From heaven.

That day I.

-third person-

"Clark. I know this may seem odd. But I'm going out with Batman tonight and which dress should I wear?" Diana asked Clark innocently. Superman without looking up found that question weird, "I thought you only had one wonder woman suit?" His reply made Diana sigh dramatically. "How can you have 50 different visions but not know what I'm talking about!" Diana asked making Clark finally look up from the monitor screens. "I have a date with Batman tonight. Do I have to spell it out?!" The amazon practically hollered. Clark couldn't register the words. He knew what she said. He just didn't think he would be this...annoyed about it, he hadn't cared when a qua man kissed her. But that was to save her life. He hadn't cared when she and that pilot guy shared a home and dated for a while. So why was he irritated about Batman. He didn't even like Diana. At least he didn't think he did. Did he ? No. But he couldn't help but feel uneased by her question. The obvious dress was the red one. It was long and trailed on the floor, the bright red brought out Diana's pearly white skin beautifully. The white one was plain and old fashioned but she loved it either way. It did still make her look beautiful. But just like any other lady from next door. "Diana you know Bruce is a playboy. Are you sure you want to do this?" Superman asked trying to convince even himself that his questions was out of friendship. "Clark I'm a grown woman I can take care of myself. " she replies solemnly. "What if you break up. It would make working together awkward and in a te-" "let me worry about that" Diana replied spinning on her heel to walk away. What she didn't know was. Superman was jealous whether he wanted to admit it or not. He told himself he was happy for them. But even he knew deep down he sure as hell wasn't.