Disclaimer: I own nothing of the DC Universe. Young Justice belongs to DC Comics and Cartoon Network, I only own my OC's and plot.

AN: So...wasn't yesterday's YJ episode really good? Yes, it was! XD I want to thank my amazing beta TheWickedWizardOfOz (~Wicked~). I want to thank those of you who reviewed, I loved hearing from you and I can't wait to see your reviews. This chappie is a bit short but I promist that the next one is longer.

I loved yesterday's episode of Young Justice, Wally is maturing right before our eyes! I'm so proud! XD

Happy Reading!

Tonight was the night. It's just five more days until my birthday, that horrible holiday, Christmas. But all of that didn't matter, I had a date! I couldn't hold in my excitement anymore. Bouncing off the walls, high from sugar and energy drinks, I couldn't stop. Searching for the perfect outfit that would make Roy notice me would be a challenge. I don't want to come off as desperate or cheap.

"Just pick something already! Everything that's laid out on your bed will do. You are way too fussy, it's just a date. A group date thanks to your Uncle." Bryn said, exasperated.

Bruce would only front the tickets unless my date with Roy became a small gathering. Ugh. I hate living with my "Uncle". Honestly, did he think I'd go out drinking again? Probably, but that doesn't mean he should monitor everything that I do. It's not like I showed up high to the breakfast table. I had a bit of a hangover and now I can't be home any later than eleven-thirty at night.

"I hate him!" I exclaimed, tossing a skirt onto the floor.

"How could you hate him? He's so dreamy! I'd sell my twin brother to have one night with your Uncle," Bryn stated dreamily.

"Poor Nate, he doesn't deserve that!" I scoffed.

"Oh please! He'd do the same, trust me."

As much as I loved Bryn, she wasn't the only female that I've come in contact with lately who had the same idea. My "Uncle" was a total chick magnet. Yeah, I'm jealous. I couldn't get one person to look at me that way before and now they only want me so that they can get to Bruce Wayne. Disgusting!

"Do you think this is alright?" I asked.

I lifted up a red off the shoulder top that hung to my curves, a black skirt with black leggings and stiletto high heeled boots.

"Check you out! You'll knock his socks off; maybe even get past first base," Bryn heavily hinted sex.

I blushed, "I wasn't thinking about that, okay? I just want this night to be perfect. I don't know why but it just feels right."

Strobe lights flashed at Kanye started rapping to "Gold Digger." I was having so much fun! I looked over to Bryn and Nate dancing and bobbing their heads to the beat. I was singing along to the song and dancing with Roy. This would definitely the highlight of my evening.

The song faded into "Ninety-Nine problems" but I couldn't find a problem with my current situation. The rest of the night followed with more singing, dancing and having a good time. The concert ended with an encore and we departed from the inside of the arena. As we exited the building to the parking lot, I heard a familiar voice call for me.

"Nicky! So nice to bump into you here," Jason Todd smiled.

Ugh! My ex- would show up when I'm trying to get with someone else. My life is so unfair.

"Hey Jason, didn't know you were a fan of Rap or Hip-Hop," I said politely.

"Hey Roy, long time no see, eh?" Jason taunted.

I looked at both of them, confused. Of course they would know each other; they traveled in the same circles. Slipping from Roy's grasp, I landed on concrete. My hands were scratched by the rough surface; the landing wasn't graceful at all. Another dizzy spell, that's the second in two weeks.

"Are you okay, Nicky?" Roxy asked, worried.

"Ugh. I'm fine, really." I nodded, getting up.

"Are you sure? I can drive…" Roy asked, helping me up.

"No, I've got it. Worried about me already…oh it must serious. What day's the wedding?" I laughed.

He smiled, "Very funny."

Jason's presence went ignored as our witty banter carried on. I peered at my cell phone, I had passed my curfew and I didn't care. I opened up a text message from Bryn that read "Make a move". I stated that I should drive Roy back to his hotel. Bryn and Nathan got into their car and headed home and I headed for Gotham City's best line of hotels.

I parked the Bentley outside his hotel and turned to him nervously. Come on Nicky, get a grip. You can't let this one get away from you.

"So…" I said, nonchalantly.

"So, I had a great time tonight," Roy finished, smirking.

"I'm sorry if I'm acting weird, it's just been a really long time since I've been on date." I sighed, defeated.

"Totally understand," Roy nodded, while writing something down on a piece of paper.

"What's up with you and Jason? The two of you were acting like that in my hospital room too."

"It's a long story; you wouldn't want to hear it." Roy turned his head towards me.

"I do but I've already missed my curfew, wouldn't want to piss off Bruce any further." I rolled my eyes, smiling.

There was a calm, comfortable silence that surrounded us. I remembered Bryn's text and decided that it was time for me to "make a move." I slowly leaned towards Roy and just as my lips were about to touch his and a camera flashed! Then another flash as if someone had become picture happy. I pulled back to see several entertainment news reporters ruining my perfect moment with Roy. I shook my head and Roy gave me a look that said "I'm sorry." Yeah, I'm sorry too.

Roy curled my hand around a piece of paper and kissed my temple. He got out of the car, dodging the paparazzi. I started up the car while they were distracted and burned off to Wayne manor. Roy kissed me! Well technically it was a forehead kiss but that totally counts. I uncurled the paper in my hand while still paying attention to traffic. He gave his number. This is the best night of my life!

The next morning I received a glare from Bruce. But it wasn't what I expected the glare for. Dick was chuckling at me so I knew it had to be something I wouldn't like.

"What?" I huffed.

Bruce just raised an eyebrow and went back to reading his morning newspaper.

Dick laughed, "So, why didn't you tell me that you were eloping? Don't you want Alfred to plan a big wedding and have Bryn be your Maid of Honor?"

"What are you talking about?"

Dick snatched the entertainment section from Bruce's paper and plopped it in front of me with a awed expression on his face. What is he talking about?

Billion Dollar Couple to Elope!

"You've got to be kidding me!" I yelled.

There were pictures of me and Roy dancing at the concert, talking in my car outside of the hotel. And of course they got a picture of the forehead kiss. When did I land in Hell? This is unfair, we haven't even established if we are a couple. It was one date and these people are putting it out there that we're eloping!

"Ms. Nicole, I have Mrs. Alicia Throne on speaker phone for you." Alfred said apologetically.

And I knew why he looked sorry. Bryn's Mom had practically adopted me as her own. There was no way she'd be cool with reading about me eloping. Even if it isn't the truth she'd still want to drill a lecture into me. I love the woman but I really didn't need to hear this now.

"Is she there?" Alicia shouted through the speaker.

"Yes, she is!" Dick laughed.

"Nicky I tried to keep the phone from her but Nate gave her his phone!" Bryn yelled.

"She's scary when angry! You know this, Bryn!" Nathan shouted at his sister.

"Nikita, you better listen to me right this instant! You will not elope with someone you barely even know. Just because you think you might be pregnant does not mean that you have to get married. Although I should warn you that Mr. Throne is ready to get his shotgun out." Alicia yelled.

I groaned, shaking my head. Dick was pounding the table laughing, Alfred was trying to not crack a smiled and Bruce, the smug bastard, was grinning.

"Mama Alicia, I'm not pregnant."

"Thank God!" she exclaimed.

"But if I was and I wanted to elope with my baby's daddy… I would." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Nicky, why?" Bryn asked, her voice scared over the phone.

"[1] ¡No, usted no se fugará para casarse! Le pondré en una cinta de castidad, no hay manera que llego a ser una abuela estes jóvenes. Mataré ese chico también. ¡Tiraré el pelo y usted será arrepentido para no pensando antes de teniendo relaciones sexuales! ¿Me oye, la niña? ¡Le terminaré! Haga no usted lo osa hacer ni vengo después de que usted." Alicia screamed through the phone.

"She's yelling in Spanish, which is never good. Alfred, please tell me that we have some way of keeping her away from the premises. This woman will come here and attack!" I asked, scared.

"Don't make me come over there!" Alicia shouted.

"NO!" Bryn and Nathan yelled.

"Mama, please calm down. She didn't mean it, she was just playing!" Nate said, trying to calm down his mother.

"Yeah, Nicky would never do that. That's more along the lines of something Nate would do." Bryn said.

"WHAT!" Alicia screamed.

"Bryn, if she turns on me I swear…"

I walked over to the phone and screamed into it, "No one is going to have a baby or elope or get married anytime soon. In fact I'll make sure to cross my legs anytime a man or woman with erotic intent is near me, okay?"

"As long as we're clear, Nikita!" Alicia yelled, ending the call.

"My life is so unfair!" I groaned, flopping in my seat.

Dick's chuckles filling the room as he rolled on the floor laughing his head off at my expense, Bruce lifted up his paper to cover up his laughter. Alfred patted my shoulder, trying to comfort me and my new found celebrity.

Here is the translation [1]:

No, you won't elope! I'll put you in a chastity belt; there is no way that I become a grandmother this young. I'll kill that boy too. I'll pull your hair and you'll be sorry for not thinking before having sex! Do you hear me, little girl? I will end you! Don't you dare do it or I'm coming after you.