A/N: Sorry that I didn't update for so long. Writer's block really sucked. But, I re-watched the movie and I think I got some new ideas! So, on with the fic!
Aria looked up as Rick entered the office, a smile on his face.
"Good morning, sir." She said as she stood and greeted him. He looked at her and nodded, his way of acknowledging her.
"Come into my office." He said before he turned and headed into his office, leaving a baffled Aria staring after him. She quickly followed suit, not wishing to ruin his rare cheerful mood. Especially because she would be the one to pay.
"Have a seat." Rick said as he headed towards his desk and took a seat. However, he stood once again and walked towards the window.
"You seem very happy, sir." Aria said as she tentatively took a seat. He turned towards her and she braced herself for a scolding, but none came. She looked up and was surprised to see him beaming at her.
"That's because I am, silly." He smirked as he headed towards her and leaned against the desk in front of her.
"You are? That's great, sir." She replied, forcing her voice to become enthusiastic lest his mood do a complete 180. He nodded and pushed himself off the desk and headed towards the window again.
"I am very happy because my father has decided to let me run the company in Gotham City. Starting from today, this is my company." He smiled at her surprised face. She quickly recovered and placed a smile on her face.
"That's great, sir. Congratulations." She smiled as she stood and extended her hand. He nodded and shook her hand before clearing his throat.
"Apparently, my father feels that I can manage the company on my own, so there is no need for him to come to Gotham City." He smiled, not noticing the brief look of disappointment flash across her face as he told her the news. She had been hoping the meet Thomas Martes.
"The best part is that tonight, we are hosting a ball to celebrate. I want you to arrange for the guests." He said to her, his smile changing as his mood performed a complete back flip. He was now smiling at her like a sadistic murderer. She almost groaned as she realized that he had only been nice to her only to watch her misery after he told her what she had to do.
He really was an evil, sadistic son of a bitch.
"Yes sir." She said before she turned and left Rick, who had a smug grin on his face.
As she sat at her desk, Aria couldn't help but wonder why he didn't just come out and demand what he wanted. After all, he was her boss and could demand anything from her without having to hear an objection. Instead, he enjoyed behaving sweet and kind to her before his mood back flipped and he became an angry and crazy psycho.
"Men." Aria mumbled to herself as she pulled out Rick's address book. Yawning, she picked up the phone to invite the first of almost 500 guests.
Jason watched from the other building as Aria entered her office once again. Leaning against the wall, he watched as she sat down at her desk and mumbled something. He smiled at the pissed off look on her face and watched as she pulled an address book from her desk.
He saw her yawn before she raised the phone and made the first call. Chuckling to himself, his eyes moved to the next room where Rick was leaning over his desk, a phone in his hand.
Jason pulled on the headphones and listened as his bug ease dropped on Rick's conversation.
"I know the shipment is going to come in tonight. I realize that Ferguson is going to be there for his share but I can't be there tonight." Rick was saying as he ran his hand through his short black hair, which was not gelled for once.
"Yes, I'm alone." Jason heard Rick say after looking around the room. He chuckled to himself as he continued to listen. No one was ever alone in Gotham City. Not with Batman and Nightwing around. And himself, of course.
"I might be able to sneak out for a bit. What time? Fine, midnight then." Rick said as he pulled his hand down his face.
"I have to go now. Secretary's coming." He said before he quickly hung up the phone as Aria entered the room. Jason watched as she headed towards Rick and handed him a piece of paper.
"Jennifer wants to have lunch with you at 1." She said, watching as Rick read the piece of paper.
"Thanks. Listen, I might have to leave for a bit tonight. Some important business thing that Dad want me to take care of. Do you think you'll be able to handle things for an hour?" Rick asked, looking at her. Aria's eyes grew wide before she nodded.
"I-I guess." She replied, shrugging her shoulders before she nodded. She didn't really have a choice, now did she?
Jason smirked to himself as he observed just how clueless Aria was about what was going on around her. The poor girl had no clue that she was working for a drug lord or that he would be receiving shipments later that night while she was going to have to host his party.
"Now, I think it's time for you to have your lunch break." Rick said, glancing down at his watch. It was only 11 am.
"Of course, sir. Would you like for me to pick up anything?" Aria asked as she opened the door.
"That won't be necessary." Rick replied before turning away, dismissing her.
Aria smiled at the server behind the counter before she grabbed her salad and headed towards the booth she sat in everyday.
She stabbed at the lettuce with her fork and took a bite before she placed the fork down. It was ridiculous. She never had lunch this early. Sure, she would have a snack, but never a full meal.
"It's all that idiot's fault." She grumbled as she thought of her boss. Sighing, she pushed to food away before propping her head up on her hand and staring mindlessly out the window.
How she wished she could just spend her day relaxing and not having to worry about a fire breathing boss or a job that had become her life.
"Maybe I need a boyfriend." She sighed before dropping her head down into her arms. She let out another deep breath and remained where she was. No, a boyfriend would complicate things for her. More than she needed.
But, what she wouldn't give to date a sexy muscular guy with black hair, green eyes, sensuous lips, and a-
"Excuse me, but is this seat taken?" A voice asked from above her, interrupting her thoughts. Aria grumbled to herself before she raised her head and her eyes grew wide.
Standing above her was the same guy she had seen two days back. However, his black hair was not gelled back this time. Rather, it hung over his green eyes, shading them slightly. He wore a pair of green cargo pants, black combat boot, a black wife beater, and dark brown leather jacket. His sensuous lips curved into a smile as he saw her.
"Oh, hi." He nodded at her in recognition. Aria returned a halfhearted smile before she shook her head.
"No, go ahead." She said, gesturing to the free seat in front of her. He nodded again and took a seat, smiling at her while doing so.
"You know, I feel bad about not remembering your name." He said, shaking his head in regret as he attempted to begin a conversation with her.
"It's perfectly fine. I don't remember yours either." She admitted to him, causing him to smile.
"It's Jay. Jay Tennyson." He said as he extended his hand. She looked down at it for a moment before shaking it. Clearly, she didn't trust people very easily.
"I'm Aria Thetis." She smiled back at him.
"Aria. What a beautiful name. I feel guilty for not remembering such a beautiful name." He replied, shaking his head.
"Well, you made up for it by remembering me." She chuckled, relaxing a bit. It had been so long since she associated with a guy who wasn't rude to her.
"Ah, one cannot forget someone as beautiful as you." He said, watching as a slight flush crept up her cheek before it disappeared. Evidently, she didn't normally receive such compliments, which was not shocking considering how professional she dressed.
Then again, only intellectual people would truly appreciate her as it was obvious that she was brilliant. After all, she was in her early twenties and had already secured a job with one of the most famous companies in the world. And it was obvious that she didn't get the position by relying on her body.
He was sure that she had to be intelligent to some degree to hold such a position. Then again, she was unaware of what her boss was dealing in.
He was shaken from his thoughts as the waitress arrived to take his order. He quickly ordered and looked over at Aria, who was looking down at her watch. He saw her grasp her phone before relaxing and then grasping it again.
It was clear that she was worried about her boss calling and yelling at her as he had done the previous time. However, Jason had chosen to pretend that he hadn't heard anything when Rick had called the last time.
"So, were you born here?" He asked, attempting to continue the conversation. She turned towards him, looking at bit confused.
"Pardon?" She asked, confirming that she had not been listening to him before.
"I asked if you were born here in Gotham." He repeated before she nodded.
"Yes, I was." She replied, offering no further conversation.
"I see. But, what about your na-?" He began to ask before she chuckled and cut him off.
"My father was Greek. He married my Italian-Romanian mother and then moved here." She replied, watching as he nodded in comprehension.
"I see. And your parents? Do they still live Gotham?" He asked, raising an inquisitive eyebrow.
"No. They actually died a few years ago." She replied quietly, successfully moving away from the topic.
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." He apologized, giving her a sympathetic look. She nodded and then smiled at him.
"What can you do? It's life. We all have to die some time." She nonchalantly replied while he nodded in agreement.
"So, are you an only child? Or do you have siblings?" He asked, noticing how she tensed slightly before she shook her head.
"Nope. Just me. What about you? Were you born here as well?" She asked, moving the conversation away from herself.
"I was. However, I never met my parents. I was raised in an orphanage." He replied, watching her face undergo a rapid change.
"How sad. It's awful for a child to have no parents." She said, shaking her head in sympathy. He nodded and shrugged before shaking his head.
"Like you said, it happens. That's life." He replied, smiling a bit. At that moment, the waitress arrived with his food.
"Thank you." He smiled at the elderly woman, who nodded before walking away.
"I see you have not touched your salad." He observed, gesturing towards her uneaten salad. She looked down at it before nodding.
"I don't normally eat lunch this early." She confessed, earning a smile from him.
"I see. Well then, how would you like to have a cup of coffee with me?" He asked, watching her face change as she shook her head.
"Oh, no. There's no need. I'm perfectly fine. You don't have to." She stuttered, her face becoming a bit pink.
"Really, it's fine. After all, coffee is the least I can do for a beautiful lady such as yourself." He smiled, watching the flush darken.
"Thank you." She smiled at him, accepting his offer. Within a few minutes, two coffees arrived.
"So, what do you do?" She asked as she took a sip of the coffee. It was black and strong, the way she enjoyed it.
"I'm a mechanic." He lied, earning a 'wow' from her. Well, it wasn't really a lie as he did fix things. He helped to fix the city, although he didn't use the orthodox tools. Rather, his tools included blackmailing, threatening, and physical actions. And, when those failed, he brought in his special tools. His guns had helped him fix many problems.
"That's really cool." She replied in awe while he chuckled and shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal.
"And you?" He asked, sipping his coffee.
"I'm a secretary. I work with Martes Merchandise and Machinery." She replied, watching his eyes grow wide.
"How interesting. Is that the same company owned by Thomas Martes?" He asked, leaning in closer as he feigned innocence. She looked uncomfortable for a moment before she nodded.
"Well, I work for the one owned by his son, who I am a secretary to."
"How wonderful. But, tell me. Are the rumors about the company true?" He asked as he leaned in closer, watching her eyes grow wide in confusion. However, she seemed to process the information because she shook her head a few seconds later.
"No, they're all lies. I've been working there for almost a year and I haven't seen anything illegal." She replied in a stoic voice.
"I see." He mumbled as he leaned back in the seat, nodding his head. She nodded before looking out the window, her thoughts preoccupied once again.
Just then, her phone began to vibrate.
"Excuse me." She said before she quickly grabbed her phone and looked down at the name.
Rick. She stifled a groan before looking over at Jay.
"I'll be right back." She said before she stood. Jason nodded and watched as she headed towards the window on the opposite end to take the call.
Leaning back in the seat, he processed the new information.
So, she did know who her boss was although she probably had no clue that the rumors were indeed true. Either that or she did know and was extremely skilled at hiding her knowledge. Regardless, he knew that it was necessary to watch her every moves as well as her boss's.
He observed her as she spoke on the phone, most likely to her sleazy boss. She was dressed in a pair of black trousers with a white button-up shirt and a black pinstripe blazer. Her hair was in its normal bun and she wore her Vera Wang glasses, giving her the appearance of the perfect secretary, which it was obvious that she strived to be.
He saw her face change before she let out a sigh and nodded as she continued to listen to her boss' tirade. Moments later, she returned to the table with an apologetic look on her face.
"I'm very sorry, but I have to go now." She apologized as she grabbed her bag. She reached into her bag, took out her wallet, and produced a $5.
"You don't have to pay." He said, shaking his head as she set down the money for the coffee. She looked at him and shook her head.
"I appreciate the gesture, but I don't like being in debt to anyone." She smiled at him, causing him to chuckle.
"An independent woman. How very nice." He returned a smile at her while she chuckled slightly.
"We all have to learn how to take care of ourselves one day or the next." She replied while he nodded in agreement.
"Anyway, it was nice meeting you again." She said as she extended her hand. He stood and grasped it.
"We should have dinner some time. Say Thursday around 8?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. She looked taken aback before she recovered and shook her head.
"I'm afraid I can't." She apologized quickly.
"What about Friday night then?" He asked, watching her face change again.
"I'm afraid not. I'm going to be extremely busy this entire week." She replied while his face changed.
"I see. Well, I look forward to meeting you again soon." He smiled at her. She nodded before she turned and left.
Jason watched as she headed across the street. However, rather than heading in the direction of Rick's building, she headed in the opposite direction.
He smiled to himself as he watched her disappear. This was turning out to be interesting, especially Aria. She definitely wasn't what he had expected.
"You look beautiful." Rick whispered to Aria as she brought him a glass of punch.
"Thank you." She replied, noticing the eyes from around the room that were staring at her.
"I'll be leaving in a few minutes. Do you think you can handle things until I get back?" Rick asked, looking down at his watch before looking up at her.
She nodded and saw a smile cross his face.
"Is there anything that you cannot do?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Fly." She replied, smirking before she turned away and headed towards the punch bowl. Rick was obviously having one of his good nights, not that she was complaining.
"What a boring night." She mumbled to herself as she poured punch into her cup.
"Really? Because, I believe the night just became interesting." A voice replied. Aria turned around and stared back at the man with wide eyes.
"Jay! What a surprise." She gasped, looking into his green eyes. He smiled and nodded.
"You look beautiful." He complimented her as his eyes trailed up and down her. She was dressed in a blue Vera Wang Lavender Label Strapless Bustier dress that complimented her blue eyes and her normally straight brown hair was curly and hung behind her, giving her a goddess like appearance.
"Thank you." She blushed before looking at him.
"You look really nice also." She smiled, looking at him as she returned the compliment. He was dressed in a black Giorgio Armani tuxedo that highlighted his physique, which was extremely athletic.
"Thank you." He smiled at her while she turned away.
"Punch?" She asked, raising a glass. He nodded and took it from her.
"It's nice to see you again." He smiled at her as they turned and began to walk towards the terrace.
"Looks like we'll be able to have dinner together after all." He said, causing her to laugh.
"You're very persistent, aren't you?" She smiled at him, causing him to laugh as well.
"It's not often that one finds himself in the company of a beauty such as yourself." He smiled at her. She chuckled before turning away.
"I see you're also very smooth with your words too. You enjoy giving compliments." She observed while he chuckled and nodded.
"You're very fast at picking things up." He retorted while she nodded.
"One has to be in my field." She replied, watching his face change slightly before he smirked.
"I agree. Maybe that's why you're such a capable secretary." He said, looking at her with a raised eyebrow.
"Perhaps." She replied before turning towards the sky. A gentle wind blew, picking her hair up before tossing it in her face.
Jason glanced down at his watch while she was dazing off. It was almost midnight and he knew that Rick would be leaving soon to get the shipment. He just had to hang around for a few more minutes before he was free to follow him.
"Would you like to dance?" He asked, spotting Rick on the dance floor.
Aria looked surprised and was about to decline when he grabbed her hand and led her into the ballroom.
"I don't normally dance." She admitted as they began to sway to the music.
"Neither do I, but one has to once in a while." He said as his eyes followed Rick, who was across the room.
"Well, for one who does not dance, you're doing very well at leading." She smiled as she looked up at him. He chuckled and did a little shrug.
"I guess I do know how to dance." He remarked while she chuckled and lowered her head.
"And it seems you know as well." He observed as she swayed to the music in time with him, not missing a beat.
"I might have picked up a few steps from here and there." She shrugged slightly.
"I see." He said, looking at her. Suddenly, a voice interrupted them.
"Excuse me, but are you the secretary of Mr. Martes?" A voice asked from behind them. Both Aria and Jason turned to see none other than the owner of Wayne Industries standing behind them.
"Yes, I am. But, I'm afraid I don't know who you are." Aria replied, obviously not familiar with Bruce.
"Bruce Wayne." He said as he extended his hand. Her eyes grew wide in recognition before she gasped.
"Mr. Wayne, what an honor to meet you." She smiled as she shook his hand.
"Thank you. You know, I saw you from across the room and I simply had to tell you that you look absolutely wonderful in that dress." Bruce said, watching her face flush before she smiled.
"Thank you." She smiled at him. He returned the smile before turning towards Jason.
"Jay." Jason replied, extending his hand. Aria obviously didn't notice the look that passed between the two as they shook hands.
"Pleased to meet you." Bruce replied, his voice tight before he cleared his throat.
"Aria!" A voice suddenly called. Aria looked over Bruce's shoulder to see Rick calling her.
"Excuse me." She said before she turned and headed in the direction of her boss.
"Really? You had to tell her she looked wonderful?" Jason asked in a mocking, turning towards Bruce and smirking.
"Aren't you a bit too old to be a playboy?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at Bruce, who simply glared at him.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Bruce demanded in a low voice as he looked at Jason.
"I'm here on business. What are you doing here?" He asked, a smirk on his face once more.
"Keeping an eye on Rick." Bruce replied in his Batman voice.
"Then so am I." Jason said as if it were common knowledge.
"How? By flirting with his secretary?" Bruce asked, raising an inquisitive eyebrow. Jason chuckled before shrugging slightly.
"Who says I can't have some fun while I watch them? Besides, she's more interesting than she looks." Jason said, looking in the direction that Aria had disappeared in.
"Leave the girl out of this. She knows nothing. I already checked out her background. No criminal record or anything. Leave her alone." Bruce growled at his former sidekick. However, Jason turned back towards him and smiled before shaking his head.
"I don't think I'm going to. I'm having too much fun with her." He replied before he walked away.
"I'll be back around 1:30." Rick said to Aria, who nodded.
"Will you be able to handle things until then?" He asked, looking at her. She nodded and cleared her throat.
"Of course, sir." She replied in a professional voice.
"Excellent." He said before smiling and turning away, leaving her alone.
Aria turned and saw Jay standing across the room. Taking a deep breath, she headed towards him.
"There you are." He smiled as she returned.
"Sorry about that. Work." She smiled politely as he nodded.
"So, where were we?" She asked, as she watched Rick leave. Jason, also watching Rick, cleared his throat.
"I'm afraid that we have to continue our conversation another time. Some urgent business has come up and I'm afraid I have to leave." He apologized, watching her face fall.
"Oh, alright. It was nice seeing you again." She smiled, surprised that she actually meant it.
"You too. I'll see you some other time." He said before turning and leaving. Aria nodded and found that she actually did want to see him again. She smiled and watched him leave before she turned away, ready to play host for an hour and a half.
"What a waste." Red Hood grumbled as he sat perched above the building. He was currently at the docks, watching Rick, who was waiting for his shipment to arrive. Ferguson was waiting there as well, his guards standing around with guns in their hands. He was a bald man with a mustache. He was dressed in a business suit and wore a golden ring on the middle finger on each hand. In his mouth was a cigar.
Jason watched as he lit his cigar and took a puff.
"Why are you here?" A voice suddenly asked from behind him.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm cleaning up the city." Jason replied, not even bothering to turn around.
"Why are you here? Won't Bruce Wayne be missed at the party?" He turned around and raised an eyebrow at Bruce.
"Bruce Wayne went home on account of food poisoning." Batman replied, causing Jason to laugh.
"Food poisoning? That was the best you had?" He asked, obviously amused as he folded his arms.
"Shut up and go home." Batman growled, earning a scoff from Jason.
However, before Jason could reply, gunshot were suddenly heard. Both men directed their attention to a commotion occurring below them.
"She's here." Jason mumbled to himself before he took off.
"Jason, don't!" Bruce yelled, but it was too late.
Jason landed and watched as the men began shooting at each other, obviously unaware of what was happening.
"Who is this bitch? Ferguson, you hired an assassin?" He heard Rick yell as one of his men fell dead. He raised his gun and began to shoot in Ferguson's direction.
Jason hid behind a crate and waited. He saw a figure appear out of the shadows and smirked to himself as she ran towards two of Rick's men and killed them.
"What the hell are you talking? She's not mine!" He heard Ferguson yell as he shot in her direction.
"Well, she's killing my men!" Rick yelled, shooting at her.
Minerva let out a growl as Rick's bullet narrowly missed her.
All she wanted was Rick. She could care less about the others. But, since they wanted a fight, she wouldn't deny them one.
She jumped out of the way as one of the men shot. Smiling, she grabbed one of her daggers and threw it, watching as it lodged itself in the man's throat.
"Let's get out of here!" She heard someone yell and turned to see Ferguson grabbing a box and turning towards his car.
"Oh no you don't." She smirked before she ran towards him.
Ferguson let out a yell as two of his men fell beside him. He turned and saw the assassin heading towards him. Gasping, he quickly ran towards the car.
However, he was not fast enough. He let out a yell as he felt something lodge itself in his back. Groaning, he fell to his knees, dropping the bag with the drugs.
"No, please don't kill me." He pleaded as Minerva approached him. She smiled before pulling out her sais.
"And why shouldn't I?" She asked, raising a questioning eyebrow.
"I have a wife and children." He pleaded with her, his hands folded. Minerva looked at him before laughing.
"You have a wife and children? Do they know what you do?" She asked, her tone suddenly changing. He didn't reply as she leaned over him.
"Exactly. Do they know that their father sells drugs to school children? Do they know how many lives their father has taken?" She growled, raising her sais.
"I wasn't going to sell them to the kids. I swear." He gasped, shaking his head.
"Don't lie to me!" She yelled, looming over him, her eyes almost fully black.
"I'm sorry. I did sell it to children, but not this stash." He said, shaking his head.
"You're right. You're not. Because I'm going to make sure that you don't." She gave him a sadistic smile as she raised her sais.
"No! Please don't!" He pleaded. Just as she was about to stab him, she let out a yell as a boomerang knocked the sai out of her hand. Growling, she turned towards the direction it came from and saw Red Hood standing there.
"I see you want to play." She smiled as she grabbed the sai. She dodged as he threw an explosive towards her.
"Then, let's play." She smiled as she turned and began to run.
Red Hood watched as the smoke cleared and saw the retreating figure of Minerva.
"You're not getting away that easily." He growled before he began to run towards her.
Minerva smirked as Red Hood appeared in front of her without his helmet.
"Playing cat and mouse, are we?" She smirked as he began to walk towards her.
"I wouldn't say that. Seeing as how I found you." He chuckled at her amused face.
"I see. But, suppose I start running again?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Then, you'll make this harder than it actually has to be." He replied.
"But, I enjoy a challenge." She smiled seductively.
"Sorry, toots, but not tonight. Tonight, I'm taking you down." He said, watching as she began to laugh.
"My, and on the third date only. You work fast, don't you?" She asked as she licked her lips seductively. He looked temporarily distracted before he regained his footing.
"Wasn't really that hard. You just failed. You didn't kill your target." He said as he looked past her at Ferguson, who was still trying to escape with the shipment.
"Am I really that easy?" She asked in a slightly upset voice. He smirked at her before chuckling.
"No, but I know you're going to be smart and make this easy by just coming with me." He said, looking at her in case she tried to run.
"That's what you think." She replied before she suddenly turned and threw the dagger that had been concealed in her hand. Jason watched as it struck Ferguson in his back and he fell dead.
"See? I got my target." She smirked, turning back towards him.
"We both know he wasn't your actual target." He replied, watching as her eyes widened in surprise.
"I see you figured me out, didn't you? I'm impressed, love." She remarked in an amazed voice as she quirked an eyebrow playfully at him.
"It wasn't really that hard." He replied as he took a step forward.
"Was I that transparent?" She asked in a slightly dejected voice. He chuckled and shook his head.
"To other, you weren't. But, I'm not others." He replied while she smiled and took a step froward, now standing directly in front of him.
"You're right. You're not others, are you?" She asked, smiling at him as she reached out and ran a playful finger up and down his chest. She could feel his toned muscles beneath his shirt contract on contact.
"No. I'm not." He replied, obviously a bit distracted by her touch. He still hadn't gotten use to her touch. She chuckled and leaned in closer, her lips centimeters away from his own.
"That's what I like about you. You're not like the others. Not a criminal and not a hero." She whispered, her voice suddenly becoming husky.
"Like me. Not a hero and not a villain." She smiled, licking her lips seductively as she moved closer. Their lips were now a hair's width apart. Jason could feel her warm breath on his lips.
"You're mistaken. You're nothing more than a criminal." He said.
"And here I was thinking we were finally seeing eye to eye." She whispered, leaning in and kissing him. He surprised her by grabbing her and pulling her against him. He heard a groan escape her as he plunged his tongue into her mouth and began exploring. His hands moved down her sides and firmly grasped her hips and pulled her into him.
A pleasurable moan rumbled deep in her throat as his thumbs slowly massaged her sides and his tongue licked her bottom lip.
"We'll never see eye to eye because we want different things." He replied against her lips, a smirk hidden in his voice. He licked it and earned a shudder and moan from her. Suddenly, he reached out towards her, a taser in his hand. Just as quickly, she leapt out of the way and delivered a kick to his hand. He let out a yell and dropped the taser.
"You're so sly. And such an incredible kisser. That was amazing." She smirked before delivering a kick to his head.
"Lucky for me, I'm always alert." She smiled as he straightened up.
"Not bad. Same for your kiss." He smirked at her as he rubbed his jaw.
"Thank you." She smiled at him, throwing another punch. Suddenly, bullets began whizzing past them. Both returned their attention towards the dealers behind them.
"Damn it!" Minerva yelled as a bullet lodged itself into her right shoulder. She let out a yell and turned towards the shooter. Rick smiled back at her, causing her to grind her teeth together in anger.
"Damn you!" She yelled before she turned and took off again, forgetting about Jason.
Jason watched as Minerva slayed the men shooting before heading towards Rick.
"Oh, no you don't!" He yelled, throwing an explosive. Minerva let out a yell as the explosion blasted her backwards. She groaned and got to her feet to see Red Hood standing there, a smile on his face.
"Not as alert as you think, huh toots?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. She growled and sprang to her feet, sais raised.
"Don't piss me off. You're very sexy and I'd hate to hurt you. Besides, I'd miss your kisses." She said, shaking her head.
"It's fine. But, I don't think I'll enjoy hitting a girl." He said. She chuckled and ran towards him, sais raised. Just as she reached him, she put her sais away and delivered a punch to his stomach. He let out a groan before throwing a punch, narrowly missing her face. She threw another, gutting him in the stomach.
"Not bad. But, I thought you would have done better." He said as he regained oxygen. However, she merely chuckled.
"And who told you I wanted to fight?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. He gasped as he realized that she was standing directly in front of Rick.
"Bye darling. Looking forward to our next date." She blew a kiss at him before throwing an explosive as Jason ran towards her.
"Damn it!" Jason yelled as the smoke cleared. Both Minerva and Rick were gone. All that was left was a tiger lily.
Soooooooooooooo, reviews! Sorry I didn't update in like forever, but I'm back! I tried to put in a love interest for him and I enjoy all the flirting between them. Kinda like Batman and Catwoman. Anyways, until my next update!
-DramaQueen95