Boxing Day

A/n: I am glad you all are enjoying it. It has been a lot of fun writing it. And hopefully there will be more.

Bruce new that he was in trouble the second he entered the monitor womb. Hal was talking to Superman. And now Clark beamed with a large smile on his face the second he saw Batman. Holy hell, He knows. Thought to himself. All this was too unnerving. He felt like he had been caught red handed returning to the scene of the crime. "Can I help you Clark?" Act Casual. Act Casual. Nothing happened...That he needs to know about.

"I am just so happy for you. Can't I smile for two good friends of mine." Damn the green lantern.

Bruce took a deep breath, and looked at Clark hard. "You know... I assumed Hal told you?" Hal just laughed. He was going to kill the Lanterns. Starting with Kyle. Just because he could. And because Kyle seemed a little bit afraid of him.

"Well, I heard it from J'onn, who got it screamed at him psychically by Dick, who heard it from Donna, who was in Dicks' room with him, ….as you know amazons have super hearing... which happens to be next to Guy's...so in a around about way I heard it from you." Superman looked smug. Bruce wanted to hit him but liked having all the bones in his hand not broken. "So what did you and Diana do last night? J'onn said you got Lucky."

"I fail to see how it is any of this is either of your business."

"We both know I could always go and ask Diana."

"...hhhhh..." He looked over at Hal, who was now sporting a large grin that rivaled what Clark had.

"So it is true..." Superman went to go put his hands on Bruce's shoulders, and the Batman threw them off. Within in a few seconds, the two were face to face.

"Don't."

"Don't what?"

"I am not going to tell you anything, so don't try to get any information from me."

"What makes you think I am trying to get information from you? And that Hal hasn't said anything."

"Because you used the term 'Lucky'. And only Hal would speak like that."

"I do not." Hal said, now done watching and he wanted in on the Bruce torture. "He doesn't sound sure, does he Supes?"

"Yea. Really, you sound like you are grasping at straws." Superman crossed his arms and nodded to Hal.

"I wasn't finished. You are also a reporter, and we all know how soulless the free press is." Hal laughed at.

"Did you really just call me soulless?"

"I believe he did." Hal said, jumping in, "And I don't think we should let him get away with that." The two men looked at each other, then at Bruce. Why do I feel like I should run? Bruce stayed stoic as the two super powered men came toward him. "I bet you he has hickeys, but I can't be sure. Should we investigate?"

"I believe we should." Clark answered, "After all, I am the one with a soulless job." Bruce was already taking steps back, and reaching for something out of his belt.

"Don't." He said, looking between the two. "You both are bigger than this." He suddenly felt like he was in boarding school again and about to get a beating. Most of the boys who tried to take him on were met with an ass kicking that haven't expected from a younger smaller boy. Only this wasn't a dog pile he was sure he wasn't going to come out on top of. He walked slowly backwards as the two advanced on him, planning to dart down the hall the second he got a chance. Not that he though he was going to get far, but he was not going down with out a fight.

Bruce had made one mistake, failing to take into account that Clark had grown up on the farm, and had learned to corral spooked animals. And in the end, he was acting like a spooked animal. The slow movements first, then the dart in a direction. He never had a real chance to take the short dart he was planning on, before Clark slammed him to a wall. Which meant he was not able to retrieve what he wanted from his belt, smoke bomb. The smoke bomb rolled between Hal's feet, who picked it up, "Look Clark, he was gonna try and ninja away." Hal's ring glowed for a second, and clamps appeared on the wall holding Bruce's wrist to the wall. "Hold his legs."

What happened next would haunt Hal and Clark for the rest of their days. Or at least remind them that Batman is not someone you want to mess with. They were so happy that they had trapped the Batman that they have forgotten one very, very important fact. The Batman booty traps his cowl, like any sane superhero who really need to hide their alter-ego, as bad as Bruce did.

Hal was giggling as Clark and him leaned in, the two of them grabbing two sides of the cowl. And that was when the flash bang went off. Clark and Hal fell back on the floor and Bruce was released from the ring's clamps. His cowl was now in pieces but it was worth it. "So...would you two like to try that again?" He said, going through his belt, and pulling out a new cowl.

"Why would you do that! AND YOU DO HAVE HICKEYS! Supes, are you seeing this?" Hal began to laugh hard.

"No Hal. If I open my eyes, you are going to have to deal with heat vision."

"Are the two of you done?" Bruce asked, pulling his new cowl into place.

"Brucie has a girlfriend, Brucie has a girlfriend," Hal chanted then stopped, realizing his own lack of female companionship. "Awww...I made myself feel bad."

"You plan for everything, don't you?" Clark asked, rubbing his forehead, but still not opening his eyes.

"Yes. And let's just leave it at that." At that moment, Diana walked into the room.

She looked between the three men, Clark holding his eyes shut and Hal rubbing his. Both men had pieces of cowl in their hands. "What are you all doing?" Hal keep blinking at her in an unnerving manner. Batman looked smug. She looked at Batman and added, rarely quietly, "I have been looking for you."

"Nothing." Superman said, speaking with his eyes shut, just at the same time Batman said, "He knows. They both do."

" He...You went after Guy, didn't you?" She didn't wait for him to answer. "I can take care of myself."

"I never said you couldn't." Bruce said, diplomatically. She didn't seem that upset.

Diana looked between them, again, "So, who all knows?"

"Everyone." Clark offered, finally able to open his eyes. Hal nodded in agreement.

Bruce seemed surprised, "Really?"

"I was going down the hall, with a wooden spoon and pan, banging it all the way. Then you burst out of Guy's room. Either you and Guy are dating, or you were mad he got Diana drunk." Hal said, "Because we all saw her drunk."

"Fair point."

Diana shrugged, "Well, if everyone knows..." She grabbed the front of Bruce's costumed into a kiss, which he didn't see coming, causing him to flail a little bit. "We don't have to worry about being discreet now do we? Oh, and we are going out to dinner tonight. A proper first date." She headed toward the door, "And don't be so hard on Guy, I knew what I was doing, do you really think I would let anyone take advantage of me?" The three watched her go, Bruce with a little bit of a dazed look on his face. "Be ready at 8." She called as she went down the hall.

"Bruce..." Clark started to say, but Hal jumped in.

"Don't, wait for it..." Hal said, as the Batman's half smiled turned into a small look of horror. "There it is!"

"Well...if I mess this up...I will have an island nation of warriors after me." Bruce said, in a small voice. "Oh this is going to be interesting..." His hand went to his lip, "And she split my lip."

"Oh come on Bruce, you get off on danger-" Hal piped in with.

"Hey! That isn't..." Batman interrupted, as a knee jerk reaction, then thought about a few of his ex's. Talia and Selena hitting the top of the list. "Okay...maybe I do...Hm." He had clearly never given it any thought before.

"And you wanted to make a rule about no dating within the team..."

"Hal."

"Yea?"

"Shut up."