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Chapter V ALRIGHT!... I am SO sorry it took me this long to finish these three chapters. Classes got to be overwhelming, and once winter break came, we had a lot of family in town which was... taxing _... I also got an iPad so that I can lug that to campus instead of my baby, my laptop, so if there are typos in here, it's because I was editing the chapters as a means of getting used to the touch keyboard on here... So far so good. And I say three chapters because this single one ended up being over forty pages, so I decided to break it up. Because of that, I'm afraid that transitions may seem a bit off, but it's not too awful, I don't think. ~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~ "You see Wally, I know this is anything but easy, but we're all in this, so I wanted to make sure you understood." Superman's voice was stern, but his expression was every bit as soft. "I get it…" the speedster sighed. He didn't dare look at Shyera and John, he couldn't… And what if J'onn had it too, he kissed him. They'd always practiced formality and professionalism in the conference room, but now… It was unfamiliar to them all, this topic, this intimacy in a subject. Unfortunately, it was something that needed to be discussed, among all of them, as ethically inappropriate as that was, it had to be done. Batman had explained to the others that he'd accidentally been infected by the sample he'd taken from Flash. When the syringe vial exploded, he ended up with a face full of nano infected blood. It was logical to assume that any transferal of body fluids like that would result in infection. None of the league members had disclosed how intimate they had been with Wally. The meeting was only to reveal how friendly the nanos were. No one else knew that Flash had slept with Green Lantern and Hawkgirl. They didn't need to know that. They didn't need to know that Batman had jerked him off or that he'd made out with J'onn the Martian. The meeting was strictly business. "So… I'm gonna go." Wally stood. This all felt like his fault, like one giant mistake that affected the rest of them, and not just himself. "Wait." Diana had said, they turned to her, surprised that she'd said anything because she had stayed out of the situation thus far, but it was obvious to them all how unfamiliar this all was to her. Not in a sense that she didn't understand their culture yet, she had had plenty of opportunity for that, but to her, in the world of men, women were always the victims. "You know that this isn't your fault, Wally. I think it would hurt us more if you continued to act so depressed." She smiled at him, trying to console the boy in front of them all. The rest of the league turned their encouraging gazes on him. Even John, who had felt somewhat upset about his lover and him being infected by the high tech nanos. Wally laughed. "Well, I can't help feeling responsible, but… that helps." He smiled back at her. A genuine smile, not a shit-eating-grin. Even though Wally was usually up beat, genuine smiles were still somewhat rare with him. He wasn't one for heart felt moments, he was all about the comedy in life. It was… a decent end to their meeting, which was doomed to be awkward from the beginning. That may be due in part to Batman's lecture to the entire league, minus Wally, before hand. It was more of a threat, with Superman by his side too. He wanted to make sure they didn't lash out at Wally. And while most of them agreed that it would be bad, he could tell that John and Shyera were upset with the whole situation, for whatever reason, he could only guess. Once the speedster had taken off for his room, Batman turned on them all. He was silent at first, his gaze cold as steel before his shoulders relaxed somewhat. "Thanks." He said to them, and got up to return to the console. The remaining league members stared dumbly at him, wondering what that meant. It was obvious but, they were more concerned about what foreboding doom would befall the world now that Batman had Thanked them all, collectively. Superman laughed a little and he stood as well. The rest of them dispersed and J'onn flew up to where Wally's room was. He stayed out of sight. He'd been reading the boy's mind during the whole meeting. There was a lot of torment in there. He wanted to see how he was afterwards. To his surprise, he saw Wally and Diana in his room. She was waiting for him to sit down and listen to her but he looked busy pulling out boxes of tools and electrical supplies. "Flash, listen to me." She tried. "I'm listening, Princess." He told her, pulling his top up and over his head, along with his cowl. "No, I mean sit down and listen to me." She grumbled with her arms crossed. "Uh, okay, hang on." He sighed and pulled his pants down as well. "What are you doing?" She demanded as she turned away from his naked body. "I'm finding my coveralls." He said, getting down on all fours to look under the bed. J'onn suppressed a smile as he watched the two. Now that Wally was out to the League, he seemed completely relaxed around the Princess, in a completely different way than before. Before he was overconfident, which they now know was a front. Now he wasn't even interested in her. Wally found them and looked relieved and pulled them up over his waist. "'kay, sorry Princess." He smiled sheepishly at her. "Oh, Wally." She rolled her eyes. "I want you to sit down and talk with me. Can the door wait?" "Yeah, sorry." He laughed and sat himself down on his bed in front of her, trying to look focused. "I just… I want you to answer me honestly, are you okay?" She asked him, her posture relaxing somewhat. Diana looked more like she was trying to be there, rather than wanting to be there. "Ya know, Princess, I can't really tell. I only feel better when I'm distracted." He shrugged, looking down at his restless hands. "I understand… Can you stop calling me Princess, for now?" She laughed softly at him. "You understand?" He looked surprise. "Well, of course. Times like these are difficult and so overpowering, it's hard to return to a normal way of life." She sat down on the bed beside him. "I'm only concerned for your well being, like the rest of us." "You're… ya know, it's weird when you're like this. I'm used to you pushing me away." He laughed. "Well, that's when I thought you were a skirt chaser." She poked fun at him. Flash returned the jab by saying, "Ya know, that term is a few decades old, might wanna watch that." He laughed. The boy yelped out as she gave him a light slug in the shoulder. "Hey! Watch it, we already have Hawkgirl for that!" He rubbed his arm sorely, frowning. "Aren't you gonna be nicer to me now that you know I'm gay?" He asked her. "Not if you act disrespectfully." She smiled at him. "Oh, I think you'll find that our company is very much sought after… by stereotype I mean. That gay men are—" "I understand. I read in a tabloid that every young woman should have a gay friend." She nodded seriously. "Yeah, I'm surprised you don't have a bunch of them on your little paradise there." "Well, they're still men…" She began "Yeah, I know, we're all the same, no matter who's tail we chase after." He rolled his eyes. J'onn found their conversation quite amusing, and also quite personal, so he floated up off of the platform and over the rail down into the main hall of the Watchtower to wait. He ran a few figures on their surveillance equipment. He'd found several small crimes that had occurred over the last day or so, but nothing major. For some reason it was rather quiet around the world. He saw Batman's ship take off through the bay doors, he had a fundraiser and auction in Gotahm to prepare for. Highly sought after items that were surely on the wish list of every major villain in Gotham city, possibly even around the world. There wasn't much that could be done at this point, so J'onn looked back up at Wally's room just as Diana walked passed him. "He's all yours." She sighed, appearing frustrated. He gave her a quizzical look and she laughed at him, "Go on J'onn." She smiled and waved him off. Apparently his eaves dropping hadn't been as successful as he had thought. J'onn waited for a moment, his eyes beginning to glow but Diana turned to him and waved her hand in his face dismissively. "You won't find any answers that way." she rubbed her temples. "I thought your conversation had gone well." he questioned her discretely. "It did... for him." she gave a small smile in return. "I'm... still finding this all hard to understand." she admitted, acting almost ashamed. J'onn watched Diana examine the console in front of them for a moment, and then turned his gaze away. "I understand how your perceptions must have had to adjust since you left your home, but I do believe that Flash's situation deserves the same kind of attention as one of your own sisters." "No, I agree, J'onn. But I have a hard time integrating the two genders in my mind. I've always seen them as separate." she sighed and gave a defeated laugh. "I was to be perfect, you understand," J'onn nodded in response. "I suppose my upbringing was not so." she shook her head. "Diana," J'onn placed a rare but kind hand on the Princess' shoulder. "for what it's worth, I felt that your conversation with Wally helped him a great deal." in fact, he knew it did, at least a little. "Thank you, J'onn. Now go on." she gave a small jerk of her head to get J'onn off her back. She smiled at the apologetic look that he gave her, letting him know that she was just being hard on him. J'onn found the boy, in his pair of coveralls, half squeezed inside the door, which was much too small for his chest and shoulders, but he managed to get most of his head and two arms twisted over one another inside. He was holding a flash light in his mouth while he tested the different wires with his voltmeter in one hand and pliers in the other. J'onn smirked at how focused Wally was, knowing that it would help him. He noted Wally's awkward stance from the waist down, he had his legs spread wide. It looked as though it made his task much harder than it needed to be, although in a split second, J'onn understood why. He heard a tiny zap from inside the door, and instantly, the steel slab slammed towards Wally wedged inside the door jam. J'onn hadn't even the time to react, but he had failed to notice Wally's tool box, with tools splayed about, set length-wise at the base of the door. It was a steel case with several compartments for different tools. When the door hit the tool box, it stopped just inches from Wally. The boy whipped his head out in time to see the door slam to a stop before his face. He spotted J'onn staring shocked at him. "Uh, hey." He laughed, pointing at the door. "Did you just see that?" he exclaimed excitedly. "I did, are you alright?" J'onn asked the shaken human. "Yeah, now that I know it'll work next time. I was worried for a bit." "You…. did not know whether or not that would work?" J'onn's shoulders slumped a bit, he couldn't believe he'd just heard that. It worried him that Wally had become more reckless. "Allow me to help." He said monotone, and his hands phased while they passed through the wall, right where Wally's hands had been holding the wires together. "Oh, yeah, that is handy, isn't it." He laughed. While his hands were still inside the jam of the door, Wally fitted a pair of electrician's gloves on J'onn's solid hands. "So uh, hey, if you could hold those two together, I'm gonna try the panel to make sure all the different functions work, 'kay?" J'onn nodded in agreement. After Wally had cleared his tool box and all of the different wrenches, flat heads, and Philips were out of the way, he stepped back into his room. J'onn waited while the door finally slid shut. He didn't know what it was Flash was doing, but he figured he was making progress as he heard a series of locks sliding open and shut within the wall. "Hey! Watch your fingers, 'kay?" He heard Wally shout from inside his room. J'onn managed to twist the wires together and make sure that they didn't touch any other bare wires before his fingers phased through, the largest locks sliding into place. "The lock down command works." Wally sounded proud of himself. Finally the door slid open and Wally leaned against the door frame. "Wha'duya think?" He asked, grinning at J'onn. He would never have thought that Wally seemed so troubled before, he was truly in his element right now, the only thing that might make it any better was his microscope. "You're brilliant." J'onn offered, earning an even wider grin from the speedster. "Say, can you fit this thing over the wires and make sure it's on there tight?" Wally asked, handing a small, plastic, orange, cone-shaped thing to the Martian. J'onn eyed it for a moment, and then phased through again, working so that the twisted ends of the two wires were stuck securely inside the small object, no longer bare. "Perfect!" Wally grinned, folding his arms over his chest. He stood for a moment staring at their handy work and then grabbed J'onn by the arm. "Hey, can you drink beer?" Wally offered. The Martian looked behind him as the door shut smoothly, some how the boy had even worked out the rough edges that GL had put in when he wedged the door open. "Often times, yes." J'onn said cautiously. "Oh, wait, how about Rumple Mint?" Wally asked, pulling a frosted bottle of hard liquor, rumple mint from the mini freezer in his room. J'onn suppressed a smile and took the bottle in hand, looking over the ingredients. He wasn't used to hard liquor, but the minty freshness emanating from the chilled bottle urged him to try it. Wally grinned as J'onn handed it back, nodding to him. "I'll only try a little." J'onn told him. "Wally, do you drink often?" The martian asked plainly, wondering if the question was too straight forward. "Uh, not enough to have a problem… That's what you mean, isn't it?" J'onn nodded to him apologetically. Wally hesitated a moment with the bottle in hand, he seemed to have fixed his gaze on J'onn for the meantime, thinking about something. Before the Martian had the idea to delve into Wally's mind to find out why, the speedster set the bottle down and approached him. "Wally, I didn't mean to—" "It's fine, I just want to try something." Wally interrupted him. "Are you… when I kissed you, you got the…. Ya know." "The nanos? I did, and I do not hold you responsible for that." J'onn said reassuringly. Wally smirked a little and leaned up a bit, unsure, but then touched his lips to J'onn's. "What are you doing?" J'onn asked, shocked. He was just the type to think that he couldn't possibly be the bane of Wally's interest. "I wanna see what happens when I'm still on the cyproterone…" Wally said softly, placing his hands on J'onn's chest as well. It didn't take telepathy to tell what role Wally preferred, although J'onn wasn't really the type to throw him on the bed and take all of him then and there, so he settled for walking Wally backwards to the bed so that they could both sit, and then they would go from there. It must have made him more comfortable, because Wally pulled J'onn over on top of him. The speedster felt a weird surge in his body, or maybe it was in his mind. He knew what it was, it was J'onn fooling with his senses again, which he didn't mind. He moaned against the other, continuing to kiss him. The Martian had gotten better at kissing it seemed. He'd gotten better at everything thus far, Wally noticed. He felt the foreign hands slide up his side slowly, and then back down. It was oddly arousing to Wally to hear J'onn moan. The Martian seemed to grow a little more daring and pulled Wally's hands to the side, not forcefully restraining them, just getting them out of the way. Flash's head rolled back a bit and to the side as J'onn's lips trailed down his neck, sucking at the soft skin. He closed his eyes and arched up at the Martian's body. Wally had managed to get one hand free and took the opportunity to feel J'onn's back, sliding it up over the Martian's shoulder blade and up his neck and into the soft thick hair of his head. Hair? The figure that Wally found before him did several things to him. First it made him hard, then it made him soft from fear. It made his heart stop and his face pale, expecting a slue of lectures and threats and possibly even the dreaded Bat glares that Bruce Wayne was so good at giving. "Dude!" Wally leapt a bit and managed to crawl backwards until he fell off the side of the bed. J'onn shifted back quickly and rushed to help Wally up. "I am sorry!" He stuttered as he made sure the boy wasn't hurt from the nightstand that he'd fallen into. "What the hell was that?" Wally gasped, holding a hand over his heart to make sure it had remembered to start up again. "I was trying to help." J'onn reassured him, but bowed his head in apology. Wally rubbed a hand over his face, making sure that he was still in reality. "Uh, I don't get it, J'onn." He told the Martian, but gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder to let him know it was okay. "I didn't mean to see, but I did. I thought that maybe if you figured out what it was that you really wanted, perhaps you would not feel so lost." "I'm lost?" Wally asked, sounding confused. "Well… You seemed like you were trying to figure out more than just how the cyproterone drug performs in this situation." J'onn averted his gaze then from the boy, "And I knew that you were testing it for Batman. I mean, I knew that you had him in mind, as though you were pretending, so I tried to make it more real for you." "Oh, well, thanks, I guess." Wally laughed. "I knew that he was a stickler, but I didn't know he could get me that badly." Wally laughed, patting his hand over his chest. "So, you seem to know more than I do." He smirked at the Martian, who smiled back at him apologetically. "I think I might understand what it is you want." J'onn nodded. "Yeah?" Wally's hands returned once more to J'onn's chest, but the Martian stopped him, pulling them away from him. "I do not think that it's sex you are seeking." J'onn told him softly, as though it were a secret. "Uh, you don't?" Wally looked confused. "May I shed some light on a matter?" J'onn asked cautiously? Wally was hesitant, his smile fading, but he nodded after a moment. "You were attracted to them enough to become sexually aroused by them, and perhaps even the act that the three of you performed." J'onn began, sitting back from Wally. "But your initial goal was to have sexual intercourse, not to sleep with John and Shyera." He waited for a moment, wondering if he should go on. "So… you're saying that I just wanted to have sex, and GL and Hawkgirl just happened to be there?" "I am." Good, J'onn thought. "But you just said it's not the sex—" "That was then, now I am referring to your interest in Bruce." "So then… I'm guessing you figured out that I want to have sex with Bats… but it's not just sex?" It's what J'onn had put together, yes. It's not as though the epiphany was written inside Wally's brain, but the feelings were easy enough for him to read. "It isn't the act of sex itself, but the act of sex with Bruce. I feel that you're interested in him, firstly, and sex, secondly." J'onn clarified. He sat back and watched Flash's expression turn to one of realization. "I apologize again for intruding, but you've been so confused lately, I… just wanted to help you." J'onn said. The boy knew all to well that J'onn was in touch with, not only his own feelings, but most of the leagues feelings as well. Even if it was a sort of invasion of privacy, most of the time, J'onn didn't try to sense a league member's emotional dissonance. Although, the moment he found out that one of them was troubled by something, he tried his best to help. Of course, in some cases, such as Batman, he tried to refrain from anything of the sort, but mistakes happen. "Huh…. I guess I'd never thought about it…" Wally sighed, he smiled up at J'onn. "Hey, it's fine, it does help some." ~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~ Authors… apologies: * I am SO sorry for taking this long to post another chapter. The good news is that this is a piece of what used to be a much larger chapter, so the other two will be posted within the next two days, I've decided. I didn't know how long I should stretch it out, but I want to make up for taking so long, AND chapter 8 has a huge surprise that I bet many readers have been waiting for. w I hope so, because it sure was fun to write! 8D … and….. I'm going to bed now….. ~konk~ *w* * PS, I will probably read over this sometime later and feel the need to change it, this chapter is mostly to blame, for taking so long to update that is, it was giving me trouble. _ Okay! Night!
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