Author: Bluebunny2006 PM
Anything can happen on a cold day. But what happens when Diana has to face the death of her mother and no job... a black haired, blue eyed, Bruce Wayne comes to the rescue...Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Drama - Bruce W./Batman & Diana of Themyscira/Wonder Woman - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,714 - Reviews: 37 - Favs: 13 - Follows: 18 - Updated: 04-25-11 - Published: 09-02-05 - id: 2563559
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Disclaimer: I don't own Batman or Justice League.
It was a busy night at Midnight Diamond, a bar in Gothem City. None there dared get drunk or pass out. If they did they'd get thrown out.
On a cool, Fall day; while its raining anything could happen to you. The number of cops estimated over 60. Crime was the worst thing you saw from thief to death.
Diana moved as fast as her black heals would allow her. She served drinks over and over, none stop.
Her feet were sore and hands tired. The loud, booming music was making her head hurt. The silver blinking lights made her vision blurry.
The bar smelled of flowers and wine. The air had a thick taste of heat to it.
The crowds yelling made it hard to hear customers over them and the music.
She was starting to get agitated. The bar door opened and a male, dressed in black walked in and sat on one of the brown leathered stool.
Diana sighed. Another order, she walked to where he sat.
"May I take your order?" Diana asked loudly trying not to sound rude.
The man looked at her through his dark blue eyes. He replied. "Martini… No olive."
She wrote it down on her small white notepad. "Be back in a few minutes." She turned on her heels and walked away.
Her heels made a soft clicking noise on the hard marble floor. She yelled the order to the nearest bar-tender.
Bruce Wayne, Multi-billionaire. What was he doing her? Diana curiously pondered. A man like him should have been at a wealthy million dollar club, not a middle classed bar.
She shook her head, it was none of her business.
She looked back at him though.. She had seen him on TV many times, but in real life person to person he was more stunning. He had his black hair short and un-brushed. He was around maybe 6 foot and from what she saw as she had looked him he had a sense of and athlete. Maybe he worked out.
She was so deep in thought that she jumped when the bar tender yelled her name. She smiled shyly, and took the silver round tray and walked back to where Bruce sat.
Diana looked at the paper attached to the drink and removed it. She handed him the round glass and said. "4.24."
She hadn't noticed before but he was wearing a black trench coat.
Their fingers touched momentarily as he took the drink from her small, hand. Her red nail polished shined brightly on the glass.
"Nice place." Bruce said casually as though she was someone he knew. He looked at her amused, at the shocked look on her face.
"Yes…It is." Diana blushed. She was talking to the famous Bruce Wayne, and he was so attractive.
He nodded. The look on his face was still amused.
Rob Thomas, "This is How the Heart Breaks." Filled the bar with another loud song.
Bruce looked up in her light blue eyes and smiled. "Care to dance?"
Diana's blush deepened, the next thing she knew she was…..
To be continued…
A/n: Wow… I love this story…LOL! Every time I like my story someone else hates it. -sighs- Oh well… If you hate it… Or… love it tell me! LOL! Please review.