Title: Biding Time
Spoilers: Justice League episodes Maid of Honor, Starcrossed, and This Little Piggy
Comments: I swore this was done. I was planning on leaving it alone and work on writing about their date(s), until I received a review where someone wanted to know what others thought of what was going on in Gotham. Plus I really really wanted to use a quote from one of my favorite movies, 9 to 5. It's only four others, plus a little Alfred, but for now, that is all that will be written for this part of the story. Enjoy!
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Disclaimer: If they were mine…Oh, if only they were mine.
Gotham Globe, Society Page, The Prince and the Princess: Bruce Wayne, the Prince of Gotham, and Diana, Princess of Themyscira, are the newest power couple in Gotham. After a few non-committals given by the Princess, Wayne took matters into his own hands by winning a date with Diana at the Woman's Shelter Annual Auction last night. Although the Princess disappeared before Bruce arrived at the stage, Diana seemed plenty happy at the outcome when she gave him her own congratulations in the form of a kiss, while they danced. They parted ways with another kiss on her hand and a smile on both of their faces. The real question to ask is where will Bruce be taking his Princess? Will it be one of Gotham's exclusive restaurants, or will he choose to show off his home instead? I am sure Bruce would be more than willing to give her an extensive tour of the rooms. All of the rooms.
Shayera and John
Shayera grinned as she read the end of the article while walking to the bed. She was very glad she had trusted her instincts about getting the Gotham City newspaper when she heard Diana was going there again. She reread the part about the public kiss Diana bestowed on Bruce. "Atta girl."
At the sound of her voice, the lump in her bed rolled over and John's face appeared from beneath the sheet. Groggily, he asked, "What's going on? Where did you go?"
She sat beside him on the bed. "I had to check up on a couple people." Shayera folded the paper and showed the article to John as he lifted himself up on one arm. "Looks like a certain Amazon we know will be getting a personal tour of a certain cave."
John lifted an eyebrow in interest, then turned his attention to the paper in front of him, skimming the article. As he read, he began to smile and then chuckled. "Valued friend my ass."
Shayera ripped the paper out of his hand. "What are you talking about, soldier?"
"Oh, just something he said on the Watchtower one day. About how he and Diana were friends."
She leaned closer. "Aren't we friends?"
"No." At his response, she backed away and narrowed her eyes. John lifted his hand to slide it along her cheek and into her hair. "We're partners."
Smiling, she leaned down and passionately kissed him.
Clark and Lois
Lois Lane, successful businesswoman and wife, was just applying her mascara carefully when a bellow of "LOIS!" caused her hand to slip, making a black line below her eyebrow. Closing her eyes in frustration, she wiped the mark away before finding out what was wrong with her husband.
"What is it, Clark?" She asked as she exited their bedroom and found him at the breakfast bar.
"This!" He held out a paper to her, folded and creased to highlight an article. "I thought you said things would be fine. I should just leave things alone. This is not fine!"
Quickly glancing at the title gave Lois enough information to understand what he was talking about. "I thought you didn't like to read news from Gotham."
"She doesn't know what she's getting into," he mumbled as he reread the paper.
"What exactly do you mean by that?"
Clark looked up to see Lois glaring at him. His eyes narrowed in reaction. "She's going on a date with Bruce Wayne. Diana has no idea how he treats women."
"Oh yes." She shot back. "She has no idea what she is getting into.
"You don't understand…" He began.
"Because between the two of us you are the expert on how he treats the women he dates."
Clark opened his mouth to retort, but closed it slowly as he took in her words, and a rueful expression came over his face.
Lois stepped up to him and put a kind hand to his face, bringing his eyes to hers. "I know you worry about her. But you have to remember. She is not that naive person who came to 'man's world' so long ago. Diana has immersed herself in our society and has tried to learn everything she can about the world beyond Themyscira. Besides, they have been doing this dance for almost a year now. Bruce would not date her lightly, especially since they have to work together. If Diana did not see this as worthwhile, she would have stopped it months ago. But she obviously sees something in him. Something she likes." She smiled at him. "Just allow them the room to prove you wrong, Smallville. You might just be surprised."
"Wouldn't be the first time a woman has surprised and delighted me." Clark kissed the smirk that appeared on Lois' face.
Diana and Bruce
With a smile on her face, Diana folded the newspaper in a way that allowed the article to take precedence while she reached for her phone. She started rereading while waiting for the line to pick up. After three rings, there was a click and then a voice with a British accent answered. "Wayne residence."
"Miss Diana." She could hear the happiness in his voice clearly through the line. "How are you this morning?"
"Wonderful, Alfred, thank you. I hope your morning has been pleasant, as well."
She lightly cleared her throat and looked down at the paper. "Read anything interesting lately?"
"Why yes. Just this morning I was able to find an article that captured my interest quite completely."
"Has the master seen the paper yet?"
"Not as yet. I was just about to bring his breakfast to him."
"Are you willing to allow me the pleasure instead?"
"Of course, Miss. If you could hold for one moment while I pick up the call in his room?"
"Thank you, Alfred," she said with affection.
Diana walked to the window and closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth of the sun's rays. She grinned as she heard a click and a tinny voice. "Phone for you, Sir."
A throat clearing noise and then, "Hello," in a sleepy voice.
"Morning. We made the paper again."
She heard the rustle of paper. "I see that." A short pause. "Hmm."
"That was a congratulatory kiss?"
"Are you saying you could do better? Bruce, we were in public."
"That didn't seem to bother you last night."
"Yes, well…" She trailed off. Bruce could always leave her flustered. An idea came to mind, so she continued with a smile on her face. "Perhaps you need further proof? Teleportation takes seconds." Diana licked her lips. "And you are still in bed…"
He chuckled. "I thought we needed to take this slow."
"You said we needed to take it slow. I'm all for learning and exploration."
His groan came clearly through the connection. "Diana." He admonished. "Did you just call to torture me, or was there another reason?"
She laughed softly. "Well, actually, I thought the article posed a very good question."
There was complete silence from the other end while Bruce read. "I said I would let you know where and when."
"Yes, but Bruce Wayne has been asking me out for almost a year. Would he not want to make the date immediately?"
Bruce sighed loudly, still trying to wake up. Verbal sparring with Diana, this early in the morning, was not his strong suit. "I was thinking of asking you to be my date at the Wayne Ball. It's only three weeks away."
"No. That will never do. We need to have a real date first. Then you may ask me to the Ball." Diana decided.
"Oh? May I?" Bruce retorted sarcastically.
"Of course," Diana answered honestly. His tone completely lost on her.
Bruce sighed again. "All right, dinner Friday, at a restaurant of my choosing, and lunch Saturday, here at the manor."
Diana closed her eyes and smiled. "Thank you, Bruce. That sounds wonderful. Do you need to discuss it with Alfred?"
"No need. He has been eavesdropping during the whole conversation." Bruce said while glaring at the butler.
Diana chuckled at the instant retort she heard through the phone. "I never eavesdrop, Master Bruce. I was merely waiting."