Sorry for the late post but all that is below is old talk from about two weeks ago, so just think of it as if I was speaking two weeks ago. Story matches up better.

I finally watched The Dark Knight Rises today after what has felt like ten years! And it was everything I hoped it would be and more, because it made me cry a few times . . . but anyways great movie, if you haven't seen it, you need to go and watch it immediately before it leaves theaters! Only way to really enjoy a movie of this magnitude, in a theater. So go now! Not now . . . after you read this.

Warning: Yaoi, guyxguy

Disclaimer: I do not own anything associated with the DC Universe.

"I will not repeat myself." The concentrated voice of their dark superior announced sternly as a threat to any other contemplative argument awaiting to surface from the mouth of any other of the defiant children before him.

"B-but, what are we supposed to do in the mean time then!" Yelled Kidflash throwing his arms up in the air hunching over in defeat, as the elder man retreated towards the transporter.

Batman turned around to face the disappointed group once again; inwardly sighing in frustration. "Stay here and wait till a League member contacts you with additional orders." declared the dark knight as he turned on his heel to the transporter.

The children all hunched over in mock defeat, looking from one to the other.

'Man this seriously is starting to get on my nerves how little faith they have in us!' Artemis thought crossing her arms with a pouty look on her face.

'Yeah, just when they start leading us to believe that we're "League Worthy" They shut us down again!' Wally interjected mimicking Artemis as he stood next to her with crossed arms.

'Guys! You know why they don't send us on serious missions like this! It-'

'It's because were kids! They don't trust us!' Kid flash interrupted smacking a fist into an opened palm.

'No! It's because they care about our safety!' Superboy explained telepathically, physically walking to the center of the circle spinning around to glance at each one of his teammates with all seriousness on his face. 'Even I understand that! And I don't even have a loving mentor to show me that on a daily basis!' The boy tearfully stated looking towards the ground.

M'gann came over and rubbed him gently on the shoulders as the rest of the team looked elsewhere in shame at hearing the clones truthful words. Superboy was right, it made perfect sense. Their heads had just been clouded with envy and betrayal.

Dejectedly, all the attention in the room was turned via the teleporter assuming they would prey eyes on a departing bat, but instead were all stunned at the sight of red and blue exiting the teleporter. Connor's face went pale at the site of his better half entering the cave without even a glance towards the group of teens.

...

The renowned hero had his eyes honed in on one person in the room.

That one person whose attention was never stolen by the presence of the man of steel like everyone else he had encountered. But whose presence demanded and announced itself whenever he entered a room. Whose presence stole even the great Superman's attention without hesitation.

The Dark Knight was configuring a location on the holographic screen near the teleporter dock station. His fingers were typing away at the keyboard eyes never once shifting over to his fellow superior.

Superman sighed and crossed his arms over his broad chest whenever his beloved ignored his not so quiet stride towards his position. He stood there a moment before he summoned the courage to speak.

"Uh-Bru-Batman, can I speak to you? I have to tell you someth-"

"Is it important?" The hero interrupted still looking down at the screen.

Superman faltered a second and thought it over. Well it was important to him, but he wasn't sure if Batman would consider it of equal importance. Probably not, but it was to him . . . so that's all that really mattered.

"Yes."

". . ."

There was a long pause between them that even made the team of youngsters halt in motion and breathing. The Man of Steel himself held his breathe looking around confused unsure if he should speak. He looked over to where the children had froze in motion and noted that they all looked back at Clark with pleading eyes. Superman made a face when he heard the other man begin to speak.

"Well? I'm waiting." Batman declared impatiently, activating the transporter and turning towards Superman crossing his arms over his chest. All of his undivided attention directed towards the boy scout in front of him.

Suddenly the air in Superman's lungs began to come in and out heavily. The act of breathing became more laborious. He could feel his heart racing in his iron chest as he examined the contours of his colleagues face, lips then well toned body. He then looked away realizing what he was doing. His face lit up as he looked down towards the ground in shame. If Batman had noticed his gawking then what was the point of telling him how he felt?

...

Superboy's eye's flew open at the sight before him. He couldn't believe it! Superman! The good hearted, indestructible Superman was here! He had the gall to come in here and waste Batman's time like this!

Superboy waited with slitted eye's watching and listening in on what was so important that Superman had to come all the way to Mount Justice and make Batman drop everything he had planned just to listen to one problem the Great Man of Steel couldn't fix. The teen crossed his arms over his chest in frustration at the scenario playing out before him.

Then there it was.

Was Superman? Connor blinked his eyes a few times making sure he wasn't just seeing things. The image was still in front of him. The honorable Superman crumbling to pieces whenever the Dark Knight payed complete attention to him. He couldn't, could not believe what he was seeing. Did Superman? No. No! There was no mistaken it. The man had a blush on his cheeks that would make his cape proud. Connor could see the flushed hero's rapid heartbeat and hear the strong pumping of blood coursing through his veins.

The sound of a voice brought his attention back towards Superman's lips.

...

The hero looked up and breathed in deeply and let it all out quickly as he glanced over to where the superteens still stood like statues, anticipating the next few words that were going to leave his mouth. His eyes caught hold of Superboy's and the teens deadly stare bore holes into his retinas.

The Superior swallowed hard as he turned towards his friend, Superboy's image flashing repeatedly in his line of sight. He looked deep into where he thought Batman's eyes were and gently asked.

"Can we go somewhere private?"

"This fortress is very secured, no one will hear what you have to say."

Superman looked around and sighed in defeat looking down at his feet nervously.

"I-I mean, more private. . . Away from them." He whispered looking over at the awaiting sidekicks.

Batman looked to where the children stood and back at Clark squinting his eyes in thought as to why the conversation had to be so disclosed. He nodded and lead the way to a safe place to talk.