SO sorry for the super long wait D:

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"I'm sorry." Wally repeated for the 5th time that minute, his green eyes weary. Dick wiped away his tears, not looking the cancer-ridden boy in the eye. The ginger sighed and rubbed his temple, feeling a headache coming on.

"Dick, please." He said softly.

"You should have told me."

"I know. I'm sorry."

"It's o-ok."

Dick took in a shuddering breath, and Wally felt guilt bubble up inside of him. His best friend finally regained his composure and smiled slightly at the ginger. Dick drummed his fingers on his palm as a few nurses came in, preparing to run a few blood tests. He left the room and sat inside the waiting area.

To his surprise, Jade was right there, her green eyes gleaming. He flashed her a small grin.

"I have an idea." She said right away. He cocked his head to the side in confusion.

"Hm?"
"We should get your friend and my sister together, since they are so sick." Jade replied. Dick could sense she was desperate for her sister to be happy. He could see Wally's lonely face swim up in his mind.

"Good idea."

Within the hour, they arranged for the nurses to put them in the same room for therapy. Artemis needed to exercise her arm, and Wally needed to stretch his legs.

When the two got into the room, they stared at each other.

"Who the hell are you?" Artemis snapped.

"Me? This is my private session." Wally snapped back, his arms and legs frail looking thanks to the cancer. It ate away at his muscles and tissues, leaving him as skinny as a stick.

In truth, the blonde girl was pretty. The stress lines under her eyes made her seem older than she was. Her black eyes searched his face before she huffed and sat down.

"Well, since you're here, you can take off my bandage for me." She said to him. Wally obliged and helped take it off. He peeled the edges and dumped the little pile in the corner of the table.

She watched him, eyes sharp as a hawk. He managed a tired smile at her; the tests they had run on him were so long that they gave him an injection to keep him awake. Now, his body was awake but his mind was sleepy.

"I'm Wally." He introduced, hoping to break the ice.

"Artemis." She inclined her head.

"You're pretty." He said bluntly, then blinked. Oops. That hadn't meant to slip out. He ran a hand through his hair, a few ginger strands coming out. He sighed.

He could have sworn a slight blush passed over the blonde's face before she replied, "Do you say that to every dying girl?"

"Nope. Just the blonde ones." He regained some of his cocky composure by winking at her before dropping into the seat next to her.

"Plus, I'm dying too. 82 days to live." He grimaced. She stared.

"I have 82 days to live as well."

Their gazes met, and some spark of understanding passed between them. Her face softened. His lips curved upward. She tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. He cleared his throat.

"So, wanna go for lunch? I heard the mashed potatoes are to die for."

And that's how Artemis found herself walking to the cafeteria with a ginger guy. He was handsome, with that boyish smile and those bright green eyes. Green was one of her favorite colors.

It was nature's color—grass, trees, and plants—and now Wally's eyes.

"Told you it would work!" Jade playfully punched Dick in the shoulder, who was grinning. He winced a little at the older girl's strong punch.

They watched by the door as the blonde and the ginger talked and and hate-flirted. They actually didn't make such a bad couple. If only Wally wasn't so cocky and Artemis wasn't so sharp.

Over the next week, Wally and Artemis got to know each other and met frequently. It was almost as if there was a spark between the two that only they could sense and feel. They met almost every single day for therapy, and would talk and insult each other in a playful banter. Even though they were dying, they each were happy in their own ways.

So, short chapters now will be posted, but more frequently.

Review please.

~samx