For the next several weeks after letting Dick know that Bruce and I had slept together, we kept our promise of hiding it from Clark temporarily. I also made a special trip to Bludhaven to speak with Dick by myself and truly apologize for not just coming to terms with my feelings like a big girl. After a couple of hours of talking, we came to a mutual understanding and agreed to remain friends with water treading under the bridge. Again, he had told me "Good luck," before we parted. I swear, I know Bruce can be a handful at times with his moods and overall stone cold demeanor, but he really wasn't as bad as people kept seeming to make him out to be. It could also have been that he was different when it was just him and I together. That thought made me smile to myself as I strode past Ruby's desk to enter Bruce's office. Bruce immediately looked up from his paperwork with a grin as if sunlight had just peeked from behind rain clouds.
"There she is," he said as he rose from his desk. I turned around to face the door after I shut it, raising my fingers to lock it. Wouldn't want Ruby barging in on what was about to transpire. Bruce cocked an eyebrow as he watched me lock the door. I then turned around, removing the clip that held my hair in a bun atop my head and letting the gold waves fall in all their glory. I slowly sauntered over to him, undoing one button at a time of my shirt as I approached.
"I think I like where this is going…," Bruce said, eyeing me intently as I approached the desk. I sat atop it, spreading my legs and hiking my skirt up to show him that I just so happened to not be wearing any underwear. He smiled at me as his hands moved to his belt.
"Care to see how much weight the desk can handle?" I asked with a mischievous grin and we proceeded in yet another carnal bout of good 'ol fashioned sexing. Our relationship the past few weeks oozed of heated attraction, flirting, and just all around consumption of one another. We still hadn't had the actual "relationship" conversation as I am sure Bruce hesitated for the very same reasons I did. We were superheroes, balancing a healthy relationship; checking emotions at the door and balancing the alter-egos would be a challenge. Kal made it look so easy with Lois and I wanted nothing more than to ask him his secrets, but I couldn't do that. Even if we told him, I'm still not sure he'd have that conversation, because, well, he probably wouldn't want the relationship to work. For now, Bruce and I were just enjoying one another and I was okay with that. I got to have Batman whenever I wanted him and the results always left me floating with ecstasy…sometimes literally.
I decided one day to surprise Bruce on my day off by bringing him lunch to work. I knew that he rarely even remembered to eat half the time between whisking off to guard the streets of Gotham and running Wayne Enterprises. I pushed the door open slowly, a paper bag full of deliciously greasy Chinese food clutched to my chest.
"Knock, knock." I said as he peered up from his desk in surprise.
"Isn't it your day off?" he questioned as I continued my way in.
"Why yes it is. This is called…a sweet gesture," I mocked as I plopped the bag of food onto his desk. He reviewed it before looking up at me with a devilish grin.
"Here I thought you came to test the desk again," he remarked as I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Easy, Cowboy, eat…now and then maybe we'll talk about the desk," I retorted with a wink as I moved around the desk to give Bruce a kiss while reaching out with my hand to open the bag of food. I peeled away, frowning at the lipstick stains left across Bruce's mouth as I licked my thumb to rub it off. He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Did you just use your spit to clean my mouth off?" he asked with amusement and I rolled my eyes, placing his food in front of him and shoving a pair of chopsticks in his hand.
"Oh please, my spit has been there plenty of times by now, Bruce," I remarked as he chuckled, eyeing me as I grabbed my own food and a plastic spork from the bag. There was no way I was attempting to use chopsticks again, someone might lose an eye. I sat down in the seat across from him and we shared a calming silence as we ate our food. A few moments later, Ruby's voice came through the intercom.
"Mr. Wayne, there is someone here to see you. He doesn't have an appointment," she said and Bruce rose an eyebrow, as did I.
"Who is it Ruby?" Bruce asked.
"He says his name is Clark Kent," Ruby replied as both of our eyes widened. I immediately started to look around as if I were trying to find a rug to climb under. Bruce looked at me and held up his hand as if to calm me down.
"It'll be fine. You work here, we'll just say it's Casual Friday," he said as I furrowed my eyebrows at him. It was in fact Thursday. I stood up from my chair as I saw him moving a finger to press the button for the intercom.
"Wait!" I started to say, but immediately shut my mouth as I saw the button was already being pressed and Clark could hear my voice through Ruby's intercom. Crap.
"Send him in Ruby," Bruce said.
"He's already on his way…," Ruby started to say before the door flung open. I stood straight up with my mouth half-full of Chinese food as Clark stood in the doorway, eyeing both of us.
"Hey Clark!" I said which came out more like "Ha Cler" from my mouth being full of food.
"Kara, what are doing here? Isn't it your day off?" Kal asked. This guy had a mind like a steel trap. How did he possibly remember that; I think I told him, what, one time? I gulped down my food as I idly wiped the corners of my mouth with my hand.
"Yeah, well, I thought I'd surprise Bruce with some lunch. You know me; hate to see people not eat," I said, laughing nervously. What exactly did I just say? Ugh, this was going to be bad, oh so very bad. Bruce chimed in at that point as he came from around the desk to approach Kal, one hand in his pocket and the other extended to Kal for a shake.
"Just having a friendly lunch, Clark," Bruce said as Kal eyed him suspiciously behind his glasses, hesitantly shaking his hand as he noticed a light pink smudge at the corner of Bruce's mouth. Kal's eyes then darted to my face to take note of the pink lipstick remnants across my mouth. His grip tightened harshly on Bruce's hand and Bruce let out a grunt.
"Did you two…are you two…tell me this is a joke!" Kal bellowed and my mouth dropped open. The hurricane that I feared for weeks was about to blow through;right here, right now. Bruce squared off his jaw and spoke through a grimace from the ever-growing pain developing in his hand from the squeeze.
"I'd be lying…if I said it was a joke,"Bruce said with cool confidence and my jaw dropped even further. That was the line he went with? I was planning to be all about, "Deny, deny, deny," and that plan just flew straight out the window.
"You son of a-," Kal started to say before he grabbed onto Bruce's lapels and hurled him onto a nearby table. I let out a gasp.
"CLARK!" I screamed as my eyes darted to the door expecting Ruby to come in any moment and hoping she learned her lesson from last time. How the hell were they going to explain this? Kal didn't listen to me. Instead, he was completely focused on attempting to beat the life out of Bruce in any way possible. Bruce rolled onto his feet as Kal continued to attempt blow after blow. Bruce was able to dodge and deflect, but several of them ended up clipping his jaw or shoulder. He ran over to a nearby wall and removed the antique shield, holding it up to his head as Kal came down with another swing. The shield made a loud pang and a huge dent resided in it now in the shape of Kal's fist. Bruce then flung the shield like a Frisbee at Kal and I watched as it slammed into his chest, barely causing him to stagger. Kal's anger was fuming at this point as I saw the familiar blue tint begin to form in his eyes. My breath caught in my throat, not believing what he was actually about to do as my body flew in the air at full speed, launching myself into Clark. I launched him into a nearby chair and sat myself on his lap, grabbing onto his shoulders firmly.
"ENOUGH!" I bellowed in his face, fuming all the while. Kal narrowed his eyes and then rolled them as he attempted to throw me off him. His angered stare slowly started to disappear as he realized he couldn't move; he couldn't even stand up as I held him there. Bruce wiped a bit of blood from the corner of his mouth as he stared on at this display. Superman was actually being held motionless by his cousin Supergirl. Bruce's theories of my genetic make-up making me somewhat more powerful then Kal seemed to be accurate. I was surprised myself to be honest, but that was a conversation for later.
"Bruce, sit down!" I yelled over my shoulder to him. He raised his eyebrows as he immediately grabbed a chair to sock down into, still in awe at what he was seeing. He was also probably thinking that he was very thankful I was able to control my strength so much, given how many times he's "finished me off".
"Clark, do you promise to not lobotomize Bruce if I get off of you?" I asked with complete sincerity. His eyebrows furrowed at me, looking away.
"Fine." Kal grumbled as I slowly removed myself from his lap. I grabbed my own chair and set it right between the two heroes. I sat down calmly, placing my palms atop my lap.
"Now, we are going to have a conversation as three human adults. No powers, no gadgets, just talking," I said, looking back and forth between the two that were currently having a staring competition.
"Oh for the love of-," I said, deciding to break this little feud right here and now.
"Clark, Bruce and I have been screwing around for the past three weeks," I said simply as both men turned to look at me in shock.
"You could have at least eased me into this!" Kal bellowed as he ran a hair through his dark locks. I looked back over at Bruce who I could tell was biting back a smile. He was probably proud of my forwardness.
"Why, Clark? Why do I have to ease you into anything that has to do with my love life?" I ask simply, folding my arms over my chest.
"We are family. We look out for each other, and this is a horrible idea," Kal said, making hand gestures between me and Bruce. All I could do was shrug.
"Why?" I asked raising my eyebrows at him as Bruce looked over at him as well.
"Yeah, why?" Bruce questioned. Kal looked at Bruce, fuming before speaking.
"You pipe down, you flying rodent," he said and I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever you say, you Boy Scout in tights," Bruce retorted with a growl. I threw my hands up in the air.
"Clark! The question!" I demanded and looked at Kal sternly.
"Because…he is a vigilante, he is irrational, pig-headed, arrogant, moody, doesn't trust anyone but his butler, has hundreds of villains, one of which paralyzed Barbara because of him and he still hasn't gotten over the death of his parents!" Kal bellowed. I winced at that last remark as I glanced over at Bruce. All he did was smirk in reply.
"Tell me how you really feel," Bruce responded as I cleared my throat.
"Whereas some of those may be true, he is also loyal, charismatic, smart, resourceful, intriguing, creative, athletic, and he's saved my life…twice. Not to mention…he's hot as hell." I said, looking over at Bruce who stared at me in awe. Something tells me he just thought I was in it for the Bat-Rod and not much else. Boy was he wrong. Clark sat there silent for quite some time before looking up at Bruce.
"Why her, Bruce? You used…to hate her, not trust her even," Kal said as Bruce leaned forward in his chair, placing his elbows on his knees.
"I wouldn't say I ever hated her, Clark. Not trust? Most definitely. She earned it over the years. She's the only woman since…well you know, who has been able to remind me that I'm not just a CEO or a guy in a mask," Bruce said as I smiled lightly to myself. Kal still stared on at Bruce, studying him.
"You said you swore off relationships, why the sudden change?" Kal asked and Bruce and I looked at each other, clearing our throats.
"We aren't exactly…in a relationship," I said as my eyes found their way to look up at the ceiling instead of at Kal. Bruce chimed in before Kal was able to blow up at my statement.
"We haven't…talked about it, as I am sure she is feeling the same way I am. You of all people should know the complications that arise when two…people of our nature form a relationship. The dangers, the constant balancing…but, she's a Kryptonian who can more than handle herself and she is very independent. I think…with time, it could actually work," Bruce said as my eyes shot over to him in awe. Was he just making us exclusive or biding us time?
Kal groaned as he sat back in his seat, raising his hands to his head in frustration. Bruce and I just both stared at him, waiting to hear what he had to say. He sighed and then removed the glasses from his face, leaning forward on his knees.
"I'll back off of you two, but seriously Bruce…commit to her. She's my cousin who is like a little sister to me. I'm not going to leave this room until I hear you two make it official, she's worth that much, Bruce," Kal said and I swear I could feel my eyes getting a little teary. Was this actually happening? Bruce looked over at me with a bit of a shrug.
"I guess I should take you out on a real date if I'm going to be your boyfriend," Bruce said simply. I smiled as I stood up to hug him and give him a kiss on the cheek. I then turned to Kal and walked over to hug him. He stood up, wrapped his arms around me and then kissed the top of my head.
"If this is what you want, then you're right. You're a grown woman, free to make her own choices and I don't want you feel like you have to hide things from me, being afraid of the way I'll react," Kal said as I peeled my head back to look around at the damage the two of them caused. Kal looked down at his feet sheepishly.
"Right, about the damage, Bruce I-," Kal started to say before Bruce stood up and held a hand up to stop him.
"Not the first time this office has had damage; don't worry about it," Bruce said as I smiled inwardly to myself, knowing exactly what he was referring to. Kal nodded then and removed an envelope from his jacket pocket to hand to Bruce.
"I originally stopped by to invite you to Lois and I's anniversary party. Also, I wanted to ask if you'd be willing to let us have it at the manor," Kal stated as Bruce took the envelope with a bit of surprise.
"Of course. Just talk with Alfred to set everything up," Bruce said as Kal nodded in reply and walked up to him, extending his hand for a shake. Once Bruce took his hand, Kal yanked him in to talk lowly in his ear.
"You be good to her or I swear I really will lobotomize you," Kal rumbled as he released Bruce's hands and stepped back. Bruce only nodded in reply which seemed to be universal man code as to not have to talk as much as possible. Once Kal left, I walked up to Bruce to stare up at his face which now as littered with even more scrapes and bruises. I frowned as I ran my fingers through his hair.
"Your poor face, Bruce," I said as he smiled down at me, bending his head towards me for a kiss.
"It was worth it," he said and we kissed. This was going to be very interesting.
