Hi! Another twist! I am so bored... so I hope you don't mind another twist...? And um.. I used quite some vulgular words... So... Please don't read it if you... well, I just don't want the parents of underage children to PM me or sue me in court.

Love Story

Chapter 11:

"Your Majesty, your supper is ready. Do you wish to—"

"All right. I'm sick of wacthing this kid," King Trigon stomped away.

"Commander Slade, do you wish to join us? We've prepared your's too."

King Trigon bellowed, "Leave him to rot there."

Commander Slade bowed and spared Richard one last look before proceeding to the royal kitchen. Kori gave Rachel a winked before joining them.

Rachel sneaked out of her room and asked Mal Duncan [1] for help. He was a trusted guard who did not believe in using force to solve the problem. Rachel instructed him to sent Richard back to King Bruce and hired a doctor to follow him. She also passed him a piece of note, which was for King Bruce. Mal Duncan smiled and bowed before leaving the palace.

RxR

It was a fine morning. Raven woke up and stretched herself lazily. The first thing that she thought was Richard. Skipping her breakfast, she dressed herself and sneaked out of the palace with Mal Duncan and went to Gotham.

"Um..."

"We're from Azarath. I'm Rachel," Rachel panted as she spoke. She dare not tell the servant who answered the door that she was a princess, fearing that the servant would reject her.

Mal added, "We're here to visit Prince Richard."

"But King Bruce had instructed us not to welcome any Azarathians," the servant answered desperately.

"We're his friends," Rachel donned a serious expression on her face. "Please, let us in. I promise we'll not be here long enough for King Bruce to notice us."

"All right, well, honestly, he actually said that a few Azarathians can set foot into the palace."

Rachel grinned as the servant took them to Richard's room. "This way, please."

RxR

"Prince Richard hasn't woke up since yesterday. Apparently, someone sent his him back and still hired a doctor to check on him. We do not know his or her name, if you two know who the helpful soul is, please do tell us. We would like to thank our benefactor," the servant said.

Mal and Rachel looked at each other. "Seems like you wanted to be alone with Prince Richard, then I'd better leave."

Rachel called out to the servant, "Wait! What's your name?"

"Babara."

"Mal." The trustworthy guard got the sign and left the room.

Rachel's gaze wandered all over Richard's body. His arm were bandaged, so did his leg, his head, and his stomach. She could see dried blood coming out from the corner of his mouth. There were purple-ish bruises all over his body. She placed her hand gently on his face, it was hot. He must've gotten a cold yesterday.

She went to the kitchen and took an ice bag and put it on his forehead. She cleaned his face with water and sighed. "I'm sorry..."

Just then, Mal knocked on the door and whispered, "Princess! King Bruce is here!"

Rachel hastily promptly and ran out of the palace.

Bruce went in Richard's room and his eyes widen as he saw not only an ice bag was placed on Richard's forehead, his face was cleaned and there was a basin of water beside the bed.

"Babara, did you do all this?" Bruce pointed at the basin of water.

The innocent maid shook her head and Bruce smirked.

RxR

"Oh, it's you again!"

Rachle smiled and greeted, "Hi Babara! How's Richard?"

The maid sulked, "Well, he hasn't woke up yet. The doctor said he has broken some bones, he'll be fine. The doctor put some kind of drugs that relieves his fever while asleep. By the way, are you the one who helped him clean up his wounds or...?"

Rachel thought for a while, not knowing whether should she tell her. She finally came to a decision, "Uh... Yes, please don't tell anyone about it."

"Well... Okay," Babara smiled.

Rachel cleaned Richard's face again, and well, apologized and talked to him. She somehow felt guilty and shameful. She left a while later.

RxR

"Arghh..."

"F... Father...?"

"Richard! Oh, for God's sake! Stop moving! You haven't fully recovered yet."

Richard looked down, filled with shame. "Father, I..."

"I know, son. You got into a fight with Slade and Trigon."

Richard was shocked, "How did you know?"

"I know more then you do," Bruce chuckled.

Meanwhile, Rachel was visiting Richard again. The cheerful servant led her to Richard's room.

Richard groaned, "Father, I... I've bring shame to the family and the country. Please forgive me."

"It's not your fault either—"

"It's all that Rachel's fault!"

Rachel, who had been standing outside the door stiffened.

"Son, you must learn to stop pushing the blame to others."

"No, Father. It really was her fault! If she hadn't tell her father, I wouldn't be in this horrible state. Her dearest father and the stupid commander won't beat me up into this! Why can't she just understand me? I've tolerated her for the whole time. Did she do anything for me? No. All she did was to complain all the things to her father. At first I thought it was my fault the other day, but now I know that she was actually the one who is barbaric, just like her father. How stupid am I to think that we are meant to be together," Richard slammed his fist on his bed for emphasis. "Anyway, she's the daughter of that evil and ugly and subborn and violent beast. The world is big, there's a million of pretty girls out there. I can choose whoever I want and I'll really be happy if she goes to hell. I'm sick of her. I am sick of that whore, that bitch! And I hate that freak!"

Rachel couldn't stand it anymore, she bolted out of the palace.

"Rachel!" Babara called out. What she said caught the attention of Bruce and Richard.

"What the?" Richard snorted, "Let her go. She deserves it."

"You know, son. She's the one who sent you back and still hired a doctor to look after you. She visited you every day too, son."

"What? Father, you seriously believed every word she said? She must have been lying. Like I've said she's the daughter of Trigon. It's natural for her to lie."

"Son, look at this," Bruce took out a note form his pocket and pass to Richard.

King Bruce,

I'm sorry for what happened to Richard. I apologize on the behalf of my father and his commade. Please forgive them. I have hired a doctor to look after him. He'll visit him every day until he has fully recovered. And please, I would appreciate if you keep this from Richard.

Thank you.

-Rachel of Azarath

"She must have faked the letter," Richard said in feign ignorance.

"She did send a doctor to check on you and visit you every day," Babara butted in.

"See? She's a nice girl. She's not like her father. You have just hurt her," Bruce sighed and shook his head.

"Damn!"

[1] Remember him? Hes featured in the earlier chapter.

Yepp. Babara is the maid. I just don't know which character the maid should be, so I just wrote Babara because I am bored. And can you believe it? A princess doing all the work... Hm... She must be deeply in love with that retarded Richard.

Well...? Nice? Bad? Pathetic? Crappy?