"I'm tired of pretending." "So am I." Tiva Forever! L-O-V-E is just another word I'll never learn to pronounce (: Alright, time to update. Next chapter might show the meeting of the two teams, should I lengthen the parts?

Chapter 3:

~XMEN~

"Kurt!" Kitty complained, pushing away the elf.

Kurt's face was bright red beneath his fur.

"Come on Kitty, zis is akvard for me too! Just come on, I have to bandage you up," Kurt insisted.

Kitty smiled. "Who said it was awkward?"

That only caused Kurt's blush to worsen. Kitty giggled at that. She knew where all of Kurt's buttons were, and she liked pushing them, just to get his reaction. He set a hand on his neck, clutching the medical bandage tight in his other hand.

"Kätzchen, please…" Kurt muttered, shifting his weight to his other foot with a wince.

Kitty's smile faded as she noticed he was in pain. She glanced at his food inconspicuously. His green cargo pants had a faint blood stain on them. She turned her eyes back to the bed sheets.

"Alright Elf, but only 'cause I love ya," she shot him a glance.

He smiled softly and avoided her eyes for a moment. His face couldn't possibly get any redder.

"Ma God, get a room," Rogue muttered, turning over in the bed, hiding a smile.

"We have one, mind you," Kitty stuck out her tongue.

Kurt laughed weakly. He then handed the bandages to her. Kitty shook her head and pressed the bandages back towards Kurt.

"I don't want to, I'm lazy," she said stubbornly.

Kurt sighed. "Fine, now can I doctor you?"

Kitty nodded. "Yup. Take it away, Dr. Wagner."

She gently got back up on her knees, letting her bangs cover her blush. It didn't work out so well.

"Kitty…" Kurt gestured for her to hurry, avoiding her eyes.

"Oh yeah… sorry…"

She gently lifted her shirt up just enough so Kurt could bandage the cut she had there. It was beginning to scab over already, but every movement she made caused it to tear back open and bleed. Kurt forced his hands to move, despite the awkwardness. Inside, he loved every second of it of course, but on the outside he was blushing insanely. He unraveled some of the bandage and gently wove it around Kitty's waist, being as gentle as he possibly could. It still didn't stop Kitty from wincing. The bandage hurt as it rubbed against the cut. She also had to hold back the urge to giggle. Kurt's furry hands tickled on her stomach.

And before long, Kurt had the bandages safely secured, holding the antibiotics against the wound. He reluctantly let his arms fall back to his side, unable to hold back a grin. Kitty lowered her shirt again and lay back down in the bed before grinning softly.

"Zhere, you're all fixed," he said softly.

"Now, it's the doctor's turn to get fixed."

Kurt raised an eyebrow.

"Vhat are you talking about?" he asked, confused.

Kitty shot him an 'I'm-Not-Stupid' glance and he had to look away. He sat down beside her on the bed.

"Your leg, your tail; you're hurt," Kitty told him.

Kurt shrugged. "I've dealt viz zings much vorse."

Now it was Kitty's turn to raise an eyebrow.

"Care to go into details?" she probed.

Kurt shook his head. "Not today; maybe someday, but not today."

"How about tomorrow?" Kitty teased.

Kurt shrugged. "I don't know, maybe."

Kitty grabbed Kurt's tail from behind him causing him to tense up. She brought it out in front of her and winced. The tail, at least half way down, had a deep purplish black bruise and it was definitely bent the wrong way at a 70 degree angle at that one part. Curious, Kitty ran a finger over the bent edge. Kurt's shiver was covered by a wince.

"Kurt, I'm no doctor, but that looks broken," Kitty observed.

Kurt nodded. "Ja… I noticed… um, I suggest you turn away for a second."

Kitty shrugged and turned her head.

"What for?"

Kurt didn't answer at first, but he didn't have to. A sharp snap sounded, causing Kitty to wince and Kurt cried out. Kitty turned to face him, confused. He had his tail, now much straighter, in his hands. He had tears of pain in his eyes, but he blinked them away. Kitty's eyes widened.

"Kurt… why did you just…?" she asked, horrified.

"Just be lucky it vasn't my leg I vas fixing Kätzchen," he reminded her.

Kitty, quick as she could, grabbed the medical bandage.

"No way in hell am I letting you fixing your leg after that. Now lay down so I can fix it up."

Kurt laughed and lay down as he was told. True, his tail still hurt something awful, but at least now it looked straighter. He'd be sure to make a make-shift cast to keep it straight. This wasn't the first time he had broken his tail, and this surely wasn't the worst break it had ever gone through, but this was definitely the first time someone cared that it was broken.

XxXxX

~Young Justice~

Richard Grayson stepped out of the elevator doors and walked up to the empty receptionist's desk, confused. It was never empty. Where was Cassandra? Being the proper side kick he was, Richard looked both ways, saw no one, and creeped to the other side of her desk. He checked the calendar beside her computer and found today's date. It said that she had all week off. That meant that she wouldn't know where Batman was either. Angrily, Robin almost punched Cassandra's desk. He stopped himself just in time though. He was a good boy. He didn't want to do that.

Instead he stormed off to the locked door of Bruce Wayne, the head of Wayne Tech. Once again, he checked to make sure no one was around. He didn't want to be caught snooping. Once Richard was sure that he was alone, he walked up to the door and looked at the lock. It was a pass code thing. Richard closed his aqua eyes and thought hard. What would Batman's password be? Several ideas surfaced in Robin's mind so he tried them all.

Batman. Access denied.

GothamCity. Access denied.

Robin. Access denied.

Robin frowned. What could it be? It had to be something personal, and according to the pass code, it had to be made of only letters. Robin sighed. He had one last idea.

RichardGrayson.

The door made a strange click and unlocked. Richard cheered silently before gently easing the door open and peering about his adoptive father's office. It was clean, neat and in order, as it always had been. Nothing seemed out of place. Robin advanced forward, his eyes scanning the office. Not a spec of dust, no loose paper, no family pictures… it was a bit suspicious, even for Batman. Robin walked over to Batman's desk and looked over it. Inside, he felt his heartbreak. In movies, the people in the offices always had a picture of their families on their desk. Batman didn't have any pictures.

Robin took a deep breath and looked over the desk for any mention of where Batman could be. When he saw that there was no calendar, he cautiously opened the drawers of the desk. They were all empty. There were no loose papers, no folders, and no pictures. It depressed him to a point of almost no return. He snapped himself back and turned to the computer on his mentor's desk. Robin didn't hesitate to pull back his hoodie sleeve, revealing the miniature computer like thing he wore on his wrist, just like his communicator.

He pulled a small cord from it and plugged it into the side of Batman's computer. He then turned the computer on. Before the computer would switch to its normal screen, it required a password. Robin didn't hesitate this time. His fingers flew fast against the small keyboard that popped up. Within seconds, Robin was on Batman's computer. Then, before he could do anything else, the computer's screen saver popped up. Robin was unable to mask a grin. The screen saver was the 'family portrait' he and Batman had taken last year. They were both standing together, shoulder to mid-arm, smiles on their faces. Robin had to shake his head to snap from the illusion the picture had set in his mind.

"Focus," he scolded himself, his fingers moving rapidly against his holographic keyboard.

The computer quickly responded. Files popped up, minused down, were exited out of, reopened just as fast as Robin preformed the action. Robin noticed that Batman's computer was pretty empty. Like he had suspected, there had been no mention of where Batman was. Robin frowned to himself and unhooked the cord from the computer. In response, the computer shut down. With a sigh, Robin put the cord back where it belonged and activated his communicator. He called Wally. The red head answered almost immediately.

"Hey Rob, any luck?" his best friend asked.

Robin shook his head. "No, nothing yet. Tell the others to come meet me at Gotham Academy as soon as you all can."

Wally nodded. "You aren't at your school, are you?"

Robin shook his head. "No, I'm not. Just hurry up."

And with that, Robin cut the connection. The image of Wally flickered and died. Robin masked the communicator with his hoodie sleeve. He ran out of his mentor's office and relocked the door, before heading to the elevator. His hands slipped into his hoodie pocket and he felt the familiar shape of his mask. He clutched it tightly as he watched the elevator doors closed.

XxXxX

Batman's eyes opened weakly. He winced almost instantly.

"Oh God," he whispered in pain.

His body felt like it had been hacked at by Jason. It stung, burnt and everything else in-between.

"I second that," Logan's voice echoed.

He felt no pain anymore because of how fast his body healed, but for now, the huge IV like needle sticking from his arm hurt. It was pulling stuff from his body that wasn't blood and he could tell. It wasn't red. It was more purplish gray. He just wanted to be back at the Mansion. He hoped the others were okay. Batman wanted no more then to pull the needle out of his stomach, but he couldn't move his arms. Whatever it was, it was pumping something into him that stung horribly.

"Wolverine, we have to get out of here," Batman decided through gritted teeth.

Logan laughed weakly before wincing. "When you figure it out, I'm all ears bub."

And with that, silence filled the prison once again.

Alright, two things. One, should I lengthen the scenes of the X-Men and Young Justice so more can get done per chapter, or should I go back to the original way, or do you like it like this?

And like I said, any movie recommendations would be appreciated! No matter the rating! Seriously, even if it's rated R for SC or Nudity, I can still make it work! I just need a movie (or two).

-FrankandJoe3