Teen Titans
Table for Two Part I
In a lavish restaraunt located in Gotham City, two heroes come to relax and have a quiet dinner. One of them, Zach, seems perfectly at home, yet Rose feels decidedly uncomfortable. The pair are escorted to their seats by an eager young waiter. As they reach their table, situated at the far back of the establishment, Zach immediately rushes over to Rose's side of the table and pulls her chair out for her.
"It's nice seeing you when you're not bleeding and/or killing something Rose. You look nice." Zach says, as he makes his way to his own seat.
Rose gives Zach a masked smile, her smirk intimidating yet somehow comforting. She brushes her hair, which, for a change, flows freely down her back, from her face.
"Really? Some guys are into that." S
he muses.
"If anyone were to turn me into a swordplay fetishist, it'd be you, Rose. And besides, I don't take a girl out to save the world until at LEAST the fourth date, so we're making progress already." Zach immediately counters.
"But you'd have her on her back on the first."Rose subtly grins as she leans forward, putting her chin on top of her hand.
"You're a complicated man."
"Oh, you have no idea." He smirks as he motions to the waiter, the young man eagerly waiting on the sidelines to be called in.Rose picks up the menu and begins looking through the long list of entrées. As she browses, she lets out a heavy sigh. Slowly, she puts the menu down on the table, and looks up to the waiter.
"Just start me off with some wine. " She looks at Zach, giving him a competitive grin
."The best red wine you have."
"Oh, that's how we're doing it, is it? " Zach's smile widens as he looks up at the waiter.
"You heard the lady, my good man. The best you have."
"I'll bring you your usual, Mr. Zatara." The waiter states with a court nod before leaving the two. Zach's eyes widen in horror as he turns to Rose, afraid of what her reaction might be.
"Your usual? I assume you come here often." She says in a dull voice, giving Zach an unamused expression.
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"Nooo, not at all. In fact, this is my first time here. Nice place." Zach says, idiotically looking around as if he's never seen the place. His eyes finally slowly go back to Rose, as he hesitantly asks. "Not buying it?"[/FONT]
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Rose shakes her head slowly.
"Well, if it's any consolation, I've never brought a girl I cared about here before." H[/FONT]e smiles naively.
"I thought co-workers, especially superheroes, weren't supposed to...get involved." She asks in a derogitory tone.
"After all, you heroes have such a good code of ethics." She grins maliciously, thinking back to moments from her past.
"And, it's no secret heroes often have...tragic love lives."
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"Then I suppose it's a good thing neither of us is a hero, isn't it?" [/FONT]Zach counters with a playful grin.
"We're just two awfully handsome people, a magician and a killer, having dinner on a friday night"
"Mercenary," Rose corrects.
"I don't kill without a reason." She winks at Zach in a seductive manner, giving him her usual confusing smile.
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"Sorry about that. Guess you'll have to punish me later." [/FONT]Zach says and smiles.
Rose smiles at Zach, leaning forward again to him in an appealing manor. She looks deep into his eyes, her expression seemingly calm and pleasent.
"Oh, Zach," she expresses in an intising voice.
"You don't want that." She states in a blunt tone, leaning back in her chair.
"Trust me."
Zach isn't sure if he should laugh or not, so he opts for an awkward chuckle, just as the waiter comes back with a large bottle of wine and two glasses. Setting the objects down on the table, he nods.
"There you go, Mr. Zatara and his lovely acquaintance." He says, as he turns to leave. "....Acquaintance of the week, more like it." Rose and Zach hear the waiter mutter to himself as he leaves.
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"Wow. That guy is REALLY not getting a tip." [/FONT]Zach says awkwardly, putting his head in his hands.
"It's okay, Zach," Rose says, taking a glass and pouring it full with wine.
"Most girls would be upset with that, but not me."She smiles as she takes a sip from her glass, slowly consuming the red liquid. She moves the glass away from her mouth, and gently places it back on the table.
"Besides, you can rest assured that however many ****s you've slept with," she pauses, giving him her competitive grin once more.
"I've had more."
Zach stares at Rose, his eyes wide and his jaw on the floor.
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"You know, Rose...I think I like you." [/FONT]he says, as he begins to laugh.
"I think I like you quite a lot."
"Well, I guess that works out."She says, moving closer to him.
"Cause I like you a bit too."
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"I'm an easy guy to like." [/FONT]Zach says, his smile wide, as he slowly leans forward, moving closer to Rose, until their lips meet in a soft yet passionate kiss
As the two share their long awaited kiss, a thought in the back of Rose's mind suddenly becomes bigger. As she continues to kiss Zach, a face comes to her mind. A man. But, to her surprise, it isn't Zach.
Robin? She thinks.
Why would I think of him? As the thought grows, she pulls away from Zach, moving back slowly. She opens her eyes, and stares at Zach.
The young magician sighs joyfully.
"I have been waiting a LONG time for that. That was totally worth almost getting killed by Doomsday."
"Heh, yeah."Rose laughs uncomfortably.
"Hh... totally." Rose leans back in the chair and begins thinking to herself, trying to rationalize the sudden idea.
Robin? Come on, he's a hardass. He treats me like I'm a kid. Like I'm his daughter. Rose thinks, trying to rationalize her thoughts.
I mean, how many times has he corrected me...or given me buisness about something? But Zach, he's been there for me. He comforted me, amused me, hell, he even sacraficed himself for me. Rose suddenly sighs, her mind desperately trying to think things through. Damn, I hate when things get complicated. Rose nervously taps the fork in front of her on the table, holding it tightly between her fingers and hitting it on the table top.
"So...where's the waiter?" She asks impatiently.
"I told him we wouldn't be eating here. I figured we'd be drunk by now and back at my place." Zach chuckles, but notices Rose's expression.
"Swing and a miss, huh? He should be here any minute." he says. A moment of silence comes between the two, as Zach takes note of how quickly Rose's mood seemed to change.
"You know, I've been on a few dates and...usually when the girl does what you're doing[FONT="] it's not going so well. Or she's a lesbian. And I'm pretty sure you wouldn't go out on a date with Wonder Girl..." [/FONT]Zach continues, noting to himself that he just found his next sex fantasy.
"...so what's on your mind?"
Rose continues tapping the fork, her banging slowly increasing in power and sound. She looks up at Zach as tries to distract herself, trying to push her confusing thoughts out of her mind.
"Oh, you know...nothing." She says dismissively
."Just trying to wrap my head around everything. I mean, it's not everyday the world nearly comes to an end at the hands of madmen."She pauses, thinking about what she just said, the sound of the fork against the table begining to annoy her more than soothing her.
"And where is that DAMN waiter..."
"Are you ready to order?" The waiter pops up as if from nowhere, placing a bottle of wine on the table, followed by two finely made glasses. Zach motions to Rose.
[FONT="] "As if by magic," h[/FONT]e says smiling
"You won't be doing those puns all night, right?"She asks, slowly slipping back to her sanity.
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"Only if you ask nicely." [/FONT]Zach says with a charming smile.
[FONT="]Rose looks up to the waiter with a pleasent smile, trying to keep her thoughts and feelings in order."I'll have..." Rose quickly picks up the menu, opening it to entrees and browsing it hastily, searching for the first thing that stands out. "The chicken parm," she says, folding the menu and handing it to the waiter[/FONT]
[FONT="]"With soup or salad?" The waiter asks dryly[/FONT]
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"Salad." She retorts quickly. [/FONT]
"As for you, sir?" The waiter asks Zach, holding his pen over his pad patiently.
"I'll have the steak, medium well." Zach says, turning back to Rose.
"Baked potato or-"
"You should know what I get now." Zach says, cutting off the waiter.
"Very good, sir." The waiter takes their menus, and heads off to the back of the room. Rose and Zach stare at eachother in silence for a moment, both of them thinking their own separate thoughts.
As a moment passes, Zach lets out an uncomfortable sigh, and leans forward.
"At least the wine is here, huh?" He grabs the bottle, and takes the two glasses in his other hand. Carefully, he fills the glasses to the top. As he finishes, he places the bottle down on the table, and hands Rose her glass.
"To the Titans?" He asks, proposing a toast.
"Right," Rose says, her mind clearly preoccupied.
"Right."