Disclaimer: If I own DC Comics, I'll probably be rich enough to buy the portion TV Tokyo, Dentsu Inc., and Weekly Shounen Jump that handles Bleach and change its ending into an IchiRuki one! Because yes, even years after, I'm still bitter at that fact. Our true King and Queen deserve a beautiful ending- with them together!

A/N: Look, I was bored. Vacation finally – FINALLY! – came but I'm still frazzled because our grades aren't released yet! Arghhh~~~ Besides, I can't go out when it's raining cats and dogs for two days straight now. So, to distract myself, I decided to finally write this one and get a move on the story. So here we go~!

Ah! Wait.

Actually, never mind. *winks winks*


Chapter 14: Asking Questions

*a few days later*

Flash and Superman were having a coffee in their dainty little cafeteria in the mountain. They were enjoying a quiet, easy atmosphere and for once Flash isn't blubbering about something.

For once. Doesn't mean it's always or it'll last.

"Hey, umm, Supes..." Flash started nervously while chewing around his foot long sandwich, "I'm just wondering, if um... How do you feel about having kids of your own?"

Superman paused from eating his own sandwich with surprised. He raised an eyebrow at the obviously nervous speedster before answering truthfully. "If I have kids of my own…" he started slowly, as if saying the words alone will somehow make it true or untrue, "…It will be a dream come true."

Flash flashed a relieved smile and released a breath he was holding. "I see, that's goo- I mean, wonderful then."

"Why are you asking? Is Iris pregnant?"

The scarlet speedster blushed so fast and so deep that it looks like he's one, red, huge walking stick of a man. Everything red about him blends so wonderfully that only his blue eyes pop up.

"N- no! I mean, it'swonderfulifsheisbutwe'renotreadyyetandwekindahaveanagreementtofocusonWallyfirst…"

Superman chuckled. "Then, why?"

"I- I'm!" Flash looks away from him as he tried to will his intense blushing away. "…just wondering…becauseyouneverseemtobeinterestedtobeinarelationship…"

The alien superhero smiled softly. "It'll be impossible anyway."

Flash looks so confused that Superman chuckles again. "At being in a relationship or having children or both?"

"Both." As the speedster got more confused, he decided to elaborate. "…one of the things I learned from the Fort is how our genes work. Apparently, we can't produce an offspring unless, um, we truly love that person. And not just love, we actually have to feel as if that special person is destined for us, like we felt as if we can't live without them. Soul mates, as the Fort says. We have to be soul mates."

"So umm... Did you ever meet that someone special?"

Superman grew silent and a long pause ensued. Flash fidgeted in his seat as Superman thinks over his answer. Thing is, Superman already knows the answer, but how sure he really is? Another moment passed until he finally decided to hell with it.

"I did."

Flash's eyes widen at his admission and opened his mouth to speak, but Superman didn't let him. He pinned the speedster an assessing glance that Flash shut his mouth right away due to its intensity. Will they really care if the League knows the truth about my sexuality or not? Because I know I don't care if they knew anyway.

"But I doubt he could bear me children." He continued. "Sides, he left me so suddenly ages ago." If there's bitterness and hurt in his voice, Superman wouldn't deny it.

"Ohhh..."

Superman chuckles as Flash let out that surprised sound. He knew he will be surprised about his sexuality. He patted Flash's shoulder briefly before he left the kitchen, letting Flash mull over his revelation.

What Superman doesn't know, is that Flash isn't surprised, he's connecting dots once again.

In came Ollie who was listening in their conversation through the cctv's.

"He- he said he..." Ollie gasped through ragged breaths, having run to the kitchen as fast as he could. "This is…"

Flash stood up. "I'm gonna go and visit someone special."

"Oh hey, Ollie!" Both men jumped at the sound of Superman's voice and sudden reappearance. "Can I borrow the control room for a few moments? An hour at least?"

Ollie, barely able to look at him, much less speak, lets out a terrified squeak that barely resembles a "Yes."

Superman looks at them confusedly. "Why are you both standing as straight as a rod?"

You suddenly appeared again when we're talking about something important! Both men thought. "This is a new exercise that I found on the internet." Ollie said instead. "It can improve muscle strength and promotes good posture."

"Uh- huh." Superman looks at them dubiously. "By the way, Ollie, if Barry hasn't told you yet I'm bisexual."

"Okay." Ollie replied nonchalantly because he already knows about it. Barry immediately sent him a look: Idiot! Act surprised! Ollie's eyes widen and he tries to backtrack. "Oh, right… I mean, wait, WHAT?!"

Superman chuckles good- naturedly and left them. Once they're sure the alien isn't going to suddenly reappear once again, the two superheroes released a relieved breath and finally relaxed. Flash upended Green Arrow at the back of his head. "Dude, that was close."

Ollie can only shrug.

A beep sounded in Ollie's intercom and he distractedly answers it. "Honey, can you and Barry come to the workout room? I need some muscles to move some stuff."

Ollie looks at Flash and without a word; they went to do Dinah's bidding.


*an hour later*

"You're going to visit B too?" Barry asks the two women with a bright smile. They all coincidentally met in front of the zetas at the same time with the same intention.

"Why yes, I haven't visited Gotham since the League formed. And I haven't seen Dickie and Bruce since they moved there."

"Plus, Shayera absolutely needs new clothes."

"Diana! My clothes are not that out-dated! Or, or um, as you say, um shabby."

Barry looked at the wool coat that Shayera's wearing, it was black, and contrasts nicely with her orange hair− but, it was scruffy, little unnoticeable moth bites that can't be discerned easily unless you squint are all over the place, and it smells of a musky old wardrobe.

"...yeaaaah, shopping will be good..." Barry agrees.

Shayera glares and pout at him while Diana laughs. Then a sudden idea stuck the speedster. "Hey... Why don't you take Dick to the mall with you? While I talk to Bruce..."

Diana raises an eyebrow. "That's a great idea but... Why? It'll be much better if we all could go together. Or your talk with Bruce will take time?"

"Probably. Depending on his attitude about... The subject." Barry grimaced. "It's kinda, um, intrusive on his personal life but it's really, really important."

"Huh, good luck to you." Shayera snorts. "May we see you again in one piece."

Barry gulps, desperately trying to stop himself from imagining torturous things that Bruce is capable of doing to him. Like, banning him from his favourite fast food where they offer unlimited hotdogs. He loves hotdogs. "Let's just go..." He mumbles sadly.

Diana patted him comfortingly. "I hope you can survive till dinner. I promised Alfred that we'll eat dinner there with them."

"Alfred and dinner…" Flash said, drooling a little. "Sounds like heaven."

The two superheroes look at him half- amused and half- disgusted before they all step into the tube and were transported away.


When the zeta beam transported them to Gotham, a certain alien superhero stepped out of the shadows. A frown was marring his handsome face, his brain running for miles.

Another alien superhero steeped out next to him. "It might just be coincidences that the people who knew about the Batman also know about this man you're currently...obsessed with…"

A slight blush appears on the Man of Steel's cheeks. "I'm not obsessed... I was just checking on him... And please, stop reading my mind."

"You deployed an invisible drone to watch their mansion from afar and used your supervision to see what the cameras can't see from that distance… and you did that for exactly a whole hour, isn't that more than enough to just 'check on him'?"

Superman sighed, very much embarrassed of having been caught by the Martian. He was so focused on checking up on Bruce that he failed to notice the Martian's presence going into the room. But, how many Bruce are there in Gotham who also has a son named Dick and a butler named Alfred who cooks superb dishes? Plus, as far as he knows, asides from him, Diana is the only one in the League who knows Bruce. The Queen couple might know him too due to their business but he isn't sure, but how about Barry and Shayera? How did they come to know Bruce and the Batman?

"Maybe you should go with your original plan to visit your Fortress instead worrying about this. One problem at a time as a documentary I recently watched says. You should better check about this soul mate thing again." The Martian said, in hopes to give the red caped hero some direction with his problems. "I personally think that finding the one who is destined for you is more important than any other matters."

Superman can't help but chuckle at the term the Martian hero used. "Yeah, I'll go. I trust that you keep secret everything that I've confessed to you."

"I will." With that, Superman walks toward the zetatube and beamed away to his Fortress.


Bruce was sitting on his living room's carpeted floor with Dick in his lap.

"Now, Dickie… steady, steady…"

His son's adorable face is scrunched up in concentration, his eyes pinched together as his gaze was solely locked on the card he was holding and his pink little tongue was stuck out on one side of his lips.

"Come on, you can do it baby~ just slow and steadyyy…"

Dick made a cute, little grunting sound, his hand trembling as he delicately placed the card he's holding at the very top of the house of cards they've been painstakingly making. When the house didn't crumble, or so much as wobble, both father and son released a breath. After a second of just smiling at each other, Bruce picked Dick up and threw him up in the air because he just knew his son will start jumping around in joy and he might accidentally ruin what they've been working hard on. Dick let out a celebratory cry and his infectious laughter ringed around the room.

Bruce smiled brightly as he stood up and caught his son. "You did well, my little Prince."

"Again, Daddy!" Dick replied; baby blue eyes alight with life and pure happiness. Bruce's heart melted at the sight, he'll do everything to protect that innocence and keep that smile on his son's face. "I want to be high up in the air!"

Bruce complied and laughed along with his son as they play.

Lightning and thunder broke the happy scene and they were abruptly reminded of the harsh storm happening outside. Dick let out a terrified squeak and buried his head on his father's chest as another and louder lightning flashes brightly just outside their window. When that subsides, Bruce let out a fond chuckle and rocked his baby softly.

"Scared, baby?"

Dick nods, his soft black hair brushing his father's chin as he does so. "Uh- huh, it's too loud and scary… they hurt my ears a lot…"

Bruce croons softly to his son, carding one hand through his son's hair while thinking up on how to make a device that can help Dick with his sensitive hearing. "It's okay my little prince, you'll be fine. I promise."

Dick smiles softly back at his father and pressed a kiss on his father's cheek. "I love you, Daddy."

Bruce hugged his baby tighter and closer to him. "I love you too, Dickie."

"Aww, I hate to ruin this lovely scene, but we want to have spent some time with your little prince too."

"Yeah, can we kidnap him for a few hours?"

They turned and saw three smiling heroes standing by the door of their living room. In his arms, Dick started to squirm excitedly upon the sight of his aunts. "Aunt Diana! Aunty Shayera!"

Said Aunts instantly came up to them with open arms and huge smiles. "Dickie~!"

Bruce held his son tighter and moved away from them, a mock glare on his face. "NO. I am not letting you 'kidnap' my son, not even for a few hours."

"Bruce!" Shayera cries, half- begging and half- whining. "Please! I haven't seen both of you ever since you moved back here! That's almost half a year ago!"

"Shayera, calm down," Diana said, laughing softly. "Bruce is just teasing us. I asked him in advance and he already agreed that we can take Dick out for the day."

Shayera's jaw drop and she glares at Bruce lightly. "Why, you!"

"I might take that back, just look at the weather," Bruce said, still holding Dick tightly in his arms and still moving away from the two women. "I am not allowing you to take my son out with this storm."

"Who says we're going to spend our time here in Gotham?" Diana said.

"We're planning to spend it on Happy Harbour," Shayera starts and immediately cuts off Bruce when he opens his mouth to protest, "and no, we're not taking him to the mountain. Just a little shopping on its dainty little mall and some snacks on one of it beautiful cafes so you won't have to worry about paparazzi or about Dick getting lost."

"Finally, we'll go back here for dinner." Diana finishes as she pinches Dick's cheek as she finally got close to do so and causing Dick to laugh. "'Sides, we're not planning on letting this little prince go,"

Bruce frowns and moves away from the women again, clutching Dick tighter. "Make sure there will be no 'funny' business, okay?"

Funny translates to 'hero' and the two women immediately nodded.

"And make sure there are no paparazzi around. Earlier, I got this weird feeling that someone has been watching us but my sensors can't detect anything. Besides, it's impossible to see in this storm."

"You're just being your usual paranoid self," Shayera says sympathetically. "Don't worry, we'll make sure Dick doesn't grow up like you."

The women laugh while Bruce only glares at them.

"Soooo~ can we have Dick now?" Shayera asks hopefully, really missing the child.

"No."

"Daddy," Dick laughs, "why can't you put me down and let me greet my aunts?" He asks cutely.

"Because they'll get to have you in the next few hours so I'm relishing my moments with you before that."

The two heroes groaned. "Bruce, seriously?! You get to have Dick to yourself every single day!" Diana exclaimed.

Bruce's, "Of course, he is my son after all," overlapped with Dick's, "Nu- uh! Not every day! Daddy wasn't here yesterday and only came back this morning!" The child finished this sentence with a pout and burying his face in his father's chest. "It made me feel so sad!"

Bruce softens and kissed the top of his child's head. "I'm sorry Dick, you know that wasn't intentional."

"Take me with you next time." The child mumbles petulantly. "Please."

Bruce hasn't even got a chance to put on his walls before he answered, "Okay."

The two women snickered to themselves but Bruce ignored them. "Where's Barry?" He asks, because Barry disappeared the moment the two women stepped into the room.

"Kitchen." They chorused.

"You used the zetas?"

"Yes, and we made sure we erased the data." Diana said. "Alfred was the one who let us in here from the cave."

"Will be using it again to go back to Happy Harbour− there's a zeta there outside the mountain− and then back here and there again." Shayera adds. "It's much more convenient and with this, we won't have to travel in the rain."

"You guys still aren't done yet?" A surprised voice asks and suddenly appearing out of nowhere. The women and Dick starts but Bruce just calmly look beside him where Barry is standing, munching a jar of cookies. "Huwhaff?"

Bruce sighed. He kisses Dick's cheek before reluctantly handing him to Shayera. "Take care."

"We will~" the women sang as they left happily with their kidnapped child.

"Bye Daddy~!" Dick chirped from Shayera's arms.

And then they were gone…

Hello silence and munching.

Bruce glanced at the still munching speedster. "Did you actually come here for something or just to fill your stomach?"

"Shuzz up." Barry said around a mouthful of cookies before swallowing. "I need these to boost my bravery for what I am going to ask you."

Bruce raised an eyebrow. "You do realize by admitting that you just gave me an edge over you?"

"Don't care." Barry said and wiped his mouth. "So…"

Bruce hums in response as he went to sit in the sofa.

"Who is Dick's father?"

Bruce's head snapped towards him so fast, but his face still remained an impassive face of rock. There's no going back now, even though every instinct in his body screams to run the hell out of here- especially since the temperature seems to drop lower and lower and Bruce is emitting a very dangerous aura. He wanted to tremble in fear so bad but he knew doing so in front of the big bad bat will be a bad idea. Barry gulps before forging on ahead.

"…Is it Superman?"

There it is− if Barry hadn't prepared for this conversation he wouldn't have been able to notice the stiffening of Bruce's shoulders, the slight curling of his fingers to his palms, and the slow build-up of tension in his whole body. He's cornered.

The howling of the winds outside can barely be heard from the thick glass windows. Yet Bruce still remained silent. A beat passed before Barry asks again.

"Bruce… who is the father of your son?"

Then the weirdest thing happened.

A sudden lightning illuminated the whole room that it blinded both its occupants. Thunder roared so loud that it shook the foundations of the manor.

Then, he heard chirping. Birds chirping.

It took Barry a few seconds to regain his lost sense of sight. He blinks, and then blinks again because surely he must be dreaming.

The storm was gone.

The room is now shinning warmly with the bright sun from the outside, the birds he heard earlier were now happily flitting from window to window outside the manor, and the trees and grass are a healthy shade of green like its summer.

His jaw dropped. Seconds ago, a storm was raging outside. Now… it looks like as if there wasn't a storm in the first place. It looks deceivingly like as if Gotham is always blessed by the sun and not the dreary rain.

But that's not the weirdest thing of all.

Bruce's expression looked as if he had seen a ghost.

There, standing in the middle of the room, is a tall and chiselled blond man. His bright blue eyes were staring at Bruce intently, his blond hair so bright and yellowy like it's spun from the sun itself and his dazzling smile as he gazes at Bruce is so warm and bright and it sparkles and it looks more amazing with the dimples on his cheeks.

"You…" Bruce breathlessly breathes out. Barry would had found Bruce breathless weird if it wasn't for the fact that he's too busy staring and not staring at the mysterious man in front of him. For some reason, Barry finds it difficult to stare directly at the man yet his gaze kept drawing back to him.

"Bruce…" the man starts his voice warm and rich and it reminds Barry of sunny days spent on the beach. Then the man gulps yet his intense gaze and warm smile never left the billionaire's.

"We have a son?"


A/N: Welp, here it is~ the product of my boredom. SOOOO, whatcha guys think~? Kindly leave your thoughts, questions, reactions (whether it's heart, wow, angry, teary, haha, like or dislike− kidding but not really!) and comments on the review section and boost my ego~! I appreciate the ones who are diligently reviewing, it always made my day to know your thoughts~ *insert and throws heart everywhere*

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