Well hi guys! Glad to see I have so many reviewers! Just a quick not to
Me- Hi, you were anonymous and I'm not sure if you comment was a flame or not, and I'm taking it as not one, despite the fact that you showed you were being sarcastic. So, I'm sorry I must've made a typo and forgotten the W in Nightwing and why did I make Starfire shorter then Nightwing? I did because I can, It's a fan fiction, and I can do what I want, and thats what I want.
T- Yes you're right lol
Everyone- Thanks for all your reviews and heres the next chappie!
Disclaimer- Well, on another note I have a special guest with me… say hello to Robin!
Me- "So Robin, would you like to say the disclaimer?"
Robin- "Why am I here?" looks around nervously
"You're here to say the disclaimer"
"And if I don't?" Glares evilly
"Starfire dies in my story, that's what"
"ILL SAYS IT! Ell (Wild Fantasy) DOES NOT OWN TEEN TITANS, PLEASE DON'T KILL STAR!"
Me- 'he he'
Chapter 6
Nightwing gently laid me down in his bed, while I half helped, I was half asleep. But when he went to go I grabbed his arm,
"Please, do not go" I pleaded, my voice nothing more than a whisper.
He seemed to be contemplating it,
"Please" I begged him, utterly petrified the creature would come back; and of the storm.
"I'll stay" He said softly, and sat on the edge of the bed.
I frowned slightly and took hold of his hand gently, pulling him towards me. He protested softly but I wouldn't hear it. I lifted the blankets and pulled him towards me, ignoring his protests.
He was sitting there beside me, under the blankets, stiff and rigid and upright. I groaned inwardly and pulled him down, so that his head was actually on the pillow. He didn't seem to want to come, but I succeeded in my quest and soon he was lying beside me.
I smiled slightly and closed my eyes, but opened them sharply as thunder boomed against the apartment. I whimpered slightly and scooted over to Nightwing, who went rigid against my touch. But I couldn't care; I was too petrified of the storm.
I wrapped my arm around his stomach and only then did I realize that he had his sling off. I got up to look him in the eye,
"Why did you take it off?" I asked, slightly angered and confused.
"Because I couldn't fight that thing with my arm in a cast" He said softly, though still rigid.
"Fine, but please, just relax, it is late and I-EEP!" I ducked under the blankets as a large clap of thunder and a bright flash of lightening sounded.
"Kori, come here"
Nightwing turned to his side, and pulled me up to face him,
"Kori its fine, I'm here" He assured me.
I still was scared and when another clap of thunder sounded I clasped onto Nightwing, wrapping an arm around his waist and burying my head into his uniform covered chest.
I felt his injured arm wrap around my waist, while the other supported my head.
"Please whatever happens, don't leave me" I whispered, eyes tight shut against him.
"I swear to you, I would never leave you" his voice was soft and deep in my ear and loosened my grip, slightly.
"Thank you for everything Nightwing" I murmured, bringing my head from his chest to face him. My face was a hair widths away from his, and his lips looked so soft, and…I don't know what possessed me to do it, but I kissed him, softly, and then pulled away.
His face looked content, angry and confused all in one.
I suddenly felt like a fool, a stupid little fool. I mentally scolded myself and I felt the sting of hot tears reach my eyes.
But then Nightwing was leaning down and cupping my cheek with his injured arm, and kissing me, softly and sweetly, and I complied, tightening my grip on his waist.
Our eyes closed and my hand straddled his cheek, caressing it and toying with his long ebony hair.
It started out sweet and innocent, but it was deepened, by him. Nightwing deepened it, and I agreed, kissing back with the same passion. His lips were soft and moist against my own, moving in a faint rhythm. My hand massaged his scalp gently; his hand cupped my cheek then moved to my neck, holding my head up.
We pulled away for lack of breath and I opened my eyes slowly, as did he. We both blushed, and then I felt disappointed that I couldn't see his eyes.
"Well, I never thought that would happen" He murmured softly, grinning slightly.
I laughed softly, the awkwardness gone.
"Well, neither did I, if it makes you feel any better" I said, looking up at him.
He laughed,
"Kori, I feel better than I have for ages"
I laughed at his silly line and rested my head against his chest, listening to the relaxing beat of his heart.
"Night Kori" He whispered and I hummed in response.
I woke up slowly, my eyes adjusting to the bright light. I blinked a few times, and then last nights events replayed in my head, the…thing and Nightwing and- Nightwing, where was he?
I looked around for him, but he was gone, no where in sight. I frowned slightly and got out of the bed. Then I blushed and mentally kicked myself, hard.
When I had gone to bed last night I had been only wearing my underwear and a t-shirt, no wonder Nightwing went rigid when I moved towards him.
Finding my bag I changed into my jeans under garments and jeans, white halter neck and black leather jacket. I combed my fingers through my hair to get out the knots then pushed it back behind my shoulders.
Exiting the room I called out for Nightwing. There was no answer.
I became slightly worried, but then as I entered the lounge I breathed a sigh of relief. He was there, in the kitchen cooking something that smelt absolutely delicious.
"Hey Kori, want some breakfast?" he asked over the sizzling of the pan.
I nodded and walked over to him, catching sight of his left arm which was now back in the sling.
"Glad to see you're wearing you sling" I said, pointing at it.
"Well, you would've forced me into it anyway" he mock frowned and then we laughed, last nights monster vanishing from my thoughts.
"So, what do you want?" He asked, gesturing over the array of pans cooking over the stove.
"Bacon, eggs, toast, hash brown?" he asked, but I was too amazed at how he was cooking everything with only one arm.
"Uh, Bacon, one egg and two pieces of toast" I said, still staring at the food in awe.
"Kori, uh, Kori!" Nightwing waved his hand in front of my face.
I snapped from my trance and smiled bashfully, blushing as he laughed.
"What, never seen food before?" He joked, amused.
"Yes I have" I indignantly, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Wait let me guess, you always stick to a raw food and salad diet?' He asked, grinning.
"Well no, I actually have nine sto- I mean, I have at least er, nine small meals a day" I inwardly swore at my stupidity, I mean, what in the world possessed me to say that? I am stupid, stupid, stupid!
"Kori, are you ok?"
I snapped back to reality as Nightwing spoke to me, while handing me a plate.
"Yes, I am fine" I answered hastily, while Nightwing shot me a concerned glance.
"Thank you" I added as I took the food, going to seat myself on the couch.
Nightwing followed quickly behind me, and seated himself beside me. There was an un-comfortable silence as we ate and then he broke it.
"You know, you're apartments wrecked and, if you want to you can…I dunno, stay here…with me?"
I inwardly cheered,
"Uh sure" I replied gratefully, while inside I was screaming ecstatically.
Nightwing smiled,
"Cool, and if you want today we could…get you some new clothes?"
I laughed,
"Since when has the famous Nightwing ever wanted to go with a female shopping?" I joked, highly amused.
He turned slightly serious,
"No, what I meant was you go shopping but I'll…what can I say, look out for you, out of sight" he finished, taking a bite of buttered toast.
I sighed, typical me, thinking that Nightwing might've actually wanted to go whopping with me,
"Yip, that's cool with me"
Well, here I am, in the middle of Jump City outside of the NJB (national Jump City Bank), ready to go on a shopping spree. I mean, a girl who's fallen for a super hero and had her home wrecked has to have some fun, right?
So I went to the store where I was most well known, Tiffany's.
As soon as I walked into the store I was bombarded with people, some were attendants who served me regularly but most were over excited fans.
For the next ten minutes I signed autographs and had my picture taken with tourists and so on, I didn't mind, it was actually kind of fun.
When fans had left smiling happily I was greeted my Michael, manager of the store. He was a tall man with longish wavy blonde hair and blue eyes, clean shaven and was always happy.
"Korina darling, it's been too long!"
He gave me a hug and yip, you guessed it, he was gay. But I couldn't care, I mean, why judges people on who they like? It's no big deal and to tell the truth having guy friends who were gay was actually pretty cool. I mean, they're always there for you and Michael personally, had amazing fashion sense.
"I know Mike, now, whats the latest you have in?" I asked eagerly, glancing around the store.
"Well, this season's 'in' color is purple, any shade darling, so…" He led me to a rack near the front of the huge store, where the latest items were, I immediately fell in love with the color purple. I always have liked purple, but now…I love it.
"Mike these are fab!" I exclaimed, staring at the clothes with passion and wanting.
"Well Korina doll, knock yourself out!" He laughed as I sped around picking things out.
From the latest stuff I ended up getting a light purple tank top with a V neck in black lace, a violet button up V neck shirt with long sleeves and trailed cuffs. A light purple tube top with a dark blue flower embroidered on the bottom left hand corner, a purple and white horizontal striped one shoulder top with ties that laced from the right shoulder down to the elbow and a pair of dark purple track paints with two white stripes down either side.
"Korina doll, you know exactly what to pick" approved Mike as he handed me back my change.
I laughed happily,
"Thanks Mike, I'll call in again for a chat soon!" I promised as I walked out the doors.
I hailed a cab, and ended up signing an autograph for the cabby. Then I hopped out at 34th street where Hailstone, Jazz's and Dodo's were.
Grabbing my bags from Tiffany's I headed into Hailstone, where much to my relief, there was hardly anyone.
"Kori come and look at out newest stock!" I bright and bubbly girl around seventeen with a short pixie styled haircut and brown eyes bounded over to me, ecstatic.
"Hey Cam, whats up?" I asked, giving her a high five.
"Nothing much, Miss Z's giving me a hard time though" she whispered, glancing in the direction of an oldish lady, around her mid fifties with straight shoulder length black hair and too much make up.
"Why, would did you do now Cam?" I asked, following her through to the newest stock.
"Well, you know my boyfriend Jet?"
I nodded,
"Well he came round here to see me, and Miss Z wasn't watching and I was on my lunch break so me and Jet kinda hid in a rack of clothing and started making out, unfortunately, Miss Z happened too move that rack and we fell out, in front of all her customers in way less clothes then we had started out with"
I laughed and so did Cam at her silly behaviour.
"Right, now let's get shopping" I exclaimed joyously.
So, I might've bought a bit more than I planned…A pair of black cut of short shorts, an Ice blue tube top, a black singlet with a rounded purple lace front, a pair of dark flared hipster jeans, a light blue halter neck top with an intricate vine design printed up the edge in purple (I told you purple was the 'in' color) and…This was my best find, a gorgeous silk dress with a high neck, and no back, literally no back. It fell to the floor and pooled around my feet and it was in a beautiful glittering soft pink color.
"Now Kori, I know this might seem weird but I think that guy fancies you" whispered Cam as she scanned my purchases and glanced over towards the door.
At first I thought it was Nightwing, but Cam would have said that already, and then I feared it was that evil shadow thing, but when I turned around guess who it was…
Richard Grayson.
My eyes nearly popped out of my head from shock…and the fact that he looked stunningly sexy, in a white button up shirt, with the top three button un-done and dark jeans, the shirt untucked. He was wearing dark sunglasses and his long black hair was partially spiked with gel.
"Thanks Cam, but right now that guy over there, I know who he is, and I hate his guts"
Cam giggled and waved goodbye. I watched as Miss Z came over and started telling her off, by the look on Cam's face.
"Well, what are you doing here?"
I had hoped to ignore Richard and walk right past him but he stepped in front of me.
"Actually I should be asking you the same thing" I snapped, hefting my bags further up my arms.
"Now, now, no need to get testy" teased Richard, smirking at my raging face.
"Oh shut up and get a life Grayson, surely you have better things to do torment me" I quipped, walking towards Dodo's, Richard following.
"Well not really" he admitted in a casual laid back manner.
"Oh? Why don't you go find Kitten and tail after her while she shops, Richie-poo" I smirked at his frowning face. That was Kitten's nick name for him.
"I told you, I don't like Kitten, It was just some business deal between Bruce and her father, which I happened to be dragged into to" He said, as though we were going for a walk in the park,
"Besides, I have a new girlfriend"
I turned to look at him, and he stared back, with a smug smirk looking as if he owned the world.
"Oh? And whats so special about her?" I asked, mildly interested.
"Well she had red hair, which is always a turn on and she's one of the nicest woman I've ever met"
I growled, Barbara Gordon. She had been Richard's best friend when they were kids, it had always been in the tabloids and rumor was that they were supposed to be wed through an arranged marriage.
"Thrills, chills and I couldn't really care" I snapped, heading into Dodo's.
There we were both bombarded with fans, take mention that I said 'we', yes Richard had followed me in here as well.
"Korina can I have your autograph?" one girl shouted at me and,
"Kori, Kori I love you, will you marry me?" one guy shouted loudly.
"NO, SORRY!" I shouted back, his face showing nothing but disappointment.
"Richard I love you, can I have a kiss?" One girl shouted and Richard merely smiled seductively and stated loudly,
"Sorry Mademoiselle but I am already spoken for"
The girl burst into tears and so did a few others, one pointed at me and shouted,
"IT'S HER ISN'T IT? THAT KORINA ANDERS!"
I shook my head and said,
"No force one earth of heaven would get me to date that guy. Actually, make that hell as well" I quipped moving away from the fans.
I looked over to Richard who seemed slightly hurt by my comment.
"Right, that's enough, if you are not here to buy, please evacuate from the store" two large security guards blocked the screaming fans from us.
I nodded my thanks to them and Richard saluted them, the freak.
"So, are you avoiding me?"
I had hoped that Richard hadn't noticed that I'd moved away, but he did and came up behind me, whispering in my ear. It was oddly familiar.
"Why would you think that?" I snapped sarcastically, pulling away from him.
"I don't know you just seem to not want to be around me" he said seductively, eyeing me.
"I bow to you extreme knowledge of observation" I snapped, looking through some clothes.
"Why thank you" he whispered in my ear again, bending down behind me.
"Richard get stuffed!" I ordered, shoving him away.
He winces as he hit his left arm and I faltered, thinking maybe I hit him too hard.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…" I trailed off, staring at the red splotch that was showing on his left arm, just below his shoulder.
"Kori I-"
I ignored him, and ripped the shirt from his shoulder, staring at his bandaged shoulder, where blood was seeping through.
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