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Richard's POV

There she was, right in front of him. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Garbed in a silk deep green spaghetti strap party dress, he couldn't take his eyes off of her. It was snug enough to have the male figures' eyes wander over to her but modest enough for the female patrons of the restaurant to be in awe. It did wonders for her figure, even if it did end just above the knee. Her matching green heels emphasized her long flawless legs. Her ruby hair was made up of small ringlet curls and it fell onto her back. She wore a necklace which held a simple circle encased in small diamonds. And dare he think it, the front of her dress revealed a small amount of cleavage. Soon he was broken of his thoughts.

"Hey Richard I didn't expect to be seeing you here." she said. Her smile grew wider with every word she spoke.

"Uh…Bruce insisted." he said flatly. Man, I'm gonna blow this. Say something interesting, idiot.

"May I sit down for a moment?" she motioned to the chair.

"Oh I'm sorry of course." he stood to pull the chair out for her.

"Thank you, Richard. Look I just wanted to apologize for Xavier's behavior in the cafeteria…" but she didn't get to finish.

"Don't worry about it Kori, really. I should be the one saying sorry. I mean I crashed into you and because of me you ruined your clothes. I deserved to get yelled at."

"No you didn't Richard, not the way he did. He had no right to say those things about you, mainly because they are not true." she wasn't about to let Richard believe those insults.

He couldn't help it and a small blush crept itself onto his cheeks. How old am I, ten? He wanted to believe her but something inside of him told him she was just being kind because she felt sorry for him. Why does she have to be so damn nice?

"At least let me pay for the dry cleaning." he pleaded.

"It's already been taken care of." she grinned. A cough could be heard beside them and they look up to find Bruce standing there.

"Bruce! Um…this is Kori Anders. She is…"

"Yes Myan Anders' daughter, I know. I am pleased to meet you Miss Anders." Bruce gently shook her hand. "Everyone here has been asking who this lovely young woman with whom you were speaking with was." Bruce looked at Richard and smirked.

"Thank you for your kind words. Well I should let you two get back to dinner. It was a pleasure meeting you Mr. Wayne. And it was nice talking to you Richard." and with that she excused herself. Richard watched her retreating back get lost into the crowd. Why did she have to leave so soon. Nice timing Bruce. They sat back down at their table in silence. Bruce noticed Richard was battling some thoughts in his mind so he spoke first.

"She seems very nice. If I was years younger you might have some competition." he hoped this would instigate a chat with him.

"WHAT?" Richard nearly shouted.

It worked. "Just wanted to see if you were paying attention." Bruce responded.

"Well I am and I'm not interested in Kori, OK so drop it." he was already getting annoyed with the subject. Bruce wasn't the easiest person in the world to talk to, especially concerning his feelings.

"I'm just saying if you like her maybe you should ask her out. Now we can drop the subject." Bruce ended his statement. After a few minutes of looking at the menu…

"I can't besides she has a boyfriend, Xavier Redd." he spat at the name.

"You mean, Cambridge Redd of the Cambridge Redd Corporation's son?" he wondered.

"That's the one." he pointed his finger into the air as if he hit it right on target.

"Yes, well his father is a very…stern business associate. I hope he's not ruthless like his father." he warned.

"No…he's worse." Richard said as he narrowed his eyes.

Kori's POV

Kori finally made her way back to her table after being stopped by men wishing to speak with her. But at the moment only one kept emerging in her mind. Him. It was odd how she barely knew Richard but felt like she could spend the whole night being around him. He was quite a contrast to what she was accustomed to. To her he seemed almost dreamlike. Then she thought about Xavier but something just didn't seem right about him. Lately it felt as if she had to walk on eggshells around him. The slightest remark seemed to anger him. It wasn't like this at the beginning. They got along great and were inseparable. But things were different now and she had come to the conclusion that Xavier would not be changing anytime soon. So what would this mean for the future of their relationship…if there was a future at all.

"Kori dear are you alright?" her mother questioned. She was concerned for the fact that her daughter hadn't spoken a word since she arrived back at the table.

"Yes mom I'm fine. So what did you order?" she asked looking over the menu. She wasn't really hungry since french food wasn't her favorite cuisine.

"Kori who was that young gentlemen you were speaking with? The one seated with Bruce Wayne." her father was very inquisitive when it came to his youngest daughter.

"That is Richard Grayson daddy. He goes to my school and I just wanted to say 'hi'."

"Well you aren't you still with Xavier?" he narrowed his eyes just a bit. Kori simply nodded. "Well then I don't think it would be a good idea to be seen talking with this boy. You know how easily gossip can spread, don't you?"

"I know that daddy, but he and I are merely friends. And lately Xavier and I have been having a little bit of problems." she didn't know what else to say.

"Really!" he started forming a grin the size of the sun. She always knew her father didn't care much for Xavier. "Well I wouldn't be disenchanted if you left him. I don't like the way he treats you." he glared.

"Well now I know you and Ryan were definitely cut from the same pattern." she joked.

Rachel's POV

Rachel sat on her bed staring at the ceiling. Shouts could be heard coming from downstairs. Why don't they just get a divorce already. This was a common occurrence in her home. This was also one reason she never invited anyone over. Whether it was about money, his infidelities, or even Rachel herself the arguments never stopped. Rachel couldn't help but feel guilty sometimes. She knew her mother was really young when she had her. They certainly weren't ready to bring a child into this world. This is probably why they never had another one. Angela, her mother, constantly told Rachel she loved her and doesn't regret one second of her life with her. But her husband made life so hard for both of them. In reality her friends, close friends, Gar and Richard understood why she chose to be so quiet and reserved. It suited her well. She didn't want to be noticed. If she was, then she felt people would see right through her. As she began thinking about what her friends were doing at the moment she heard a door slam loudly. She was too wrapped up into her thoughts that she hadn't noticed the shouting had ceased. It was about ten more minutes until again the door slammed. She peeked her head out of her bedroom door and decided it was safe to come out. She tip-toed down the stairs to find her mother kneeling on the floor with her head in her hands crying. "Mom?" she whispered. She embraced her mother's body which was trembling. This was out of character for her that even her mother looked at her with confusion.

"He left Rachel. He's finally gone." her mother said through sobs. What Rachel didn't know was, were these tears of sadness or joy.

Kori's POV

After wining and dining with business friends and acquaintances, the Anders' family arrived home late into the night. Once they stepped into the hallway they heard the sound of someone striding towards them.

"Well if it isn't my favorite family in the world." shouted the guest. Immediately their eyes widened as Ryan approached them. Kori couldn't help it and ran towards him clasping her arms around his neck.

"Ryan! I thought you weren't coming until tomorrow." she couldn't contain her happiness.

"Well I had to get here before you all locked up all the booze." he retorted. She held on tighter. She had missed his funny remarks, his comeback quips, her big brother. She played with his orange-red locks which he had obviously just cut which made it hard to grab any hair at all.

"Hey, hey, watch the hair. It's my most prized possession." he warned swatting her hand away. If only he knew that many girls, and a lot of them being Kori's girlfriends, thought his eyes were his most prized possession. They were almost like Kori's only a lighter shade of green. They didn't have quite the sparkle hers did but they were still magical. He was a looker alright. Her friends would constantly bother her about him. Beefy, toned, really tall, and comical as hell. My friends are so weird sometimes.

"Kori honey give him some air." her mother started to worry. Kori moved off of him and allowed her parents to greet him as well. They continued to get reacquainted, then she heard…

"Oh Kori dear, did you forget I was coming along as well?" sneered the voice. Kori turned slowly around to meet the eyes of…

"Hello Koma." Kori sighed with no hint of enthusiasm.