Batman and Catwoman

Eye of the Hurricane

Gotham City, five years and six months after the death of the Wayne's...

"Step into your skin, I'd rather jump in your bones..."

Selina stayed with us sometimes in Wayne Manor, more often in the earlier stages of our relationship. Each time felt magical, but the one I remember the most just happened to be the last time before we parted, just on the brink of losing our youth, and, well...before Batman.

She walked into the study from the guest bedroom wearing an oversized pink t-shirt as a nightgown. As the moonlight from the windows spilled onto her thin frame, I felt myself chest grow warm and mouth turn into a soft smile. "Selina." Her name felt like melted butter on my tongue. And she seemed different somehow, the shirt, hair still damp and not yet fallen back into it's usual curl.

I had no words but, "You're beautiful."

Her cheeks bloomed like roses and she looked down with a giddy smile on her face.

"This seems unlike you..." I pointed out, still awestruck by everything about her.

"Yeah? Well so is this." In a swift motion, she strided toward me and pressed her hands softly against my face, boldly sinking lips into mine.

We descended into the couch, faces still against one another.

This girl was everything I could have ever asked for in life. All at once I knew that.

I think about that night the most as my life grows darker and Gotham streets grow stanger. That night, of upmost love and innocence, in a sense, the eye of the hurricane.

If only we could get it back.

Now we are made of masks and magic, and everything we do together, we pretend we don't.

If only we could get it back.

I did this, too. Every goddamn thing in this city is a product of what I've created, everything I've become and dragged down with me.

If only we could get it back.

Back. I keep coming back to that night.

The stars in our heads and minds.

Mouths soft, bodies warm.

Waiting in the eye of the hurricane, and pretending that things can last.

Souls aching because we know it can never be.

Author's Note: No one cares about this book like they do my other one but this one is my soul I swear it