So, hi. Yeah, I deleted the other story, Why? It just wasn't good enough. But back then I had TONS of stuff in my mind. Another KFxRae, Lovely, I think yes. I'll try to update as soon as one of you guys reviews this!

Prologue

"how old is your soul?"

So there he was. A month before the wedding. The fastest boy alive, at a bar, with his new teammates, the Teen Titans. He was being congratulated, after all, he was going to get married to the ex-villain Jean Iris Nox generally known as Jinx. He used to be so madly in love with her. Used to. Now, his attention was directed to the purple haired Titan that was next to him. He didn't really notice her much, but after he moved in with them, she became the one and only. Wallace felt abhorrence towards himself, how come he was getting married to someone who he didn't love? He needed to clarify his thoughts.

"Wally? Are you all right?" Boy Wonder's boys unfocused him from his thinking.

"Wha- Oh yes, of course. Why wouldn't I?" He said, trying to cover his anxiety.

"Well, you appear a bit... Odd. Do you want to go home?" The bird boy asked.

"N-No! I mean, we have to enjoy this night, right? So, let's just stay, okay?" He asked, if he didn't enjoy this night, others didn't have to copy him.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just say it and we will leave, okay? This is your night. " Robin said, trying to make Wallace feel better.

"No, we will stay." And with that, the red-head turned around and walked to the bar.

"Good night, sir, would you like to order a drink?" The male bartender asked politely.

"Uh, y-yeah. I'll have a...um... vodka, please." He said. Wally didn't drink much, the last time he got drunk, Robin and Cyborg had to sedate him, not that he remembered much of that.

"There you go sir, enjoy." The bartender handed him his drink. "That'll be $8,59"

Before Wally could reach his pocket, the tea-lover empath showed up, with the money in her tiny hand.

"Here" She gave the money to the bartender. "I'll pay for him."

She smiled dimly but beautifully to Wally, a smile Wallace loved, and returned, a much stronger and radiant one. They looked into each other's eyes, both with unusual colorful ones, but to them, each other looked extremely familiar yet another mystery to resolve.

"Seems like you got yourself an wonderful girlfriend, mine won't even pay her own clothing!"

"She's not my girlfriend." Wally said, with a cheerless voice no one could perceive. No one except Raven. She always knew when he was sad or happy, or mad, or anything. 'Well she's an empath, duh.' He thought to himself.

"Just friends, huh?" The bartender added with a flirty and evil smirk on his face. "Alrighty then. Anything else?"

"I'd like a martini, please." Raven added.

"Sure thing, honey." The bartender began preparing the drink she had ordered. "There you go, it would be $12,39 but for you babe, it's totally free. Enjoy your night."

And with that, the bartender left.

"Did I just got hit on by a bartender?" She asked, just to talk to Wally and stop the awkwardness.

"I guess you just did. You know what's funny? You didn't even complain about it." He said, giving a big gulp to his vodka.

"Well, I am not seeing him again, so what's the point on loosing it on him?" She pointed out.

"I guess you're right." He said. "I need to tell you something."

"If it's a lustful thought then I don't actually care." She responded.

"No, no, no my dearest. I-it's about Jinx, I don't wanna get married to her Rae, I should have met her in first place." He said, leaving the empty glass of vodka in a table nearby.

"Wally you are evidently dru-" Before she could finish her statement he quickly out a finger on her mouth. As if he were trying to shut her up.

"Shhh, honey. We are here to party, aren't we, sweetheart? You need to relaaaax. Take a sip or two of your nice martini that jerk gave to you, okay?"

Raven was filled with rage, but since Wallace was drunk, he decided not to attack.

"You're drunk." She said, trying to make him realize.

"Imjustassobberasyouare" Wallace said, tumbling from his mouth in a rush of hardly noticeable syllables.

"No you're not. C'mon, let's take you home." She said, pushing him away from the bar.

"No no no no no and no. You're gonna take some sips from that...drink of yours before we go." He slurred.

Raven quickly took two sips from her martini only to find herself really dizzy. Her head was spinning, or at least she felt so. When she regained position, she grabbed the speedster arm and teleported them to the tower. They arrived in the common room.

"Yo, Rae-Rae, we should celebrate!" He shouted raising his hands like a five-year-old. Raven actually found it slightly cute. He ran to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of wine and two glass vases. He poured the liquid idiotically into the cups and gave one to Raven, leaving the other one for himself. Raven took the cup from his hand, leaving him to have his own drink.

"I would like to celebrate for us, because we're really some sweet-ass super-heroes!" He stuttered.

Under the effects of her earlier martini, Raven drank some the content of her vase. So did Wally.

"A-and I wish us lust, I mean, luck and stuff that is good to us all!" She shouted, quite drunk.

"Yeah, whatevurr this youngster said!" He said, embracing her. And kissing her on both of the cheeks.

Raven wasn't on her senses. Wisdom and Timid told her that something wasn't right, and she should put an end to Wally's kisses. However, Love, Lust and Happiness hushedly told her to go on.

She didn't know what to do. She just allowed him to kiss her, until his lips coincidentally met hers. He tasted like, sunshine and happiness. They went for a full kiss, Raven was secretly liking it.

"W-Wally? I think this is wrong..." She said, meagerly attempting to push him away.

"I don't think this is wrong, Rae-Rae." He said between kisses. His lips brushing her neck.

"Wallace." She said, pushing herself away, using the last bit of soberness she had. "Our teammates will be here soon and I don't want them to find us like this."

"You're right, Rae-Rae. Let's go to the bedroom!"

"NO!" Raven shouted. "And s-stop calling me Rae-Rae."

"Don't you like your nickname, Rae-Rae?" He said, grabbing her by the waist, pulling her much closer, leaning in for another kiss, he growled incoherently. Believe it or not, she was a really good kisser. 'Ah, to hell with this.' She thought, grabbing the speedster's neck and placing her hips around his waist.

...

Then they were on their way to Wallace's room. It was late, and they were moderately drunk.

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