Meow
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A/N: WOW! I must say hi to all my awesome amazingly super fantastic asskicking reviewers! …There's just no other way for me to say it…
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-Later That Night-
She pulled her gloves on with a little extra vigor. She was still a little riled up over the late night visit by the flying rodent. She couldn't believe that it had happened and for a while she thought it had all been in her head, but no; there she had been still clutching onto her towel with white knuckles.
And anyway, if she was going to have a daydream about Batman visiting her while in the shower it would have gone a little bit differently…
She told Selina, once she was dressed of course, about what had happened and what was said. She was also non too pleased by this turn of events. If he had figured out already that she was Catwoman it was endgame, and she wasn't ready to end the fun just yet.
She had expressed this to Selina, and she told her something that would come from nobody else but her…the words were still ringing in her head.
'Don't get mad,' Selina had purred in the original catwoman purr, 'get even.'
He wanted to play 'Name-that-Cat? Fine by her, but now it was time to play 'Name-that-Bat.' She thought they had been having fun with their little game of cat and bat. But he had broken the first rule, trying to find out who she was … and so soon! That was a no-no. She was going to find out who he was, tonight.
She extracted her claws and gave a wicked smile as they glittered in the moonlight. Her contacts were already in, her boots on, her whip at her hip…she was ready.
At first Selina had been against her going out so soon, but she had assured her that Batman now doubted that she was Catwoman, via her performance in her towel. He was thrown off, he would be watching her, there was no doubt in her mind of that…but not yet.
He would let her be tonight after the show she had put on. Sure, the tears had been real; damn she had to relive that encounter to him…that had been real, but her not knowing about Selina and Uncle Harvey? Please.
"Be careful," Selina spoke up walking up to the young woman and touching her shoulder. A grin came over her face as Serenity pulled her mask over her face becoming Catwoman. "On second thought, I should be saying be careful to him shouldn't I?"
Catwoman looked over and grinned back at Selina, the initial Catwoman.
"Definitely," Gold eyes met emerald, "Nobody corners a cat," she answered back as she rolled her shoulders slightly.
Catwoman turned to Bastet,
"Shall we?" the cat meowed before leaping up effortlessly and perching herself on Catwoman's shoulder. In seconds the pair was gone, swallowed by the darkness and into the night.
A thoughtful look overcame Selina's aged features as she stared out of the newly vacated balcony windows. The room was soundless for a few more moments before her voice broke the stillness of the room,
"I wonder if history repeats itself…"
The statement was softly spoken but yet the silence that answered it was deafening. Then seconds later the only answers were the soft meows of the cats surrounding her. She felt a rush of fear, nervousness…and excitement. Bruce knew where she was…or at least he was almost positive…that meant only one thing…
Selina had work to do…
Batman was finishing up a small band of Jokerz wannabes, (that's right, you heard correctly, JOKERZ wannabes) when he saw it, a flash of purple disappearing into the shadows just as quickly as it had appeared. Against his will his lips twitched slightly in amusement.
He knew one feline that could move that fast.
Because of his distraction one of the Jokerz wannabees managed to get a lucky punch in.
"HAHAHAHA."
Batman narrowed his eyes in annoyance before catching the next punch directed at his face and flipping him over his shoulder. As soon as the joker was on the floor he kicked him unconscious.
"Laugh it up chuckles," he said lowly to the comatose joker. His eyes quickly scanned the other two unconscious 'Jokerz' and shook his head in disbelief, there were actually Jokerz wannabes. Remembering he wasn't alone Batman turned and scanned the alley once more.
So far he couldn't see her, but he knew she was there. He felt her.
If it was Serenity he wasn't sure, but still, a run in with Catwoman usually meant an interesting night. He would pick her over Inque or Shriek any day.
He felt a smirk overtake his features before calling out,
"Here Kitty, Kitty, Kitty."
Nothing. Not a sound. She was playing hard to find…
"Come on Kitten, I know you're there." He took a couple steps and looked up.
He felt his grin fade when he realized that he was near the diamond district. He wouldn't say it out loud but he felt disappointment run through him. He liked it much better when he ran into her during one of her 'territorial prowls,' or when she was 'roaming.'
He made his way to the roof of the Diamond district and looked around. Sure enough the lid to the ventilation duct had been removed. He shook his head and casually leaned against the opening of the shaft.
He didn't have to wait long, seconds later he heard a soft noise. She made quick work tonight, he thought dryly before he heard a purr then her voice.
"Yes my darling, I'll give you some cream later…"
The cat meowed in response.
"I agree; this has been a slow night."
Their voices got louder and within seconds there she was in all her Catwoman-y glory. He kept his eyes above shoulder height and on her face, although he was tempted not to.
She had been smiling when she turned and spotted him. If she was shocked she didn't even remotely show it. She tilted her head to the side, and casually flicked her whip onto the ground causing a soft snapping sound.
"Well, look-y who's here precious," she spoke to the cat but her eyes were on the Bat with a single raised eyebrow.
He noted that her voice was sultry as usual but her tone sounded like she was almost…annoyed? Maybe she actually was Serenity… His eyes went to the belt attached to her hip, which was sagging lightly under the weight of the jewels she had just stolen.
She was still stealing, he reflected unhappily. This thought made him surprisingly angry. She could be so much more than just a thief! And if it was Serenity she shouldn't be Catwoman, she had so much more going for her.
"Don't you have anything better to do?" he questioned and it came out a lot sharper than he intended.
She smiled at him and he already felt that pull she gave off.
"Like dress up as a flying rodent and try to be everybody's hero?"
Her answer immediately put him on the defensive. He did not try to be everybody's hero. Well, he just wanted to do the right thing. To do what needed to be done-what nobody else could do, and if that entailed saving somebody well then, so be it.
"Better than dressing up as a feline and stealing things that don't belong to me," he said back and he saw her smile even more. That was never a good sign.
He was right.
She sidled up to him and placed her hands on the red bat insignia on his chest. She peered up at him and licked her top lip slowly. Her golden eyes were locked on his in their hypnotic way.
Why did he never push her away? Why did he always let her get this close to him? That's right, because Terry McGinnis was not good with girls and one throwing herself at him was…quite new. Plus, damn she was attractive in that purple cat suit...and currently rubbing up against him.
"Mmm," she purred to him, "but I don't think you mind it stud."
She was right, she was very, very right. Out of all the bad guys he had to face she was by far the most appealing. But a lot of the time he wished for them instead of her. She was more tempting…but he wouldn't ever admit that.
"In fact," she continued pressing herself even closer, "I think you enjoy it." She ran her hands over the bat on his chest, "I think you're enjoying it right now…"
He swallowed down whatever was going on with him and spoke low and serious but with a hint of amusement.
"As much as I would love to 'enjoy it' kitten, I have to stop some real crimes."
Mistake.
Her eyes narrowed for a split second at his words. Real crimes? What were her crimes fake! Imaginary? Anger once more ran through her, did nobody take her seriously? Was she just some joke? Some girl in a cat costume who was of no real threat? Some chick you could just walk in on while she was coming out of the shower? Some girl you can gang up on and take advantage of?
She swallowed down what she was going to say and smiled. She would teach him, she would teach everyone. Everybody thought she was just a joke.
"And are these real crimes more fun than me?" she questioned and slowly moved her hands across his chest to his shoulders and back again. He didn't stop her.
Everybody thought she was just a joke.
"There a lot tougher than you kitten, which doesn't make them more fun," he stated unknowingly building her anger.
Everybody thought she was just a joke.
"Oh," she said lightly moving her hands down his arms to his forearms and up. "So, having a little run in with me, brings some relief?" she questioned, hands still running up and down his arms slowly.
She noted how his lips twitched before a small smile came across his face. There was her answer. Whenever she showed up it was just relief, it wasn't a real criminal, a real threat.
Everybody thought…
"Well," he trailed off.
…She was just a joke.
"Wanna know a secret?" she purred leaning closer to him. She didn't wait for a reply. She stood on the tips of her toes, pressing herself into him, as her hands held onto his forearms. Her mouth was millimeters away from his ear.
Her eyes narrowed and she made a low noise in her throat before speaking.
"I'm NOT a joke," she hissed to him simultaneously extracting the claws on her left hand. Without waiting a beat she dug them into his forearm and brought them forward, slicing him.
"What? Ah-"
He went with instinct, and pain, and shoved her away. He looked down in shock as he saw the crimson of his blood seeping out of his suit. She had cut him! He narrowed his eyes in anger and embarrassment; he always let her fool him. He looked up and saw emotions that were similar to his own.
Pure anger was on her face and her golden eyes were laced with fury and hatred. By her posture she was ready for a fight, claws extended and whip in hand, even her loot bag was dropped on her floor next to her. The cat by her side looked ready to pounce on him as well. He watched as a drop of his blood dripped off her claws, which were now glazed red, and onto the building's rooftop.
"What the hell!" he exclaimed putting pressure on his arm.
Batman couldn't help but notice how the tension between them just all of a sudden spiked dangerously high. Kitty was wound up tight tonight…
For the life of him he couldn't understand this turn of events. What just happened? He then registered her words. Not a joke?
She let out an angry hiss and snapped her whip on the ground, the sound piercing on the rooftop.
"Kitty wants to play huh? Fine," he said getting into a defensive stance and he saw her crack her whip again. He wouldn't really fight her; just spar with her enough to get whatever it was out of her system. He couldn't help but notice this was the first time he had ever seen her truly angry at him.
Catwoman eyed him for a moment before wrapping her whip back onto her hip; she wouldn't need it against Batman. She got into a mirroring defensive stance and waited. An old sense of calm washed over her.
Batman waited. He waited and wondered why wasn't she attacking, until it occurred to him that she was waiting for him to make the first move. He smirked; if kitten wanted to fight she was going to have to throw the first punch.
Catwoman quickly realized what was going on and immediately lunged at him. He reacted quicker than she thought and side stepped her. She used her momentum and spun around with one leg out in a slide, taking his legs out from under him.
It started.
He immediately rolled away a foot or two before getting to his feet again and was met with a well-aimed kick. He grunted as he took the hit but was able to block the next one. He missed the one after that dropping him to his knees. She was faster than he originally thought. She wasted no time before she grabbed his long bat ears and smashed his face into her knee.
Through the throbbing pain he vaguely realized that she wasn't holding back and that he was going to have to actually do something or else he was going to get his ass kicked.
He rose to his feet and quickly realized that gaining the upper hand was not as easy as he thought it would be. He realized his mistake; he had underestimated her. She knew her stuff, and that surprised him. For everything he threw at her she countered. They appeared to be pretty evenly matched, never one person taking too much control for too long. Once in a while a hit was gained on each other, but he was impressed with how she was able to keep up with him for this long.
Finally she leapt out with one leg to catch him in the mid section but he caught her instead, right around the thigh holding her in place. She was stuck. Thinking quickly she threw all her weight into a kick with her other leg that he too caught but the force of her momentum caused him to loose his balance and come crashing down to the ground. He let out a grunt as the breath was expelled from his body.
He shook his head slightly when he realized that she was one top on him again, similar to how it was that one night when she had licked him…but now the situation was very different. She wasn't all smiles; she was staring at him through narrowed eyes and he couldn't help but realize that she wasn't panting at all. She wasn't tired! He took a couple deep breaths to quickly slow down his breathing. He definitely had to up his work out time…that was when he felt it.
He had lost concentration and now Catwoman held his throat steadily in her hand, her claws just barely digging into his skin. Enough for him to know she was serious, but not enough to draw blood.
It was a warning.
She leaned her face closer to his like she had done many times in the past and spoke quietly.
"I am not a joke," she hissed applying a little pressure to his throat to keep him from answering.
"-And I'd watch your back, because I just crossed your path."
Without waiting she leaned down the rest of the way and finally did what she had been waiting to do, kissed him. All of the passion, all of the adrenaline, everything that she was feeling was put into that one kiss.
Batman was shocked to say the least, but not for long as he soon realized that he was returning the kiss. For a few moments Batman forgot about the throbbing of his sliced up arm and didn't really notice when she let go of the grip she had on this throat. He felt something in that moment he had never felt before, passion…or maybe it was just the adrenaline of the fight that made this kiss seem to stand out. Maybe it was the fact that it, them, was forbidden and they weren't supposed to, shouldn't, made it all the sweeter.
What was that saying about the forbidden fruit? Or wanting what you can't have?
Whatever it was, neither was thinking of it at that particular moment in time. After a few more minutes Catwoman lifted her head from his, licking her lips.
"Meow," she purred with a naughty grin before she kneed him in the stomach. He doubled over onto his side and grunted at the unexpected move. How had they gone from fighting to kissing to knee in the stomach?
He gasped for breath as he saw her leap off the building and knew she was as good as gone. When she didn't want to be found, she wasn't.
He slowly rose and spotted her forgotten loot bag. He stood there with a frown not thinking for the first time that night,
What just happened?