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Chapter 15: Foolishness

I walked up the steps to the main entrance of Wayne manor, careful not to ruin my shoes. I had absolutely no idea what to expect from Bruce tonight; none whatsoever. I must admit that I am a bit scared. For one thing, I didn't mean to make him angry. It was just a friendly lunch, nothing more. Somehow I will have to get something out of him tonight. The absolute truth that caused his sour attitude, which of course that it was caused by my foolishness.

Before I could knock, Alfred was already at the door, greeting me with a warm smile.

"Good evening Miss Violet." Alfred still kept his kind smile upon his face as he stepped aside to let me enter.

"Good evening Alfred, how has Bruce been treating you? Good, I hope." I laughed as we embraced. Both our laughs echoed through out the grand parlor.

"Very well, he is like a son to me. Come, master Wayne will be down in a few minutes. Would you like anything?" Alfred asked kindly, he was far better than my actual father.

"No, thank you. Tell me what is going on with Bruce, because I think I kind of upset him this afternoon." I was really afraid, Bruce did have a temper, but not as bad as Jasper's. And there was no doubt in my mind that Bruce told Alfred what happened today at the restaurant.

Alfred looked puzzled. "No, he came straight home and locked himself in the cav-, I mean the study. What happened between you two love birds?"

I smiled sheepishly at Alfred and bit my bottom lip. "Well to me, it was nothing really, but you know how he is. Harvey Dent invited me out to lunch, we were having a good time until Bruce showed up. He became upset because I was there with Harvey. That is my guess." I shrugged anxiously waiting for Bruce.

"My guess is that he is angry that you don't trust him enough. The man does love you too much." replied Alfred sincerely. He spoke of Bruce's love for me as that of an obessesion now. Maybe it was, because mine was getting to that point. And much to my dismay that lust for Batman was eating me away inside.

"I know. But like I told him..I need some time. All I ask from him is time." I took a seat on the silk settee. My hands were trembling. What would I say to him? How should I react to his childish behavior. Well, in some sense I understand as to why he is angry. I will just have to wait and see.

Alfred and I stayed quiet for a few moments until we heard footsteps. Bruce graced us with his presence of a god. He looked well, though a bit stressed as he ran his hand through his hair. He came up to me and took my hand into a tight grasp.

"Come with me." He whispered lowly into my ear.

"Alright." I replied and turned back to Alfred. "Good night, Alfred." My eyes were pleading to him, hoping that Bruce won't get amgry.

We arrived to his study and he let go of my hand. I stood stil, like a statue and watched him. To tell the truth, the wait was agony.

"I don't understand you and yet I love you so dearly." He said sternly, looking out the tall windows overlooking the gardens that almost resembled the lavish ones inf Versailles.

"Bruce, you know I am not an easy person. But what is that supposed to mean- and yet I still love you?" I eyed him, my temper and passion were on the rise to its highest point.

Bruce turned back to me, his expression cool and resentful. "It means that you say you love me but you don't trust. That even though you set these restrictions and hardly trust me, I still love you. And all of a sudden you trust a complete stranger!" I flinched as his voice was that of a hiss.

"I don'ttrust him. Harvey is just a friend and he was interested in the art gallery." I was so angry but I decided to calm down. It would be wise that I did. I was tired of arguing with Bruce, there was no point at times because much to out pride; which we could not hold for long, we would end up in eachother's arms. "What is so wrong with that?" I rose my brow.

He sighed and looked straight into my sapphires. "You know what nothing, just forget this even happened." Bruce quickly gave up. I could tell that he was hiding something from me.

Bruce began to walk past me, but I took hold of his arm. "You're hiding something, I can see it in your eyes. No more secrets, remember." I stated clearly. If we were starting fresh, then there would be no reason to keep secrets from eachother.

He nodded. "You're right."

"Then, what is the problem?" It was imperative for me know, if not we would never get over this. It would be an endless cycle of lies. He looked at me more calm but knowingly. "Are you jealous of Harvey Dent?"

Silence.

The silence answered everything. My melodic laugh filled the gloomy study; it seemed to brighten up. Bruce had a look of disapproval upon his handsome features. I was still having my fit f laughter when suddenly his lips were upon mine. I did not expect this kind of reaction from him at all. The least that I would have expected him to do was to just ignore me or walk away. His lips moved more passionately against mine and I loved every minute of it. This kiss was more urgent, needy, as if we have not kissed at all. My mind became hazy as he slowly moved me to the couch.

I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck. Bruce's lips began to trail down my nape as my breathing came out in gasps. Bruce quickly rose up to face me.

"Are you alright? All of a sudden your breathing became short."

I shook my head. "I'm fine, I guess I forgot to breathe." I caressed his cheekbone, making him smirk.

"Well don't forget because then I wouldn't know what to do without you." He claimed my lips once more. "I love you, Vi." Bruce whispered seductively against my ear, making me sink further into the leather couch.

"As do I, but I hate to break this moment." I said as I broke away from the kiss.

"Where could you possibly be going at this hour." Bruce kept kissing my neck, a tactic to make me stay.

I gently pushed off Bruce. "I have an early morning tomorrow. I am planning to re-open my art gallery."

Bruce smiled in surprise. "That sounds great. I am glad you are doing it."

"I know, it seems like the right time." I stood and walked over to the door, with Bruce in tow. I turned to face him, he gently pushed me up against the door frame, placing his hands on each side."Will I see you tomorrow?" I asked breathlessly.

"Yes, especially all night." He smirked deviously.

"Sounds promising." I laughed as he placed a lock of my hair behind my ear. I looked up into his eyes and for an instant, I felt as if I was looking at the old Bruce, the man I had fallen for, the man I still love so dearly.

"Oh it will be." His smirk was still upon his face and he leaned in to kiss me sweetly. "Good night."

"Good night." I replied and walked away with a smile still gracing my lips.

I arrived to my place of solace, content to know that I could hide away with my thoughts. My mind was exhausted of thinking what was right and what was wrong. if it was fair that I had feelings for a man that saved me three times. A man I did not know and who could probably be a psycho. But he was not one, there was something about him that seemed so familiar, I felt that I knew him so well. How lucky he is to wear a mask and hide his emotions, but everything was said through his eyes. Pain flickered them every night.

I sighed and dressed into my silk blue night dress, tying a robe around me. I piled my smooth black hair into a loose bun and headed for the balcony that over looked Gotham city. I needed to clear my head, I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, then slowly exhaled. I repeated the same action three times. It did no good, but what else could I do?

"Are you alright?" I flung my eyes open as I heard the rich deep velvet voice. There, inches away from me was Batman.

I put my hand over my chest. "Do you always intrude on people, haven't your heard of thing called privacy, perhaps?"

Silence.

"You know, I stopped getting into trouble so that I wouldn't have anymore encounters with you. Can you just leave me be." I tapped my foot and crossed my arms over my chest. My heart was beating faster as he stood and came closer to me. I backed up against the wall, he had me cornered. His gloved hand brushed lightly against my cheek. "What are you doing?"

"Shh." Was all he said and kissed me. His kiss was sensual and mind blowing. Without realizing that my hands ran up and down his covered chest which was shaped beautifully with muscles. He pressed his body against mine, caressing my thigh with one hand and the other my face. My mind was blank, but then Bruce's face came into my mind so I pushed away.

"I can't do this, please just go. If you stay this will lead us to something we both will regret later." I pleaded as he was still so very close to me, tempting me to do things. "Please."

"You shouldn't regret what we are doing now, its something you have longed for." He replied darkly.

"I love someone, but you have made it more difficult. That is why I ask you to leave." I was trembling with delight of him saying that he would not regret it but I couldn't betray Bruce, I had agreed with all my heart to give ourselves a second chance and I was not going to blow it away with my lustful foolishness, it would not be fair. But yet, somehow deep within me, a part of me yearned for this...this Batman.

"I can't say that I love you just yet, but I want you. You are truly something rare. You are becoming my obsession." He said as he let go of me and slipped into the darkness of the night full of crime and danger.