Demons (Damirae)

Chapter Eighty

As close friends of the Wayne family, Clark Kent and his wife had been invited to the Valentine's gala. His impressive form fitted in to a tuxedo (which managed to strain against his muscles, despite it being 'his size'), Clark zoned out of the reporter-convo taking place between Lois and the owner of Gotham Weekly and fixed his attention on Jonathan.

The poor boy was a mess that the kyrptonian couldn't help but chuckle at, making his wife shoot him a strange look. Clark's son was a mess trying to uphold a conversation with Diana's sister, only saved by the input of Jaime and his date (unsurprisingly Bart). A Gotham socialite -head to toe in fire engine red silk, a little too much skin on show for his son's face not to match her dress- intersected herself in their quartet, enthusing how cute they were. A few questions down, Jonathan bashfully pointed at Clark and Lois and the woman giggled at how 'quaint' their family was.

It seemed that Jonathan was slowly getting the hang of the whole 'socialising' aspect of high society events. Clark was satisfied enough to search elsewhere in the room for entertainment, swirling his glass of champagne and trying not to crush it with his super strength. The Daily Planet worker/ superhero almost gasped as he spotted Bruce's son.

The boy was LAUGHING.

Well, when Clark said laughing, he meant snickering behind a glass of non-alcoholic wine. The liquid in the glass almost spilled over as the person besides him made another comment, causing an almost-snort to irrupt from him, hastily hushed up with a sip of the drink. The boy's green eyes flashed to the person besides him and he Amati choked on it, pulling the cup away from his mouth and swallowing the drink before he spat it out.

Clark looked to the person besides Damian and saw that she too was overcome with a fit of giggles. More puzzling, it was Raven. The reserved, demoness Titan. Accept she looked a little less like herself, more like the Gothamite seductresses bejewelling the Wayne Manor ballroom. Clark mulled over the two of them, together, laughing, and came to the conclusion that they were just possibly a little more than friends.

Jonathan and Damian, that was friendship. That mutual respect mixed with a little fun. This, Damian and Raven, seemed a little different. The lingering looks and slight irregularities in heart rate when their skin made contact. Oooh yeah, this was a little teenage romance. Clark was unashamed to admit that it melted his soft heart a little more to see Bruce's son stray from his typical stone image and Raven come out of her shell.

Flicking his eyes to the other end of the room, Clark fully guffawed when he saw Bruce's face. Lois glared holes in to his face as others in the vicinity stared as if he was mentally impaired. Clark ducked his head- which didn't make any difference considering he was well over 6'. Choking back his laughter, the kyrptonian glanced again at Bruce who, in spite of his eye-catching dance patterned, was staring straight across the room at Damian and Raven.

Selina whispered to Bruce, "What is it now?!", with her arms hooked around his neck as the twirled gracefully about. The benefits of superhearing, eh?

Bruce muttered, "I think Damian's been drugged."

Clark let out another peak of laughter and Lois jabbed him in the ribs. Of course, being Superman and all, that only served to hurt his wife. Lois cursed herself for falling in love with a near-invincible kyrptonian.

Several metres from the Kents, a waiter shoved Dick Grayson and the man glared at the offender. Jason grinned back at him, taking a glass of champagne off his tray and downing it in a single gulp, retreating back to the kitchens. Dick rubbed his elbow and murmured in to his fiancé's ear, "I'll kill him myself in a minute."

Kori, ever the pacifist, replied, "Do not anger yourself, Dick, this will be over within a few hours.". The man groaned, complaining at a level only she could hear...and Superman. Koriand'r was approached by old friends of the Wayne family enthusing about the upcoming nuptials and the baby and how great it was to have an open inter-species relationship like this to encourage good relations between humans and aliens blah blah blah...