Okay, this is the deciding chapter. The moment of truth. Whatever. I really don't know whether I should keep this story going or not, so...here goes.
T plus content involved. Just so you know. Haha, I'm glad I'm done writing it...
Thank you to shattered-hearts-602 for geting me started on this again, lol.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans or Suite Life of Zack and Cody
Kory enjoyed the peace and quiet of the ferry ride. It wasn't too far from the city, but enough to make the noise of the traffic soften to a dull roar. She couldn't even hear the arguments from here, which was amazing. Going down to her MBA classes was one of the only times she could just pull out a good book and read.
"What book is that?" asked a very familiar, very annoying voice.
"Leon!" she cried, startled, dropping her book. "What are you doing here?" Her voice was a lot less harsh than she thought he deserved.
"Going grocery shopping. This is the ferry to go to the south of Jump City, yes?" Kory nodded reluctantly. "Then I'm in the right place!"
"Why don't you just take a taxi?"
"Why don't you?"
"To get away from annoying people like you," Kory hissed.
Leon frowned, tapping his finger against his chin. "If I didn't know better, Kory, I'd have thought you didn't like me. But that's not possible, because you're always looking for the positive things in life, aren't you? You couldn't see a bad quality in anyone if you tried." Kory sighed in exasperation.
"I don't like you at all. Is that clear enough for you?"
"Oh Kory, Kory...stop being so negative. Have you practiced smiling? You better remember soon. For all you know, tomorrow may never be..." He grew solemn, but perked up instantly. "That's a good one! I should write a book!"
She scooted away from him and picked up her book. "You go write your novel and leave me alone."
There were two giggling blonde twins that were in Kory's MBA classes sitting right next to him, and Leon turned away from Kory to talk to them. "Hello, ladies. Do you mind if I join into your conversation? This old lady is no fun to talk to, she has no life to talk about." The twins giggled again, accepting him earnestly, while Kory fumed. "Who are you staring at?"
"That guy over there. I think he's a DJ. Jenny thinks he's cute." There was a rather skinny guy of about their age on the boat, bobbing his head to a tune no one but himself could hear. He had the strangest spikey hair, and was wearing a large black t-shirt that read 'WORD' in huge red letters.
"So cute," Jenny said wistfully. Leon thought for a moment, and then whispered 'play along' in her ear.
"Rutherford! Rutherford, over here!" The guy's head stopped bobbing, and he looked around for the source of the noise.
"Rutherford? Is that his name?" asked the first twin.
"Do you know him?" asked Jenny.
Leon shrugged. "No, but he looks like a Rutherford. Rutherford! Over here!"
"You talkin' to me, man?" asked the guy.
"Yes, you, do you see any other Rutherfords here?" The guy swaggered over, and Jenny tried not to faint.
"Name's Frankie." He shook Leon's hand.
"Ah, Frankie Rutherford. Well, you see..." Leon's eyes filled with tears. "My girlfriend Jenny wants to leave me for you. Why, Jenny? Why? What doess this lanky, lower-class man have that I don't? Why do you believe you will be better off with him?" Leon started to cry into her shoulder, and even Kory looked over, slightly amused. Poor Jenny just sat, shocked and unsure. She gave a half-smile and Frankie. "But no. I will be happy for you. Go. Go and prosper with Ruthie here. I hope you two have a happy, happy life together..."
Frankie never lost his 'cool.' "What's your name again?"
"J-jenny," she answered breathlessly.
"Nice. Hey, why don't you all come down to my club tonight? Opening night. And you can bring Mommy with you too." He pointed at Kory, who nearly choked on air. Frankie patted Leon's shoulder. "Don't worry, man, everything's going to be okay. See you."
As soon as he was gone, Leon lifted his head. "How did you like my preformance?"
Jenny clapped, laughing. "Amazing! Oh my gosh, he invited me to his club!"
"Mommy?" gasped Kory incredulously. Leon started laughing as well.
"Suits you, doesn't it? But don't worry, Mommy, I won't make you come to the club tonight. You probably have better things to do, like chasing little kids off your lawn." The two blondes giggled again, and Kory managed to ignore him for the rest of the ride.
At the corner, waiting for the stoplight, she found herself muttering darkly, "I hate him. I hate stupid clubs."
"What don't you hate, Kor?" asked Dick, walking up to her. It was as if a lightbulb had just exploded over her head.
"Dick! I need you to do me a huge favor."
He raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"
Suddenly, she felt very awkward about it, but didn't show it. "I have this new neighbor, Leon Kovar. He invited me to this club tonight..." Dick's eyebrow rose higher and higher. "And if you weren't busy, could you come with me?"
"Okay, let me get this straight. You're going to a club, which is a rarity in itself. Secondly, you want me to be your date. Does this guy have any sisters?" Kory slapped her forehead. "Sorry, probably not the best time to ask. But this is kind of...spontaneous."
"You can't go."
"No, I can, I mean...but..."
He doesn't want to go with me. It was time to bring in the guilt factor. "Okay, so he didn't invite me. But he told me that I never smile, that I never laugh, that I have no life, that I--" Dick put his finger to her lips, stopping her rant.
"Kory, hate to break it to you, but that's all true." She glared at him.
"I know that, I'm not stupid, but why do I have to hear it from him?" Dick laughed.
"I feel used, but sure, whatever. You still haven't answered my sisters question."
"None," Kory growled.
The club was so crowded, it was impossible to move. Everywhere, lights blinded Kory, and people barreled into her while attempting to do who-knows-what. People go here for fun? It's a nightmare! She tried to stay close to Dick, but it was proving impossible. They finally ended up sitting by the bar, which was at the opposite end from the entrance.
"Hey, Jenny, why don't you come with me to the booth? Show you how it works, you know?" Jenny nodded, still a bit flustered at being adressed by Frankie. Before leaving, she whispered, 'You're the best, Leon.'
"I know," he said smugly. "So...you two are dating? When'd you meet?"
"Uh...in the park," Dick invented.
"Yeah. I was walking my dog, and Kory was walking hers."
Leon chuckled. "That's really funny, because Kory doesn't have a dog."
Kory thought fast. "No, silly, I was walking my neighbor's dog, remember?"
Leon laughed again. "That's even stranger, because I'm your neighbor, and I don't have a dog either." Kory was at a loss. She'd never been a very good liar. Neither, apparently, had Dick. He thought for a minute, and came upon an idea.
"She was walking my dog!"
"But I thought you were the one walking your dog?"
"I...uh...have two dogs...? And then we met up at my friend Rita's place."
"Rita?" Kory whispered to Dick.
"That redhead I was talking to you about. The one with the four filthy kids." Kory smirked, and a certain redhead in the crowd heard her name being called.
"Dick? What are you doing here? I thought you said you were on a family thing tonight, and you couldn't come," Rita asked.
"Uh, yeah. Family. Meet my mom, and my dad." He pointed to Kory and Leon in turn. Rita bought it.
"Hello, dear. I hear my son met his current girlfriend in your house, didn't he? You are the Rita with the four filthy children, aren't you?" Leon asked seriously. Kory bit back a groan, and Dick visibly paled.
"Four filthy children? Is that what you think of my kids?" Rita screeched.
"No, no! Little angels, I swear, my dad's a bit--"
"I didn't even know you had a girlfriend! Why didn't you tell me?"
"I don't have a girlfriend, really!" Rita slapped him and stomped away. Leon shrugged.
"'S okay, it's happened before," Dick mumbled. Kory, however, was not about to let it go that easily.
"You knew! So why were you acting? Had fun fooling us, did you? Now look at what you've done!" She took a step back, ready to leave. "Anyone can do this, drive over here, drink until they can't tell up from down, and dance until they pass out. I just act like a responsible adult and choose not to, and you tell me that I don't live life like I'm supposed to? This is ridiculous!"
Dick waved it away. "Don't worry about it, Leon, she's always like this."
"I know. So, was Rita really worth putting up with those kids?"
"Almost. Really hot. But they were little devils, pulling my hair every chance they got. I don't think it's too big of a loss, there's always someone else out there." Kory couldn't stand it any longer. She was angry and there was no way she was going to leave this club without showing it. Pushing through the two guys, she took Dick's untouched drink and downed it in a single gulp.
"Hit me," she ordered the bartender, who did so indifferently. She gulped that down, too. "Again." Number three gone. "Again." Number four... "Again." She was starting to get very, very woozy, but with a sense of pride saw Dick and Leon staring with open mouths, and even the bartender, who saw tons of heavy drinkers every day, looked a bit impressed. She started to feel the buzz, and her worries all seemed pointless. Kory was having the time of her life. "WOOHOO!" Her glasses, as well as her hairtie and sweater came off.
"Leon, she's going to strip!" Dick muttered anxiously, his eyes never moving off of her.
"That's okay, everyone here is naked anyway," Leon muttered back.
Kory stumbled into the middle of the dance floor, laughing and dancing like she'd been doing it her whole life. Dick looked aghast, and Leon smirked. "You're not going to miss out, are you?" It was all the persuading Dick needed. He grabbed the rest of his drink and went off to find Kory.
Kory had lost al track of time. No wonder people came here so often. It was FUN! She hadn't felt this good in AGES! She glanced over to see if Leon had noticed she could have fun and her happy mood melted away.
There was a girl. With Leon. Kory didn't know who she was, but already, she didn't like her. Jealousy burned up inside of her before she had a chance to think about why she was jealous. But her blurred thought process was just confusing her, and she looked away only to see Dick dancing with some other girl she didn't know. "I hate this..." she slurred.
The rest she couldn't remember, up until the point where she'd gotten kicked out of the club. Leon, the only sober one, had to hold the hands of Dick and Kory. "Who's that?" Dick asked Leon, pointing to the burly bodyguard.
"Mohammad Ali, now move before he crushes you," Leon answered tersely.
"Mohammad Ali? But--"
"Shut up! And you!" he growled at Kory, "What were you thinking?"
"What did I do?" Kory questioned, trying to shield her eyes from the annoyingly bright streetlights.
"Wait! What about Mohammad Ali? Isn't he coming with us?"
"I don't even want to say what you did, you probably don't even know what I'm saying! Do you?" growled Leon.
"Am I Mohammad Ali?"
"Stop yelling!" Kory screeched, swaying dangerously.
"I'm not yelling!"
"I am Mo--"
"Shut up!" yelled Leon. Dick quieted instantly, still dreaming of champs.
"No, you shut up!" Kory yelled at Leon. "You are the one telling me to live and laugh, and now I'm doing it and you're just getting angry at me! That's not fair! I don't like you!"
"I only said that because you're still wallowing in your misery about your dad!"
"DON'T BRING HIM INTO THIS!" Kory sobbed. Leon stopped talking, awkwardly tying to pat her back, but she pulled away from him. "I miss him. He used to take me to that dock, right there, and it was our own...sanctuary...just the two of us..."
"I miss Bruce," Dick mumbled sorrowfully.
"Oh? I'm sorry. When did he pass away?" Leon asked softly.
"He didn't, I can still miss him, can't I?"
Another fresh wave of tears rolle down Kory's cheeks. "I want daddy..."
"Hey, hey, it's okay," Leon tried, but it didn't work. She wouldn't stop crying, and now they were getting looks from the few people who were out this late at night.
Dick raised his hand. "Can I try?" Leon let go of his hand, warning him not to go do anything stupid. That's a lot to ask of a drunk person. "Hey, Kory. Don't cry. You don't look all that pretty when you cry. You look pretty when you're angry. So whenever you're sad, just think of me and get angry. Then you won't cry, right?" Leon slapped his forehead. Surprisingly, though, it had an effect very close to the desired one.
"Stop it," she pouted, slapping his hand away.
"But I need an answer!"
"Stop! X'hal, Dick, you can be so cute sometimes it's annoying!" She was giggling, though.
"I'm not cute! I'm Mohammad Ali!"
"No, you're cute!"
Leon looked away. He didn't belong here. He knew he wouldn't. But still...it was nice to think, for once, that he had a chance. A chance with Kory. Idiot. You can't, and you know that. It would all end in misery. For everyone. He glanced back at the two drunkenly flirting friends, and sighed. "Come on. Time to go home."
Again, kind of a weirdish chapter...that doesn't explain anything...but I have to watch the movie again and see what happens next...