A/N: Well, I hope this one is better than the last. This was definitely more enjoyable to write. And it is sort of a continuation, or flashback I guess, of one of the parts in Day 10. It was such a funny idea, I had to go back and write what would have happened between the two.

Day 14: Friends

Characters: Kaldur, Roy, and a bit of Wally

Rating: K+? (No cursing, I think...)

Genre: Friendship (bromance!), a bit of angsty fluff?

Embarrassing. It had gotten to a point where he seemed to have just a permanent heater on his face, due to the multiple times this has happened. Confusing as the situation was, he didn't know whether to be proud or pitied that he still did not know how to put the infernal contraption on -yes, it very much was a form of punishment from some higher entity- and needed the extra help to boot.

Lips pursed, he huffed a strand of hair away from his face, only to have it fall back into place. Honestly...it was irrational to have hair this long! An arm crossed over his chest to cover up and save the very little dignity he had left.

"Roy?"

He looked around the door frame to address his only friend at the moment...who seemed to be staring intensely at the wall beside his head.

The red head pulled his eyes away from whatever that item was and looked at him. "What?"

With the other arm, Kaldur held up the thing he despised the most beside himself with a sheepish grin on his face. If there was one thing he had learned, it was how to make those certain facial expressions that got boys to do things for him, thanks to Artemis.

It was an amusing sight to witness when Roy's face flamed a bright red while he weakly replied with an "Again?"

Kaldur frowned, a bit irritated at his friend's reaction to his request. This was a common occurrence, surely it was enough to become a formed routine in their friendship. "Well, since you have so much experience with taking these things off, it would only be reasonable that you keep on helping me." He didn't even think twice about telling the red head his thoughts on the subject matter.

"Oh come on, Kal! You should know how to put that on. I mean, I even bought you the ones that latch in the front to make it easier for you." Even if Roy managed to make a pleading look, Kaldur was not swayed and kept the annoyed look on his face.

"Fine," he grumbled loudly, bounding over to the blonde to join him inside the makeshift changing room that was his closet.

Kaldur tightened the arm around his chest and handed Roy the piece of clothing with equal amount of blush that ran all the way to his toes. The both of them avoided eye contact as Roy fumbled with it for a bit.

"What the hell? This is one of the ones that I bought for you last time!"

Kaldur just shrugged one shoulder before he went into the first part of the procedure, which was to turn around and lift up his arms shoulder height.

They had an awkward way of putting the thing on, with Roy trying to blindly put his hands through the loops and settle both straps on his shoulders. Kaldur's blush only deepened when he felt the archer's cold finger tips brush his skin clumsily, a sign that the other boy wanted to get this done and over with as soon as possible. But it did feel like an eternity to the both of them, an eternity of burning humiliation.

When the cups were close, Kaldur brought his hands up to form the same shape and press them to his skin. He turned silently, and watched, with morbid fascination, at the way Roy's hands very carefully reached up to tug at the ends of the cups and bring the two clasps together, until they were fastened in the correct way that the piece of clothing was designed for.

For a moment, Kaldur had his hands cupped to his chest while Roy stared down in that same intense look that usually was reserved for a certain blonde archer who had a habit of walking away from the red head in the most inopportune times when they had very heated arguments.

"Roy I need a-"

The both of them were startled into movement. Kaldur, hurriedly put on the shirt that he had planned to wear, while Roy moved protectively in front of the other boy to protect him from the admiring eyes of their intruder.

Wally gave a very appreciative whistle when Kaldur stepped around Roy with an awkward cough.

"Hellooo nurse!"

Kaldur just blinked at the other boy in confusion, having no idea that he was just hit on by a very commonly used -by Wally only- pop reference. Roy, on the other hand, smacked his fellow red head on the back of his head in annoyance.

In this form, the Atlantean had gained a habit of tugging on his elongated hair when he felt majorly uncomfortable. "Is there something that you need, Wally?"

Wally gave him a very lecherous grin and a comical motion with his eyebrows, but before he could even answer Kaldur's question -with a very perverted comment, no doubt- Roy grabbed the speedster by the collar of his shirt and growled. "How many times have I banned you from coming here when Kaldur gets gender swapped? Honestly, she should get a restraining order against you. You're really not making your relationship any easier."

Wally flushed and so did Kaldur, but that didn't give him any reason to stop looking at him until Roy dragged him out of the room, much to Kaldur's relief. It was true though...what Roy had said. Kaldur had started to gain an interest on the speedster. He had started to do the traditional courting, but whenever he got turned into this form...it sort of complicated things between the two, thus forcing Kaldur to board with Roy for the duration of the spell.

This time, when he had been attacked by this recurring spell, it had been on a dual mission with his own mentor and not with his team. So when he had been forced to change, he had fled to Roy's apartment right away, with only so much as a small memo for Batman.

The event that had just happened was one of the reasons why he chose to come here discretely. Roy, ever being the true and longest land friend, had taken his presence in stride and often treated him as if he were the same, much to Kaldur's relief.

He listened on the commotion of the arguing red heads. Roy with his brash comments and Wally's unwillingness, but in the end, the door slammed, followed by an eerie silence, a sure sign of the speedster's departure.

"God, I need another drink," he heard his best friend mutter loudly, his cue to exit the bedroom safely.

"That is unhealthy for you, especially at a young age," Kaldur replied as he walked over to the couch and gracefully sat himself on the sofa.

Roy came back to sit across from him, a glass of clear liquid in one hand. "I earned it, what with the commotion you seem to bring every time you come around, which, I might add, I should start charging you for."

"Apologies."

Roy smirked, "So when are you going to officially settle things with Kid Mouth? It's so obvious, it hurts to watch. At least that's what Artemis tells me, which leads her to coming over here for some drama relief," he tilted his drink to him, "and I thank you for that."

Kaldur rolled his eyes. "I am grateful for your concern on my nonbudding relationship with the Flash's partner."

"That's what I'm here for."

God...why was he here again?

"No, but seriously Kal, you should just snatch the kid and have your wicked way with him. And, I'm willing to bet he wouldn't mind with how you are now. I'm pretty sure that'll get him to shut up for awhile."

Kaldur glared back at Roy, who in turn raised both his hands in a surrendering motion. "Not everything can be solved by sex, Roy."

"Hey, it works for me and Artemis."

"But I am not in a dysfunctional relationship, now am I?"

"Ow, you know, I like it better when you're a guy. I think when it comes to being a woman, you have no sense of hiding your bluntness. But I guess your body makes up for that."

They said nothing, letting their playful banter fall into a comfortable silence. Which was one of the things that they enjoyed about their companionship. They had pretty much clicked when they met.

"Hey, Kal..."

"Hmm?"

"You should ask Wally out on a date. I think I can see a bit of gay in him."

His eyes zeroed in on the red head's neck and, instantly, came up with five different ways to make the archer suffer. "I do not know whether to take that in stride or be highly offended by that comment."

"No really. You don't want things to end up like the Tula incident. Take him now or forever be swamped in heartache."

Thoughts raced through his mind, much to his confusion. That had been his worry. Move now or later? Apparently, his friend was giving him the get go...wonderful...

"When I change back, I will ask him."

Roy nodded letting a slight pause form before he stated, "Good. Now about your payment for my oh so whimsical advice."

"I think someone has had too much to drink."

The hand that held the now empty glass slammed onto the arm rest of the chair that he was vacating. "We must honor the BroCode, and honor we shall!"

Kaldur ran a hand through his hair while he muttered, "Not this again," before he neutrally stared at his tipsy friend.

"And what, pray tell, should I pay you with, oh wise Roy Harper?"

"Rule 151 of the BroCode, if a bro just so happens to turn female, a bro is obligated to feel said bro's breasts, however small they are. But the both of us know that yours are actually a pretty decent size."

Kaldur frowned, "I find that hard to believe that there is more than 150 rules in the BroCode. And none of those are what you have just stated."

Roy shrugged nonchalantly, "I added that last one."

"I figured as much..." damn, he was contemplating it, "Artemis will become mad if she found out."

"Then she won't."

And that was where Kaldur came to a roadblock. "But I do believe it does not apply to me...or, would it not cancel out, since there is a female version of the BroCode?"

Roy looked up at his splattered ceiling with recognition, "Ahh, the Chick Code."

"I think it would be best if I did not let you." His arm motioned to his chest with as much composure as he could muster.

"Touché."

They sat in silence again, both studied different patterns on the two different rugs that covered the living room floor.

"I'm getting another drink. Want a glass?"

Kaldur sighed, "Why not?"

A/N: And thus a snippet of the awesome bro-ness that is Roy and Kaldur. It was fun to write them, and I do apologize if Roy became OOC later at the end. *laughs* I actually had to do some research on the Bro-Code, and was surprised that that rule wasn't on there. It also led me to the knowledge of the Chick Code, which is an answer to my thoughts from yesterday's post, go figure!

So, hopefully, I can write something tomorrow, if my prolonged homework doesn't get the best of me. ;D