Chalant Candlelight

Chapter 10

(Zatanna's POV)

"Holy crap, that just happened." Artemis chuckled with surprise yet excitment filling her voice. I glared as Robin settled back in his seat holding the chair's arms with his hands,

Admits the gasps and shocked comments Robin simply got up and left the room. I didnt exchange looks with anyone when I followed behind him. I finally stopped him when we were in the zeta beam room, away from the team. I grabbed his wrist to turn him around.

"What? Bat got your tounge? now you're the only one with secrets in this team, so you and your broken trust can get off my back now!" I screamed at him. But he just stared at me, blankly, like he wasn't even mad at me.

That's when it happened, suddenly and quickly, I slapped him across the face. My jaw dropping seconds after I did it but I quickly had to conceal all emotion, he turned his face back to me but did nothing, "Don't ever threaten me again, you sick jerk." I growled before storming off the way I came.

Once I was in the hall I ducked away into one of the rooms as the door closed, that's when I immediately lost it and broke down into silent sobs, I didn't want to, or mean to cry but I was so angry with him with all of this, what with the secret kiss we shared and the constant fighting and arguing. He was taking my emotions on some sick twisted rollercoaster but lucky for me I just got off...I hope...

"Woah, Zatanna." A voice shocked me, I glance around to notice I was in someones bedroom,  turning to see none other than the likes of the new guy, Mags,

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry I didn't know you were in here." I tried to explain still broken down in tears,

"Yeah, I'm living here at the cave now, everyone decided to go to bed after you and Robin left." He stepped over standing right before me. His hand brushed my hair behind my ear, "Why are you crying?" He asked sympathetically as he wiped my tears,

"I just, it's nothing, I just had a fight with Robin." Hopefully that wasnt too much information. Whatever happened between Robin and I, we tried to keep between Robin and I,

"Oh no, what about? Anything I can help with?"

"No, Nothing, just a petty argument."

"It doesn't look petty." He wiped another tear,

"It's been a long ride for Robin and I, we have a lot of differences..." I chose my words carefully, I didn't want to disrespect Robin by any means. Even if things were bad between us we both didn't want it too bleed into team life.

"I'm sorry to hear that, your welcome to cry as long as you like."

"Thanks, but I better be heading home, sorry to bother you." I shlyly crept backwards into the door before letting myself out with a small smile gracing my lips.

(Robin's POV)

I can't believe it's her, I think to myself before launching to my first bar and beginning my practice routine. It was a sunny morning at the circus we were all just practicing in our own private sanctions, me on trapeze everyone else doing whatever. It cleared my mind... well usually it did. Zatanna, the beautiful, fun, amazingly talented girl of my dreams, is Zara, my worst enemy and a thorn in my flesh, how could I be so blind. I felt so stupid. I ran over all the facts over and over before concluding that it was okay because Zatanna hated, or at least was unable to speak to Dick Grayson and Zara hated Robin's guts, so either way it didn't matter. But it did matter, to me, Dick Grayson, the boy hopelessly attracted to a rich girl who had a father that only wanted prestige and nobility to grace his family. He didnt want some circus kid with tattoos and an attitude hanging around his daughter that's for sure.

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"Grayson? You coming down yet, you've been up there for hours?" Yuliya yelled up at me with a concerned face. I landed on the platform that's when I realized a few things, everyone under me was gone, it was night, and my hands were oozing blood from having been working all day on the trapeze,

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming down." I tried to pull off a voice that made me look like I wasnt completely drowning in my emotions and thoughts for hours of the day.

Once I got to the bottom she scoffed taking my hands,

"Grayson, you're a menace." She shook her head dissapointedly, "I'll patch you up, but you have to take me to waffle house."

"Why waffle house?" I followed while confusion laced my Romani features,

"Because it's the only place open at 2 am other than that sucky bar two blocks over." She snickered,

"Right now?" I jumped, "you want to go right now, Romanov?"

"Uh, yeah...duh." She rolled her eyes, "Now sit and let me fix those hands."

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Anyway after waffle house we ended up at that sucky bar, drunk as skunks with fake ids, of course.

"That's when I said, a triple flip dive from a hundred foot dangling suspension into a piranha infested tiny pool of water was ludacris, let's do it." Yuliya chuckeled banging her hand on the table while I was almost crying I was laughing so hard, "that's how I got that scar." We took a few more shots and I revealed the one the back of my shoulder, you could still see it under my tattoos along with the many scars I had from crimfighting and circus life,

"See this one." I pointed,

"Holy- yeah that's a gnarly one, was it a trapeze accedent?" She asked with wide eyes,

"No, remember when we were six and seven when we had that crook barrel thrower who found me in his cart and beat the crap out of me." I laughed loudly as her face fell and contorted into deep seriousness,

"Grayson, not funny."

"Oh come on, Romanov, it was hilarious." I couldn't even stop myself from laughing anymore,

"Dick, I thought he had killed you when the screaming stopped."

"But I survived."

"Dick your leg was broken and all your ribs cracked."

"But I survived."

"It was traumatic."

"Who cares."

"I do." She had no expression through the whole exchange,

"Please, Yuliya"

"I'm serious, Dick, I do. I've cared about you since i met you, I-I li-"

"Yuliya..." I uttered when my phone beeped, six in the morning, I'm drunk as it gets and have two hours before I have to get to the mountain, "I've got to go," I abruptly stood, not swaying for a second,

"Dick-" she tried to grab my arm but I walked off too fast. Was she about to confess something? Or was I way too drunk?

I took a shower, cleaned up, sobered up with an hour and a half nap but woke with a nice hangover. Besides the point I had to be at the mountain, it was the new guys first mission after all.

I stepped through the zeta tube immediately seeing Zara, crap- I forgot, she's Zatanna and laughing at whatever the new guy is saying. Am I thinking loudly? It feels like I'm thinking really loud?