement ring." Clark told Bruce, "she gave it to me before I left for Metropolis. She was so convinced that I was going to meet my future wife there."

"And have you?"

"Not exactly in Metropolis; but whenever I think about my future with Diana, the thought is not at all far along."

"You're supposed to be the simple minded one between the two of us Clark; I don't understand why it's taking you this long to make a decision."

"And I don't understand why I'm taking relationship advice from Batman." Clark laughed.

"Laugh all you want but we both know it's Diana that's keeping you from asking. Have you even asked her what she thinks?"

Clark squinted his eyes at Bruce, "How about you? It's been three years since you and Selina rekindled your relationship after being apart for two years. She's already messing up your kitchen trying to learn how to make dinner."

"It hasn't been easy but we're making it work."

"You sly dog!" Clark tapped Bruce on his shoulder and laughed, "I'm glad you've finally decided to settle down in a relationship with her."

Bruce didn't say anything. But when Clark saw the smile on Bruce's face, he decided not to tease Bruce any longer.

"Anyway," Clark slowly walked towards the exit of the cave, "I just came here to tell you that we've finished the job in Baghdad. And to come and see how you're doing here. I need to get back to Watchtower and-"

"I asked Selina to marry me."

Clark stopped.

He turned around just in time to see that Bruce finally took his eyes off of the computer screen and towards Clark.

"And she said yes." Bruce continued.

A few seconds passed by as Clark and Bruce stared at each other. Bruce was trying to read Clark's expression- trying to determine whether Clark was happy or disappointed in him; and Clark was doing the same.

Finally, Clark smiled and extended his hand to his friend.

"Congratulations," Clark said, "I'm happy for you Bruce."

"I'd like you to be my best man." Bruce told him.

Clark chuckled, "I thought it was a given that if ever you got married, I will automatically be your best man. I'm the only one who can put up with that moody attitude of yours after all."

Bruce laughed weakly as he took Clark's hand and shook it, "I'll take that as a yes."

With a huge sigh, Clark dropped on the couch in his Fortress of Solitude. The place might be cold but when Clark laid his head on the couch, he thought of nothing but sleep. That was until another figure appeared beside him.

"I see you've had a long day?"

The figure beside him was the beautiful woman he has been longing to see the whole day. Despite the fact that she was also busy the whole day, she still looked as beautiful and graceful as she did when she left this morning. Her dark, raven hair flowed down her back smoothly; her blue oceanic eyes lit up and her face was just as radiant.

"And you didn't?" Clark raised an eyebrow.

Diana sat on the couch beside Clark and began removing her boots off. But Clark gently grabbed Diana's leg and slowly removed the zipper from her boots.

"Here, let me do this." Clark said.

"Thank you," Diana smiled. She placed her hand on Clark's head and brushed his dishevelled hair, "did you forget to put that hair product on your hair this morning? Your hair is a mess."

Clark weakly laughed, grabbed her hand and kissed her, "It's cute that you're worrying about how my hair looks."

"Well someone has to," Diana commented, "I bet you don't even know where the hair product is don't you?"

"It's in the bathroom isn't it?"

"No," Diana leaned forward and picked something from underneath couch. It was the hair gel. She raised an eyebrow at him as she handed it to him, "I don't know how that got there but your fortress is getting messier."

Clark pondered over the thought for a while as he stared at his hair gel. Diana was right; it's been a while since he has tidied up the place.

"Do you want to tidy up the place together?" Clark asked her.

"I already live here, so of course, I'd want to tidy up the place as well. But finding time is hard right now, especially since I've finally come up with a new training regime for the new members."

As soon as Diana mentioned the idea that they were already living together, Clark immediately remembered what Bruce asked him earlier: "Why haven't both of you moved on yet?"

"So apparently Bruce asked Selina to marry him." Clark said.

"Really? That was sudden." Diana was surprised," But I'm happy for the two of them."

"I was surprised as well," Clark continued, "But the two have been together for a while now; and I've never seen Bruce so happy than when he is with Selina."

"Have they decided when they're going to get married?"

"Not sure yet," Clark shook his head, "but I imagine not far along….. How about you? Have you thought about the idea of marriage?"

Diana was silent for a while; and Clark saw from her expression that it was something she didn't expect Clark to ask.

"Marriage…I'd rather not talk about it just now Clark," Diana said in a lower voice, "especially with our roles in the League and our responsibilities."

"But we've been together for five years now Diana," Clark argued, "and the thought hasn't appeared in your mind at all?"

"I came from a race where marriage wasn't exactly popular," Diana said, "we grew up thinking about how we can survive in battles, not our dream weddings."

"Well will you at least think about it now?" Clark pleaded with Diana.

Diana stared into Clark's eyes then placed her hand on his cheek, "I will…. Just not right now."

Hi guys,

It was idea that was put out to write a fanfiction of Clark and Diana visiting Bruce's wedding. So I thought I'd pput it up. It's just a short story but hope you enjoy it!