Author's Note: I've finally decided to continue this fic. It's going to be a two-shot. This is the final chapter. I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans. If I did, Jinx would be god.

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The Boy Wonder

The boy's grin fell. "What? No!" he practically shouted. Who does this guy think he is? Oh well, you know what they say, denial isn't just a river. "I'm the fastest boy alive."

"Psh, yeah and I'm a fairy princess," she snorted, pushing past the guy. Had she missing something? Was this some kind of new pick up line for redheads? Really, just because he was really fast didn't mean that….

"Oh my god," Jinx stared wide-eyed at the boy… correction, Kid Flash. The stupid grin appeared on his face again.

"So, you do remember me, Jinxie?"

"First off, the name's not Jinxie. Second off, of course I remember you. You're kinda hard to forget," his grinned brightened. "What with the annoying attitude, the horrible roses, which I'm allergic to by the way, and the spandex. Oh god, must all Boy Wonders wear spandex?"

"They make my butt look good."

"Yeah, in your head."

"I'll have you know, I have a great butt!" And of course, being the great guy that he was, he proceeded to practically shove his ass into Jinx's face. Not that she didn't enjoy the view, it's just… well she didn't enjoy the view. And she also had a sudden urge to spank him, which led her mind into other sudden urges, which involved a lot less clothes, and—

"Jinx?" she snapped out of her thoughts, her face turning a nice magenta color to match her hair. Kid Flash looked at her curiously and then shrugged it off. "So, you still mad about the coffee?"

"Of course I'm mad. I actually paid for it!"

Silence reined over the two as they both digested her statement. Jinx, thief extraordinaire, actually paid for something. Something that could've been just as easily stolen, and even though it wasn't worth much, she still paid for it.

"Aw, Jinx, you're going soft. I knew you were better than the Hive Five!" Kid Flash looped his arms through Jinx and began to drag her down the street.

"Excuse me? There is no softness involved. I just happened to have some spare change. Are you listening to me? Don't roll your eyes at me!"

"I'm proud of you," he smiled, as Jinx resisted the urge to kick him in the balls and run. He's proud of her? What did she care? She wasn't trying to impress him. Not at all. So what if she's suddenly started to recycle and she'd sent in an application for a part-time job at a video-game store. She wasn't trying to be a better person. She liked the evilness that was Jinx. And so what if she had a box underneath her bed with money saved up for rent on an apartment she'd been looking at. In no way and form was Jinx going straight. Except… she was.

"I really hate you."

"Love ya too babe. By the name, the name's Wally."

"Wally? Is that a joke?" Wally raised an eyebrow at her, and Jinx let out a peel of laughter. Wally. His name was Wally. Wally was probably short for Wallace. Wallace was the Kid Flash.

"Oh yeah, well what's your real name?" Wally glared. It wasn't that funny. He happened to like his name. It was quirky… sorta.

"Jinx. My real name is Jinx. Jinx is a great name. So much better than Wally," she snorted as she repeated his name.

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It was a medium sized apartment, with two bedrooms, and a relatively big bathroom. The walls were yellow, and the carpet was a faded-out white. The living room was tiny, except for a huge flat-screen T.V. and about 4 or 5 different video-game systems. The biggest room in the apartment had to be the kitchen. It was bigger than the two bedrooms combined, and had not one frig… but two. Two frigs filled with junk food. It was a health nut's worst nightmare.

"You know I think I was expecting something better… maybe more, secret base-ish," Jinx plopped down on the crème-colored couch. After the small spat the two had had about some interesting names, Wally had managed to lead Jinx over to the Kid Flash-cave, as Jinx has christened it, and they were both stuffing their faces. At least, Wally was stuffing his face.

Jinx really didn't know why she was even there. She had no reason. The Hive Five was probably going to expect her back, and she should leave before they destroyed the house… again. But, even though she didn't want to admit it, she felt comfortable around Wally, something she'd never felt around a person before, not even Gizmo. Sure, the two were like brother and sister, but when you were a bad guy, you never completely trusted your friends. If they could be called that. They were more like comrades, even if they were incompetent.

"Yeah, well I'm just a teenager. Sorry babe, no mansions for me," he said in between practically snorting a turkey sandwich. A turkey sandwich with lots of mustard. So typical of him.

"You know, that's disgusting."

"What that I'm a teenaged boy? Jinx, I'm sure by now you've learned the miracles of puberty, right? Because, being a teenager is not gross. Well, actually it is. Our voices start to crack, and we sometimes wake up with morning woo-" Jinx proceeded to shove a slice of turkey into Wally's mouth before he could complete the sentence.

"That's not what I meant, pervert."

"What? It's natural. Jinx, are you blushing?"

"NO! I just don't want to think about you're…." she trailed off, burying her face in her hands.

"My what?... Oh," he practically smirked. Jinx let out a loud, obnoxious sigh and hoped that maybe a giant turtle would attack and kill him.

"Why'd you bring me here anyway?" she said, desperate to change the topic.

"I have a burning passion for you and I didn't want to get a hotel," he said in a deadpan voice and Jinx resisted the urge to throttle him. Maybe she should've ran when she had the chance. Not that he wouldn't have caught up to her in about a second.

"Be serious."

"Okay. I want you to move in with me, and thought you'd probably want to see the apartment before you packed up all your shit and what-not."

"Wally!"

"I'm serious," he said, popping open a can of soda, and taking a swig from it.

"Wha- Huh? No you're not!"

"Yes I am."

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No! Oh god, we're not going to even get into this argument."

"So you'll move in with me."

"….. Fine."

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Author's Note: And there we go! The finally completed The Redhaired Staker. Hope you enjoyed it all! Don't forget to read and review!