I do not own these characters, nor am I making any money off of this story.

This begins right where my story It's All Fun and Games ends, but this story will eventually be longer and slightly darker. I might end up re-writing Until Somebody Loses's predecessor, so that it better fits this story.

In case you haven't read It's All Fun and Games, you basically only need to know this: Diana knows Batman is Bruce, but he doesn't know she's in on it.

In this story I am trying to answer the question: What would it take for Bruce to let himself fall in love with Diana?

As always, I appreciate reviews. Thanks!

Thank you Kipling-Nori and WildWasabi. You're very helpful and encouraging. Thanks for all your advice.


Until Somebody Loses

Chapter I:

Ante Up


At seven o'clock, the meeting of the Justice League began promptly with all members present and accounted for.

Diana started the meeting off very well. She was alert and focused on all that was being said, interjecting her two cents when the time called for it. But as it began to drag on, her mind and eyes began to wander.

Diana thought about stealing a sly glance at Batman, but, knowing that he would see it, she decided to stare at him openly. She hadn't forgotten her plan to have a little fun with Batman, and right now, that meant unsettling him. Diana began to picture the face behind Batman's mask. "What a pity that he chooses to place lenses in his cowl," she inwardly lamented as she remembered his brilliant blue eyes.

When Batman didn't flinch under her scrutiny, she began to consider looking away. But then it happened.

Trying to punish her for her audacity, Batman asked, "Wonder Woman, what do you think of Superman's plan?"

Everyone turned to look at her, curious to see if she could answer. They all had seen her staring at Batman, and figured she hadn't been paying much attention to Superman. As she opened her mouth to answer, she thought she heard Flash mutter, "Busted," under his breath.

Diana smiled; she knew something the others didn't. "I agree with him completely. We should confront Luthor about his plan to enter politics, rather than waiting to see what comes of it. The direct approach is always the best course of action, Batman," Diana rattled off easily. Though it was little known, multitasking had been mastered by the Amazons long ago. Deciding she had had enough fun, Diana looked away.

She began to smirk when she noticed her teammates' looks of confusion turn into amusement, and all at Batman's expense.

"Any other questions, Batman?" Flash asked cheekily, before turning sickly pale after he received the batglare of death from the man in black.

Superman stood up, signifying that the meeting was over. "That's pretty much it. Same place, same time in two weeks." Then he left the room, shaking his head and chuckling at his teammates' peculiar behavior.

Everyone had cleared out of the conference room except Batman and Wonder Woman.

Batman walked over to the door and made sure it was locked. He knew that Flash was loitering by the entrance, even though he couldn't see him.

"I'm surprised you're still here, Batman. Usually you're the first one out the door."

"We need to talk."

"About what?"

"Your behavior last night. It was unacceptable. You know the rules."

Diana tried not to roll her eyes. "You may not have invited me, but I was asked to come to Gotham. Besides, it was for charity. I left my uniform at home."

"Not that rule."

"What other rule is there?"

"No fraternizing with teammates."

She laughed, "That isn't even a rule. Batman, sometimes you are too serious."

She walked right over to him, invading his personal space. "I think you need to lighten up."

While Batman didn't share her sentiments, he and Diana were of the same mind on at least one thing: they both loved the direct approach. He pushed her against the nearest wall, moving his face dangerously close to hers. "I mean it, Diana. I'm not going to play your little game."

"I wouldn't dream of it." Even though the smile was absent from her lips, he could still see it in her eyes. He fought the urge to strangle her. Or kiss her.

"I'm glad we're agreed."

Then he turned around and stalked out of the room.

As soon as the door slid open, Flash zoomed in. "So what happened? Give me all the juicy details."

"It was nothing, Flash. Batman just asked me to be his sparring partner, that's all."

"Really? That doesn't sound like Bats."

"He didn't use those exact words, but I think the intent was there."

"You gonna take him up on his offer?"

"I'm seriously considering it."

"I try to avoid him as much as possible myself, but if you want to take on the Bat, good luck to you."

"Thanks, Flash." I'm going to need it.

Diana left the conference room, her mind busy going over everything that had happened. Judging by his earlier display, she knew she was getting to Bruce, and she felt a little guilty for it. She wasn't trying to be mean. Diana was playful. It wasn't in her nature to toy with a man's heart, least of all one that she valued so highly. No, she couldn't play with his heart.

But play for his heart?

She didn't know how she was going to do it, but she was certain of one thing: it was going to take much more than flirtatious banter to capture Bruce.

Hera, help her. She was in for the fight of her life.