"Finally, we get to parrrr-tay! Good thing Bats invited all of us. I thought he was serious about not inviting me to his next party."

John sighed. "Wally, you nearly destroyed the ballroom, frightened the older guests, and managed to flirt with every single girl in the room. The tabloids wrote that all the men of the League were heartbreakers because of you!"

"Well," Wally ran his hand through his free, red hair. "I have been known as a heartbreaker. Also devastatingly gorgeous, possibly sculpted from stone, aaaaaand," He paused for dramatic effect. "Amazing in bed."

Despite his mood, John laughed. "You are something else, you know that?"

Wally shrugged and leaned back in the sofa and kicked his feet up on the coffee table. Only to have them pushed off by John. "I believe that 'something else' is amazing. That's what all the ladies call me and I have to live up to it."

It was the night of the ball and three members of the League decided to get ready at John's. After the three dressed and prepared to leave, J'onn noticed the color Wally had chosen. "Green?"

Wally quickly looked down, then back up at J'onn. "So?"

John scoffed.'So?' I'm the Green Lantern. Green. You're Flash, you're supposed to be wearing red."

He pointed at his face. "Look at my covered face. Red!"

"Look at your tie!"

"I'm in love!" Wally blurted.

In his surprise, John laughed. "Love? With who?"

Wally threw his hands up towards the sky. "The most beeeeeeeautiful girl in the world. Well, not girl. She's a woman. With bright green hair, the most gorgeous figure, amazing accent. She makes my heart beat faster. My heart. Can you believe that? The best part? She's Brazilian! That's so exotic."

"Kid, you are crazy. If you want her that bad, you're going to have to tell her."

J'onn nodded. "I agree. If you do not, you may lose your chance with her."

Wally groaned and slumped back into the couch. John looked at his watch nervously. If they didn't leave now, they'd be late. Oh well, the Kid needed help.

"I can't. Every time I see her, I actually freeze. The fastest man alive can't move. He can hardly breathe. I just want to throw off my mask and show her the real me. But she could never love a fool like me."

"How on earth do you know that?"

"I joke around. That's my thing. From what I hear, Fire doesn't joke, especially when she's on a mission. She won't be able to take me seriously because she won't believe me when I'm trying to be serious. It would be a disaster."

"Flash, she does like to joke around. I am sure your humor would be perfect for her." Wally smiled as J'onn said that.

"Thanks J'onn."

John clapped Wally's back. "Let's talk about this later. If we don't leave now, Bruce is going to kill you."

"Me? Why only me if we're both late?"

John laughed. "He sees us come late with you, the fastest man alive who can't get anywhere on time, he'll know it was your fault."

The two men laughed and the martian chuckled. Then, the trio made their way out the door. Both Flash and John had the thoughts of the ones they wanted to be with on their minds…

"We look fucking hot. If I were a guy, I'd totally do us."

Shayera scoffed and choked on her laughter. "What is wrong with you? Are you high?"

Katie put a false pout on her face and leaned towards Shayera. "Aw come one babe. I give you a compliment and all I get is a wild accusation?"

With her bare foot, she pushed Katie away. "It wasn't an accusation, just a question."

She left Shayera to finish putting her shoes on and continued to look at her image in the mirror. "Whatever. Sticks and stones babe sticks and stones." She turned back to Shayera. "Are you ready yet? Damn, you're slower than my grandmother, and she's dead!"

"Bite me. If you continue to rush me, I swear I'll go slower."

After she finished Shayera walked up to the mirror and pushed Katie out of the way. She looked herself over and found that she approved. Her dress was a cocktail dress. It was strapless and went down to her knees. The fabric was smooth and skin tight. It was all black. The only color was on her left side. It was a swirling design that started right under her armpits and went halfway down her side. The pattern swirled elegantly and was striking, mainly because of its color. Bright emerald green with a metallic effect.

"Well damn. You make me want to change and redo me. I look like shit next to you."

"Katie, you're fine. Besides, we don't have enough time. If you go and redo yourself, we'll be late."

Katie scoffed. "Like I care. The later we go, the longer time we have together." Her eyes started to tear up. "This is our last night together. I want to have fun."

"We will. I promise. We'll both drink and dance and make from of Old Man Wayne behind his back."

"And throw food at the old farts that fall sleep?" Katie asked wiping at her eye.

Shayera smiled and nodded. "And throw food at all the old farts, even if they're still awake."

"You really are the best friend I've ever had."

"Right back at you babe." Shayera took her best friend into her arms. "Alright, enough. We really need to go.

Katie sniffled. "It's not my fault you're the bitch who makes people cry."

The friends burst out laughing. "Since it's my last night, you know what you should do?"

She gave Shayera a skeptical look. "I hope it's not what I think you want."

Shayera nodded. "You bet it is." She held out her hand. "I've been dying to drive your Camaro."

"Uh uh. Hell to the goddamn no! You don't know how to drive!"

"So? I'll learn on the way!"

Katie put her hand over her eyes and with the other; she dropped the keys into Shayera's awaiting hand. "If I didn't see myself give you the keys, it's like it never happened."

"Oh, it happened alright. Hell yeah! Let's go!"

Barely giving Katie enough time to grab her purse, Shayera ran out the door and dove right in to the driver's seat. As Katie got in, Shayera noticed her mumbling something and that her eyes were closed.

"What are you saying?"

Katie kept her eyes closed. "I'm praying! I'm asking God to help you drive. I don't want to die now! I need sex still. Or at least a boyfriend!"

Shayera hit her playfully. "And you call me the bitch." She flipped her the bird and Katie only stuck her tongue out.

The next sounds were only that of the tires screaming as Shayera pressed as hard as she could on the gas.

"Master Bruce? The Princess is ready."

Bruce Wayne immediately stood and brushed some imaginary lint of his shoulder. Then he rolled his shoulders in anticipation. He felt nervous, jittery, and ready to pull his hair out and hide at the same time. Tonight would be so important. It would be the night that they would be public. No longer would they be a rumor. They would become an official couple.

The second he heard her delicate footsteps begin the journey down the grand staircase, Bruce felt his heart constrict and his breathing stop. He couldn't wait to see her. He had no idea what she would be wearing. Alfred had said nothing. He only chose a dark blue tie for him to wear. Bruce naturally assumed that she would be in a dark blue dress. And he was right. He also assumed that she would be breath taking. Once again, he was right.

The moment he laid his eyes on her, he felt like his jaw was going to drop. Thankfully, clenching his fists and digging the nails into his palm stopped that. His gaze started on her hair and traveled down her body.

Her raven black hair was pulled into a bun but not before being curled. Then her beautiful face. Not one bit of make-up was visible, just the way he liked it. Around her neck was a beautiful blue and white beaded necklace almost two inches thick. Attached to it was her dress. The fabric went from the necklace and covered her breast, leaving a line of skin visible in the middle of her chest. The fabric wrapped tightly against her stomach and waist, a pattern of silver beads was on her right hip. The dress loosened around her legs went all the way to the floor. The color was a beautiful dark blue, the exact shade of his tie.

"You look absolutely stunning."

Diana blushed and took the last few steps closer to him. "Alfred approved of the dress so I knew you would to."

He took his princess into his arms. "He is a man of great taste."

"Is the lady and master ready?"

Bruce gave Diana a quick kiss on her cheek and turned to Alfred. "Yes. Please bring the car around. We will be out in a moment."

The older man bow slightly and went off to complete his task.

"Diana," He moved her out of his arms and looked down to her. With one arm still on one of her shoulders, he took a small black box from his pocket with his free hand. "This was my mother's. My father gave it to her on their 10th anniversary. His mother gave it to him to make sure he passed it on. It has been in the Wayne family for 7 generations. My mother would tell me that one day I would find the girl who could make my heart stop and beat faster at the same time. And once I found that girl, to never let her go. Diana, I have found that girl and I never want to let you go. So please, I want you to have this."

He let go of her and opened the box. On the outside, he was calm, frozen. On the inside he was terrified. What if she rejected it?

Diana let out a soft gasp. "Oh, Bruce. It's beautiful."

He held out his hand, waiting for her to put out hers. When she did, he turned it so the inside of her wrist was up. He kissed there lightly and put the silver bracelet on. It had tiny sapphires and little diamonds on it. He turned her wrist over, jokingly looking it over. He smiled and he looked up at Diana. "Now we're ready."

The red carpet was surrounded by members of multiple presses who didn't receive an invitation. Flashes from cameras nearly blind Shayera. They may have frightened her but she would never admit it. With Katie, Shayera was inside watching the guests arrive. Their limos would pull up, some valet would open their door, and they'd flash their million dollar smiles and wave at no one in particular. Then, she noticed a bubble making its way down towards the entrance. In a flash, she knew who it was.

"Is that him?" Katie asked, pressing herself against the window. When the bubble landed, three men were visible. "Oh my God! It is! And Flash is with him, so is the Martian Manhunter!"

Shayera pushed Katie away. "Calm down. We need to make a plan. No matter what, we need to stay away from them. Understand?"

Katie pouted. "Oh come on! This is the first year Mr. Wayne has invited you guys. I am a huge fan. May I please meet them? I'll go without you and make sure they don't see you. Please?"

Her hands clapped together and were put under her chin. She tilted her head slightly to the left and looked at Shayera with great big puppy dog eyes. Shayera sighed. "Fine."

Katie smiled and jumped up. "Yay!" Then she looked back out the window. The three heroes were gone but now she saw a woman getting out of one of the biggest limos. "Oh my god. Is that Wonder Woman, getting out of Mr. Wayne's limo?"

Shayera too looked out the window and she smiled. "I believe that is." She couldn't help but laugh at Katie's expression. "Damn, this must be them going public."

"You knew?"

"Of course. I'm his assistant. I go into his office more than you."

Katie shook her head. "Unbelievable."

The girls laughed. "Shayera," Katie started. Before she continued, she waited for Shayera to turn to face her. "Thank you for being my friend. You could've chosen Molly, ew, or Stacy, bigger ew. But you chose me, the one who was hated. Haha the press was right. You are a crazy hawk."

"Katie, I'm going to miss you so much."

"Right back at you babe."