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Kid Lantern	By : JessieMundaiFan Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Young Justice Views: 2074 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: This is a fan-made story I do not own Young Justice. If I did own Young Justice do you think I would be writing stories about?
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(Wally's POV)
"I like him….I like him not."
"I like him…I like him not."
"I like him….I like him not."
"I like…oh screw this," I cried throwing away the flower I was picking petals off of.
I have been doing this for the past three hours just trying figure out my own feelings but keep constantly coming up with nothing.
Feelings for who exactly, I think that would be obvious.
Darren Hill
Just thinking about him makes me sigh to myself. It's been a week since the team and I went to Africa and I'm still thinking about my almost confession to him.
I had absolutely no idea what I was saying at the time. I don't even like Darren like that, do I? I don't really think about him sexually or anything, but then again I never thought about Megan that way either.
I shook my head in confusion. Why am I bringing up Megan, I didn't even genuinely like her like that. The only reason I 'pursued' her was because one, I'm a flirt and two, she was exotic looking.
A beep from my cellphone got my attention. Picking it up off of my counter I saw that it was from Dick.
"I emailed you something important," I read from the text we was sent.
"It better not be something stupid," I mumbled to myself getting up off of my bed to get my laptop.
Opening up my email, I saw that the boy wonder had sent me some kind of link to that crazy ass website flashlantern.
Against my better judgment, I clicked the link opening up the page he sent me. What I saw caused my jaw to drop.
Smut pictures.
He sent my page filled with nothing but smut pictures. This page had every kink under the sun. There were even some beastality pictures where Darren and I are changed to animals.
Seriously, where do people come up with this shit!
Another beep came from my cellphone (it was another text from Dick). All he wrote was: 'Hahahahahahaha'.
"That dick," I hissed, "at least his parents named him appropriately."
As I was about to close my laptop, I specific picture of Kid Lantern topping Kid Flash got my attention.
"When will people get it through their head," I rolled my eye in exasperation, "not in a million will Darren ever top me!"
"If that does happen I will eat my superhero suit," I declared to know one in particular.
Wait a minute, what am I talking about? I don't even know if we even like each other or not and I'm talking about who will top between the two of us? I must be going crazy?
I think about Darren to much…
Putting away my laptop, I decided to go downstairs to get a snack or something I can use to clear my mind.
As I walked closer to the kitchen I heard my mom humming some kind of tune. Popping my head in the doorway, I saw that she was roasting something in the stove.
Most likely feeling my eyes on her, she turned around and greeted me with a smile.
"Hello son," she opened up a cupboard to grab some type of spice, "dinner not going to ready for a while I'm afraid."
"I was just coming in to get something to snack on," I told her.
"Okay," she nodded, "but we don't have much of anything."
Going to the fridge, I looked it up and down just trying to figure out what I wanted. As I scanned my food Darren's face kept popping up in my head. He just couldn't leave me alone.
Questions were burning in my mind. I felt that I had to have them answered or else I was going to explode!
I looked over my shoulder at my mom feeling antsy. I didn't really want to talk to her about who I liked (I learned that the hard way a couple years ago), but I didn't have a choice at the moment. There was no one else around and I had to get this off of my chest.
"Mom," I called out to her shutting the fridge and leaning on the kitchen counter.
"Yes dear," she turned to face me.
"How do you know when you like someone," I asked her.
Seeing her eyes light up I quickly tried to remedy the situation.
"I'm just asking for my friend," I told her smiling nervously.
"Really," she raised a sly eyebrow at me, "which friend?"
"Uh," I was drawing a blank at the moment.
Quick! Come up with a lie stupid!
"Rally," I cried out, "I'm asking this for my friend Rally who has a thing for his other friend Barren."
Mom stared at me for about a minute.
"Okay son," mom nodded at me looking convinced, "Rally and Barren."
I nodded feeling satisfied with how much of a quick thinker I am.
"So, how long has this…Rally know Barren," she seemed to chuckle a little at the names but I didn't pay that much attention to it.
"Not too long I guess," I explained, "but Rally feels like they've known each other forever. He really cares a lot about his friend and would to anything for him."
"Sounds like he already likes Barren, at least subconsciously," mom told me.
I shook my head trying to fight off my blush.
"That could just friendship though," I told her, "Rally wants to know where to do draw the line between friends and lovers."
"Well," mom thought to herself for a brief moment, "you just have to look at why you like that person and how do they make you feel? How many times you think about that person?"
I was silently making a list in my head of all the things she was naming.
"Think about how much do you try to me near them and most importantly," mom gave me a serious look, "what they do for you."
Huh?
"What they do for you," I repeat slowly, "what does that mean?"
"Only you can answer that son," she told me quietly.
Just then I felt my phone vibrate.
Give me the Greenlight
Give me just one night
I'm ready to go right now
Darren, I thought to myself wistfully. Hitting the talk button, I pressed the phone to my ear to talk to him.
"Hey Darren," I greeted enthusiastically.
"Hello Wally," he replied in his soft voice, "what are you up to?"
"Nothing much why," I told wondering if he wanted to do something. The thought made me extremely happy.
Being around him makes me happy…
"Could you come over, I have a surprise for you," Darren told me.
"What is it, what is it," I was practically bouncing with excitement.
"You'll know when you get here," he chuckled.
"Stingy," I pouted, "I'll be there in a minute."
As I got off my phone, I noticed my mom giving me a look that I couldn't decipher.
"What," I blinked at her in confusion.
"Nothing," she shook her head at me, "good luck son."
I looked at her clueless. Surely she didn't know who I was talking about, right?
"Good luck with what," I asked her.
Mom gave me a dry looked and just waved me off.
"Never mind, just have fun son," and with that she turned back to the stove.
Not wanting to keep Darren waiting too long, I sped out of my house and directly to his. Good thing we live in a neighborhood where no one pays that much attention to things.
Ringing the doorbell of the Hill household, I impatiently waited for Darren to open the door bouncing on my feet.
About a minute later, the door swung open revealing my friend.
"Hi Wally," Darren greeted me happily, "you sure didn't waste time getting here."
Seeing him smile made me grin back at him in return.
"When do I ever waste…"
I stopped midsentence as a sweet aroma hit my nose. I didn't know what it was but it smelled heavenly.
"What is that smell," I breathed blissfully.
"Your surprise," Darren told him with a chuckle, "I told you that I was going to make you certain something remember?"
"My surprise," I repeated in looking lost.
Thinking back I think I remember him saying he was going to make…
"Cinnamon buns," I cried out speeding into the kitchen.
Indeed, I saw a number of cinnamon buns on his kitchen counter. They were big, soft looking, and sprinkled with cinnamon on them, they looked absolutely delicious.
Impulsively, I went to grab some of the pasties they were by the kitchen window.
"Wally no, not those ones," I heard Darren protest from the door.
"Why, what's wrong with them," I asked him grabbing one of them.
Unfortunately, I found out the hard way.
I hissed loudly as I was burned immediately by the pan the pastries were on.
"Because that pan isn't is still hot," Darren told me pointlessly.
"Ya think," I replied sarcastically hold my burned hand as it shook from the pain.
"Let me see," Darren eyed me in concern.
Walking over to me, he inspected my hand.
"It's not that bad," Darren reassured me moving me to sink, "it just needs some cool water."
Turning the sink faucet on Darren immersed my hand in cool water. Holding my hand tenderly, he made sure every part of my hand got soaked.
It felt like a permanent shiver was running through my veins as I felt his hand on me. I didn't want it to ever stop.
"Keep doing that for a little bit," Darren advised, "I'm gonna get some medical tape."
"Huh? Oh yeah okay," I snapped out of my high and nodded at him. I watched as he moved out of the room.
I looked back at the pan I burned myself on and shook my head at my own carelessness.
How could I have done something so stupid? Good thing this wasn't my house otherwise I would have gotten any ear full from my mom.
Actually, anybody I know would have chewed me out about that (except probably my uncle who would have just made fun of me). I know they lecture me because they care, but it gets a little annoying hearing the same speeches over and over again. Darren is the only person I can really my own stupid self without being criticized for the crazy things I do.
He's the only person I can be myself around…
I snapped out of that realization as Darren walked back into the room.
"Here we go," Darren up the medical tape for me to see.
Quickly, he wrapped up my hand in a nice tight seal.
"How do you feel," he asked me once he was done.
"Good a new," I pumped my fist for emphasis, "it's just a little burn it not going to kill me."
"I should hope not," Darren teased gently, "you are the great Kid Flash."
I smirked at him in utter delight.
He gets bonus points on the like meter for shamelessly stroking my ego.
"Yeah you're right," I responded smugly flexing my muscles in front of him.
I was happy to find I got another chuckle out of him.
"Your cinnamon buns are over there," Darren pointed to the edge of kitchen counter.
I saw a whole bowl of fully glazed, scrumptious looking cinnamon buns.
"Don't mind if I do," I ran over to them and started tearing into them.
Completely distracted by my eating, I didn't even notice Darren looking at me in amusement. I stop mid chew and gazed in his direction.
"Want some," I muffled my mouth full.
"No thanks," Darren shook his head, "those are yours. I already have my own."
From his back I saw him pull out one of his own.
"These taste great," I proclaimed moaning a little, "you're a genius in the kitchen."
"Oh, no I'm not," Darren denied quickly, "I can only make these because my grandmother loves to bake and she taught me how to when I use to visit her. Try to have me make anything other than baked goods and it's a disaster."
I nodded in agreement. My mom refuses to let me the kitchen with her. I am far too impatient to be a cook.
Just then, my mind was brought back to something I absolutely dreaded.
"Speaking of relative," I stopped eating and gave my friend a serious look, "what did your dad say about that Tobi guy?"
Darren's head snapped up to me in shock.
"Well, he said that…"
"Darren sweetie," I heard someone, most likely his mother, call out.
"I'm about to…" Darren's mother halted in the door way of the kitchen as she noticed me.
"I didn't know we had a guest," She gave her son a pointed look before holding her hand out for me to shake.
"I'm Darren mother it's nice to meet you," she greeted with a smile.
Politely I shook her hand and introduced myself.
"Hello maim, I'm Wally West a friend of Darren's."
"Wally," her eyes widened in shock, "so you're the famous red head I've been hearing so much about."
"Mom," I heard Darren groaned lowly as a blush appeared on his face.
"Darren has told me all about you, it's nice to finally meet you," she told me.
Those words filled me with happiness. I was beyond delighted to know that Darren talks highly of me.
"I'm about to make dinner, would you like to stay," Mrs. Hill told me.
"I wouldn't want to impose," I told her mostly thinking of the roast my mom had in oven hungrily.
"You won't be imposing," she waved me off my excuse, "we're expecting guests anyway."
"We are," Darren looking lost.
"I told you, the man I've been dating is coming over with his son this evening in," Mrs. Hill scolded.
"Oh yeah," Darren nodded, "mom, can you at least tell me his name?"
Mrs. Hill gave her son a teasing smile.
"Bruce. Now run along, I have to prepare dinner."
She pushed both of us out of the kitchen hurriedly. Before leaving, bowl filled with cinnamon buns with me
"Let's go take a walk," I offered, "so we can finish out little talk."
Darren nodded in agreement and followed me out the door. We weren't walking anywhere in particular, just around the neighborhood.
"So what were you going to say," I asked when we were a safe distance away from the Hill household.
"Right, my dad said that Guardians of the Universe didn't know much about the Ring of Silence other than the fact that it's an ancient and powerful weapon."
"Great," I muffled taking a bit of another cinnamon bun.
That might as well have told us nothing at all.
"Dad told me that the Guardians contacted the founders of the Blue Lantern Corps but they didn't know about Tobi at all. Which was weird because if that's true then how is he able to charge up his ring?"
"Blue Lantern Corps," I repeated, "just how many Lantern Corps are there?"
"Seven," Darren answered. (1)
As my eyebrows rose in shock, Darren chuckled at me.
"Let me explain," he offered, "each Lantern Corps are all a part of something called the Emotional Electromagnetic Spectrum (or the Emotional Spectrum). The Emotional Spectrum is an energy field that is fueled by the emotions of all beings. Chosen beings channel the unique forms energy in the Emotional Spectrum based on their emotions, with a color unique to the emotion."
"So what is it a rainbow," I joked licking the icing off of my fingers.
"Yes, that's it exactly," Darren nodded seriously, "rage is red, avarice is orange, fear is yellow, willpower is green, hope is blue, compassion is indigo, and love is violet."
"The seven colors of the rainbow," I thought aloud, "wait, how do you know all this?"
"History of Power," Darren replied simply, "it's a book I picked up on Oa that explains all of this."
"Blue is hope huh," my mind went back to that Tobi creep, "what the hell could he possibly want with you?"
"I don't know," Darren replied nervously, "Blue Lanterns are supposed to relatively good people, but they are known for going a bit overboard at times."
"Don't worry Darren," I moved my arm around him protectively, "I won't let anything happen to you, I promise."
"Thank you Wally," Darren's eyes shined happily before his eyes turned downtrodden.
"What's wrong," I asked him.
Darren shook his head at me taking a bit of his cinnamon bun.
"Nothing, it's just that you do so much for me. I wish that I could somehow return the favor."
"You already do," I insisted, "just by being putting up with me your returning the favor back to me and more."
Darren turned and gave me a serious look. "I don't ever put up with you Wally. I like being around you. You make me happy."
I halted in my steps just to take in those words. Those words made me want to scream out in utter joy.
"I like being around you to," I told my friend looking him into his eyes he could know how serious I am, "more than you could ever imagine."
"Oh Wally," Darren squeezed that hand I had around him tightly.
As he smiled at me I noticed some icing from the cinnamon bun got on his lips. The white creamy goodness on his lips was bringing some very suggestive images in my mind.
I am so dirty.
"Um, you a have some icing on your lip," I gestured to the part of lip it was on.
Looking embarrassed, Darren swiped his shirt sleeve over his lips in order to whip it off.
"Of still have some on there," I chuckled, "let me do it."
Gently, I swiped my fingers over his upper lip clearing all traces of icing off of his body.
It was then that I felt drawn in by his lips. They looked so soft, so inviting.
"Wally?"
I didn't pay my friends words any mind. I felt like I was hypnotized by him.
"Hey West," I loud voiced shouted tauntingly.
I inwardly groaned to myself. I did not want to deal with him today.
Warily, I looked ahead to the see the resident trouble maker of this neighborhood.
Theodore Bani.
This guy gives all teenagers a bad name. He steals, he drinks, he beats people, sells drugs, and a couple other things I don't it's safe to mention. A lot of people in the neighborhood are scared of him because of how big and well-muscled he is.
For some reason, he has a deep hate for everyone and everything in existence (he's stated this several times). His parents don't know what do with him. They tried counseling, juvey, and even medical doctors, but nothing seems to faze this guy.
He's like an unstoppable monster.
"Hey, Theo," I greeted friendly not wanting to start any trouble.
"Shut up dipshit," he sneered walking over to us, "who your little friend over there."
Darren's gaze turned to nervous, I put myself in front of him.
"This is Darren Hill," I informed him, "he and his mom moved here a little while ago."
"Hm," was all he said in return patting down his hat.
That was another strange thing about Theo, hats. No matter what the weather was outside, or where he was for that matter, he always wore something over his head.
This kid was weird.
Carelessly, Theo grabbed Darren's arm from behind me and pulled him so they were face to face with each other.
"A little word of advice new kid," he said deeply to a fearfully Darren, "stay indoors and away from pussies like West over here got it?"
I growled at him angrily.
"B-But w-why," Darren stammered as he usually does when he meets someone new.
Swiftly, Theo delivered a powerful punch to Darren's gut causing him to double over in pain.
I was immediately seething in anger. No one treated Darren like that. I dropped my bowl on the sidewalk.
Fists clenched, I went to teach that asshole a lesson, but was stopped by him pulling a gun in my face. While doing this Theo didn't once take his eyes off of Darren.
"Don't disobey me Darren," Theo told him his dark blue eyes piercing him.
After giving me a hatefully look, he put away his gone and calmly walked back to where he came from.
"Are you okay," I rushed over to Darren's side.
"I'm fine," Darren rubbed where he was hit but stood up by himself nonetheless.
"Who was that," Darren looked at me curiously.
"Theo, the resident asshole," I sighed, "do yourself a favor and stay away from him."
"Okay," Darren nodded.
Looking up, I saw that the sun was starting to set.
"We better get back to your place," I told him picking up my bowl.
Darren agreed and we went back to the Hill household to repress what just happened.
When we got to Darren's place we saw a fancy looking car in the driveway.
"That must be your future father in law," I joked.
"Stop it," Darren hit me lightly on the arm with a blush on his face, "I'm kind of nervous to go in there."
"Don't worry about it," I reassured him, "I'm sure nothing bad is going to happen."
Darren gave me a look of doubt.
"Really," I said with emphasized with a grin opening the door to his house.
What I saw caused me to freeze in shock.
In front of me were the two people I thought I would never see in my neighborhood. The two people I wasn't sure who knew were suburbia was let alone how to get here.
Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson.
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