Justice League Porn Story: The Enemy of My Enemy Chapter 4
The Enemy of My Enemy
By: Rachyzord
[ Rated G ]
C H A P T E R . F O U R
The next couple days were constant effort for her to stay away from both Clark and Bruce. There were only so many places she could go on board the Watchtower and both were fairly immune to her attempts to hide. Bruce had built the station and knew every nook and cranny she might’ve tried to hide in and Clark had X-Ray vision. Aside from eating and meetings, she spent the time in her room reading or staring out at space, thinking of home.
Thursday morning finally rolled around and she felt a bit better. It was her first day off in a long while. She’d even pulled double monitoring duty so John and Shayera could have some time together and then covered one of the morning meetings so Clark could attend some sort of important event with Lois. She’d made sure to fill out the monitoring reports perfectly, lest bring down the wrath of the anal retentive creator. Not that she feared his mood swings, she just didn’t want to deal with him again right now. He’d either pretend nothing had happened between them and lectured her when she stayed in touch with reality, or harped on his excuses and why he was right and she wrong.
She made her way to Metropolis and found herself back at the cafe. She wasn’t sure if Luthor would even show now that he knew she was here, but she felt obligated to keep an eye on him and it gave her something to do. And if she admitted it to herself, their last conversation had been one of the most pleasant she’d had in a while. It reminded her a bit of how she and Bruce use to be.
This time she ordered a danish and tea from the young male cashier who stumbled and dropped her change with shaky hands. She wasn’t wearing her uniform so she wasn’t sure if he recognized her or was just having one of those moments that strange men seemed to have a lot around her. She moved back to the booth they’d had before and sat. She grabbed a newspaper and began reading the headlines, some which involved the Justice League.
Her head raised as she heard the waitress. “Good afternoon Mr. Luthor.”
“Good afternoon Samantha. How are you today?”
“Just fine thank you. Your usual this afternoon?”
“In a way. Meatloaf, yes, but I think I want french fries with gravy on them instead of mashed potatoes today.”
She sat quietly, waiting for him to notice her in his booth. He probably sat in the same place each time.
He moved over and stood there. “Is this going to be a weekly thing now?”
She snorted and folded the paper, shoving it to his side of the booth. “Maybe.”
He looked down at her and slid into the booth. “I suppose I shouldn’t have told you about me coming every Thursday.”
She sighed and stood up, grabbing her plate and moving to an empty booth, not in the mood for rejections from him too. He sat down in his booth and lifted his paper, busying himself with reading the headlines while he waited for his food. Diana ate hers quietly, staring out the window at the sunny day and thinking about her homeland and how warm the waters would be at this time of year.
You know, you make a lousy spy” came the voice from the booth.
She looked up evenly “I’ll add it to my list of failures.”
He shook his head. “Like you’re the only one with a list of failures.”
“Want to compare?” she scowled a little, feeling yet more annoyance and irritation piled on to the massive amount from dealing with Kal and Bruce over the past few days. Or years in a certain person’s case. “I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”
“Not over the gap. If you want to talk, sit down like a civilized human being.”
She debated for a moment and moved back to his booth with her tea. “Whatever happened to hitting logs with sticks?”
“Evolution my dear. It happens over time.”
“At least it’s an answer I haven’t heard before.” she sighed.
“I pride myself on giving the least expected response.”
“Indeed. Offensive but unique. At least you rose above the stereotype. Congratulation.”
He bowed his head. “And you’re breaking out of yours.”
“Not as much as I’d like to break other things.” she mumbled under her breath.
A smirk appeared on his lips. “Oh now please do tell.”
She flushed slightly when she realized that he’d heard. “I…highly doubt you’re interested in hearing about my problems.”
“If I wasn’t, I wouldn’t have invited you to my table.”
“It was actually my table as I was here first.” she pointed out and leaned back. “Since you asked….I’m having relationship woes.”
“Technically my table as I’ve frequented this establishment longer, but I digress. You’re having relationship woes? The most famous metahuman in the universe?”
“I thought Superman had that title.” she sipped her tea and shrugged. “I don’t belong here.”
“But you’ve made a name for yourself in very quick fashion.”
“What good is a name?” she smirked a little.
He smirked back. “Now where have I heard that before?”
“Somewhere along the way, I’m sure. I’ve been here for four years now. I have a name, for what little good it does me. For most part, I’m a prisoner on the Watchtower and here. All I’ve succeeded in doing is thwarting a few crimes. And you. The scales aren’t exactly even.”
He moved back as his food arrived. “Then why don’t you just go home if things are so bad here?”
She stared out the window and sighed “I can’t. I was banished.”
“Well that would put a damper on any return plans now wouldn’t it.”
“Just a little.”
He grabbed a fry and sopped up some gravy with it. “So which of the Justice League members is it?”
Her lips quirked into a smile “Now that would be telling.”
“I thought that’s what we were doing.”
He had a point but she just shrugged. “It doesn’t even matter. He’s made it clear he’s not interested.”
“He obviously has no idea what he’s doing.”
“I’m sure he thinks the same of me.” In fact, I know he thinks that. He tells me every opportunity he has.
He shook his head. “Silly males. We often do not know what we do.”
She was surprised to find herself laughing. “At least you admit it. Still, I find you an intriguing species for all your flaws.”
“We do have our moments.” He speared a piece of meatloaf. “Would you care to try some?”
Her brow arched and she leaned forward and tasted it. “Delicious. Thank you.”
“And now you see why I come here every Thursday. I found it by accident one afternoon when I was walking around.”
She smiled a little, wondering why she was telling him all of this. “I don’t spend much time down here unless I’m on a mission.”
“A pity. For as many as our flaws are, we are an interesting place. You should spend more time down here. There’s plenty to do.”
“That’s difficult when you’re-” she couldn’t finish her statement before her communicator blared “Batman to Wonder Woman, where are you? We’re doing research and we could use another set of eyes.”