Smitten
Li'l Lobo/Empress.
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Opposites attract. Need I say more?
*
"Don't touch me," he growled darkly, pulling his snow-white arm away from Empress' dark brown hand.
Rudely, she stuck her tongue out, flipping her shimmering reddish-brown hair snobbily.
"You don't have to be such a tough guy all the time," she smiled, switching tracks quickly.
He grunted in reply. The two walked slowly down the corridor, each along a different wall.
"Do you ever feel lonely?"
He blinked his red eyes, pupil-less and white-less. Turning his head slightly to look at her standing there, a pure look of curiosity on her face, he stopped walking. "Whadda ya mean?" Lobo asked as means of a response.
She shrugged nonchalantly, an annoying voice peeping things in the back of her mind. "Don't you ever wonder if anyone'll ever love you?" she defined slowly.
He snorted. "Nope. Never. Nobody gives a frag about me, so why should I care?"
"But everyone needs love."
If he had had eyebrows, he would have raised one. "*I* don't," he pointed out coldly.
She shrugged again. "Whatever you say. Still, don't you ever wo-"
"God, what is WITH ya and this stupid love thing?!" he snarled defensively, eyes narrowed demonically.
Empress smiled slightly. "I've hit a nerve, haven't I? Big bad Lobo, genocidal, destroyer of the Czarnian race, is afraid of love."
"I am NOT!" he snapped, eyes flashing and pale face contorted, hands bunched up into fists.
"Yes, you are."
Her expression was calm and set. It infuriated him beyond belief.
"Shut the fraggin' hell up," was his closed, pinched reply.
"No."
The walls shuddered as he slammed her against one metal wall, a hand pulled back and fisted, ready to slug her in the middle of her patient, pretty face. The homicidal lust to do so was fading away at the close proximity of her face to his.
Searching his twisted face, finding something even he couldn't amidst the frightening, mindless rage and darkness, Empress smiled again, the curve of her lips sad.
"This hurts you more than it does me." She grimaced, unable to feel the floor beneath her dangling, booted feet, his corded arm pressing hard against her throat. "And that's saying something," she joked lightly.
"Why?" he gritted out between bared teeth.
"You need love." Somewhat caught off-guard, he uncharacteristically felt the anger storming in his blood and mind vanish swiftly.
Slowly, he let her go and she rubbed at her throat, voice raw as she spoke. "Thank-you."
Suddenly enraged at himself, confused by the foreign emotions burning his brain, he turned to storm off. She wouldn't let him.
"Lobo, we're here for you. Robin, Secret, Imp, SB, Wondy, and me. Me most of all. And you are *not* going to stomp away. You are staying right here for at least five seconds more."
The valentine she'd been working on earlier was thrust into one of his large hands.
With a gentle smile, she hugged him. "Happy V-Day, Czarnian."
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End AN: Okay, yeah, it sucked. It was short. But I *finished* it! And now I must go write that Secret/Robin WAFF tormenting my brain…and then I'll play with the Empress/Lobo idea a little bit. And THEN I'm off to write Impulse/Arrowette! And some Red Tornado stuff…ah, how I love YJ.
For Robin/Secret fans, get YJ: Sins of Youth. There's a few Rob/Secret moments for us die-hard Rob/Secret fans. And for the scattered Imp/Arrowette fans such as myself, there's one little scene in which adult Imp's in battle (along with practically everyone else) and there's this kawaii…I mean, cute…little thought-bubble coming away from him and there's a smiling Arrowette in it. As in, she's the only person/thing in it. Oh, yes…I'm obsessed…don't get me started on how I can use the most subtle of pictures to twist them in an Imp/Arrowette direction. (For instance, in issue #30, the current one, Cissie, Traya, Cissie's mom [Bonnie], and Cissie's agent [Frank Balkin] are at a restaurant with people dressed as superheroes and the backs of the chairs at their table have the Flash emblem. Yes, I AM wacky…or obsessed, whichever you prefer.)
And I know the Robin/Secret part…and the Impulse/Cissie part…AND the Lobo/Empress part…they were all weak and pathetic. *-.-;* *siiiiigh*
Ja ne!
PallaPlease
Hey, it's *STILL* February 14, 2001.
Li'l Lobo/Empress.
*
Opposites attract. Need I say more?
*
"Don't touch me," he growled darkly, pulling his snow-white arm away from Empress' dark brown hand.
Rudely, she stuck her tongue out, flipping her shimmering reddish-brown hair snobbily.
"You don't have to be such a tough guy all the time," she smiled, switching tracks quickly.
He grunted in reply. The two walked slowly down the corridor, each along a different wall.
"Do you ever feel lonely?"
He blinked his red eyes, pupil-less and white-less. Turning his head slightly to look at her standing there, a pure look of curiosity on her face, he stopped walking. "Whadda ya mean?" Lobo asked as means of a response.
She shrugged nonchalantly, an annoying voice peeping things in the back of her mind. "Don't you ever wonder if anyone'll ever love you?" she defined slowly.
He snorted. "Nope. Never. Nobody gives a frag about me, so why should I care?"
"But everyone needs love."
If he had had eyebrows, he would have raised one. "*I* don't," he pointed out coldly.
She shrugged again. "Whatever you say. Still, don't you ever wo-"
"God, what is WITH ya and this stupid love thing?!" he snarled defensively, eyes narrowed demonically.
Empress smiled slightly. "I've hit a nerve, haven't I? Big bad Lobo, genocidal, destroyer of the Czarnian race, is afraid of love."
"I am NOT!" he snapped, eyes flashing and pale face contorted, hands bunched up into fists.
"Yes, you are."
Her expression was calm and set. It infuriated him beyond belief.
"Shut the fraggin' hell up," was his closed, pinched reply.
"No."
The walls shuddered as he slammed her against one metal wall, a hand pulled back and fisted, ready to slug her in the middle of her patient, pretty face. The homicidal lust to do so was fading away at the close proximity of her face to his.
Searching his twisted face, finding something even he couldn't amidst the frightening, mindless rage and darkness, Empress smiled again, the curve of her lips sad.
"This hurts you more than it does me." She grimaced, unable to feel the floor beneath her dangling, booted feet, his corded arm pressing hard against her throat. "And that's saying something," she joked lightly.
"Why?" he gritted out between bared teeth.
"You need love." Somewhat caught off-guard, he uncharacteristically felt the anger storming in his blood and mind vanish swiftly.
Slowly, he let her go and she rubbed at her throat, voice raw as she spoke. "Thank-you."
Suddenly enraged at himself, confused by the foreign emotions burning his brain, he turned to storm off. She wouldn't let him.
"Lobo, we're here for you. Robin, Secret, Imp, SB, Wondy, and me. Me most of all. And you are *not* going to stomp away. You are staying right here for at least five seconds more."
The valentine she'd been working on earlier was thrust into one of his large hands.
With a gentle smile, she hugged him. "Happy V-Day, Czarnian."
*
End AN: Okay, yeah, it sucked. It was short. But I *finished* it! And now I must go write that Secret/Robin WAFF tormenting my brain…and then I'll play with the Empress/Lobo idea a little bit. And THEN I'm off to write Impulse/Arrowette! And some Red Tornado stuff…ah, how I love YJ.
For Robin/Secret fans, get YJ: Sins of Youth. There's a few Rob/Secret moments for us die-hard Rob/Secret fans. And for the scattered Imp/Arrowette fans such as myself, there's one little scene in which adult Imp's in battle (along with practically everyone else) and there's this kawaii…I mean, cute…little thought-bubble coming away from him and there's a smiling Arrowette in it. As in, she's the only person/thing in it. Oh, yes…I'm obsessed…don't get me started on how I can use the most subtle of pictures to twist them in an Imp/Arrowette direction. (For instance, in issue #30, the current one, Cissie, Traya, Cissie's mom [Bonnie], and Cissie's agent [Frank Balkin] are at a restaurant with people dressed as superheroes and the backs of the chairs at their table have the Flash emblem. Yes, I AM wacky…or obsessed, whichever you prefer.)
And I know the Robin/Secret part…and the Impulse/Cissie part…AND the Lobo/Empress part…they were all weak and pathetic. *-.-;* *siiiiigh*
Ja ne!
PallaPlease
Hey, it's *STILL* February 14, 2001.