Celestial Sensations | By : FireCracker Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 3371 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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CHAPTER SEVEN : DEVILS AND THE BIG BLUE
In hell, the Sons of Trigon roared with laughter.
“Well, looks like our favorite traitor is at it again.”
“I’m glad you think it’s funny, Belial.” Russkof snorted. “I personally think it’s ridiculous. Again with a mortal?”
“Apparently so.” Suge observed. “I fail to understand his fixation with those creatures. It’s what got him into trouble to begin with!”
“Obsession, you mean. I don’t think he cares about forgiveness anymore, just a good time.” Russkof stated.
“He certainly planted his own garden on earth.” Belial commented.
“Think he’ll get his plaything before the week is out?” Suge wondered.
“I’ll lay odds. Bet Hades Hold Em.” Ruskoff nodded. “By the way, I hear Stranger’s got a fabulous body. Rosacarnis told me he visited her a few times.”
“You could’ve asked Tala for that info, brother.” Suge interrupted. “Not to mention-“
“SHH.” Belial whispered, polishing their crystal ball. “Quiet. I can’t wait to see them fuck! Now keep watching.”
Cackling insanely, the demon brothers stared into the ball.
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The “brainstorm” consisted of stating the pictures were the result of a publicity stunt with a body double. Bruce wasn’t buying it.
“I still say it’s hair brained. People saw me there!”
“We could say it was known you’d be there and some group staged a publicity stunt for controversy.”
“What group?”
“We won’t say.” Alfred chimed in. “A crazy story, but in Gotham crazy works.”
“Really? And how to explain why I’m at an “Open” restaurant in the first place? Not that it’s anyone’s business, but that’s bound to be the first question.”
“Just say you were there on business with a special interest group.” Zatanna brightened. “That should answer all suspicion.”
“It’s moronic, Zee.”
“You’d better do something to stem the tide, Bruce. The Gotham Flip website had two hundred thousand hits since the story broke. Reports say the site had crashed by the time I got here earlier. You’re hot, my dear.”
“Good Lord.” Alfred couldn’t believe.
Bruce was silent a moment. “I still think it’s insane.”
Zatanna made a gesture. “Than go to your board meeting and tell them the truth. Then come back and say what’s insane.”
“All right, but I can’t see this working.” Bruce left to go get dressed.
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The meeting was rocky. The Board of Directors grudgingly accepted his explanation of events. Bruce barely avoided getting voted out, 7 to 5. He had no intention of dealing with the League right away, although several had called offering support with various levels of disbelief. He planned to meet with his legal team about the advisability of a lawsuit.
Tim checked in on him that evening, recommending he stay in. Bruce agreed heartily. Mentally worn out from the public circus, Bruce collapsed over the love seat in the study. He stared out the window at the evening sky, collecting his thoughts. Thoughts that drifted once again to a certain immortal.
The Stranger hasn’t shown for two days now. Is he angry at me? Perhaps he’s changed his mind.
Bruce sighed, closing his eyes. His body hadn’t stopped aching in over a week. I need you, Stranger. I can’t take this anymore.
A gentle breeze stirred the room. But the scent was vague, mortal. Sun rays and Ozone…
Crystal blue eyes snapped open. “Clark?!”
Superman nodded, moving his way. “I wanted to see if you were alright. Alfred let me in.”
“Uh.” Bruce sat up, stretching. “Was starting to drift off.”
Clark touched his shoulder. “Why is your heart rate accelerated, Bruce?”
“Kryptonian senses are the bane of my existence.” Bruce smiled vaguely, then glanced away.
“I want the truth.” With a flourish, Superman sat at his side. “Now talk. You’re flushed, excited. Pulse is erratic, too.”
“I’m fine, really. It’s been a crazy few days-“
“You’re not in any immediate danger, but I want to know what’s causing your body to act this way.”
“I may not be in danger, but it’s wearing me out.” Bruce leaned back wearily.
“Easy.” A blue clad arm cradled the big man.
Bruce rested quietly. “I’m surprised you’re even talking to me. Dick isn’t.”
“I’m not Dick. We aren’t together now but that doesn’t mean I don’t care.”
“You remind me of the tides, Clark. Steady and immutable.”
That got him a smile. “Now that you’ve complimented me, tell me what’s going on.”
“I wish I could tell you everything-“
“Bruce, I know it’s true. No matter what you say in denial.”
A gasp in surprise. “You…know?”
“Kryptonian senses, remember? And I do check up on you at times.”
“Why not?” Bruce covered his eyes, resigned. “Everyone else knows.”
“I’m not just talking about the pictures. I mean whatever’s going on with you and the Stranger.”
“Sure you want to hear this?”
Clark teased a lock of Bruce’s hair. “I do.”
So Bruce told him.
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Clark draped his cape around Bruce as they sat. “I had no idea all this was happening.”
Bruce scrunched the familiar fabric against his body. “It’s been one long roller coaster ride. And now the Stranger’s been gone for two days.”
“He does wander, you know that.” Clark pressed his nose against dark hair.
“Clark, don’t start. I’m in enough of a mess as it is.”
“No, I’m just noticing a powerful scent on you. It’s absolutely amazing.”
Bruce straightened a bit. “Well I hope you didn’t come here just to smell me.”
A chuckle. “Hardly. But that scent reminds me of someone else we know. Do you remember Zauriel?”
Bruce was thinking also. “Aquaman’s friend?”
“That’s who I was thinking of.” Clark nodded. “I remember when we first met, I thought he was wearing cologne. But his is a lighter and sweeter scent, more like blossoms in the spring.”
Bruce burst out laughing. Clark stared in concern. “Are you okay?”
“I can’t believe we’re sitting here talking about how people smell!”
Clark started laughing then. “You’re right, it’s pretty bizarre.”
“Everything surrounding this situation is bizarre. My life is in a state of chaos-“
Superman swept him into a kiss. Bruce pulled up immediately.
“Don’t tell me you’ve lost it, too!”
“That’s just a reminder that breaking up wasn’t my idea.” Clark eased off. “But I want to know something. Have you and the Stranger slept together?“
“No, but not for lack of trying on his part.” Bruce sighed. “Something always comes up. Crisis, interruption, you name it.”
“Bruce, sometimes things resolve themselves. You can’t force every circumstance.”
“I’m learning that the hard way.” He leaned into his ex. “You feel good, Clark. Always did. But I’m really tired.”
“I’ll stay here until you sleep.”
“Go on home, Big Blue. I’ll be fine.” A yawn.
“I intend to wait.”
“Suit yourself..” Bruce had to smile at his friend’s stubbornness. “This is ridiculous. Go away.”
“Nope.” Clark smiled back, holding him close. Bruce soaked in the warmth of his favorite Kryptonian.
“Hmm. You still make a great hot water bottle. Perfect for aches and pains.”
“So you often told me. Maybe I should tuck you in.”
Bruce gave him that look.
“You can trust me.” Clark said innocently.
“Not in a million years, especially once my eyes close.”
Superman decided to change the subject. “Phantom Stranger sounds pretty determined to get you.”
“I don’t know whether to be flattered or terrified, to tell the truth. So much about him is unknown, even by people that work with him.”
“He seems to have a soft spot for Zatanna.”
Bruce thought that over. “True. I wonder why? Anyway, he gives off a strange vibe…hard to describe. Am I making sense?”
“Absolutely.” Clark shifted in the love seat. “Although I’d be lying if I said his interest makes me happy. The situation with Dick was enough of a mess.”
“Tell me about it.”
Clark traced a finger down the roman nose. “Ready for bed?”
Bruce stared at him sharply. “You don’t mean-“
Before he could finish, a loud crack shook the room, followed by a bloom of black smoke. Three mysterious figures stood in the murky cloud.
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