One of my more recent fics..let me know if I should continue!

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Dick pulled off his police uniform and tossed it on the bed.

Standing naked save his boxers and sunglasses, he glided coolly across the room and set his badge on the side-table. The young man replaced the lost clothes with a pair of jeans and close-fitting shirt. He wore a plaid over-shirt on top.

/Wally's plaid over shirt/.

The two had been dating ever since they were 15 and 16, Wally being the older of the two. Now they were young men of ages 18 and 19. A lot had changed since then; but not in their relationship. Though that didn't mean there was no spontaneity. Dick found out something new about Wally almost every day now; like how his boyfriend liked to sing Kelly Clarkson in the shower.

The raven-haired teen smirked remembering that instance.

He grabbed his keys and went out the door, jogging down the steps of his Blüdhaven apartment. As he stepped out on the sidewalk of his city, Nightwing looked both ways.

Then he made a dash toward one corner.

He turned, ducking behind a particularly drab dumpster. Then he put two fingers to his ear, "Nightwing to Watchtower."

His surroundings dissolved away.

The young hero looked around as the world came into view once more.

J'onn was manning the controls to his right; he looked up and gave Nightwing a brief nod before going back to his work.

Plastic Man was snickering from beside him with his usual sarcasm, also giving Nightwing some acknowledgement with a flick of his wrist.

Nightwing smirked slightly, before his converses set him in motion toward the training room.

The young super was not himself a Leaguer. However, since The Flash- Wally's uncle- had died two years ago, Wally had become one. Nightwing had been trying to make it up here more often since. It wasn't that he doubted Wally's talents or the League's ability to keep him safe, but fighting on the frontlines every day was still not the safest thing to do. Consequently, Nightwing worried about his love immensely; as the new Flash Wally was one of the youngest members on The Justice League, second to only Captain Marvel.

The blue-eyed man shifted his sunglasses uneasily and let out a steady breath of air as he continued down the hallway. He looked to his right as a sharp expanse of glass appeared.

/Wally- or he should say, The Flash/.

The speedster was dueling with Superman himself. Nightwing didn't need to be a Leaguer to know that that was a high honor and a privilege.

/And The Flash looked totally frustrated/.

As always, the redhead was moving too quickly; falling for the traps Superman set merely because he didn't have the patience to wait it out.

Nightwing winced as the Kryptonian tackled The Flash to the ground.

But then the red-clad hero twisted around before Superman had a full grip. He slipped out, racing back around.

Nightwing smirked.

Superman looked around, watching Flash circle him. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and then shot a few lasers from his eyes.

Flash maneuvered around these easily, but he didn't see through the falsehood of the attack.

Superman had discovered his pattern. He took advantage of his super strength to tackle Flash again.

And this time, the redhead was pinned.

Nightwing saw Flash mutter something grumpily before Superman laughed good-naturedly.

Then the latter of the two stood up and offered his hand. As Flash took it, he looked up and saw Nightwing. There was no mistaking the grin that split his face. He waved.

Nightwing laughed a little and waved back. Then he walked toward the door as the two were coming out.

Flash pulled off his cowl, revealing a somewhat older, but still goofy-looking face. His bright green eyes twinkled, "Rob what's up?"

"Nothing much; just watching you get your butt kicked," Nightwing teased back. Even after he had left his post as Robin, and Wayne Manor completely for that matter, the redhead still insisted on calling him 'Rob' when they were on the job.

"Pfft," Wally rolled his eyes, "I had him cornered. You should have seen before."

"Yes, you were a real firecracker," Superman mused as he walked by, dropping Wally's towel on his head and over his eyes. "If you could just learn to hold that in then we'll be cooking."

Wally watched him continue on down the hallway, "Can't stand the heat stay out of the kitchen," he muttered in reply.

Then he turned his attention back on Nightwing, "Soooo…couldn't find a way to occupy yourself after work?"

"Actually, I had plans but I cancelled them," Nightwing admitted. He put his hands into his pockets. "I was wondering if you were doing anything later tonight."

Wally thought for a moment. "Nope. I'm pretty free. Got a huge test on Monday but I'm sure I'll ace it," the redhead smirked.

"Right, because you're still in college," Nightwing smiled.

"Hey, not all of us can be as brilliant as you and finish school early."

Nightwing wrapped his hands around Wally's arm and got up on his tip-toes to kiss him, "I know."

"Hey Wally!" A voice called down from the opposite way Superman had gone.

The two looked up to see John Stewart, Earth's second Green Lantern, walking toward them.

"Going to that meeting tonight?"

"Oh right," Wally face-palmed. "The meeting. I forgot."

Nightwing frowned, "Is it about the Biayla-Affair?"

Wally nodded to him, "Yeah; can't miss it. I think I'm going on one of the teams."

The raven-haired teen's heart fluttered.

John caught up to them then. "But it isn't all night. I'm sure you could sneak out early enough," he chuckled.

Wally grinned back at him, "Thanks for the tip John."

"Hey is there any way I could get into this meeting?" Nightwing turned to John.

The older man's face grew more perplexed, "I don't see how. Considering Batman is still…"

"Kind of upset, I know," Nightwing cut him off in his disappointment. It was no secret Batman was still mad at him for leaving…and right after Flash had died too. Wally's uncle had been a good friend of his.

Wally frowned looking at his boyfriend, "I'll stop by your place later tonight. Won't be too late I promise," he nodded.

"We better get going or we'll miss that meeting," John nodded to Wally before continuing on his way.

Wally made sure he had gone a little ways before putting a hand to his mouth and whispering aside to Nightwing. "I'll tell you what's going on afterwards." Then he jogged after his teammate.

Nightwing watched him go...