Chapter Two:

Catwoman was at a museum about to steal a priceless jewel when Batman approached her.

"Tell me Catwoman, are you here to actually steal for the thrill? Or are you just trying to prove to yourself that you can't be a good person?" He asked.

"Do i even have a choice?" She asked back.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Let's be honest, the only reason you and i even really spend time together is because i'm a bad girl. That's what makes this whole thing so fun." She said stepping closer to him.

"What thing?" He asked.

"This unspoken television series thing." She said placing her hand on his chest. "You know like Pam and Jim from the office."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Oh yes you do." Both of her hands now resting on his chest. "The girl and guy both like each other but can't admit it otherwise the show loses it's ratings, so the don't speak of it. That's what we have, the unspoken thing for each other." She then looked at him closely. This is the closest she had ever been to him. "You have a jawline for days." She said softly.

"You have incredible cheekbones." He replied quietly.

Their eyes widened as they both stepped back away from each other. They both knew it. They knew the other person knew it. They knew what this meant.

"Let me settle the confusion right now. There is no unspoken thing." He said coldly.

"Oh trust me Batman. Now.. there really is an unspoken thing." She said as she strutted away, purposely shaking her hips for him. "See you around."

"I guess i will." He replied.

She left the museum empty handed. As they both headed home, they both no idea what this newfound knowledge of each other meant.

Alfred entered the Batcave later that night to see Bruce on the computer.

"Did you apprehend Catwoman, Master Bruce?"

"She decided not to steal the jewel." Bruce answered.

"Is something troubling you, sir?"

"We know each other."

"Excume me, sir?"

"She knows Bruce Wayne and Batman are one in the same. And i know she is Selina Kyle."

"How did this happen?"

"Does this woman look familiar too you?" Bruce showed her a picture of Selina.

"Oh, that's the beautiful girl you were talking to at the charity event just last night." Alfred answered.

"You saw us together?"

"You've been a lonely man for a long time. When ever a girl comes near you i get excited for you." Alfred replied.

"You want to me to date a criminal?"

"At this point i want you to date anything. But she can't be all that bad, she did help you last night."

"She has a habit of sticking up for people on occasion. A couple of girls who almost became rape victims reported Catwoman saving them. A young boy who got jumped by a gang was saved by her as well."

"She seems to take pride in sticking up for the little man." Alfred said. "People who come from tough backgrounds."

"Well that's where she comes from." Batman said as he pulled up Selina's file. "At age 16 she was an all star gymnast for in highschool. At age 18 she dropped out of high school and became a stripper for a few months."

"Oh my." Alfred said.

"She got her GED and has been relativity under the radar since. A couple of charges for petty theft but not enough evidence to arrest her. Oh here's something. At age 20 she was sent to rehab for a cocaine addiction."

"How unfortunate." Alfred sighed.

"She's been clean for 7 years now."

"So she's 27 years old, only 2 years younger than you."

"Enough Alfred!"

Bruce wasn't the only one doing their homework. Selina was in her messy apartment doing some research on the Billionaire. Lucky for her, she didn't have to have access to police records to find out certain things. She just had to google him.

"Oh this is interesting. As a child Bruce Wayne witnessed his parents being shot in front of him." She said to her Cat sitting beside her. "A few years later at the age of 18 he disappeared. No one knows where he went. There were unconfirmed sightings of him in southeast Asia. Then out of nowhere 4 years after disappearing he shows back up and takes over his father's company. Now it all makes sense." She said as she began petting her cat.

"The poor kid didn't want anyone else to feel his pain. For a rich snob, he's actually a really good person."

Her cat looked at her and purred. "Don't look at me like that Isis. I'm not a good person."

Isis then rubbed herself against Selina and sat across her lap. Selina scratched Isis behind her ears. "He is insanely hot though."