I wrote this one on April Fool's Day, I don't know how that is relevant to the fic but it did when I first though of it. Perhaps its weirdness. In my book, it's weird & I understand some of you are even more and this is low on the weird scale, but please, go ahead and judge yourself. AND I am not trying to be mean, some of my friends actually take that as a compliment. LOVE Ya! D

Author: Cherryopsicle
Title: Kisses and Disguises
Theme and Number: #8-Circus
Genres: Romance/Humor
Warnings/Disclaimers: I do not own the Teen Titans
Fandom: Teen Titans
Pairings: Kid Flash/Jinx
Rating: PG
Summary: A hasty encounter while ordering coffee, a few chaste kisses, KF harassment and firefighters. And I can't seem to remember what I had when I wrote this.
It was not as if she hadn't been asked the same question before. Moreover, it wasn't as she could bully the kid that asked if she was in the circus. The mothers' would always scold them and walk away whispering she was "…another one of those gothic teenagers… if you ever dare to wear those clothes, Mikey…" and the topic would be finished. And it wouldn't be brought up until another kid pointed it out again.

So what if she had pink hair and big, chunky boots that went well with the ever classic 'witch socks'. Yes, pink might not suit her fashionably and it might not be the coolest color for a villainess. It suited those fairytale blonds perhaps even the girl with pom-poms on top of her hair that lead the Titans East. Maybe even the alien Starfire and that was going far but not with Jinx. Nevertheless, she wasn't one to subdue to labels and traditions --with the exception of the witch socks of course. And what about the dress? What was humanely wrong going around wearing wedge boots with a purple dress? Nothing. She didn't mind or care, she liked it no matter what the mindless kids said.

"Mommy! I wanna go to the circus!"

Jinx sighed, knowing what was coming up as the young boy whined to his mother.

"What are you talking about Jimmy? The circus isn't in town."

Jinx wished to her childhood genie, wherever he was, to hurry up with her caffeine drink.

"But that lady is in the circus! I wanna go!"

Sure, she had once even thought of changing clothes and dying her hair color.

"Jimmy! She isn't in the circus; she just dresses like that because she likes it."

The teenage girl smiled.

"But she has freaky pink eyes, Mommy!"

"Jimmy!"

…but the eyes will always give her away. She had the option of wearing contacts yet it was one of the few things she was proud of. Something that she could be distinguished by.

"I'm sorry miss, Jimmy just- "

A tall boy appeared behind the woman and with the same blue eyes as the kid said, "I'll take care of it, Ma," he might have held the same blue eyes like his brother but had a blaze of red hair instead of mop of black like the brat that stood out from the crowded coffee house. "Please excuse--"

Jinx grabbed her caffeine drink quickly and waved them off, "Forget it."

She stepped outside before they could go into their long, thoughtful apologies yet as her quick-paced steps led her to turn a corner, the older boy appeared in front of her stopping her immediately "How…?"

He flashed his pearly whites as he looked down at her, "My ma' wanted to send her apologies on behalf of my little brother."

Jinx stood stuck to the cement beneath her, "How did you…?"

"Jimmy didn't mean it in a impolite way; I guess he was just…entranced by your rosy stare."

She looked up at him, "Excuse me?" Now she knew where little Jimmy had learned his 'freaky' language.

He grinned down at her sheepishly, "Well with those enchanting eyes, what boy could resist them."

Then it clicked on her. Smooth, flirtatious moves and adorable expressions, Along with the ability to appear out of nowhere because of his speed. Kid Flash. She sub-consciously smacked her forehead, she really did need to get more sleep.

Fine, red-orange locks fell upon a fair forehead as the cockish boy lightly frowned in concern over the unusually silenced girl before him. He lowered his head to gaze directly across at her until their eyes met and he saw something spark in her sight.

Two corners of a small, feminine mouth curved upwards, "Thank you."

The red head's bright smile faltered by her response, "May I know what brought on such a lovely response?"

The girl resisted the urge to shake her head in embarrassment for the brash youngster and instead allowed a shallow sigh, "Aren't we a smooth player."

Said youngster casually closed in the space between them and shrugged, his grin never leaving his handsome face.

Jinx followed suit and stepped in closer, "If you must know." The young man obediently nodded. "You just helped me with plan I've been working on for the longest time."

A few seconds of silence ensued until the red-head tilted his to one side, questioningly, "Are you going to tell me?"

Slender shoulders shrugged, "If you want me to and if you ask nicely."

His clear blue eyes deepened and he gracefully reached down to grasp a delicate wrist before bending down to quaintly touch her hand with his lips. The shocked villainess raised an eyebrow as he lowered his voice and courteously asked, "Please?

She hastily took back her hand from his evil clutches and tried to win back some of her dignity and asked, "Do you ever stop flirting?"

He winked at her, "For you. Never."

Pouty lips slimmed together in discontent. 'I guess that's the closest I'm ever gonna get to the answer.'

"Soooo, I asked nicely."

She straighten her back and immediately reverted back into a pleased outlook, "Of course." Her mouth-corners threatened to twitch as his eyes widened to her action. She was so close that she could observe the different hues of his iris. So close that she could count the scattered freckles across his nose. "Since my eyes are so enchanting I can use them to defeat my enemies' cause as you might know, I am a local villain."

The young man stood rigid under her touch, answering pleasantly, "How 'bout we use those beauties for another thing."

Her eyebrows rose in question.

He tilted his head just so their noses ever so slightly skimmed and casually slipped a kiss on her lips, "How 'bout a sketch for my brother's friends?"

Jinx stepped back intent on not having his way stuck out her chin, "What do I look like? A clown?" She bit the inside of her bottom lip as he reached out and tapped her nose, "Silly Jinx, not a sketch in an act, a sketch in paper."

She glared at him, "You just saved yourself from a lot of suffering and even that, NO! Plus, that is the most random request."

Ignoring her last comment he went on, "A suffering of what?"

Not waiting for a response he made a move to lay another kiss on her but was blocked as his nose got chucked.

"From that." A victorious smirk appeared on her face.

The young man only raised an eyebrow and smiled widely at her. "Nice," was his nasally response. Jinx frowned at the lack of response and let his nose go, "Whatever, you don't even kiss good."

This innocent comment irked the boy. He grunted, looked away and without warning placed two tender kisses on both of her cheekbones.

Jinx was done and over with his little games. She stood on her tip-toes, looked straight at him in the eyes and whispered, "You're sick."

The future Flash shook his head as if clearing up his head, "What…?" But it was too late, the girl was long gone from his sight. He comically sighed and raked his hands through his red locks in a frustrated fas hion, "That girl….she's unbelievable…" heaving a sigh, the confused young person rushed off to find her.

"Good evening Miss. Lovely day is it not?"

Cherry blossom orbs eyed the young superhero with the corner of her eye and snorted, "It's an absolutely disastrous day, if you ask me AND you did."

The tall boy grinned, "I did."

Jinx felt blood rush into her cheeks as gloved hand slipped into hers, "What are you--?!"

"Am I really a bad kisser?" Came the curious voice of the young superhero.

The girl rolled her eyes, "Well, to tell you the truth…"she glanced at him caught his eye, "…yes."

He twisted his mouth, mocking a frown, "How would you know?"

"If you must know…" she sighed exaggeratedly.

"Oh, now I have to ask all nicely and all," the boy nagged, hanging his head backwards in a tiring manner.

Without warning Jinx stuck out her foot and the boy subsequently tripped. She didn't even blink when he tugged the back of her dress as she made a move to walk away, ignoring the bewildered stares of bystanders.

"Are you planning to just leave me here?" She turned around and smirked at his pout, "Basically." And soon after he was back to her side, walking along side her indifferently. "Sooooo…."

Checking her watch coolly, she asked, "So what?"

"If you label me as a bad kisser then how did you get to be such a great kisser?"

"Is this what they call small chatter?" She sighed heavily as if dreading the short, painful conversation she was going to be a part of.

"Perhaps, now can you answer my question?" He made to grasp her hand again but she was able to avert it by making a deal of tucking away loose hair strands. "Yes, I can."

"Will you?"

She immediately replied, "Maybe…" And his quick reply held amusement that brought uncomfortable fleeting waves in her stomach , "Please?"

When she didn't answer back he held up the so called conversation "Don't tell me, with those teammates of yours?" He wasn't expecting a response nor an answer.

"Perhaps."

A short silence from his part of the conversation then a warning, "Jinx."

An amused look and a, "Can't you take a joke?"

A relieved 'silent' sigh from his part. Then……

"At least not with all of them."

"Jinx."

"Let's see, Gizmo…See-More…oh! And Kydd Wykkyd…"

"JINX!"

"What!? I'm counting off the ones that--"

"I don't wanna know!"

"Okay."

"Okay, tell me."

"No."

"Why not?"

"You said you didn't want me to tell you."

"Well, I changed my mind."

"As simple as that?"

"Yep."

"Forget it, I'm not telling you."

"But…"

And so, children, the boy kept on whining until the adolescent witch grew tired and placed a curse over him. A curse that forbade him to whine any longer. What happened with little Jimmy you ask? Well he grew up to be a healthy and sexy firefighter who unfortunately was never to attend a circus performance. The life lesson of this story?

Find out for yourselves. I'm too tired. My back hurts, my fingertips are numb, my eyes sting, and my back f-ing hurts.

Goodnight, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite.

Oh dear….
I await your concerns and pseudo along with your ridicules.