Scratches (Batman x Catwoman) Batman Returns Fanfiction

Scratches

"Sir, it's getting late. It's Christmas Eve." Alfred reminded Bruce calmly. "Might it be good to put the Batman to rest for the night?" 

Bruce stared fixated on the computer screen, using various cameras throughout the city to search the streets. They were barren and cold, just as he felt inside tonight. 

"I can't Alfred." he responded, after a moment of concentrated silence filled the cave. He readjusted his drooping wire framed glasses back into place, as he saw not much of anything on the streets of Gotham City. The snow fell steadily and quiet. Not so much as one Christmas caroler was out now. It was late, and Bruce was saddened.

"I have to find her Alfred. I know she's out there somewhere. There was no body in the sewers. I looked everywhere down there. She had two lives left..." Bruce said quietly, hoping for the best.

"Sir I...I miss Miss Kyle too. She was more like you than any woman I've ever seen. But you must rest and resume your search some other time." Alfred implored the man whom he had raised. 

Bruce averted his eyes from the computer screen, subconsciously feeling his side where she had dug her claws into him. The marks were still there, but his heart hurt more than those wounds ever would. The slightest of tears began to well up in his eyes as he remembered their last date together. Selina had told him: 

"Sickos never scare me. At least their committed."  Then she had quite literally pounced on him. She'd touched the scars that she gave him that night on the rooftop. Of course at the time they didn't know each other with their masks. They were both tired of wearing masks. 

"How's the cat doing?" Bruce asked almost painfully. That cat he'd found on the street had brought him nothing but sorrow for the Cat he'd lost. No! She wasn't lost! I will find her!

"The cat appears to be doing well. She's sleeping on the couch in front of the grand fireplace." Alfred replied warmly. Selina had been the last Cat on that couch. Her face had glowed spectacularly that night. Bruce had never seen a more beautiful woman in his life. 

Bruce took one last look at the Bat computer and with a pained sigh, reluctantly left the Batcave and sought the comfort of his own bed for the first time in days. He was met with a cold unforgiving mattress, wishing Selina was right there beside him. So emotionally and physically exhausted was Bruce, that he fell asleep nearly instantly, with his last thought being her mischievous smile and playful light blue eyes...

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It was late at night and Selina Kyle had found her way back to Bruce Wayne's manor. His castle. She'd stitched together her costume so that her curly blonde hair was once again concealed beneath the black latex and cat ears of her makeshift cowl. 

A smile formed upon her face, as she remembered the last time that she'd come here. They'd made out on his couch. The warmth of his enormous and elegant fireplace wasn't needed that night when they'd been together and all the cold hard reality of her life melted away as she lost herself in Bruce Wayne's smile and his brilliant blue eyes. He was so uncertain of himself that night. 

"Well was Vicki right about your...difficulty with duality?" she had asked him that night.

"You see...if I say yes then uh, you'll think of me as a...Norman Bates, a Ted Bundy type and...you might not let me kiss you."  he'd responded. It was in that moment that she smiled and knew that she wanted to be with this man for the rest of her life. She'd never met a man so much like her in her life.

Selina couldn't return immediately to Bruce's castle. She'd needed to go to her home and find Miss Kitty, but she was nowhere to be found. She'd taken the time to fix her costume and make a new mask for herself. She'd considered leaving the city altogether. Starting a new life as Catwoman somewhere else. Maybe Coast City or Metropolis. But she couldn't bring herself to leave the Bat she'd fallen in love with.