A Different Type of Flight

This one is slightly different. Neither Starfire nor Jean know that the other one is doing practically the exact same thing. Robin and Scott did.

Oh yeah. Disclaimer, don't own TT or XME, yada yada.

I gently opened the door and slid out.

It was a truly beautiful dusk. There weren't any clouds out. The weather was pleasantly warm. A cool breeze was blowing across.

Who could possibly resist flying here?

"Hey."

I spun around, my ears registering the voice in an instant. The leader of our little group calmly walked over to me.

"Hey." I smiled back.

"Where you going?" He smiled at me.

I felt that if I could see his eyes, they would be warm and loving towards me right now. Not that I'd ever say so aloud. But…

"It's a beautiful day. Who could stay on the ground?" I smiled.

His smile never wavered. "Well, there's always those stuck on the ground. Like me."

"Jealous?" I laughed.

"A little." He admitted.

I could practically feel my heart twisting. What was it with this boy that made me so weak every time I even looked at him?

Okay, don't answer that.

He's a perfect gentleman. And he's absolutely gorgeous. Plus he's so kind, and he always tries to help everyone, and…

"You could come with me." I smiled.

"No, I'm fine on the ground." He shrugged. "I'd love to be able to fly like you. But relying on someone else isn't really the same thing, you know?"

"Yeah, I guess." I agree.

I floated into the air, lying around so that I was on my back about eye height. "But until you learn how to build your own wings, you'll have to rely on others to let you soar."

"Gee, thanks." He groaned.

If I could see his eyes, I suspect he would be rolling them.

"But actually, I do sorta know how you feel." He said softly. "Sometimes, I just go and run. I run fast and far until I feel like I can soar into the air."

I nodded, landing back on the ground. "I understand."

Then I grabbed him by the arm and soared up into the air.

He shouted in shock as we left, standing into the sunset. After a few seconds I had pulled him onto the top of a skyscraper.

"Does your flying feel anything like mine?"

He blinked and then looked around. "No."

"Which do you prefer?" I ask.

Our fearless leader looked at me as I brushed a strand of red hair out of my face. "Well… I don't know. What about you?"

"I haven't tried your way of flight." I said.

"Why don't we try it then?" He said, a flicker of a smirk crossing in his face.

"Okay." I extended my hand and he took it. Both of us soared off from the skyscraper and landed on the ground gently, in a little niche I knew of away from the town.

"So, how do we do this again?"

"Just run."

He sped off.

I raced after him.

My feet pounded against the ground. I could feel the dusk air racing through my bloodstream. He was right ahead of me.

The world blurred with the colours of the sunset. The trees were swaying. My entire world was of strength and speed.

Finally we stopped, breathing in deep air.

"So, was that close to what you feel?"

I smiled. "They're different. But yes. They do."

He smiled. "So, which one is better?"

"Does one have to be better?"

"No. I guess not."

Suddenly he sprinted away again.

I leaped into the air and soared up.

"But they are our own!" He yelled from below.

We flew our different ways until the sun finally set.

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