A/N: Due to the reviews' demand, they wanted to really know what Bruce did to hurt Diana that made her decide to leave and so my friend, YourAmazonSister, and I came up with the perfect plot. I hope you, guys, enjoy. This chapter is a flashback.
Diana sat on the couch with Bruce. She leaned in on his strong shoulder as she clutched on her cup of coffee. She kissed his jaw as she looked up at him. They were just sitting down enjoying each other's company. Their relationship was challenged and they were both tested. Diana could still remember the two weeks of hell she and Bruce had gone through to prove how much they truly love each other.
Circe sat on her weathered chair and looked at her crystal ball replaying the scene where Batman sang a beautiful song. She waved her fingers over the crystal ball making the scene focus only on Batman's face. Circe looked closely and once again waving her fingers over the ball making the cowl of Batman disappear and revealing his true identity. She licked her lips at the sight of his handsome façade. "No wonder the princess feels something for this mortal. He's as handsome as Adonis," she said in her sultry voice. "I want him to be mine," she declared as she stood up from her seat and pounding the table. The scene in her crystal ball had soon vanished. She walked back and forth her room, thinking of a great plan to make this Batman hers. She went to her mirror and there the face of Batman sans cowl had appeared, "I wonder who this man could be?" Circe asked herself as she tapped her finger on her lips. Then, scenes had started appearing in her mirror and she flashed a devilish grin, "Now I know how to make him mine."
Bruce was in the Batcave, as always, busying himself in front of his computer. He was clad in his bat-suit, but without the cowl. He was researching on the new kind of plant Poison Ivy had been nurturing in her new lab. "Master Bruce, I'll be retiring for the evening. Do you require anything else, Sir?" Alfred, his butler and surrogate father, had asked as he stood behind Bruce. "Nothing else, Alfred," Bruce replied in a gruff tone. "Very well then, Sir, good night," Alfred bade before he retreated to the manor. He no longer waited for Bruce to reply for he knew he would never receive any.
As Bruce was busy working, he felt that someone was in the cave. The presence was that of a woman, he sensed. As he darted his eyes to the right, he heard the sound of clicking heels as it hit the stone floor. The presence was getting closer and closer. He breathed in deep and turned to his chair around to see who it was. He was surprised to see Selina Kyle standing right in front of him, although he kept a straight face. He was no longer surprise how she had managed to enter the cave without tripping the alarm, but it made him wonder why she had come over. "Selina," Bruce spoke her name. Selina did not respond verbally, instead she sauntered towards him. She placed one knee between Bruce's legs and kissed him all of a sudden. He gripped both her shoulders and pushed her back. "No," he said as he tried to pull away, but Selina still kissed him. "No, I thought we agreed to never do this again?" He asked as he looked into her green eyes. Still, she did not reply. She placed her hand behind his neck and clutched his hair as she pushed him back and kissed him hard. Bruce was now getting very confused, "Selina!" He shouted out loud as he stood up from his seat, making Selina almost stumble as she tried to stand up, but she did not protest or anything. She had just kept silent. Selina was now looking at him with her green eyes, and then she turned around with her back facing him. Bruce now felt mortified. He strode towards her and placed a gloved hand on her right shoulder, "Selina, we can't do it. Not anymore." Selina turned around and faced him. She had a begging look on her face, but Bruce still stood with what they had agreed on. Selina took two steps towards him and she took him in her arms. Her grip on him was tight. Bruce tried to push her away, but to no avail.
His body had betrayed him.
He had finally given in.
He ran his hands through her short black hair and clutched it as his tongue entered her mouth. Bruce could not believe himself. He was giving in.
Bruce rushed as he took off Selina's costume and delved in her body. She smelled of sweat and her feminine scent. Her smell drove him crazier. He pushed her down on the ground, making him on top of her. He unzipped her latex costume as Selina tried to take off his costume as well. As soon as their costumes were out of the way, Bruce lifted Selina's black laced bra and sucked on one of her breasts while his index finger and thumbed pinched her nipple which made Selina moan in excitement. Selina grabbed his hair leading him to where she wanted him to be. Bruce pinned her down as he made his way to her valley.
Soon enough, Bruce and Selina were making out in the Batcave. Selina only moaned and groaned as she enjoyed Bruce's rough sex. Bruce, on the other hand, groaned, moaned, and shouted filthy words out loud. As soon as they had finished, they both lay down on the cold stone floor, breathing heavily and both very much satisfied. Bruce covered Selina with his cape while he put on his costume. He helped Selina as tried to get up, offering his hand. She took it with a smile and covered up her naked body. "I don't want this to happen ever again, Selina," Bruce said as he put on the cowl. The Bat was back again. He picked up Selina's suit from the ground and handed it to her. She gave his cape in exchange. She smirked at him and put on her costume in front of him. After she finished suiting up, she gave Bruce one last kiss on the cheek, then she took off. Bruce wondered why Selina had not said a single word to him. It bothered him. Even during their make out sessions before, honestly, Selina was the one who talked and ordered around. She talked seductively when she would always try to make out with him. Something was definitely wrong.
Then his conscience bugged him, 'What the hell, Bruce? What the hell is wrong with you? What will you do if Diana hears about this?'He shook the thought out of his mind. If Diana knew about what had happened between Selina and him, she would be get mad at him and hate him forever. No one had to know about this.
Two days later . . .
Diana was enjoying a cup of her favorite iced mocha alone at a table in the commissary. She was looking out at the scene in front of her. The Earth was at peace. She smiled then took another sip of her iced mocha. Then she noticed someone sitting down in front of her. When she turned to look at who it was, she almost choked when she saw Batman. "Princess," He greeted curtly with his usual gruff tone. "Batman," she greeted back with a smile, "what brings you to my table?" Diana swore she heard Batman gulp. "Green Lantern's not yet back from his mission so I decided to sit with you rather than sit with Flash," he replied, trying his best not to stutter. Diana smiled at him before taking another sip of her beverage. Batman took a sip of his own cup of coffee. Diana could smell the amazing scent of the brewed coffee he was sipping on. It was his favorite kind of coffee.
As some of the league members passed by their table, they were glancing at the couple and were smiling. Batman caught Booster Gold staring at them and so he gave him the scariest Bat-glare he could give before he turned back to Diana. "Why do you have to do that?" Diana asked. Batman just grunted in reply. 'Typical,' She said to herself. When she tried to get up from her seat, Bruce stopped her as she called her name, "Diana." She turned to look at him and sat back down again. "Are you free this Friday night?" Diana was surprised of Batman's actions. He was asking her out while he was still Batman. She smiled, "Yes, Batman, I am." Batman replied with his usual gruff tone, "Friday night, at the Manor, 8pm, and wear something nice." Then he stood up from his seat, grabbed his cup, and he was off. Diana smiled at the thought of having dinner at Bruce's mansion again. Although, Bruce always invited her to dinner at the mansion, it was very rare of him to invite her as Batman. She took her own cup, stood up, and left the commissary.
Back at Circe's lair . . .
"So, Bruce still has these feelings for Wondy, hmm?" Circe said mischievously as she looked at her crystal ball. "I'll just have to think of a plan to ruin their love for each other then."
Friday night at the Manor . . .
Diana straightened her dress before she knocked on the door. "Good evening, Miss Diana," greeted Alfred calmly and with a smile on his face. He was still wearing a white apron. "Good evening, Alfred," Diana replied with a smile as well. "Please feel free to enter, Miss. Master Bruce is still in his room dressing up, but he will be with you in a while," Alfred said as he gestured towards the sofa. Diana nodded. "I do have to get back to the kitchen in haste, Miss. Excuse me," Alfred said before he left Diana in the living room. She placed her purse on the table and sat down on the comfortable sofa. Suddenly the phone rang. Diana immediately picked it up to find out who it was.
"Oh, Bruce, I enjoyed our little make-out session the other night at the Batcave," said the woman over the phone. The voice was familiar. Diana heard her moaning and groaning. "Oh, Bruce, you sure talk dirty during sex." Diana had realized that it was Selina. She placed the phone down in anger. She grabbed her things then left without saying a word. Bruce had gone down the stairs to greet Diana, but she was no longer in the living room. "Alfred?" Bruce called out as he fixed his cufflinks while walking to the kitchen, "I thought Diana was already here?" Alfred raised his brow in wonder, "I did, Sir. I left her in the living room." Bruce looked at Alfred, "But she's not there." Alfred turned off the stove and went to the living room along with Bruce. To Alfred's surprise, Diana had left without saying anything. Bruce noticed the phone hanging by its cord. He placed the phone by his ear, but there was only a busy tone. "I'll go check on who the last call came from, Alfred," Bruce said as he rushed to the Batcave to trace the last call.
After a few minutes of trying his best to trace where the call had come from, Bruce wasn't able to trace it. It was as if the phone had somehow got an untraceable call, but it was impossible. The Batcomputer was always able to trace even the faintest phone call. Bruce knew something was not wrong.
"Batman," Superman contacted through the communicator. Bruce groaned, "What is it?" Superman was used to his tone, "JL meeting in an hour. Don't be late." Bruce did not say anything. They both knew it meant an affirmative. Bruce suited up and got to the teleportation pad the cave had. He punched in the coordinates for the watchtower and in a matter of seconds, he beamed up the watchtower. He headed straight for the conference room where Wonder Woman and J'onn were already seated.
As Bruce sat down, he noticed that Diana didn't even greet him with a smile or a 'hello' like she usually did. She was also acting like she was avoiding him. He noticed her back turned away from him and she would greet the others as they got in. The meeting had finally started as Superman came in. As usual, he was the last to arrive even though he was always the one reminding everyone to never be late.
Ironic Kent.
An hour after the meeting, they had all left the conference room. "Diana," he called out silently as he and Diana were the only two people left. Wonder Woman turned to glare at him, and then left. He grabbed her arm as she tried to walk away. "What's wrong?" He asked and the reply he got from her was a slap on his face. He couldn't understand her. "You should know what in Hades' is wrong, Bruce?" She shouted. Bruce now got confused, but he let her talk first. He tried to take her hand again, but she took it away in time, "I thought," she sobbed, "I thought you would never hurt me, Bruce, but I was wrong. How could you?" Tears started to trickle down her cheek.
Then it hit him.
Diana looked at him angrily, "And you never told me." She wiped away the tear immediately, "I heard the call, Bruce. It came from Selina." Bruce listened intently. "She called that night. She thought you were the one who was on the other line. She told me how she enjoyed having sex with you at the cave and how you talked dirty to her," Diana was very disgusted, "how could you, Bruce? I loved you." Bruce turned away from Diana's intent stare. "Now, I don't think that I still do." She turned to face the door, "I've decided to go back to Themyscira, Bruce. I think it's better that way." Diana walked out of the conference room, trying her best to fight the tears that were about to fall. Bruce was left standing there, feeling guilty of what he done.
Back in Circe's lair . . .
Circe saw what had happened through her crystal ball, "Finally, the princess has decided to leave for Themyscira. My plan is finally working." She laughed menacingly.
At Wayne Manor,
Nightwing had stopped by the Batcave to leave reports for Bruce. His motorcycle engine echoed as it entered the cold cavern. He took off his helmet, and like old times, Alfred was there to greet him. "Good evening, Master Richard." Nightwing took off his mask revealing the identity of Dick Grayson, "Hey, Alfred. Is Bruce home?" But before Alfred could respond, they heard the teleportation pad come to life as it beamed Bruce from the watchtower. "Speak of the devil," Dick said as he smiled slightly.
"What brings you here, Dick?" asked Bruce who had taken a seat in front of his computer. "Nice seeing you too, Bruce," Dick replied with a monotonous tone. Dick sighed, "Well, I've got a report to give you." Bruce turned his chair around and gave his full attention to Dick. "I'll be upstairs if you need anything," Alfred bade before he left. Dick handed Bruce a folder where his files are piled. "Catwoman was caught in India stealing rare diamonds. She eventually escaped, but I received the tip so I caught her in time before she could manage to ship them here in Gotham." Bruce looked through the files and saw the newspaper where an article about Catwoman was written. He froze at what he had seen. Dick noticed it and asked, "Bruce? Is everything alright?" Bruce stood up from his seat and clutched the newspaper in his hand. The newspaper was dated on the time when he and Selina had consummated in the cave. "When did she escape?" Dick looked at his mentor, "The same date as the newspaper was published." He handed back to Dick the newspaper before he headed for the teleportation pad again. "Bruce?" Dick asked out loud. "Something came up. You log you report in," Bruce said as he typed in the coordinates and soon enough he was in the watchtower.