A/N: Well, at least I have some input on relationships now. Please, no one
kill me. (Hides behind Batman.) I fear the rubber dragon of doom, but
Flash's cuteness is getting to me. Damn you for being so cute, Flash. And
damn John for being so irresistible and making my decision so hard.
Part: 6/10
#6: PROBLEMS
" Diana?"
Any other time Shay wouldn't have been caught dead asking Wonder Woman for advice. They were simply to different, different races, different personalities. But at some point during the last week Shay had come up at a complete lose as to her next choice of action.
She'd considered taking it up with all of the other members of the team, but besides Diana the only two she would have felt remotely comfortable discussing her current problem with were Jay and John. And, well, they were the problem.
" Yes, what do you need Hawkgirl?"
Shay winced; she was dressed as a civilian, and was most certainly not wearing her mask. Sometime she worried for the sanity of the team, they spent so much time fighting that they almost lost touch with what else life offered them. Like names that didn't sound like something out of a B-movie.
" I have.a problem," the words tasted sour, and felt wrong on her tongue. Whatever Jay and John were to her, whatever she did or did not want them to be, they deserved more than characterization as a problem.
" I gathered." Shay shifted her wings, uncomfortable.
" If a human woman is.torn between two men, what is her course of action?"
Diana finally looked up from the book that she was reading, her blue eyes wide and a crooked grin on her face. " Shay, why didn't you tell me this was girl talk!" The winged woman found herself pulled down onto the couch beside Diana, the much taller woman staring at her eagerly.
" So tell me, who has the better body?"
Shay blinked, open and closed her mouth several times before finally managing to speak, " Don't you want to know who they are, first?"
Diana waved a hand dismissively, laughing softly, " Sweetie, everybody knows John has a thing for you, and Flash.well, that I picked up threw womanly intuition," Diana grinned, her blue eyes sparkling, " And, well, maybe I happened to catch him staring at your butt, and you staring at his a few times."
Shay found she could only stare, surprised.
" Ok, so, returning to the body question. I've always figured Flash for sort of lean and defined, and John as just a little more built, am I right?"
" They are both, well, hot." Shay managed after a moment, and Diana nodded her head vigorously in agreement.
" Flash has the boyish charm definitely in his favor, but there's something to be said for dark and serious too," Diana paused, leveled a piercing stare on Shay, " I don't suppose you know what they're like in bed?"
Shay could imagine, and the thought was enough to bring faint color to her cheeks. " Nevermind that, then. Are you in love with either of them, or is it pure lust we're discussing here?"
Shay was silent for a moment, shifting her wings and biting her bottom lip. " That's my problem, you see. I think I love them both," Diana leaned back, a surprised look on her face. She played with her long black hair as she considered.
" That is a problem," Diana mumbled after a moment, Shay nodded her head numbly in agreement.
She could remember being pressed against John's hard chest, the haunted, wanting look in his eyes when he stood by her bed the night prior. She could remember being trapped beneath Jay; his kiss like liquid fire shooting threw her.
For a long time the two women sat beside each other in silence.
There was no easy answer, no matter how badly Shay wanted there to be.
" So you'll tell me when you find out how good either one of them is in bed, right? I'm especially curious about Flash," Diana kept a perfectly serious face for all of two seconds, before bursting into a fit of giggles. Shay sighed.
*
John found Flash running a circuit around the ship, and threw up a wall, knowing it was the only way to stop the speed-demon once he got moving. Flash came to a stop only a second before he would have ran into the wall, and flashed John a dirty look.
Jay had stripped to only a pair of raggedy blue jeans, and sweat was dripping off of him. John wondered absently how long Flash had been running.
" We need to talk," John said after a moment, letting the wall fall and turning to face Flash.
" Damn right we do," Jay pushed his damp brown curls out of his face, and John noticed the anger that was shining in Jay's green eyes. " Leave Shay alone."
" Funny, I was about to tell you the same thing," John uncrossed his arms, took a step towards Flash.
" Don't try to intimidate me, old man, and don't think that I'll just bend over and let you dictate to me who I can and can't want!" Jay was angry, and suddenly he was right up in John's face, glaring up at the taller man.
" You don't understand," John's voice was low, dark.
" Oh, I understand, there's something you'd like to have, and you can't stand the thought that she might not throw herself into your arms cause of a little twerp like me!" Jay was poking him in the shoulder to emphasize each word, and John reached out and grabbed his hand.
" Don't put your issues on me, Flash, just because you can't take it that she'd choose an old man over you doesn't mean I have the same insecurities," he ground out the words, growing more and more frustrated with each passing moment.
" You're so full of shit! You know what would happen if she did choose you? You wouldn't be interested anymore, and she'd be left with a broken heart because of your goddamn ego!"
John drew back, and slammed his fist into Flash's chin, sending the smaller man sprawling backwards. He strode forward, caught Flash by the hair and started to pull him up only to be kicked and punched several times in rapid succession in the general area of his kidneys.
He growled, punched Flash twice before pushing the man against the nearest wall, pulling his arm back. Before he got the chance to deliver Flash was gone, behind him, and a sweeping kick from the speed-demon sprawled John on his back. He sprang to his feet and threw a kick of his own at Flash only to have it not connect.
" Flash!" Bruce was suddenly sprinting down the hallway towards them, grabbing John in one hand and Flash in the other.
" John, what is going on here?" Neither of the two men spoke up, simply silently glaring at one another.
" Damnit!" Bruce hissed, his lips pressed into a thin, unhappy line.
Part: 6/10
#6: PROBLEMS
" Diana?"
Any other time Shay wouldn't have been caught dead asking Wonder Woman for advice. They were simply to different, different races, different personalities. But at some point during the last week Shay had come up at a complete lose as to her next choice of action.
She'd considered taking it up with all of the other members of the team, but besides Diana the only two she would have felt remotely comfortable discussing her current problem with were Jay and John. And, well, they were the problem.
" Yes, what do you need Hawkgirl?"
Shay winced; she was dressed as a civilian, and was most certainly not wearing her mask. Sometime she worried for the sanity of the team, they spent so much time fighting that they almost lost touch with what else life offered them. Like names that didn't sound like something out of a B-movie.
" I have.a problem," the words tasted sour, and felt wrong on her tongue. Whatever Jay and John were to her, whatever she did or did not want them to be, they deserved more than characterization as a problem.
" I gathered." Shay shifted her wings, uncomfortable.
" If a human woman is.torn between two men, what is her course of action?"
Diana finally looked up from the book that she was reading, her blue eyes wide and a crooked grin on her face. " Shay, why didn't you tell me this was girl talk!" The winged woman found herself pulled down onto the couch beside Diana, the much taller woman staring at her eagerly.
" So tell me, who has the better body?"
Shay blinked, open and closed her mouth several times before finally managing to speak, " Don't you want to know who they are, first?"
Diana waved a hand dismissively, laughing softly, " Sweetie, everybody knows John has a thing for you, and Flash.well, that I picked up threw womanly intuition," Diana grinned, her blue eyes sparkling, " And, well, maybe I happened to catch him staring at your butt, and you staring at his a few times."
Shay found she could only stare, surprised.
" Ok, so, returning to the body question. I've always figured Flash for sort of lean and defined, and John as just a little more built, am I right?"
" They are both, well, hot." Shay managed after a moment, and Diana nodded her head vigorously in agreement.
" Flash has the boyish charm definitely in his favor, but there's something to be said for dark and serious too," Diana paused, leveled a piercing stare on Shay, " I don't suppose you know what they're like in bed?"
Shay could imagine, and the thought was enough to bring faint color to her cheeks. " Nevermind that, then. Are you in love with either of them, or is it pure lust we're discussing here?"
Shay was silent for a moment, shifting her wings and biting her bottom lip. " That's my problem, you see. I think I love them both," Diana leaned back, a surprised look on her face. She played with her long black hair as she considered.
" That is a problem," Diana mumbled after a moment, Shay nodded her head numbly in agreement.
She could remember being pressed against John's hard chest, the haunted, wanting look in his eyes when he stood by her bed the night prior. She could remember being trapped beneath Jay; his kiss like liquid fire shooting threw her.
For a long time the two women sat beside each other in silence.
There was no easy answer, no matter how badly Shay wanted there to be.
" So you'll tell me when you find out how good either one of them is in bed, right? I'm especially curious about Flash," Diana kept a perfectly serious face for all of two seconds, before bursting into a fit of giggles. Shay sighed.
*
John found Flash running a circuit around the ship, and threw up a wall, knowing it was the only way to stop the speed-demon once he got moving. Flash came to a stop only a second before he would have ran into the wall, and flashed John a dirty look.
Jay had stripped to only a pair of raggedy blue jeans, and sweat was dripping off of him. John wondered absently how long Flash had been running.
" We need to talk," John said after a moment, letting the wall fall and turning to face Flash.
" Damn right we do," Jay pushed his damp brown curls out of his face, and John noticed the anger that was shining in Jay's green eyes. " Leave Shay alone."
" Funny, I was about to tell you the same thing," John uncrossed his arms, took a step towards Flash.
" Don't try to intimidate me, old man, and don't think that I'll just bend over and let you dictate to me who I can and can't want!" Jay was angry, and suddenly he was right up in John's face, glaring up at the taller man.
" You don't understand," John's voice was low, dark.
" Oh, I understand, there's something you'd like to have, and you can't stand the thought that she might not throw herself into your arms cause of a little twerp like me!" Jay was poking him in the shoulder to emphasize each word, and John reached out and grabbed his hand.
" Don't put your issues on me, Flash, just because you can't take it that she'd choose an old man over you doesn't mean I have the same insecurities," he ground out the words, growing more and more frustrated with each passing moment.
" You're so full of shit! You know what would happen if she did choose you? You wouldn't be interested anymore, and she'd be left with a broken heart because of your goddamn ego!"
John drew back, and slammed his fist into Flash's chin, sending the smaller man sprawling backwards. He strode forward, caught Flash by the hair and started to pull him up only to be kicked and punched several times in rapid succession in the general area of his kidneys.
He growled, punched Flash twice before pushing the man against the nearest wall, pulling his arm back. Before he got the chance to deliver Flash was gone, behind him, and a sweeping kick from the speed-demon sprawled John on his back. He sprang to his feet and threw a kick of his own at Flash only to have it not connect.
" Flash!" Bruce was suddenly sprinting down the hallway towards them, grabbing John in one hand and Flash in the other.
" John, what is going on here?" Neither of the two men spoke up, simply silently glaring at one another.
" Damnit!" Bruce hissed, his lips pressed into a thin, unhappy line.
