A/N: All the characters belong to DC Comics. No copyright infringement intended.

I started writing this story for a contest #JustWriteIt on Wattpad two months ago. I'm new, and I can't figure out the formatting on this site, so forgive me if it seems messed up (If you know how to fix this, a PM is most welcome!). I'll consider this story as a Universe of its own where things are different and they will be for a long time. Some characters you have come across in the comics or the animated series will be back with slight changes.

But most of all, this is for all the wonderful SuperWonder fans out there, who have believed in this couple for a long time and will keep believing. Hope you like reading this.

Cheers!

Chapter 1

Daily Planet, Metropolis – Present

Clark Kent sipped on his fifth cup of coffee as he furiously typed the article he was writing. Perry had wanted yet another one on Wonder Woman out of all the people in the world. He had decided that if Lois got Superman, Clark would get Wonder Woman. Clark had interviewed the Princess two days ago. It was a rather intimate interview, as he recalled, on top of her desk at the Themysciran Embassy. Madam Ambassador had a sturdy desk and Clark Kent had appreciated its sturdiness a whole lot. Clark still remembered the way the Princess moaned as he interviewed her, in a way only he could. Smiling over that thought, he immediately slouched a little when he saw Lois approach.

"Hey, Smallville!" Lois called as she looked at the article he was writing over his shoulder. "Wonder Woman again? What kind of obsession do you have with her, Clark? Or wait, it must be Perry! I swear the man is obsessed with her!"

"She saves people, Lois. She's Wonder Woman," Clark said before sipping on his coffee.

"Yeah, right! So does Superman!"

"At least I don't have to keep falling off buildings to write about her." Clark pointed out, only to get swatted on his head. "Ouch! What is wrong with you, woman!" Not that it hurt him, but he was pretending to be human.

"So, what are your plans for this evening?" Lois asked, expertly changing the topic.

With a small smile on his face, Clark said, "I'm taking Diana out on a date."

Lois grinned. "Really? So you're finally making time for the poor woman! I don't even know why she's with you. You always keep disappearing behind one lead or the other, or are too busy writing the rest of the time."

"She is pretty understanding, in fact she understands me better than anyone ever has, other than Ma and Pa, of course," he said.

Clark's Diana was Diana Prince, a Research Assistant at the Department of Foreign Languages & Literatures at a local University, not Princess of Themyscira. To the world, Superman and Wonder Woman were only friends and colleagues, not a couple. Clark and Diana had to maintain that. But he never used that as an advantage of getting interviews just because he was her boyfriend. Lois and his other friends had met Diana a year ago, but none of them had realized it was Wonder Woman herself gracing them with her presence at Lois's housewarming party. It was funny how a pair of glasses seemed to make people disregard them completely, not for a second thinking they were superheroes.

"Make that girl feel special, Clark. Take her somewhere romantic," Lois said. "You know what, there's this new restaurant that opened downtown. Swanky new place. Jon and I are going there for dinner tonight. Why don't you and Diana join us? A double date!"

Clark froze. No way he was going on a double date with Lois and Jonathan. All they would do is make fun of him in front of Diana and he wasn't interested in that. He quickly said, "Umm . . . you see . . . I have this date planned for a pretty long time, picked out a fancy place, made reservations, special table and all that, and it's sort of a surprise for Diana. Maybe some other time, Lois. Excuse me, I need to show Perry this before he leaves."

Lois just nodded when she saw him print the article and walk away to Perry's office. Clark retuned ten minutes later with a big grin on his face. Lois, who was now seated on her desk, raised an eyebrow. "What's up, Smallville? Did Perry like it?"

"Yeah. He's happy with it. Didn't ask me to redo it. And I'm getting off early, guess I can head home," Clark said happily.

"What? But it's too early!" Lois called. She had plans, too! But then she remembered the pile of work she had left and groaned.

"Sorry, those who get the job done first, can leave first. Goodbye, Lois. Have a great weekend." Waving towards her, he grabbed his laptop bag after stuffing all his stuff in it and walked away with a slight bounce to his step. "Thank God it's Friday," he said with a smile as he exited the building.

Clark didn't fly back home; he rode his bicycle home, just like any regular human did. It made him feel grounded. Clark smiled as he remembered the first time he had met Diana. It could be his eidetic memory or the fact that the moment was so momentous, but he remembered every single detail.

Themysciran Embassy, New York City - Four Years Ago

Princess Diana of Themyscira was a big believer of charity and aid for those who were in desperate need of it. Since the day she started working as an Ambassador, she had managed to participate and host numerous charitable events. A friend had suggested her to thank all those who had contributed by inviting them to a gathering at the embassy after the event. Thus, Diana had personally invited all those who had made the event a success. She had also allowed the media to be a part of the gathering.

Along with Lois Lane and Jimmy Olsen, Clark Kent was here for Daily Planet. He was running late though, Flash had needed backup. And even flying back at his fastest, he was fixing his tie and putting on his glasses. A few minutes later, he rushed in to see Lois glaring at him, her foot tapping impatiently.

"I'm sorry, I can explain," he called.

"Sure you can! Don't tell me it was another lead that you couldn't miss?" Lois asked with her eyes narrowed at him. Clark looked messy. Pulling out her handkerchief, she wiped some dirt off his face. "Were you fighting, Clark?"

"Thanks. And no, I fell."

Lois decided to keep quiet. Clark's clumsiness was common knowledge after all. Adjusting his press badge, Clark looked up to see the guests arriving. He secretly smiled when Bruce Wayne got out of his car and walked towards them.

"Mr. Wayne, good evening," Clark said, before Lois could get a chance to talk to Bruce first.

"Evening, Mr. Kent," Bruce replied as he shook hands with the reporter.

"Mr. Wayne, what would you like to say about the charity event the Princess hosted? Rumor has it that yours is the biggest donation," Lois spoke, pushing Clark away a little.

Clark frowned and moved back. Bruce noticed this and simply said, "All for the good cause. Excuse me, my date is waiting for me inside." With that the billionaire walked away.

"His date?" Lois asked curiously, she turned around to face Clark and Jimmy, and noticed that Clark had disappeared again.

Clark had followed Bruce inside to see who exactly his date was. He wasn't very surprised when Bruce walked over to the Princess greeted her with a kiss on her hand.

"You look beautiful as always," Bruce said with a charming smile.

"Thank you, Bruce." Diana smiled back. "You look nice, too."

Clark couldn't help but look. The Princess looked divine in her cerulean Grecian dress, which hugged her curves in all the right places, rather beautifully. Her hair was swept up in a loose bun held together with an understated pearl pin.

He remembered the first time he saw Diana. She looked regal, despite the way she was dressed in her Wonder Woman ensemble. Brave, charming, fierce. She had come out of nowhere as he was fighting Darkseid along with the Flash, Green Lantern and Batman.

"Who is she?" Superman had asked Batman.

"I don't know. I thought she's with you," the Caped Crusader had replied. The two heroes looked at the woman who was now using a shield to protect herself. She definitely knew how to fight; they could give her that much credit.

When they had defeated Darkseid, Flash had proposed they work together, form a team. Along with Aquaman and Martian Manhunter, Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, Flash and Green Lantern had formed the Justice League.

As days passed, the Superheroes were now a perfect team. They had chosen Batman to lead them, Superman being the second-in-command. The Dark Knight had wanted a base for them, with the help of the Kryptonian, Martian and other advanced technologies, they had made the Watchtower their base. The founding members were taking space missions, visiting other planets and keeping the peace across the Universe.

One day, after returning from a planet called Qiestea, Superman headed to the commissary to make something to eat. Batman had reminded him to write the report before he headed home, acknowledging that, Superman quietly walked through the passageway. Just as he turned around the corner, he ran into someone.

"I'm sorry," he quickly apologized. Looking up, he saw Wonder Woman. "Oh, Your Highness."

She had looked at him with wide eyes and dashed away as soon as he moved. Superman wondered what had just happened there. It wasn't a surprise – her behavior was the same since day one. There were many times he had caught Wonder Woman staring at him, but when their eyes met, she would just turn away. For some reason she kept her distance, she didn't talk to him much. And she even made sure they didn't get the monitor duties together. Superman had wondered if he had done something wrong to offend her, after all, she was a Princess. Seeing her being friendly with the rest of the League made him a tad bit jealous. And then came the day when he found out that she was dating his friend, Bruce Wayne; Clark knew that it was a lost cause, nothing would make her change her mind about him.

This did result in Clark Kent being a bit disparaging about the Princess. He would often blog about her and how her title influenced her in the society. Diana had no idea Clark was Superman, but she hated his guts as he kept pointing out her flaws, disrespecting and misreading her intentions. All the while Clark thought that she was avoiding Superman because he was an alien. And she kept her distance from Clark because he was a just a farm boy from Kansas.

Back to present, when Bruce's eyes fell on Clark, who stood rather quietly, he made his way towards him. "Not enjoying the party?"

"I see your girlfriend has done a great job with the charity, she has raised millions for the orphaned children in need. Knowing you, you must have contributed because this is very close to you."

"You know me well," Bruce said. "Why are you standing here? Why not talk to the Princess and get something for the paper? Oh wait, I forgot, you don't like her. I've read your recent blog post."

"Didn't know you had any interest in my blog," Clark said quickly. "And I don't hate her. Anyone can see that it's the other way round, she can't seem to stand me."

"Yes, she might be a bit wary of Superman, but you are making that personal as Clark Kent." By now they had moved to a balcony to speak in private. "And she's not my girlfriend. Not anymore."

Clark turned sharply and narrowed his eyes. "Say that again."

"It was never serious between us, Clark. She knows my secret. She thinks that Bruce Wayne is the mask, not the other way around."

"That's true. That's how I found out who you really are."

"Yes, you did. Because you are an inquisitive, sharp reporter." Bruce smirked. "Well, to tell you the truth, we never had an intimate relationship and it's hard for me to be exclusively dating anyone, let alone her."

"You mean you have never slept with her? Even though you were together for three months?"

"Yes."

"But you were seeing other women?"

"Yes, again," Bruce replied. "So, Kent, man up and talk to her. Ask her out."

"What? What an absurd thing to say!"

"You like her. It's so obvious. You've been jealous of me."

"I can see you are having fun here, but I ain't giving you the pleasure of doing so," Clark shot back.

"Bruce?" Came a voice from the door that opened to the balcony. Diana walked out to see Bruce talking to Clark Kent from Daily Planet. She knew the man all too well. He existed to be a thorn by her side. Narrowing her eyes at him, she moved towards her date.

Bruce placed his hand on the small of her back and said, "Diana, you remember Clark Kent? We were just talking about you. He was commending your efforts for organizing the charity. Why don't you talk to the gentleman yourself, I'm sure he would appreciate it."

Diana looked at Clark in surprise. He actually said good things about her now? Bruce excused himself and walked away.

"Your Highness," Clark greeted her. "Wonderful gathering here after a very successful charity event."

"Thank you, Mr. Kent. I'm glad you could see the good in it," Diana said curtly.

As the air between them got so thick that it could be cut with a knife, Clark hurriedly excused himself and rushed out. He wanted to disappear. Bruce's revelation about his relationship with Diana was shocking. So, Diana was not with Bruce because of his power and social status. He had been wrong about her. He looked up to see Lois's gaze on him; she gasped when she saw Princess Diana follow Clark out of the balcony.

"Smallville," she called as he made his way towards her. "You were alone with the Princess? Please tell me you got something!"

"No. Actually, we couldn't talk. I talked with Mr. Wayne though."

"So it's true?"

"What?" Clark asked in confusion.

"They aren't together anymore?"

Clark looked away. Gossip sure does travel fast, how did Lois know? Evading her question, he said, "Mr. Wayne wasn't ready to talk about his personal life. He did open up about how close this charity was to his heart."

"Duh! He's an orphan, too."

Clark closed his eyes and shook his head. Lois was just so disrespectful sometimes. When the event ended, Clark didn't wait for another minute. He rushed to a nearby alley, removed his clothes, revealing his Superman suit underneath, he shot up in the air to clear his mind.

Metropolis - Next Morning

Clark had been up early, making some breakfast for himself when his phone rang. It was his boss.

Grimacing, Clark wondered if Perry had somehow found out what happened between him and the Princess, and now he was calling to fire him. Knowing he had to face the music, Clark pressed answer.

"Morning, Perry."

"Clark, morning! What kinda strings have you pulled, son?" Perry asked, rather excited.

"I'm sorry? What are you talking about?" Clark asked in confusion. Pouring some juice for himself, he took his plate and the glass to the table. Once he was seated, he heard Perry say, "Got a call from the Themysciran Embassy ten minutes ago. The Princess has agreed to give you an interview."

"I never asked for one."

"Kent, don't go counting your blessings! You don't get such calls everyday. It's your big day, son! Go get the interview of the year! Ask her whatever you want, just don't bring up anything about her Amazon family; I heard she doesn't talk about them. Charm her and make sure you land another interview."

"But, Perry, this is the Princess you're talking about. Don't you think Lois is better for this job?"

"Clark, did you even hear what I said? The Princess has requested you. She doesn't want to be interviewed by Lois or anyone else from the Planet except you. So, consider this as your lucky day and don't screw up. I need a great interview and an article about her newest charity event."

"Okay, boss," Clark said sullenly only to be met with a beep, Perry had cut the call. Deciding there was no way out of this, he finished his breakfast quickly and went to shower. Clark put on a fresh suit; he brushed his hair to look more like Clark Kent and slipped on his glasses. He had to be careful now. A one-on-one with Diana could turn out to be bad if she figured out he was Superman.

"It's gonna be okay, Kent. She won't know," he said to himself and walked out of his apartment.

When Clark reached the Embassy, he was allowed in after his ID was scanned. Emma Sumner, Diana's PA greeted him. "Please take a seat, Mr. Kent. The Princess is occupied at the moment. She will be with you shortly."

Clark nodded and took a seat in the lounge. He waited for a few minutes to see a man walk out of the Princess's office.

"It was nice meeting you again, Mr. Wright. Thank you for coming at such a short notice."

"Always a pleasure, Princess. Thank you," the man politely replied and bowed a little before walking away.

Diana's eyes fell on Clark and she quickly spoke, "Good morning, Mr. Kent, so nice of you to come by. Please join me inside."

"Good morning, Your Highness," Clark said as he followed her in.

"Would you like something to drink?" Diana asked as she took a seat and gestured towards the couch for him to do the same.

"No, thank you, Princess."

Diana's head rose as she stared at him. Why did that word sound so strange when he said that. It wasn't mocking or disrespectful. It was . . . arousing. Shaking off her thoughts she continued, "Please go on, what would you like to ask?"

Clark took this opportunity to ask as many questions as possible. He knew Perry would be on top of the world if he could pull this off. When he came to his final question, Diana interrupted him, "Mr. Kent, I couldn't help but notice, you don't have a recorder and you aren't taking down everything I'm saying, how will you remember?"

Caught! Clark grimaced. "Princess, the recorder is in my pocket," he lied. "I'm no superhuman to remember word by word, right?"

"That's what I thought," she said with a small smile. Clark couldn't help but notice it, she looked absolutely stunning. Almost ravishing in the short red dress she wore. Clearing his throat, he asked, "My final question, there have been rumors about your breakup with Mr. Wayne, are they true?"

"No comment, Mr. Kent," Diana said as she stood up. Clark followed suit.

"Why? Because you aren't good with men? Is it because you came from an island of women? Are you incapable of love, Princess?"

Diana turned towards him sharply. "What do you know about love? All you can write is ungracious things about me in that blog of yours! Don't make that face. I've read each and every one of them. What makes you any different?"

"I'm not a royal."

Diana growled and stalked towards him, she pushed him against the wall. Clark winced, it didn't hurt him, but he had to pretend to be human now more than ever. She was so close, what if she figured out who he was? She had one finger pointed right at his chest, and he could see the spark in her eyes.

His eyes widened; was she going to attack him? If she did, he wouldn't be able to defend himself or it would give him away. Just as he was contemplating his thoughts, soft lips came crashing over his in a passionate fury. Diana tugged on his hair as she kissed him furiously yet most ardently. When she finally came to her senses, she broke the kiss and moved away.

She gasped at his state. Messy hair, her lipstick smudged over his lips. "I'm sorry," she cried. "I didn't mean to do that."

"Err . . . I should get going," Clark said awkwardly, rubbing his lips with his handkerchief. He ran his hand through his hair, fixing it quickly, he spoke, "Thank you for the interview, Princess."

Diana simply nodded as he walked away. Just before leaving the room, he turned around with a smirk. "And thanks for the kiss. I'll keep it a secret."

He saw a blush form on her face. Grinning, he walked out as if he had won a million-dollar lottery. Once he stepped out of the Embassy, he hurried to an alley and took his civilian clothes off. With his Superman suit on, Clark removed his glasses and took to the sky.

"Woo-hoo!" He roared once he was flying. No one could knock that grin off his face now.

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