Round Two

Bruce pulls away as my stomach does flips. I look at him and feel the heat return to my cheeks. Our breathing is heavy and ridged as we look at each other.
"Hi." I mange to speak out.
"Hello." He says as one side of his mouth moves up a little.


The elevator dings and opened with a rush of people getting on, as me and Bruce get off. I fiddle with my fingers as the elevator closes and me and Bruce are left in the busy lobby of my work. I want to speak but my mouth won't open and my head is spinning. I wonder if I have a concussion from last night?


"I'm sorry." I say without thinking. My throat feels dry and tight as I look at Bruce. His eyes grow soft and he smiles.
"I know, I'm sorry too." I sigh in relief and let out a shaky laugh, and Bruce does the same.
"Do you want to get some coffee? With me?" He asks pointing to the red sports car out front. I glance at the car and smile.
"Of course."


"Today was amazing." I say as we walked down the sidewalk, as the air got colder I pulled my little sweater closer. Bruce takes notice and pulls off his brown leather jacket and wraps it around me. I smile and blush.
"So did I. We need to see each other more often." He says looking out at the city lights. I hum in response.


Suddenly I feel a lot of weight on my shoulders. I have to keep Gotham save for the criminals from Batman, I have my normal job to keep up on, I've got Bruce with me now, and I have to kill Batman before the Joker does me in.
"Are you alright?" Bruce asks. I now just noticed that we stopped walking and I feel my dinner coming up into my throat, while my face is pale and sweating. I sallow the lump in my throat and shake my head.
"I've got a lot on my plate." I say sighing.
"So you don't want to see me?" Bruce questions.
"What? No, no! I just... It's complicated." I say as I lower my head.
"How so?"
I open my mouth than close it and sigh again. "It's work, that's all. Everything is everywhere and I got scared by-"
"By what?"
My mind goes blank... THINK Chrissy...
"Blue Jay, and her... Uh crashing your party. I saw it today in the draft for this weeks paper." I say trying to cover my tracks. Bruce holds my shoulders and looks me right in the eye.
"Nothing is going to happen to me. Not today, not tomorrow. Never in a million years."
"Promise?" I whisper.
"Promise." Bruce kisses me and pulls away as I smile happily.
"What?" Bruce asks smiling with a laugh.
"Thank you for reminding me what butterflies feel like." I say as he kisses me again.


"Round two." The joker says smiling. "As we speak Batman should be coming this way. I'm gonna hide in my warehouse and let you do the dirty work!" He says and than laughs a crooked laugh. I nod my head as he runs off and I start to pace. Waiting for him. Tonight we decided, well the Joker decided, that we mess around with some of the police. For the past few days the Joker and his men have been grabbing police off the streets and using them as bait. As for why we have them tonight.


I hear a thud down the hall and I pull out my swords, ready for round two. The dark figure stands tall and he looks at me.
"Blue Jay." He says under his breath.
"The one and only." I say shrugging my shoulders. "Shall we?" I ask.


Batman jumps out of the way as I jump at him. I roll as he turns to grab my arm. I stab my sword in his arm and he coils in pain. I smirk and go to him again, but he holds up his wrist to guard against them. I struggle to get the swords closer to his face as he is way stronger than I am. Batman twists his arm and my swords and pulls from my hands. I watch as the fall behind him and I find myself playing unfairly. Batman pulls out some kind of boomerang and throws it and it slices across my left side of my nose to my ear. I grunt in pain at the fine, thin slice and feel the blood dripping off my face. I duck when it comes back around and throw a shock ball at it and I watch it fall to the ground. I look at Batman and run up to him kicking him in the face, knowing back a few steps I throw a punch. I go to kick him but he takes my leg and twists it and throws me into the wall. I feel the wind get knocked out of me and the blood from not just my face, but from my leg. The old wood from this old warehouse cut into my leg. I go to get up but feel the muscle give out. I groan and close my eyes as my body has had enough. Batman comes right in front of me, he takes out a small knife and stabs my leg where the wood is cutting my leg. I scream in pain and he steps on it to push it in.
"Stay down." He says walking away. I slam my hand down on the floor and scream in anger.


"Round two goes to Batman! You have one more shot BJ!" The Joker shouts. I managed to limp my way back to his warehouse where he was hiding the whole time I got my ass handed to me. I rub the back of my hand over the blood on my left cheek, and groan in pain.
"Listen, third times a charm. I got this." I say growling tired and angry.
"You better! If not I will kill you! You have one more chance." The Joker leans into me and a nod just wanting sleep.

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