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A/N: No humorous comments about my insanity. No humorous comments about my life. Go ahead and read. Me Tarzan; You Jane.
*Previously*
"Star, I'm sorry for never having told you before," Nightwing continued, answering her question. "I guess I always took your presence for granted. That will never happen again."
"Oh, Robin," she whispered, burying her face in his chest. "I have loved you, also. I wish that I had never jumped into that time porthole! I wish I could go back and make things right! I wish that you would never have lived this loneliness before!"
Nightwing held her tight, being transported to another time and place where everything was right. He wished that everything hadn't gone this way so that he could have held her like this before. But now was as good a time as any. So he held her tighter and looked down at her. He brought his hand up under her chin and made her look at him. He saw the tears falling down her face, and he gently brushed them away.
Then he did what he should have done long ago. He brought his lips over hers and kissed her as if she would disappear again at any moment. This time he would be sure not to let her go.
Chapter 3
The sudden movement surprised Starfire. Her eyes widened as she felt his lips move over hers. They were hot like a fire, and gave her heart even more heat. Soon, she closed her eyes, enjoying this feeling very, VERY much. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tighter, never wanting this feeling to end.
It didn't matter at that moment that he was twenty years older than her; this was the same Robin as before. This was the same Robin that she loved. This was HER Robin. Age at that point didn't matter.
So she kissed him back. She kissed him without holding back. She put her heart and soul into it, knowing that it was what both of them wanted. And she wasn't disappointed. He held her tighter in his arms, wrapping his warmth around her. She soaked every bit of it in.
They finally broke away, gasping for breath. Their eyes finally opened and refocused, taking in the sight of each other. There was tenderness in Nightwing's smile that gave Starfire the same warm feeling that she always got when Robin smiled at her. She smiled back, love in her eyes.
"I have been wanting to do that for twenty years," Nightwing said in a hoarse whisper.
"I, too," she responded. Then she thought a minute and added, "Although, to me it has not been that long..."
Without moving his eyes from hers, he said, "It's getting late. We probably ought to go to bed."
Heat suddenly filled her cheeks and her eyes went wide. She was pulling out of his arms when he laughed and said, "In different rooms, Starfire. Come on; it's me! Since when would I do something like that?"
She smiled. He was right, as always. This was Robin: her best friend and the one whom she had loved for a long time now. And he loved her, too. There was no mistaking it. She held him close one last time, closing her eyes. He kissed her on the top of her head, making her feel at home for the first time since this whole journey began.
They finally pulled apart completely, and Nightwing led Starfire up to her room. It was strange, but he lived in a mansion. How could a man who lived alone live in a great mansion? It kind of made her sad to think about, realizing that if she had stayed put in the past, she'd have been there to give him company here. He may not have even had to move from Titan Tower.
"Um, Robin?" she asked quietly as they made their way up the staircases.
"Yeah Star?" he said, looking down at her.
"How did you come to live in such a place as this?" she asked.
He remained quiet for a while, remembering the man who had taken him in after the Teen Titans. Finally he responded, "Two years after you disappeared, a man by the name of Bruce Wayne took me in. It turns out that he had a pretty bad past. His parents were murdered when he was very young. He stayed in the mansion and built that underground cave you saw back there. He became a crime-fighter by the name of Batman.
"Anyway, he took me in as his sidekick. After being the leader of the Titans, it was a strange change, but considering that he was letting me fight as well as live in this way cool place, it wasn't that big of a deal. After a while, we broke off. I became Nightwing and went on my own for a while. It was pretty good for me, but I was still lonely.
"Then I got this letter saying that he had passed away, leaving his mansion to me. He split his fortune among other people, but he said that I was his original sidekick and that I deserved his estate. So now I live here."
When Starfire took one last look at Nightwing before going to her room, she smiled. When she came to this new existence, she thought that Robin wouldn't be the same. But looking at the man he had become, she realized that even now their love had survived those twenty years.
Those were twenty lonely years to Nightwing. That thought made Starfire think more, and was the last thought on her mind that night.
(^)(^)(^)(^)(^)(^)(^)(^)(^)(^)(^) A/N: How's it going so far? Like it? Hate it? Think it's the worst piece of junk in the world and needs to be thrown away and nuked? TELL ME!!! THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY FOR ME TO FIND OUT!!!!
A/N: No humorous comments about my insanity. No humorous comments about my life. Go ahead and read. Me Tarzan; You Jane.
*Previously*
"Star, I'm sorry for never having told you before," Nightwing continued, answering her question. "I guess I always took your presence for granted. That will never happen again."
"Oh, Robin," she whispered, burying her face in his chest. "I have loved you, also. I wish that I had never jumped into that time porthole! I wish I could go back and make things right! I wish that you would never have lived this loneliness before!"
Nightwing held her tight, being transported to another time and place where everything was right. He wished that everything hadn't gone this way so that he could have held her like this before. But now was as good a time as any. So he held her tighter and looked down at her. He brought his hand up under her chin and made her look at him. He saw the tears falling down her face, and he gently brushed them away.
Then he did what he should have done long ago. He brought his lips over hers and kissed her as if she would disappear again at any moment. This time he would be sure not to let her go.
Chapter 3
The sudden movement surprised Starfire. Her eyes widened as she felt his lips move over hers. They were hot like a fire, and gave her heart even more heat. Soon, she closed her eyes, enjoying this feeling very, VERY much. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tighter, never wanting this feeling to end.
It didn't matter at that moment that he was twenty years older than her; this was the same Robin as before. This was the same Robin that she loved. This was HER Robin. Age at that point didn't matter.
So she kissed him back. She kissed him without holding back. She put her heart and soul into it, knowing that it was what both of them wanted. And she wasn't disappointed. He held her tighter in his arms, wrapping his warmth around her. She soaked every bit of it in.
They finally broke away, gasping for breath. Their eyes finally opened and refocused, taking in the sight of each other. There was tenderness in Nightwing's smile that gave Starfire the same warm feeling that she always got when Robin smiled at her. She smiled back, love in her eyes.
"I have been wanting to do that for twenty years," Nightwing said in a hoarse whisper.
"I, too," she responded. Then she thought a minute and added, "Although, to me it has not been that long..."
Without moving his eyes from hers, he said, "It's getting late. We probably ought to go to bed."
Heat suddenly filled her cheeks and her eyes went wide. She was pulling out of his arms when he laughed and said, "In different rooms, Starfire. Come on; it's me! Since when would I do something like that?"
She smiled. He was right, as always. This was Robin: her best friend and the one whom she had loved for a long time now. And he loved her, too. There was no mistaking it. She held him close one last time, closing her eyes. He kissed her on the top of her head, making her feel at home for the first time since this whole journey began.
They finally pulled apart completely, and Nightwing led Starfire up to her room. It was strange, but he lived in a mansion. How could a man who lived alone live in a great mansion? It kind of made her sad to think about, realizing that if she had stayed put in the past, she'd have been there to give him company here. He may not have even had to move from Titan Tower.
"Um, Robin?" she asked quietly as they made their way up the staircases.
"Yeah Star?" he said, looking down at her.
"How did you come to live in such a place as this?" she asked.
He remained quiet for a while, remembering the man who had taken him in after the Teen Titans. Finally he responded, "Two years after you disappeared, a man by the name of Bruce Wayne took me in. It turns out that he had a pretty bad past. His parents were murdered when he was very young. He stayed in the mansion and built that underground cave you saw back there. He became a crime-fighter by the name of Batman.
"Anyway, he took me in as his sidekick. After being the leader of the Titans, it was a strange change, but considering that he was letting me fight as well as live in this way cool place, it wasn't that big of a deal. After a while, we broke off. I became Nightwing and went on my own for a while. It was pretty good for me, but I was still lonely.
"Then I got this letter saying that he had passed away, leaving his mansion to me. He split his fortune among other people, but he said that I was his original sidekick and that I deserved his estate. So now I live here."
When Starfire took one last look at Nightwing before going to her room, she smiled. When she came to this new existence, she thought that Robin wouldn't be the same. But looking at the man he had become, she realized that even now their love had survived those twenty years.
Those were twenty lonely years to Nightwing. That thought made Starfire think more, and was the last thought on her mind that night.
(^)(^)(^)(^)(^)(^)(^)(^)(^)(^)(^) A/N: How's it going so far? Like it? Hate it? Think it's the worst piece of junk in the world and needs to be thrown away and nuked? TELL ME!!! THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY FOR ME TO FIND OUT!!!!