Memories on a Hot Summer Night
Author's Notes:
Welcome one and all! This is my very first story that I have ever completed(though not my first that I've written). It's also my debut fiction on this site. It features one of my favorites couples in the comic world: Batman and Wonder Woman. This story is Rated M for descriptions of sexual behavior, though nothing to serious or extreme.
This story does contain mild to major spoilers of various DC storylines featuring these two iconic characters. Spoilers include: Final Crisis, Infinite Crisis, Superman/Batman: The Supergirl from Krypton, Sacrifice, Superman/Batman: Worship, R.I.P., Return of Bruce Wayne, Wonder Woman Odyssey and several others. Nothing to serious, but I wanted to warn everyone just to be safe.
If any of you decide to review, much appreciated, but you don't have to. Thank you for reading and enjoy.
Chapter 1: Rooftop Memories
It was too hot. And there was a full moon out.
Granted, it was only the middle of August and summer in Gotham was always hot. During the day it could reach up to 110 degrees on the hottest days. Even at night the city could dip to as low as 77 degrees during the month of August.
On this particular night, a lone figure watched over the city. Standing with one foot on a gargoyle and overlooking his city from 40 stories up, Batman watched his city with his focused determination. It was still fairly early, but the heat was still within the city.
The temperature gauge within Batman's white lenses showed 81 degrees. Hot for 10:15 at night. Yet, that didn't bother him; his suit was designed to handle extreme weather. The suit also served as it's own self-sufficient air conditioner inside.
Tonight, the heat wouldn't bother him, it was the criminal element that he was concerned with. During the summer nights, crime rates rose, however tonight was different, it was quiet. And that concerned him, usually quiet nights meant something big was about to happen. But the cryptographic sequencer, which was tuned into the police scanners, had almost no activity, that news had actually had him relieved. He wanted to be home, lying in bed and resting. He wanted to be with the person that would lie in bed next to him. He smiled slightly at the thought of her: sharing his home, his cave, his world, his bed and his life with her.
He felt the light breeze behind him and smiled, she had arrived. He could smell her scent, no perfume or fragrance, just her.
"Aren't you hot?" Diana asked from behind him. Amazed at how the heat rarely, if ever, bothered him.
He turned to look at her with his usual stoic expression. He took in her sight, she had a small smile and she was as gorgeous as ever.
"No, Princess, of course not."
Wonder Woman stood across from Batman, wearing her outfit that she had acquired almost sixteen months ago. The black leather pants, red top, gold arm straps and red and gold bracelets looked beautiful on her, but then again, Diana could make anything look beautiful on her. Though it took him several weeks to adjust to her new look in the beginning, it grew on him, she still had the same tiara, at least one positive.
"I was hoping you'd wear your old outfit…" Batman stated slowly walking towards her.
Diana sighed, but smiled while holding her left hand out for him. "I told you months ago when we finally got married, that I would wear this suit in Gotham and not just outside the city."
Bruce grabbed her hand and held it gently as if her skin were like porcelain. "I understand, it does help blend in with the city, but…" He spoke as Bruce, and struggled wanting to form the right words as he placed his arm around her waist.
"But nothing." She pulled him towards her and gently kissed him on the lips. "Besides, your black and yellow symbol on your chest sticks out too. So it evens out."
He had to agree with that point. After all they had been through in two years, the events with Dr. Hurt, his "death" at the hands of Darkseid's omega beams, then his return through time, to defeating Dr. Hurt before he could make another attempt to destroy what he had built. He realized when he came back what he had missed and almost lost. He was gone for five months and after his returned reclaimed the mantle and began the building of "Batman Incorporated". Though he let Dick Grayson, his adoptive son, his ward, remain Batman, because he had come to the realization that the world needed more than one Batman. And Dick was a worthy successor to the mantle, it had actually brought them closer than they were in his youth. And besides, Dick and his son Damien were a better team, so it made it easier to go out on his own again. Of course Diana wouldn't let that last very long anyway.
"True, I guess I can't have it both ways." Bruce placed his face close to her neck and inhaled her scent. She signed and shut her eyes at this always enticing gesture from her husband.
Husband.
Diana let the word linger in her mind. She was Diana Wayne. Mistress of Wayne Manor, the Princess of Gotham as the local media called her. She dreamt of this during her time in the Wonderdome. She realized afterwards that it would not be worth the risks forming a romantic relationship with him. Just "friends", she told him after a hug. As they moved further from that day, she couldn't move the thoughts of them together from her mind. While they remained friends, they still sparred and argued back and forth about everything that involved the Justice League. Yet, the events of Kara Zor-El's arrival to Earth, Clark's cousin from Krypton, suddenly changed everything, witnessing Bruce's injuries after challenging Darkseid, she realized then and there that she loved him more than she knew.
That night on Paradise Island, after Clark and Kara had flown far enough away, she revealed her feelings for him. Injured and still nursing a broken arm, she told him without hesitating, how she truly felt for so long. She saw the look on his face and he slowly removed his cowl telling her that he would like to wait until he was fully healed to speak about this topic again.
So she waited again.
"Thoughts, Princess?" She was removed from her deep thoughts upon hearing Batman's stoic voice, not Bruce's. They let go of each other and slowly backed away from one another.
"Nothing." She looked at Batman. "Is your patrol over soon?"
"I would have to say it is."
"Good." She slowly backed away from him and prepared to fly back to the Manor. "I'm feeling a little tired, I'm planning on turning in early tonight."
She floated over the rooftop now. Preparing to fly back to Wayne Manor, her home for sixteen wonderful months.
"Coming?" She said this with a twinkle in her eyes and a small smirk.
Batman couldn't help but smirk back. "Your knight obeys princess." He turned towards the edge of the rooftop and began to take out his grapple. "Besides it's rather quiet tonight anyway, could use the extra sleep."
Wonder Woman started to slowly fly away. "Great. See you in the cave."
He turned and nodded, jumping off the rooftop and started to glide down. She could hear him fire off his grapple to slow his momentum down as he headed to where the Batmobile was located.
He was looking forward to a good night's rest. As Batman landed towards the Batmobile, he activated the automatic doors and jumped in. He couldn't help but smile. In nights like this when it was hot, Diana liked to have skin on skin contact. As he sat in the driver's seat and activated the car, he grinned, tonight was indeed a very good night.