A/N: Typed on my BlackBerry late at night. Errors galore. I'll correct 'em on a computer when I get the chance.
Disclaimer: Don't own them.
To be honest, I really didn't want Kid Flash to be lurking around my apartment. With exams approaching near the corner, I couldn't afford another distraction. This "diversion" was being one hell of an annoying person if you ask me.
Like I mentioned before, every time he visits, I have to re-stock the shelves with food. Does he purposely want me to starve? Bastard. Good thing I ordered takeout from a pizza-slash-Chinese restaurant.
I'll admit, he is a good friend...when he's not talking ninety miles an hour or looking through my belongings and scattering them on the floor... Alongside Robin; they've both been loyal to me. The only thing I want to know at this point is why KF insist inviting himself over every so often. Does he think I get lonely? I don't. I swear.
I'm not the type to rely on anyone. That quit months ago when I resigned from the league. I think Robin, KF, M'gann, and Kaldur should have followed suit. Even Artemis and Superboy after they were recruited in this whole 'team' should have too. Why they chose to remain under Batman's control is beyond me. I think they can do much better than that. "Covert" missions? Give 'em something real for once. The fact that they let *him* push them around is disturbing. Does he have some sort of freakin' mind control device on them?
Never mind. I already know the answer. They want to prove their selves worthy to their protégés. Bull. Shit. If you want to prove yourself worthy, work on your own. Only ask for help if you absolutely need it, not because you want it.
Here I am, getting carried away by something's that is not entirely my business. Typical. What I need to focus on is that peculiar red head dressed in his super hero outfit. Speaking of him...where did he go?
"Wally?" I call out as I turn my head in the direction of the living room.
Silence.
I try again, except my voice is a little rambunctious and out of hand instead of calm or "imperturbable" as I originally wanted it to be. "Wallace Rudolph West. If you don't tell me where you are in the next five seconds, for so help me I will hunt you down and hang you on the rooftops!"
A cool burst of wind and the sound of a door being thrown wide open let me know of his rapid appearance.
That was fast.
"I'm back!" He exhaled at the top of his lungs. "Look at what I picked up." Sure enough, it was our takeout. Eight meat lovers for Wally to keep him satisfied, and one supreme pizza for me to consume all by myself—that is, if he doesn't manage to swipe it out of my hands. Ha. I got to give props to the guy; he managed to deliver them without tripping or falling. Those pizzas should last him what, fifteen seconds?
I say ten seconds. I'm being generous here.
"You couldn't wait the extra twenty minutes for the delivery to arrive?"
Wally sat the boxes down on the table, opening one for himself as he re-situated himself back in the couch he was previously sitting at. "I forgot to tell you," He spoke in between bites, "I'm really hungry, Speedy."
"It's. Red. Arrow." If you want to make me livid, feel free to call me by my previous identity. Go ahead. Make my day.
"Whatever. Fine, I'll call you 'Red Arrow'. I'm hungry. Grab a slice and come watch TV with me, will ya?"
Sighing, I succumbed to the oleaginous nutriment I call a "heart attack waiting to happen" and settled down next to the human disposal known as Kid Flash. In between the commercials, I caught sight of the kid stuffing yet another round of pizzas in his face at an alarming rate. I glanced at the empty boxes and counted not one, but eight boxes of pizza obliterated by Kid Mouth.
"Again, your appetite never ceases to amaze me Kid Fatty."
"Hey!" For a few seconds, he looks offended, but instead playfully punched me in the arm. "I got to keep up with my metabolism or I'll die of starvation."
"I've heard that before. Look, I'm not really that hungry. You can take the rest of my pizza." You still look like you'll eat a live turkey, go ahead and take the rest.
"Something wrong, Red?" Not really, I'm not in the mood to clog my arteries right now. Dig in and enjoy that greasy disaster.
"You're appetite makes me sick." It's half-true and half-false. Okay, I lied. It doesn't bother me in the least bit.
"Oh, ha," He snaps back in a mocking tone. "Your smart attitude makes me sick."
Deciding between playing along with his little contention of who can make the best comeback, I realize I needed to take a long-overdue shower. Fighting off criminals near a harbor and running back and forth to college and home can really make you sweat. "I'll be right back. I got to shower off the grime from today's work."
"Have fun with that. I'll cleanup for ya." Wally picked up the remnants of the empty pizza boxes and discarded them in the compacter. "Would you look at that, all done in under three-point-four seconds? I think we have a new record."
"Congratulations, I guess. Talk to ya when I get out of the shower. Maybe I'll even let you join if you behave." That ought to shut him up. I can tease, right?
"Dude! Not cool!" Wally's bugged out eyes and slack jawed face proved it worked. Was that a hint of lust in his eyes? Maybe I caught sight of it, maybe I didn't. You couldn't tell much with Kid Flash. The point is I freaked him out. That alone made my day.
"I'm kidding." For an added measure, I winked back at him before closing the door to the bathroom.
I seriously hope he doesn't take that for an invitation. I don't have anything wrong with showering with the same sex; he's a little too young for me. Maybe if he was older, less annoying, I'd say bring it on and show me what ya got.
Minutes after turning the shower on and stripping away my clothes, the soft creak of the door opening told a different story.
Wally took the gesture as an actual invitation. Smirking to myself, I opened the crimson red curtains to see an already half-naked Mr. West on the outside of the shower.
"Got room for one more, sexy?"
A/N: Dear God. Am I cheesy or what? I realize Roy is a bit OOC. I'm sorry for that. I tried my best to act like him, but also made him more friendly if you will...
I'm not going in to any details about the next scene. You can picture it yourself. Next chapter's in Wally's POV.