A/n: Here's the next chapter! This is dedicated to PIRATEofHOGWARTS for the stunning review. I was shocked to learn that someone liked this story so much. Please enjoy this chapter of It's Coming Around. *bow*
Virgil took himself around the city out of boredom. Hotstreak had been on the scene and seemed to handle Quake and Silverstream just fine. He'd still jumped in and helped out, but most of it was taken care of. Silverstream was harder to contain, but once she was caught, things fell into place. The speedster was quiet the looker; long black hair, hazel eyes and an hour glass that could kill, but she was a maniac. She wasn't smart like Gear had been, but her thoughts were faster and it took her only seconds to figure things out. She was a pain.
Hotstreak had finally lost his temper and melted the road. Silverstream had been less then happy about it, Hotstreak had been overly pleased. Virgil had found the whole thing funny and had retold the story to bed ridden Richie.
Richie.
A handsome blonde with eyes that shone like copper in sunlight with a sweet honey rim as the copper slowly spread around the pupil. Most saw blonde and thought blue, but Richie's eyes were only blue when sparks were flying and the light was hitting his eyes at just the right angle. Richie's eyes were brown, but not a dull brown, but one that made you switch from calling them chocolate, to amber, to a warm honey. Richie's eyes had been one thing that Virgil had been addicted to. His favorite time to see Richie's eyes was when they were foggy with exhaustion. Richie had spent the night and snuggled under Virgil's covers enough for Virgil to know that Richie's eyes were on permanent puppy dog pout when he was tired. They were innocent and affectionate. Why it had taken so long for them to get together Virgil didn't know.
"Static." Virgil glanced down into the park and noticed Richie sitting on a bench watching him with a grin. The hero dropped to the ground and smiled lightly at his friend. Richie watched his friend's body move as Virgil walked towards him, "What was it this time?"
Virgil collapsed on the bench and groaned, "One of the new Meta-breed. Calls herself Gravity." Richie raised an eyebrow, "She can change the pull of gravity. Make it stronger or weaker, ya know, the usual freakish powers that come with Bang Babies." Richie shifted nervously and smiled faintly.
"Not all that freakish, considering you work with a guy who runs faster then sound travels, a woman whose a female Superman, the man of steel himself and a Martian."
Virgil moved to retort, but stopped, "Okay, the smart guy thing is as annoying as ever, but your right." Richie gave his all knowing smirk and stood up. Virgil watched Richie carefully as the blonde stripped off his jacket and walked towards the swings. Virgil smirked and followed. As Richie slid into the swing and pushed off so that he moved back and forth. Virgil carefully moved behind Richie and pushed him gently. They had done this so many times as kids. Though with Virgil in uniform this was just plain weird.
Richie tipped back slightly and Virgil caught the chains stopping the swings movement. It was like movie scene from some high school romance. Virgil leaned down slightly and pressed a light kiss to Richie's lips. He could only pray that Richie would respond. The blonde smiled and pulled Virgil down so their lips could meet again. The kisses became sweeter and sweeter as the pecks continued.
Nightwing glared at the scene before him as Hotstreak watched coldly. Richard looked down at Hotstreak, "Is that what you wanted? He's just going to get hurt! When Virgil finds out… it'll break his heart." Hotstreak stood up and grabbed Richard by the collar and slammed him into the wall.
"Don't you dare make this more difficult. You don't know a damned thing about Richie or Virgil. Even I know them better then you and I was their tormentor. Stay out of it. Got me, Grayson?" Richard smirked and glanced down at where Richie and Virgil were heatedly making-out.
"Don't you see that this won't amount to anything? Virgil will find out and never trust Richie again. Trust me."
A cold voice spoke, "You're a real dick. Leave them be." a girl with her hair tied up in a ponytail and her green eyes covered by red framed glasses leaned against the building with all the grace of a cat. She straitened her black mid-rift shirt and placed her hands on her hips, "You mess with Richie and I'll show you why I was once feared by all of Dakota. I wasn't named for the mother of demons for no reason." Hotstreak shuttered and smiled lightly at the younger Bang Baby. Richard rolled his eyes.
"You don't scare me, Amy Cross. Or do you prefer Lilith?"
The girl laughed and touched Hotstreak's arm, causing him to let Richard become reacquainted with the ground, "It doesn't matter what you call me. My name won't save you from your own fears. It's actually funny. You say your not afraid of me, but you won't look me in the eye." Richard tried to look into those green eyes but failed, "Fear is a small person, but she casts a large shadow. Apparition use to say that all the time. I never understood it till I noticed how people couldn't meet my gaze. She never had any power, did you know? She would just make people look me in the eye, that's how they would see their darkest fears and let me tell you, it wasn't hard." Richard scoffed and looked away.
Hotstreak took Amy's hand and lead her away, "Just leave them alone."
Richie collapsed onto his bed as Virgil climbed over him. Both were stripped to their pants and didn't really care to this point. Richie pulled Virgil into a deep kiss. Their hands moved over familiar, but strange terrain. The hero's hands brushed something very unfamiliar that made him brake the kiss and looked down. A scar ran down Richie's side from his bottom rib to his hip. Black eyes searched brown for some form of information. Richie tried to pull Virgil back in for a kiss but he pulled back and glared into brown eyes, "Virg… not tonight. I'll tell you but not tonight."
Virgil shifted so all of his weight was on his knees and lower leg, "Richie, you quit the hero shit that night. This didn't come from fighting villains, but it's not a clean cut. What happened?" Richie shifted and looked away.
"Can we just forget this and talk about it later?" Virgil sighed and put himself back over Richie.
"Just for tonight. Only for tonight." their lips met in a harsh kiss as their hands started to roam once again.
a/n: Oh my god... I just did a cliffhanger................. I should rot in hell, I really should. Oh well! Thank you for reading. *bow*