Teen Titan Tales

Long Time

This has been on my mind ever since I saw some fan art. This is also to help with my writer's block. Will be posted on ff.net when finished, meaning there will be more than one chapter. 

Now on with the story! 

When J'onn told him that there was a new person becoming apart of the JL and also under his wing -  meaning this new person had to be trained by him and was basically his partner, he didn't complain. His last partner was Fire, and almost everyone knew how swimmingly they got along. He had hoped that they paired him up with another babe as well. 

J'onn said that the new recruit was already waiting in the main training room and the second flash whistled as he chewed on an apple and casually strolled. He was having a pretty good day so far, none of the major annoyances happened in Central and Bart hadn't called him down to Keystone for some help all day. 

The doors wooshed aside and he felt the presence of someone in the room. He hadn't looked to the person yet, turning his body away from them to set up the ring so they could spar and so he could see what type of power he was dealing with. 

"On the center, and please no shoes. Bats tends to get fussy if the equipment gets dirty." He kept pressing buttons on the motherboard and he heard the person pad softly onto the mat. 

The glass walls rose up and he chucked the core of his apple to the trash bin near the doors. All the lights were closed, and he set them to turn on ten seconds after he stepped on the mat. 

Phasing through the glass, he stood tall (hoping he was facing his opponent) and waited five more seconds. 

Pink hair was the first thing he saw and the whites of his mask widened. A kick to the face was the second thing he saw. 

Flsah shook his head and propped his body up on his elbow. 

"Wha-?" 

Jinx was in a black sports bra with matching black spandex leggings. Her pink hair was tied up in a ponytail, some hair falling down to frame her face. Flash vaguely remembered running his hands through her soft shiny hair. 

He shook his head again when she changed her stance. 

"Get up and fight me." 

Flash stood up and dodged a punch to the face. 

"Jinx, stop," he said but she wasn't listening. He saw that glint in her eye that meant all business. That look that she wore when they used to go out for missions, or when she stayed up late at night to solve cases. 

She swung another punch and this time he returned the favor. They traded blows and kicks, not using their powers. He still remembered he had to evaluate her fighting style, even if he did know it by heart. He stopped trading punches and kicks with her and that made Jinx mad. She started increasing the intensity due to her anger change. He saw her eyes glow and was afraid that she might punch him with a hex. 

"What's the matter, Flash?" She growled and he winced. She didn't punch him with a hex and for that he was glad. He did note, however, that she had more control over her powers and her emotions than before. 

"Ugh! Why won't you fight me!" She hit and punched more than she ever did. Flash didn't say a word. He just did his best to keep himself on his feet. 

Jinx suddenly put her arms down in a huff and turned around.It appeared as if she was going to discontinue the spar so he put his fists down as well. Flash saw her do a backflip and a roundoff and he was distracted by the thin layer of sheen sweat covering her bare abdomen. 

Before he could process, she was on his shoulders, the flat stomach he was gawking at now at his lips as she hit a pressure point on his shoulder.