Can't Stop Loving You

Disclaimer: Nope. I don't own 'em. Wish I did, though. Sob. Anyway, haven't decided if this is a one-shot or not. BM/WW fluff. Hope you like it. Ja.

-Kyoko Kasshu Minamino

Bruce Wayne sat at his table, alone, at the Ritz Gotham, blue eyes glazed over although his face appeared slightly interested. It was another meaningless opening of some smaller corporation under him that he'd been begged to attend. To most, being the richest or almost richest man in America would be a dream but to Bruce, it was a pain. He had an array of incredibly beautiful women, but none interested him, as of now. Except for one.

Bruce found his mind drifting off to his real life, the life as the Caped Crusader Batman and his recent activities with the Justice League. Particularly one Justice Leaguer. A female. A princess.

He nearly jumped as the applause at the end of the speech rippled among the masses and forced himself to clap as well. The humming murmur of talk arose and people began to mingle. He had been seated himself in a secluded corner to avoid what Tim referred to as his "groupies". The entertainer grabbed a microphone.

"Thank you, everyone, for coming out tonight. Now, we will have a tribute to one of the greatest jazz singers of all time. Mr. Ray Charles."

The crowd exploded with applause. Bruce's eyebrows rose at the start of the song and his mind found itself tracing back to memories of past events.

"I can't stop loving you

I've made up my mind

To live in memories

All the lonesome time

I can't stop wanting you

It's useless to say

So I'll just live my life

In dreams of yesterdays…

(Dreams of yesterdays)

He remembered first seeing her and had been surprised at her appearance. Raven black, lovely light blue eyes that held intelligence just as well as they held bravery or anger. Her body…well, that spoke for itself. She was headstrong, but courageous and as devoted to her family as he was to his. The attraction was uncanny. But he denied it.

"Those happy hours

That we once knew

Though long ago

They still make me blue

They say that time

Heals a broken heart

But time has stood still

Since we've been apart…"

'Diana glanced down at his hands. They were covered in filth and dirt, evidence that he had desperately shifted through pound after pound of concrete to get to her. To save her.

He quickly hid them beneath his cape as he realized she'd seen them. A gentle smile touched her lips before she pressed them to his cheek. The first kiss. Their first kiss.'

"I can't stop loving you

I've made up my mind

To live in memories

All the lonesome time

I can't stop wanting you

It's useless to say

So I'll just live my life

In dreams of yesterdays…"

'That night she had been breathtaking in all black, a dark temptress as beautiful as the night itself. And, even if only for a moment, when he'd held her in his arms, it was almost heaven on earth. She had captured him, almost made him lose his breath, his mind, and most importantly, his heart. He remembered his words to her later when she'd said,

'You know…we never did get to finish our dance."

"…I don't know WHAT you're talking about."

"If you say so. But you're still taking me dancing.'

He hadn't followed up on her request…

"Those happy hours

(Those happy hours)

That we once knew

(That we once knew)

Though long ago

(Though long ago)

Still make me blue

(Still make me blue)

They say that time

(They say that time)

Heals a broken heart

(Heals a broken heart)

But time has stood still

(Time has stood still)

Since we've been apart

(Since we've been apart!)

'When they'd been hiding from the Thanagarians during Hawkgirl's betrayal, for a brief moment, they kissed. That one kiss lingered in his mind days, even weeks later, like a poison in his system. He'd told himself time and time again that it would never work, but still something in him protested, made him glance at her a second too long, say and think things he never thought he would say. It couldn't be. He was falling in love.'

"I can't stop loving you

I said I've made up my mind

To live in memories

All the lonesome time

I can't stop wanting you

It's useless to say

So I'll just live my life

In dreams of yesterdays…"

'She had nearly been killed by Mongol, buying him time to awaken Superman. For a second, his desperation, his pain had shown on his face. She had seen the joy on his face, that accursed temporary joy, that the Black Mercy had granted him and risked everything to him. When Circe threatened her, he'd gone to extraordinary lengths to save her. They were so protective of each other, perfect teammates, a balance of light and dark, black and white. He kept thinking of everything he'd said to her, all the things he could have said but didn't. Regret hung heavy in his heart each moment that passed between them; regret that he couldn't give himself to her, try to make it work. His mind said his reasons were right but heart knew they were excuses.

'One; dating within the team always leads to disaster. Two; you're a princess from a society of immortal warriors, I'm a rich kid with issues…lots of issues. And three; if my enemies knew I had someone special, they wouldn't rest until they'd gotten to me through her."

CRACK! 'Next?'

For once in his life, he had really wished it would work.'

"Is this seat taken?"

A sultry voice snapped Bruce out of his reverie. Diana smiled down at him, stunning in all white. He could only smile, eyes locked with hers, and the look was warm, inviting, and too intimate for public. He had to admit it.

He loved her.

"In dreams of yesterdays."

END