Here we go again! Back to Artemis's point of veiw. I apologize again for any bad grammar.

Sincerely,

Morbid

A wind tunnel. That's what it felt like, a wind tunnel. It had felt as if a wind tunnel had hit me with such great force I was nearly knocked of my feet. The gust had blown my hair back, yanking strands out of my pony tail. It had ripped my jacket clean of my shoulders so that its crumpled sleeves bunched around my wrists. My face protested in pain, my skin having been stretched taught, and then snapped back into place. My eyes burned and watered. My ears popped. So it was safe to say I was a little pissed off. Then there was the fact that wind tunnels can't hit you. It's scientifically impossible. That coupled with the fact that I managed to glimpse a flash of yellow and red, told me that no one other then Kid Flash had just run by.

"Why is it that as soon as I get to the cave Kid Idiot almost knocks me over?" I asked as I walked over to where the others were sitting around the TV. I stopped. M'gann was sitting on the coach in her usual preppy clothes. Superboy sat beside her, arm strung over her shoulders protectively. She looked visibly upset. Robin leaned against the sofa's arm, a smirk on his face. "Either I just missed some weird ass flirting intervention gone horribly wrong, or Wally found out-" I gestured to the couple so they knew what I was talking about "didn't he?"

"He found out." Superboy said, always strait to the point.

"In a way, it's kinda both," Robin grinned, obviously not concerned about his best friends feelings, "How did you find out?"

"I told her." M'gann said. Superboy shot her glare but after a couple of minutes his face softened. Leading me to believe they were having a private conversation. Zatanna was right, it was just plan rude.

"To be fair I guessed first."

"So did I," said the boy wonder, "and Kaldur. The whole thing was pretty obvious. Well, obvious to every one but Wally, that is."

"Were is Kaldur?" He would know how to handle this. Kaldur was great with feelings and crap.

Robin stretched his arms behind his head, and yawned, "He and Aguaman got stuck taking down a baddie. No biggie should be here in about an hour or so. Kid just got back from a mission, don't worry about him. He'll total get over it in no time. We'll all so totally laugh about this someday. Probably tomorrow. Or, at least I will." He laughed, "I'm laughing about it now! He'll be fine, nothing to get whelmed about, but you should of seen his face!" Well wasn't grand that this was all just so funny to him? M'gann, on the other hand remand truly crestfallen, "I didn't want to hurt his feeling. I mean, I knew he liked me of course. And he's sweet and everything but I feel the way Hannah felt about Becky's kid brother on... never mind." Ouch. I was beginning to feel sorry for the poor dummy. M'gann buried her head into Superboys chest, "Maybe someone should go check on him."

"I'll go. I mean what kind of best friend would I be if I wasn't there in his time of stupidity." Wow, somehow I think no matter how close these two are this isn't going to work out. Robin carefree approach to the situation would probably do more harm then good. It wasn't that he didn't care either; I think he just could see that this, this awkward situation wasn't the end of the world. But right now, knowing how dam dramatic Wally could be, to him it probably seemed like the end of the world.

I sighed, "I got this." Robin and the others looked taken aback.

"Are you sure?" The boy asked.

"Yeah." I said, and trudged of before they could be asked anymore questions. Like why I cared. Now if I was a certain speedster where would I be? He hadn't left the cave so -

His sovereigns. All the junk he'd collected from our missions. Sure enough that's where I found him, standing there in his uniform not truly looking at anything. The cowl pulled of his face, hanging from his shoulders. I walked over and stood next to him.

"You here to make fun of me?" he accused.

"No." I said.

"Then why are you even here then?"

"Why did you run of?"

"What's it matter to you anyway!" He snapped, green eyes boring into me challenging me. I stared him down. He dropped his gaze staring at his red clad feet. "I didn't know what to say."

"Go on."

"It's just if I'm all like 'Congratulation, that's great!' I could sound totally phony, maybe even a bit bitter and sarcastic. But if I'm all like, 'But what about us Green Cheeks? What about all the great times we had together?" I'll sound like even more of a ass then I already do. Either way it's just would be so awkward. And maybe I am a bit bitter, I mean why should Supy get the girl? He's not even a year old!"

"And you think running off made things any less awkward. Because if you ask me that room was just filled to the brim with awkward."

"Yeah? Well no one asked you!" He sneered, his face was real close to mine now, I could feel his breath on my face, that smell and tingling feeling of electricity that was always present when he was around. I wanted to scream at him 'Get out of my face before I do something I regret!' but I didn't. Instead I stayed quiet and listened. I watched as his sneer turned into a pout. "It's not like I didn't see it happening. It's just when ever I thought of what I would say if they actually got together, I'd just put it off. Procrastinating. It's easy to do when you have all the time in the world. And it not like I don't like Miss. M. I do, It's just nothing serious, -" Sure. "at first I flirted with her because I really liked her but lately it's just been because it's fun. Still I don't want to come of like a complete ass -" To late. "I mean she still my friend, Superboy's my friend. I just never thought he'd actually make move and – No wonder my names an adjective and not one synonymous with cool! It's just so stupid – Total idiot – Should of known – The Team -" God, he was talking so fast now all his words were blending together. It was giving me a headache. How could he stand caring so much what people think about him? Wasn't it exhausting? It was. Worrying about what the team would think of me has driven me to exhaustion as well.

I had to get him to shut up somehow. I fell back on my own training, to follow my instincts. I had forgotten that my instincts could no longer be trusted. Thus I meet my own ruin as my lips meet his. Furiously willing him to shut up. For once just stop talking and listen to me! At first his body just went rigid in shock, fueling the double edged fear that was slowly consuming me. Fear of what would happen if he rejected me. Fear of what would happen to him if he did not. Then he kissed me back just as forcefully. It wasn't sweet, or gentle, or chaste. It was rough, desperate, clumsy, and agonizing. Some might have even called it violent in nature. It was as if the tension between us had been stretched thin, to near breaking point. Only to send us colliding together in this moment.

His arms encased me. Hands propping, feeling, searching desperately for something to hold on to this moment. Ripping my jacket of my shoulders to have it fall to the ground with a satisfying thud. My arms and legs warped behind him. My ankles crossed, nails dug into his shoulders, anything to keep him close to me. Together intertwined we rammed into the shelves behind us, causing several of the objects to come crashing to the ground. We kissed in the steady ebb and flow of give and take, give and take. We slide onto the ground, breath hard. Then something caught my eye.

It was her mask. Smiling up at me, having fallen down in the disarray.

I shoved him away, pulling my self out his embrace and stood up. He looked at me in shock, a small cut on his lip bleeding. God, had I done that. What the fuck is wrong with me. "Th-is -" I toke a deep breath, "This can't happen. Okay?"

"What? Artemis -" His face. It was if I had stabbed him. Couldn't he understand that this couldn't work? That it was best for both of us that we pretended this never happened? It should not have happened. I had tried so hard to keep this from happening up to now, but I have failed. I had put Wally in even more danger. I never should have gone after him. I couldn't even look him in the eyes.

"I'm not going to be some consolation prize just because you can't have Megan." That was part of it but it didn't even scratch the surface of why we could never be together. "It's best if we pretend this never happened." Suddenly he wasn't sitting there anymore, he was standing in front of me hand cupping my chin, forcing me to look him those green eyes, damn speedster. I didn't want to look away. I want to stay starring in those eyes forever. To hide in his gaze from the cruel whims of reality. He whispered to me, "But I don't want her. I want you Artemis -" And he kissed me, this time gentle, as if afraid I might disappear. How I wanted to kiss him back. To throw away his life and give in to my own selfishness. To do something I want for a change, but the slight metallic taste of his blood in my mouth kept me sane. My love was violent. My love was dangerous. My love would destroy us both.

I forced myself to push him away with such force he stumbled backward. I forced myself not to look away, to stand firm. I must show no doubts in what I say. I had to convenience him that this is the best and only way. Even if I didn't want to believe it myself. "No you don't. You don't even know me. And ten minutes ago you did want her." His pain expression turned to anger. It was what I wanted but still it felt as if a part of me was slowly breaking.

"I don't know what your problem is. You kissed me, in case you forgot!"

"I had to get you to shut up somehow. It was a stupid mistake. It was nothing." The pain on his face in this moment, nothing that I said or done before could rival it. I wanted to given, cry I'm sorry. I have to. I have to do this. To save you. But I stayed strong. This day had no more room for my weakness. For what seemed like forever he said nothing, he just glared at me with venomous hatred for the pain I had caused him. Then finally he spoke.

"I'll pretend that nothing happened, but I'll never believe that it's true."

"Fine."

"Fine!" he snarled like a wounded animal as I grabbed my jacket and all but ran out of there. I fought back tears. I could not cry. I could not let the team see me cry. They had to believe that nothing unusual had happened. That my face was red because we had fought again and just fought. That I hadn't done something so awful to one of the few people in my life I care about. Maybe then things could go back to normal. I could stay on the team, without putting anyone in anymore danger then I already was. This was my last and only way out of the life that had been built for me. Things had to go back to normal. It had to be nothing.

The other glanced up at me inquisitively as I stormed by. I shouted back to Robin, "He's all yours!" Trying the find someplace I could hide from the truth.

It wasn't nothing and therefore things could never be normal again.

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The End

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