Author's note: Firstly, I'd like apologize for how late this update is. Initially I'd planned to update this sooner, but I've been battling with illness, I still have off days but today isn't one of them – so I devoted some time on some of my running fics. Secondly, thank you all so much for the support, faves and especially the reviews!
As costume parties for kids in wheelchairs went, this wasn't so bad. Selina had been really impressed with how the league had managed to pull this off with just one day. Then again, they weren't exactly short on man power either. She eyed her dancing partner, appreciating his pirate costume. He was really handsome and if she wasn't already sold on dark, brooding and dangerous – she'd definitely go there.
As is, she could enjoy his company for the moment. That at least, she was certain wasn't a crime. Well unless you were Batman and created rules. Selina shook her head. There she was again, musing over the forever unattainable Batman when she had a dashing guy in her arms.
At this rate, she might as well become a superhero and embrace spinsterhood.
"You look amazing, by the way," Hal said as they moved slowly to the music. "For a second I actually thought you were Wonder Woman."
Selina laughed, "Well it shows a bit more skin then I'm used to, but if you can pull it off then why not?" she asked him.
Surprisingly enough Diana had agreed to swap costumes. Selina hadn't minded borrowing the Princess her cat suit but had been uncertain whether she'd be attending the event. She didn't want to mingle too much with the good doers' crowd. It would really make things awkward when she went back to her ways and they had to arrest her.
Personally she wasn't bothered by that, but this crowd was the sentimental hero types and they might actually feel bad about it.
"Mind if I cut in?" A voice asked gruffly.
Selina arched an eyebrow at Bruce, "And who are you supposed to be?" she asked eyeing his costume. "No, let me guess... Batman?"
"Correct," he replied. She wasn't surprised he'd opted to rebel and arrive in his batman costume.
"I'll just go get us some drinks," Hal said, as he released Selina giving Bruce an exasperated look.
Bruce rested his one hand on her lower back, as he clasped her hand with the other. For a moment they danced in silence holding each other's eyes.
"You know if they didn't suspect something, they are definitely going to think something is going on between us," Selina remarked casually.
"Would it be horrible if they did?" he asked.
His words caught her off guard and she missed a step, grasping his shoulder to right her footing. Outside she tried to keep her composure though the same couldn't be said about inside. She was positive he could hear her erratic heartbeat.
"It is our little game," she finally said, glad her voice didn't quiver.
He dipped her effortlessly before pulling her back to him. "I can't make any promises, Selina," he said softly.
"I'm not asking you too," she retorted. Honestly, Selina wasn't getting any younger. Bruce could pull off the distinguished gentleman look 10 years from now, but she doubted her body would still pass off as youthful. She'd even lost count of how many times they'd danced on the verge of something more before something or other tore them apart.
Usually it had something to do with costumes. Which was ironic considering the event.
"I know," he said. "I just don't want you kissing Hal Jordan or anyone else-" he paused, looking at her intently.
"I'm a free woman, Bruce," she drawled. "It would be unfair to the male population if I was holding back kissing rights."
And this was the part Bruce was supposed to step back and give her his well practiced speech about them not having a future, her criminal activity, his duty to a city...
"A day at a time," he said.
Selina frowned, that wasn't usually how his rejection speech started. "What?" she asked confused.
He drew her in close, "A day at a time," he repeated. "See how it works and take it from there."
"Are you asking me out?" she asked, incredulous.
"I'm asking for you to hold back kissing rights exclusively for me," he said with a smirk.
She laughed. "I could do that."
"If you're looking for Superman, I believe he is outside on the balcony."
Diana was thankful when she did not visibly jump as she turned to the woman regarding her with a smirk. "What makes you think I'm looking for Superman?" she asked nonchalantly.
Dina chuckled, lowering her mask. "Seriously Diana, you have smitten written all over your face," she said. She turned back to the gathered crowd. "Take it from someone who's walked in your shoes... take the risk, Diana." With that said, the Black Canary gave her a wave before immersing herself into the mass of bright costumes.
The Amazon Princess stood for a moment, stewing over the advice given to her. Ever since her escape from Kal's apartment and subsequent avoidance tactic, she'd done nothing but think about them. She knew what she felt for Kal was so much more different than anything she'd ever felt for Steve or even Bruce for that matter. It excited her but scared her at the same time. She'd watched two relationships crumble before her eyes and in each case she'd fought ferociously to keep them intact. She knew the pain of failure, of losing someone you cared about and feeling like maybe perhaps you weren't enough.
Was she ready to face that reality again?
Yes, she was in deeper with Kal then she'd ever been before but that did nothing for her fears. Diana glanced at her gloved hands, staring through the leather almost as if to see the tanned skin beneath. She was powerful. A fierce fighter and something else she'd never set out to be but somehow became- a hero. So why was she so afraid?
Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly she slipped through the French windows and into the balcony. She didn't immediately spot Kal, but when she did, she took a moment to simply watch him. He was in his Superman attire, back turned to her and gazing into the night. Although nothing had been said, Diana did not doubt he knew she was there.
"Not having fun?" he asked breaking the silence.
Diana walked up to him, coming to stand inches next to him as she too stared at the view before them. "I've been doing a lot of thinking," she began softly.
She heard Kal draw in a deep breath. "Me too," he admitted.
From the corner of her eye she saw him turn his body towards her, eyes regarding her. "I value our friendship," Kal started. "But Diana, I can't stand here and pretend that's enough... I've never really thought of myself as selfish but..."
"But?" Diana prodded when his voice trailed off.
Kal cupped her chin, gently turning her face to his. "But when it comes to what I feel for you- I can't help but be selfish." He continued eyes boring into hers. "Diana, I don't want stolen moments in between our rotations. I don't want to have to stand next to you and not hold your hand. I don't want to spend my life wallowing in regret. Because if I say nothing and you keep pushing me away, I'll regret not having fought for what we had, have and could be."
"Diana, I'm in love with you and there's no going back for me," he admitted with a smile. "Hook, line and sinker."
Diana could feel her chest overflowing with emotion as she grasped his arms. It felt like they were standing still while the whole world tipped over. It was still frightening, but sometimes fear was not all bad. It meant you had something you feared losing and Diana did not want to lose Kal. Maybe it started the day they first met, maybe it snuck up on her while she wasn't paying attention. There were a million possibilities but all of them had one thing in common – she'd fallen in love with Kal.
Just admitting that to herself made her chest hurt and her eyes sting. Even if she tucked tail now, it would change nothing. Their fates were probably already woven together and nothing could ever change that. Not time, their duties or their enemies.
"I'm not sure what fishing has to do with this," Diana began, referring to his last sentence. "But I'm in love with you too and-"
But Diana didn't get time to continue because Kal's lips were crushing hers and his fingers where tangled in her hair as he held her firmly in place. The kiss took her breath away - figuratively and literally. Her body melted as she held onto him.
If indeed the world was tipping over than Kal was the anchor keeping her in place. Suddenly some of her fears seemed ridiculous. Of course Kal loved her. If he'd endured all her uncharacteristic behaviour while she battled with her own feelings, than there was no battle he wouldn't endure for her. And the feeling was mutual.
"I'm sorry," Kal murmured against her lips.
"For what?"Diana asked surprised.
She could feel him smile against her mouth. "For not saying this sooner," he answered.
She couldn't fight her own smile. "Well you have plenty of time to make it up to me," she teased. "But don't think you can hit me over the head and drag me off to some cave to turn me into some kept woman."
"How about I drag you off to an igloo?" Kal asked, kissing her lightly. "A really huge one."
Diana laughed, "Does it have a bed?" she asked.
"Yup, it has everything, you might never want to leave," he joked before adding in a serious tone. "I hope you never leave."
"I never want to leave," she said softly.
"Good," Kal said and Diana felt them slowly ascend to the sky. "I have one last thing to apologize for."
"The fake engagement thing?" Diana asked with an arched eyebrow.
He gave her a sheepish grin. "You're never going to let me live that down," he jokingly accused.
"I guess I deserve that," Kal conceded before giving her a mischievous smirk. "But that's not what I'm apologizing for."
Diana gazed up at him suspiciously, "Then what?"
"For destroying Catwoman's suit."
"But it's perfectly fine," Diana pointed out.
Kal grinned. "Now, but believe me it's really going to be unsalvageable after tonight."