Suicide Squad: Ballroom Blitz

Chapter 15 (Date Night)

Author's Note: Warner Bros. and DC are the rightful owners of "Suicide Squad"

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"Okay, Harley, I'm going to jump in and do it first," said Deadshot. "You watch me, and then, you're gonna come in and I'll help you. Okay?"

Harley looked at the pool, speechless, remembering when she had almost drowned.

Puddin', I can't swim!

"Harley, it'll be fine, trust me."

She simply nodded her head, and Deadshot said, "Okay, then, here we go."

Moving back a little bit, Deadshot ran towards the pool, and jumped inside, creating a big splash.

Harley laughed as she moved away, not yet ready to get wet, and watched as he began to swim around the pool.

I can't believe he is actually going to help me, thought Harley.

"All right, you see that?" said Deadshot as he swam over to Harley. "I'm going to try and teach you to do all that."

Harley nodded her head, but she still looked nervous.

"Look, we'll start from the high level to the lower level, okay? Come on, trust me, you'll be fine."

"Okay..." said Harley, slowly stepping into the pool. Jesus, it's cold!

Deadshot held his arms around her waist, and said, "Ok then, let's begin."

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"Anything else I can give you, Mr. Wayne?"

Bruce shook his head at the first-class female attendant. "No, thank you..."

"Sure... Oh, and I hope Selina is well, too."

As she walked away, Bruce sighed, and laid back in his airplane chair. "I hope so too... wherever she is..."

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"It's no use, Floyd, I suck at this," pouted Harley.

Deadshot shook his head. "You are not sucking at this, Harley... Just one more time, I'll hold you, and you practice the moving techniques I taught you."

But Harley still looked afraid, so he turned her around to face him, and to her surprise, he began kissing her.

She then wrapped her arms around him, as well as kissing her back, feeling like-

"Hey, cool it with that," said the hotel manager. "Go do that in your suite."

As they pulled away, Harley whispered, "I could take care of him later..."

Deadshot laughed, and saj .id, "Tempting, but let's finish this lesson first."

So, Harley got into her swimming position, with Deadshot's hands on her back and chest. "All right, start moving your legs and feet the way I showed you."

As she began splashing in e the water, Deadshot said, "Ok, Harley, still feel me?"

"Uh-huh."

"Good, just keep your focus on your arms and legs, use them to get you to the other side."

Harley nodded, and continued to swim.

"Ok, keep going till you reach the edge."

Why does he sound farther now?

But Harley kept going, not wanting to give up. I can do this.

"All right, come on, almost... almost..."

As she reached the edge of the pool, Harley instantly lit up with happiness.

"That was perfect, Harley!"

Okay, he is definitely far away.

She turned back around, expecting to see his smiling face, but to her surprise, Deadshot was still at the other side of the pool.

"What the... H-how did..."

Deadshot laughed, and he cried out, "I told you it was easy, girl, now try to swim back!"

Then, to Deadshot's surprise, she began swimming towards him as fast as she possibly could.

"Whoa, Harley, you got to slow-"

Splash!

She jumped onto Deadshot, sending both of them into the water, and as they rose back up, the two of them continued their kiss from earlier.

I knew that I-

"Yeah, yeah, we get it, he likes you," said one of the voices in Harley's head.

"Hey, leave her alone, you don't have any reason to be here!"

"She's making me sick with all this lovey-dovey mushy crap!"

"Well, get it together, cause if you get sick, then she gets sick, and that won't end well for any of us."

"You two are certainly having some fun."

As they pulled away, Deadshot began to yell out, "Okay, man, I know you are the owner of the hotel and shit, but this is just... whoa..."

He stopped when he realized he had been yelling at someone else.

"I have a feeling that you're thinking about the wrong hotel," chuckled Bruce Wayne.

Harley looked at the billionaire with a confused look. "Who's this hot shot?"

Deadshot and Bruce looked at her, both of them confused. "What?"

"Does the company Wayne Enterprises ring any bells?" said Deadshot.

Harley shook her head. "Not really... Why?"

As he stepped out of the pool, and wrapped a towel around himself, Deadshot shook his head. "Harley, he is Bruce Wayne, one of the richest and smartest people in Gotham."

"Really?" Harley tilted her head. "I did not know that."

How does she not know who I am? thought Bruce.

"Wow, that is... Wow..." said Deadshot, now shaking Bruce's hand. "So, um, what is a guy like you doing all the way out here?"

"I am just, ah, helping out a powerful friend who deals with certain things happening in certain places... but what about you? I think I've seen you around Gotham before."

"What? No..." said Deadshot, laughing. "I mean, I stay there from time to time, but I actually live in..."

Think of a place, Shot, damn it, think of somewhere!

As Bruce patiently waited, Deadshot cleared his throat, and said, "I lived in West Philly."

Nailed it!

"Really?" said Harley, who was still in the pool. "Wow, that actually reminds me of a theme song I know. Only the first line, though."

Bruce simply smiled, and said, "Well, then, I hate to interrupt any more of your... special time with each other, so I will be on my way."

As the billionaire walked away, Deadshot looked down at Harley, who said, "He seemed nice."

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Later that night, the two of them went out to eat dinner at a nearby restaurant.

"Come on, tell me," said Harley, letting out a giggle.

Deadshot simply shrugged his shoulders. "Not really much to talk about. My dad... wasn't really... around when I was a kid."

"Oh... I'm sorry..."

"Nah, don't even worry about it," said Deadshot. "Let's talk about you now. How's it feel now that you can swim?"

Harley smiled, and said, "Thank you... No one's ever done anything like that for me before."

Deadshot nodded his head. "You're welcome."

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In the nearest ring shop by the hotel he and June were staying at, Rick smiled as he pointed to one that was standing out to him.

"That is the one," said Rick. "It's perfect."

The receptionist smiled, and said, "Yes, that truly is a beauty, my dear. Is she a special girl?"

Rick nodded her head, and as he was handed the small black box, he said, "The love of my life. And I don't ever want to lose her."

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As they left the restaurant, Harley and Deadshot continued their conversation about each other's pasts when, suddenly, he stopped next to a dark alley.

"Shot? What is it?"

Deadshot simply said, "Harley, go back to the hotel."

"But I don't get what-"

"Harley, now, please, go..."

She walked away while Deadshot pulled out his pistol, and headed into the alley.

"Who's there, huh?" yelled Deadshot.

"We meet again, Lawton."

He turned around, and saw that he was face-to-face with the Bat.

"Likewise, Batman." He began to prepare his weapon.

"Hey, I am not here to start a fight, Deadshot. I need to give you a warning."

"About what exactly?"

Batman said, "The Joker. He has something terrible waiting for you and Harley, once you finish your busines here in San Francisco."

"Like what exactly?" asked Deadshot.

"That is all I know so far," replied Batman. "If you love Harley, you will leave this place as soon as possible, and not run into Joker, okay? Leave him for me."

Deadshot said, "I'll think about it, but I can't guarantee it. I still have work to do."

"Suit yourself," said Batman, who was about to leave when Deadshot asked him a question.

"Hey, were you friends with him? The guy with the 'S' on his chest?"

For a moment, there was only silence, but then, Batman said, "Yes... He was my friend..."

Before Deadshot could say anything else, there was a flash of lightning, and as it slowly started to rain, he saw that the Bat was gone.

"How the hell did he even know we were here?"

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As Harley walked up the steps to enter the hotel, she became surprised as she heard Deadshot's voice.

"You really ought to be more aware of your surrondings, doll face."

She smirked, and said, "Well, sorry, but I wasn't born with eyes in the back of my head... Everything okay, though?"

"Yeah, I was just... concerned..." replied Deadshot. "I don't want anything bad to happen to you."

Harley gave her a warm smile, and she held onto Deadshot's hand as they went up to their room.

At first, Deadshot wanted to quickly let go, but he found himself holding on the entire way, a smile on his face.