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Kid Lantern	By : JessieMundaiFan Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Young Justice Views: 2074 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This is a fan-made story I do not own Young Justice.I make no profit on this fanfic

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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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(General POV)
Darren sat in his room staring aimlessly at his back wall. He had his sketch book in his hand but drawing seemed to be the last thing on his mind.
It was Sunday morning, the day after the whole fiasco in Coast City. Darren hadn't spoken to either of his parents since last night because he doesn't think they would want to at the moment, especially his mother. She had gotten so enrage that he had been talking to his father without her consent that she actually dragged him to a taxi and made them both go home immediately. Darren barely had enough time to say goodbye to Dick.
"Don't worry, this thing will all blow over," Dick told him before he left.
Dick said he would try to get Bruce to talk to Hal about the whole taking of the ring thing but Darren doubted that would too much. Hal was way to mad to listen to anyone last night.
"Now what do I do?" Darren whispered feeling depressed, "I don't have my ring anymore meaning that I can't become Kid Lantern and fight evil, just when I was finding my place on the team to."
Darren decided to just go back to sleep to try and sleep this off a bit.
"Where do you think you're going?" an amused voice said from behind him.
Shocked, Darren turned around to see Wally standing outside of his window a grin present on his face.
"Wally," Darren's eye lite up happily.
Running over to him, Wally developed Darren in a big hug.
"Long time no see huh?" Wally claimed with a smirk.
"It's only been a day since we've seen each other," Darren said into his friend's chest returning the hug wholeheartedly.
"I know," Wally chuckled, "I'm just being overly romantic."
"What are you doing here?" Darren asked.
"Why, I've come to take you away princess," Wally bellowed dramatically, "I promised you a date didn't I?"
"Our date?" Darren eyes widen in shock. He had almost forgotten about it.
"I don't think I can go," Darren lowered his eyes to the floor sadly, "my parents are…"
"I know," Wally interjected nodded his head, "Dick filled me in about what happened."
If possible, Darren tried to bury his head into Wally's chest even further. He gasped in shock as he suddenly was picked up bridal style.
"I'm still stealing you away," Wally grinned wiggling his eyebrows at him, "so I can protect you from everything."
"But Wally…"
Completely ignoring the young Green Lantern, Wally scooped Darren's up in his arms. He also snatched sketch book that was on his desk.
"We might need this," Wally mused eyeing the sketch book.
"Wally wait…"
Darren couldn't finish his sentence as Wally took off out of his room, out of his house, and out of the neighborhood.
"Wally," Darren whined not being able to open his eyes due to how fast they were going.
All Darren could hear is Wally snickering in response.
In the sky above them a pair of blue eyes watched the two young superheroes with both anger and curiosity.
"This could work out in my favor," the boy said to himself discreetly following them.
From the sound of Wally's rapidly moving feet, Darren theorized that his friend has been running for miles and miles without stop.
When they finally came to stop, Darren was finally able to open his eyes. He was surprised to see the both of them at the Young Justice headquarters.
"What are we doing here Wally?" Darren questioned jumping out of the young speedsters arms.
"Uh, uh," Wally waved a finger at him teasing, "this isn't the surprise. Now, hold still for a minute for me."
Before Darren could question why, a blind fold was put over his eyes.
"Wally," Darren squeaked in panic.
"You know you sure call my name a lot," Darren could practically hear the grin in his friend's voice.
"I like that," Wally whispered into his ear causing shivers to run through his spine.
Darren could feel Wally pushing him into a room and up a small amount of stairs. As Wally sat him down in a chair, he could hear some mechanics moving as if closing something.
Wally could see his friend moving uncomfortably in his seat. He could tell that Darren really wasn't one for surprises.
"Just trust me Darren," Wally asked him pleadingly putting Darren's sketch book in the book bag he brought here earlier, "I promise that you'll love this."
With a sigh, Darren stopped moving in his seat and decided to trust his friend.
Hearing the roar of an engine, Darren could feel whatever they were on, by now he assumed it was an aircraft of some kind, lifting off of the ground.
Hitting the gas, Wally guided them through the sky.
"Does the league know…"
"That I have this ship," Wally finished amusedly, "nope, there is no way they would let me use one of these things. Good things no one's at the base today.
The next couple of minutes were spent in silence, both of them hardly being able to contain themselves over what the surprise was.
Darren jumped as they suddenly landed and the aircraft came to a stop.
"Alright let's move," Wally grabbed Darren by the hand and led him outside.
"Let me just cloak the ship really quick," Darren heard Wally pushing some buttons and then he heard a whooshing sound.
"There we go," Wally scooped Darren up again, "now we're ready."
In a time frame much smaller than before, Wally ran them to the particular place they were supposed to be.
"Here," Wally announced proudly leading him further by the shoulders.
"Can I take this blindfold off now?" Darren questioned in annoyance having had quite enough of this game.
"Sure, sure you little impatient baby," Wally joked going behind him and taking off his blindfold.
Darren opened his eyes see glass in the shape of a pyramid above him. He couldn't put his finger on it but it looked really familiar. He furrowed his brow in thought. Looking around even more his thoughts became clearer and cleared until it hit him.
They were in the Louvre Pyramid.
Yes, the Louvre Pyramid. Designed by the famous architect I. M. Pei in 1989, the pyramid that is constructed entirely with glass segments in the shape of a pyramid. It functions as the entrance as a particular museum of the same name.
Darren gasped in shock. Slowly, he turned around to his largely grinning friend.
"W-W-Wally," Darren stuttered, "t-this c-can't be the place I-I'm thinking of."
Smiling in amusement, Wally grabbed Darren by the shoulder and held him close.
"But it is," Wally reassured him reaching into his backpack he pulled out a book.
Darren seemed to have trouble breathing now. He was starting to breathe heavily through his mouth.
"T-This is a guide for…"
"Musee du Louvre," Wally cried out excitedly, "my good old buddy Roy Harper had some tickets, he said something about a visit that had to get cancelled and he couldn't use them, but couldn't send them to me until today."
"So what do you think? Do you like my surprise?" Wally asked looking eager for Darren's reaction.
In total and complete spontaneity, Darren jumped into Wally's arms and started kissing all over his face.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you," Darren chanted over and over again.
"I'm loving this already," Wally grinned taking this display of affection gratefully.
Someone behind them in line cleared there throat rather loudly letting them know that they weren't alone.
Seeing all the eyes on them, Darren quickly got off of his friend looking quiet sheepish.
"Oh, before I forget," Wally reached into his again for something. What he pulled out were what looked to be two ear plugs and two miniature disks.
"What are those?" Darren asked while still observing the layers of the Louvre Pyramid as they walked to the ticket counter.
"Languators," Wally answered and chuckling at the confused look Darren gave him, "or language communicators. Once you put them on you'll be able to speak and understand the language programmed in them."
"So we'll be able to understand French?" Darren asked excitedly seeing as he didn't speak French in the slightest.
"French?" Wally's eyebrows rose in jokingly, "oh crap I got the wrong ones! I thought they spoke Spanish here."
Darren rolled his eyes and snatched his of languators from Wally.
"Just put the ear plug in your ear and the disk under your tongue," Wally advised, "the disk will automatically attached itself."
"Where did you get these?" Darren asked doing what was told of him.
"Megan," Wally answered, "her uncle made them for her because can't imitate other people's languages yet and wanted her to get practice doing it."
The walk to the ticket counter was not long at all. In no time they were by the lines to pay for tickets.
As Darren went to get into a line he was stopped by Wally.
"We got our tickets remember," Wally reminded with a smirk pointing to where they had to go. Wally walked over to a woman at the ticket counter and showed her the ticket.
Darren was amazed at how even though Wally was clearly speaking English, it was coming out as French (proven by the conversation he was having with the woman). It truly was something to see.
Once they were able to get pass security and all the minor details they were finally able to enter the museum.
The inside of the Louvre Museum was truly as sight to behold. With its mix of medieval, renaissance, and modern design it's no surprise that the Louvre Museum itself has been critically acclaimed over the years to be a work of art itself.
"Okay," Wally flipped open the guide he brought looking through some of the exhibits, "so
which wing do you…"
"The Denon Wing," Darren answered instantly.
Wally blinked at him at his quick response.
The Louvre Museum consists of three wings. To the north of the museum is the Richelieu wing, which is named after Cardinal de Richelieu who was Louis the 13th's chief minister. On the ground floor of the wing are French sculptures and paintings from the middle ages. On the second floor are lavishly reappointed apartments filled with furniture from the rein of napoleon. On the top floor holds within it are ladder French paintings from the 14th to 17th century as well as works from the northern renaissance.
To the east is the Sully wing name after a bishop of Paris around 1200 AD by the name of Maurice de Sully. Sully wing contains some of the more older works of art within it such as the Venus de Milo. Nonetheless, it contains with it dozens of memorable Greek, Etruscan, and Roman antiquities.
Lastly in the south of the museum, is the Denon wing which is name after the museums first director Dominique-Vivant Denon. The Denon wing has possibly the Louvre Museums biggest attractions containing both the Winged Victory of Samothrace and the Mona Lisa. Not to mention that it also contains room upon room of both Italian and French sculptures and paintings.
"Are you sure," Wally asked in hesitation, "because you know that we probably won't be able to tackle the whole museum today."
"The whole museum?" Darren repeated with a surprising snort, "we'll be lucky to get through the Denon wing in its entirety."
"Really?" Wally's eyebrows rose in shock as he didn't think that the museum was that big.
Darren nodded in agreement starting to walk into the Denon Wing with Wally closely behind him.
Both of them were strolling around the paintings and sculptures in awe. Wally took pictures of everything they saw, literally. He took pictures, of the paintings, the sculptures, the walls, the ceiling, the floor, and even security guards. Wally just found himself having a unbelievable amount of fun getting pictures of everything. Darren was having an equally great time making just tiny little drawings, because he didn't want to spend all day drawing full pages of the art, in his sketch book of the things he saw.
With each work of art that could catch their eye, which was pretty every other work of art they saw, they stopped to appreciate and discussed it. Darren, who had been studying art ever since he was a little kid, knew more about the history of some works of art leaving Wally to feel slightly inferior in comparison.
"I always feel so stupid when we talk about art," Wally grumbled as they walked away from the latest work of art they talked about, "you know so much more about this stuff than I do."
Darren turned and smiled at his friend.
"I may know more about their history, but I don't know how they should be perceived," Darren reassured the young speedster, "that's part of the fun with looking at art. Getting other people's opinions and see what they think. I told you that before."
"I know, I know," Wally sighed trying to snap himself out of his bad mood. This was not the time to start feeling depressed.
Wally eyes snapped up as he saw a particular sculpture.
"Oh what's this," Wally gasped in delight. Flipping through his guide he finally found the name to it.
"The Victory of Samothrace," Wally read looking up the sculpture again and taking a picture of it.
"It's a sculpture of…"
"Don't tell me," Wally shouted ignoring the annoyed looks he got from the people around him, "I can do this!"
Rolling his eyes in amusement, Darren decided to draw the sculpture while Wally got his thoughts together.
"Alright," Wally nodded to himself coming up with an answer.
Clearing his throat, Wally started to speak in a deep serious voice.
"This sculpture represents freedom and the power to soar beyond your wildest dreams into an endless field of nothing beyond the clouds and discover yourself for all to see."
Darren eyed Wally like he was absolutely insane while the young speedster smirked looking proud of himself.
"No," Darren denied shaking his head.
"What?" Wally's gave Darren a pout, "you told me art can be anything I think it to be."
"It can be, just not that," Darren snickered at the glare Wally gave him, "next time try thinking outside and inside the box."
Wally grumbled to himself and went grab Darren. Fortunately, the young Green Lantern was able to jump out of the way causing Wally to fall flat on his face.
You could hear people around them trying to hold in their laughter.
Smiling fondly, Darren helped Wally up. The only response he got was a dry look.
"Sorry Wally," Darren apologized kissing him on the cheek.
Wally huffed but didn't turn him away.
"Come on, let's go see the Mona Lisa," Darren urged pulling on Wally's arm.
Unsurprisingly when they got to the Mona Lisa it was surrounded by people taking pictures and crowding around it. Thankfully, the crowd wasn't so large that others couldn't see past them.
Wally and Darren observed the painting standing a little ways away from the crowd.
"So what do you think of this one?" Darren asked.
"Hm," Wally narrowed his eyes as he looked the picture over.
"Oh this is an easy one," Wally answered.
"It is?" Darren asked with raised eyebrows because the Mona Lisa is not an easy painting to decipher, which is why some many still discuss the meaning of it today.
"Yep," Wally nodded in assurance, "she's likes somebody. She likes somebody and she just doesn't know how to react."
Darren looked from the painting to Wally and back again.
"And how do you know that?" Darren questioned.
A blush appeared on Wally's face.
"Because," Wally spoke lowly, "that's almost the way I looked when I found out how much I liked you."
Now Darren's was blushing as well. If anyone around the two of them had been paying attention they would have thought it got hotter all of a sudden.
"Really?" Darren asked sounding both happy and nervous at the same time.
"Really," Wally confirmed seriously.
Reaching his hand out, Wally intertwined their hands together.
Just then they found each other more interesting than any painting in the world.
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After the five hours they spent at the Louvre it was time for them to leave. Both feeling hungry, Wally guided them to a restaurant called L'Ardoise where they could dine. This privilege was given by Roy Harper (again) who set up the reservations for the two of them and gave Wally them money to pay for everything.
The food tasted amazing there but one thing you must know, if you've never tasted French cuisine before you must take it in stride. Otherwise you'll end up being utterly embarrassed like Wally who spit up his Gartin d'Escargots appetizer after one bite.
As to wrap up the day of sorts, boys went to the top of Eiffel Tower together.
"This has been amazing Wally," Darren sighed putting his head on Wally's shoulder as they looked on at the beauty that is Paris, "I'll have to pay you back for this."
"You don't have to," Wally reassured him almost cooing as he snuggled up to Darren, "I was more than happy to do this."
They watched as the sun slowly started to set in sky.
"I don't want this day to end," Darren confessed sadly, "this has been one of the best days of my life."
"Hey we'll have more," Wally said trying to cheer his friend up, "I'll make sure of it. We can make sure of it, together."
Darren finally leaned his head up to look Wally in the face.
"How can we do that," Darren asked hoping that the answer was the one he was thinking of.
Wally gulped and gently put his hands around Darren's waist bring them closer to each other.
"Be my boyfriend," Wally whispered to him, "and I promise that every day will feel like a trip to Paris."
"Oh Wally," Darren replied tearfully, "I'd love to be your boyfriend."
Feeling an existential amount of happiness, Wally leaned forward and closed the gap between their lips. Darren's breath caught as warm lips covered his own, but he quickly got use to it as his eye slid closed.
The kiss started out slow as they nervously explored one another. As they started to get more comfortable kissing each other, their bodies started to move causing the groins to accidently meet. As Darren moan in shock, Wally took his opportunity and deepened the kiss, putting is tongue in his boyfriends mouth.
"Wally," Darren moaned in pleasure.
After a small amount of coaxing, Wally's tongue was able to get Darren's to come out and play. Darren shuddered into the steadily heated kiss and wrapped his arms around Wally's broad shoulders.
They spent an undeterminable amount of time enjoying each other until they finally broke apart.
Neither Darren nor Wally said anything at this point. All they did is look at one another with an emotion neither of them were strong enough to come to grips with yet.
So distracted by each other, they couldn't prepare themselves for what was coming.
A blue blast from a distance soared through the sky, searching for its target. Finally, it traveled up the Eiffel Tower striking Wally directly in the chest.
The attack ripped Wally out of Darren's arms as he went flying to the ground.
"Wally," Darren cried running over to help him but was stopped as he was suddenly picked up from the ground.
Looked up in fear to see it was his ever faithful stalker.
"Tobi," Darren gasped in fear.
"Your mine now my love," Tobi cooed, "and now it's finally time to create silence."
"No," Darren shouted struggling in his grip as he was floated even higher into the sky.
"Wally!"
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