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Ok ok, now the story.

So I know you all hate me for that cliffy.

Ok, maybe not hate, but definiately got annoyed.

Well, here's to the story.

Enjoy the Chapter.

Kori prodded Richard in his side. He groaned as he turned over; he squinted one eye open.

"Wha?" Richard asked tiredly.

"Come on, Robin and greet the sunrise!" Kori squealed as she tugged his hand.

"Poopy face. I'm tired. My head hurts. The wedding was yesterday. And I'm tired." Richard moaned and rolled over to attempt to go back to sleep.

"It's not my fault you drank too much," Kori reprimanded lightly. "But seriously, Robin, we can't miss the sunrise today."

"Why not?"

"Because, today, as the sun gets high in the air it is possible to see an outline of Tameran in the distance." Kori still didn't see him budge so she decided to tease him. She leaned in close and whispered seductively into his ear, "And I'll be awfully cold without you."

Richard rolled to face her once more. "Have I mentioned you're a poopy face? An adorable poopy face who I love dearly, but a poopy face nonetheless."

"I love you too. Now get!" She favored him with an amused look. "Besides, isn't that a little immature with the name calling?"

"Not for us, Star. Because you know I'm not serious." He pulled on drawstring sweatpants and a sweatshirt. He led her up to the balcony of their apartment.

"Look!" Kori squealed with delight. "It's so magnificently wonderful!"

Richard grinned at her cherubic actions. "Yes it is and so are you."

Kori blushed. "Flatterer."

Richard looked at her innocently. "Aren't you cold?" He opened his arms and Kori flew right into them, knocking them both to the ground, giggling.

"Robin, you're making me miss sunrise."

"I always see sunrise."

"How? You miss it half the time."

"Because I see you."

She whacked him over the head, flushing with pleasure. "You just want to distract me. Let me watch the sun in peace."

Richard laughed at her, but held his peace. The only thing he did was wrap his arm around Kori. The sun finally took its rightful place in the sky and Kori turned to Richard yet again. "Come, we'll be late for work."

"I still don't see why you work at the daycare," Richard confessed as they headed back into their apartment.

"Because I care about people. And I'm tired of seeing self centeredness of people. I want to expand my horizons and show I'm not focused solely on myself. Which is why I help out at the soup kitchen on Wednesday lunches and alternate on Tuesdays."

"You are so wonderful, you know that?"

"I may have heard it a time or two," Kori replied with a grin. "And I owe it all to you. You had patience in seeing that maybe I wasn't such a pissy person."

"Honey, you turned me on."

"I'm surprised I still do."

"Never be surprised. You're my shining Star. Starfire. The woman who warms my heart." Richard grinned at her and then kissed her lightly on the lips.

She pulled away, eyes shining with delight. "Come, we'll be late. And I don't want that hanging over my head. Shall we go together, or would you like to go to Titan Enterprises on your own?"

He wrinkled his nose at her. "Ok, ok, I'm hurrying." He laughed as she threw him a suit.

"Don't forget you have a meeting with whose-its-what today and we have a date tonight at eight at the Midnight Tableaux."

"You should be my secretary," Richard teased.

"I prefer girlfriend, so I can tease you without incurring the wrath of your employees."

"Whatever rocks your boat." By now, he and Kori were dressed for work and Kori produced a wonderful breakfast for the two of them. Today was pancakes. Meaning tomorrow it was his turn to cook. Oh well. Things could be worst than his cooking. Like the fact he was going to be mortally late for work again since he was too enamored by his girlfriend to care.

"Alright, let's go or we'll be late," Richard said as they finished breakfast hurriedly. She grinned at him as she placed their plates in the sink. "We'll clean those later, I promise."

"I'm holding you to that," Kori promised him. She grabbed her purse, he grabbed his briefcase and they were out the door. After two years they still lived in the Titan Tower—with a little sprucing up. Instead of using Richard's preferred R-Cycle (yes, he named it after himself), they used Cyborg's old "baby"—a Lexus with some really nice upgrades.

Richard dropped Kori off at the school with a kiss, before heading off to Titan Enterprises.

As he walked in, his secretary immediately bombarded him. "Good morning Mr. Grayson."

"Morning Liz," Richard replied, handing her his suitcase and accepting a cup of coffee. "What's on the agenda today?"

"You have to finish signing those release papers," Liz began.

"What are they on again?" Richard interrupted.

"The building of a second Tower and a garage," came Liz's prompt reply. "Mr. Stone is out on his two week leave because of his wedding, but he would have normally covered it. Might I just add the wedding was splendid. Next, you have a meeting with a corporate investor at two today. You promised to send a business gift to some Roy person."

"Harper," Richard said absently. "Have Jenn look into that. She is good at finding gifts. Continue." By this point, they had reached Richard's office and he sat down to face her.

Liz nodded, bit her lip, scribbled in something on that ever present clipboard of hers. "You need to approve of the restaurant menu, make sure we ordered all mechanics. We also need to make sure the art exhibition will go up with no issues. You told me to remind you to buy flowers for your girlfriend before you leave today, since today is your two year anniversary. Also, the child center we're funding money for sends their appreciation with a gift basket and a bunch of—well—amateur pictures from the children."

"You know they are not artistically talented at that age, cut them some slack."

"Yessir. I left the gift basket on your table. And that is all."

"Excellent. Send…" Richard racked his brain for who would be perfect for the job, then he brightened. "Rachel for the art exhibition. She may be dark, but she's got this amazing talent with picking and organizing pictures. Have Wally look into the food. I'm sure he'll enjoy sampling all the food."

Liz chuckled as she jotted down notes.

"How I wish Stone was here. How long before I have to approve of those mechanics? Cyborg likes it all perfect so I'd hate to choose someone that doesn't work well with him."

"You could stretch it for a week, but not more," Liz answered.

"Fine, I'll talk to Cy today and maybe I can convince him to come back sooner. Where are those papers I need to sign?"

"Right here," Liz replied as she handed him a stack of papers.

"Thanks Liz." Liz whisked herself out of the room and Richard groaned. "I hate paperwork."

TTTTT

"Um, excuse me," all heads in the classroom turned to the voice. The vice principal coughed. "Ms. Anders, may I have a word?"

Kori sighed and nodded. She motioned for her assistant to take over before joining the vice principal. "What can I do for you, Sylvia?"

"I have heard that you could use an extra assistant and possibly a substitute on your Thursday and rare Mondays off."

"Have you found someone?" Kori asked hopefully.

"Actually, yes. Her name is Rose Wilson. She seems very nice and I thought you use an extra hand."

"Sure, I'd love to see what she's made of."

"Perfect; she's waiting in Olivia's office right now. I'll send her down." Sylvia hit her pager as she turned to the principal's office. A few seconds later, the office door opened and Rose Wilson stepped out. Kori felt a sour feeling in her gut warning her that maybe this girl wasn't what she seemed, but quickly stifled it, believing she should give everyone a chance before judging them. After all, how judge mental had she been earlier? She was trying to be a good girl.

"I'm Kori," Kori said, sticking out her hand.

"I'm Rose," Rose replied, taking her hand. "I hear you're the teacher all the kids love."

"I just like helping them."

"Interesting. Well, looks like we have something in common. Alrighty, teach me, miss teachy."

And so Kori did, bringing her into the classroom. The kids seemed none too pleased with this new character, but Kori told them, as she told her gut, to give Ms. Wilson a chance. The kids rolled their eyes, but listened to their beloved teacher. Kori glanced at the tim and gasped. It was approaching noon and it was Wednesday. "Uh, Rose, do you mind taking over the class for the lunch period?"

"I guess so," Rose replied. "Why?"

"I volunteer at the soup kitchen on Wednesdays for lunch and I need to get over there now."

"Ok, shoo."

Kori smiled and left the room, not noticing the glare Rose sent her. But the kids did, and they were determined to make Rose's life a living hell.

Kori returned after lunch and found her classroom an… interesting piece of artwork.

"Did you guys enjoy yourselves with Ms. Wilson?" Kori asked the kids.

The boldest of the kids, Freddy, raised his hand. "Yes, Freddy?"

"She was the best," He replied, eyes gleaming wickedly. The best one to torment and the easiest to get around. They had taped her to a chair and had played with her make up. Then they made certain she was not going to tell Kori about any of this. Finally, they had colored the room and were ready to blame Rose on a moment's notice. The other students giggled at Freddy's reply.

"Alright," Kori replied, laughter sparkling in her eyes. She had no notion what the kids meant by "the best." "She'll be your sub from now on."

The kids' faces fell miles. "What?" Freddy asked.

Rose felt likewise. Maybe trying to get at Kori through the kids would not be as easy as she thought. They were little devils who adored her so much. Rose decided it was time to have another conversation with her father, Mr. Anders and Xavier.

TTTTT

"Mr. Grayson?" came an obtrusive voice. It was Liz.

"Yes, Liz?" Richard replied as he shoved the last of his completed paperwork aside.

"You have that two o'clock meeting with the corporate investor."

"Thank you for reminding me. I lost track of time."

"I know."

Richard chuckled at her. "Anyways, who's this corporate investor?"

"Um, someone by the name Slade Wilson."

I know, I know, another cliffy. Btw, hope this chapter wasn't too boring; I know I didn't have a lot of... drama, but I did have a mushy scene. So, remember, I want at least 18 reviews for the next post and I know you guys can totally do that.

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