"Take Oliver's offer!" Caitlin insitsted as she lolled her head back. She ate some of the ice cream she had from her spoon before she looked at Barry again.
"But Central City needs their new hero," Barry protested, also eating some of his ice cream. The two friends lounged in Barry's home, the house he had lived in since he was eleven after that metahuman killed his mother and caused his father to be sent to jail.
"Barry, you've stopped a few crimes, most of them with The Arrow." Caitlin pointed out. "Go to Starling City with Oliver and let him teach you how to fight."
"I don't think its a good idea," Barry almost pouted, almost!
"Well, it's a better idea than you getting seriously hurt when you can't heal fast enough." Barry was annoyed with how much Caitlin made sense. He wouldn't be any use if he was injured, or worse!
"I'll have a think about it," Caitlin knew that Barry had pretty much said 'Yes' but didn't want to make it obvious.
"Fine!" She added subbournly. Barry glared at her, eating a spoonful of ice cream as his gaze met hers; the pair erupted in laughter seconds later.
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Barry had managed to use his super speed to get to Starling City just after Oliver arrived in his private jet. Oliver met up with his friend at his home, er, mansion. Oliver was greeted by his sister at the front door, hugging him tightly. Letting her brother go, there was a tiny glint in her eyes when Thea saw who was behind her older brother.
"Aren't you going to introduce me, Ollie?" Thea asked, glancing back at Oliver before head went back to Barry's direction. Barry smiled politely at her.
"Oh," Oliver blinked rapidly a couple of times and nearly shook his head. He wasn't thinking straight for some reason. "Thea, this is Barry Allen; Barry, this is my younger sister Thea. Barry helped out with a CSI case over a year ago here in Starling City."
Oliver now noticed the look his sister had on her face. A smirk, one corner of her lips curling upward, her head titled to the side just enough to seem casual but noticeable simultaneously, and her eyes now shined more. Why did Oliver feel like throwing his sister back inside the Queen mansion and slamming the door in her face? Or maybe he should just take Barry inside with him and let his sister stay out for a bit? No, he couldn't do that to Thea! Not even if he slightly jel-
"You two should get inside!" Thea announced, her voice breaking Oliver thoughts abrubtly; probably for everyone's best interests that it happened.
All three stepped inside the home to the Queen family. Barry looked in awe around him; he wasn't sure what to expect upon arrival. Maybe harsh looking colour on the walls, a few animal heads on the walls with a bear rug on at least one floor, and candelabra adorning the hallway walls. Well, the candles were spot on, but there were no maimed animals or depressing or sickening colours painted on the interior anywhere.
Deep reds and pale whites in different room, contrasting the home in a way that was erriely beautiful, the smell of different scents filled each room and hallway from candles burning, the floors cleaned, carpets soft and hard surfaces shiny and polished. Barry smelt some kind of food being prepared as Thea and Oliver (Thea gave more attention to their guest, pulling Barry along to every room they passed and explaining it somewhat being she moved on to the next room) showed him the kitchen. Suddenly the thought creeped into his head of his mum making some of his favourite meals in their kitchen, as a young Barry would sit on a stool at the kitchen island and watch his mum cook while he finished his homework.
"You hungry?" Thea asked, finding that Barry had halted in the doorway.
"Near starving, actually," he replied with a smile. Thea took his hand and half dragged him through the doorway; Oliver froze for a moment. Now his sister liked Barry! 'Not that hard with that smile,' he thought to himself. Oliver mentally slapped himself, but consiously touched his cheek as he almost felt the sting reverbating to his real body.
Barry started eating what meal was in front of him, some Italian dish that he was too busy enjoying to remember the name of. The carbs would help to maintain his energy for the day, guessing that the run from Central City to Starling City had him so hungry. Thea watched Barry intensely, smiling as he shoveled fork load after fork load of food into his mouth.
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"Your sister watched me eat food like it was romantic or something," Barry broke the arkward silence between himself and Oliver; well, tried to. The observation had just seem to make the air more awkward.
"I have no idea wha she was thinking," Oliver stated, honest in his answer.
"I wouldn't date Thea," Barry said quietly, but just audible enough that his friend would hear it from the other side of the living room they sat in.
"Because she's my sister?" Asked Oliver slowly.
"No," Barry mumbled, his forehead leaning down to rest in the heel on his palm. "Because she isn't my type."
Oliver almost looked in disbelief, then the look became confusion.
"So, let me get this straight," Oliver turned his body to the side a bit. "You liked Felicity before the lightning, then lately don't want to be with her like you used to. Now my sister likes you and you aren't even trying to go for her? Joe even said you haven't looked at Iris the same way you did before."
"Ooh, I hear gossip!" Thea's voice sounded from the hallway, she dashed in the open doorway three seconds later. "Let me hear it."
"It's nothing, really," Barry tried to rid of the young woman, only having her sit on the arm of the recliner chair he was on. Her legs hung over the other arm rest on the chair, blocking Barry from leaving his seating position.
"It sounded like girl trouble," Thea said slowly, the continued in a lower voice. "And I heard my name being spoken."
Barry was clearly uncomfortable, as he picked the right words to say before he spoke, careful to not move a muscle as to not touch Thea. Oliver couldn't stand it.
"Thea, I was just trying to help Barry out. Wasn't I, Barry?" Barry nodded quickly. Thea glared at her older brother before she moved off of the arm of the chair and her feet hit the floor. A pout to her lips was evident as she stalked out of the room. Oliver was going to have to prepare to get an earful that night. Oliver's phone buzzed on the table, alerting him that it was still in the same spot it had been. Felicity texted him.
"You got your costume, right?" Oliver asked his friend. Barry replied that he had. "Good, because we have a bad guy to catch." A smile spread of both mens' faces as they raced to change into their vigilante attires.
A.N. Okay, I had to leave this chapter here. Good news, I'm still writing this story. I love it so much! Oh, and before I forget, ABAOS (or anyone else with extensive Arrow information) I will need you to give me full details on how the characters act, because I want to portray them similarly to how they are in the show or change them slightly. I haven't seen Arrow, so that's why I need your help everyone! Anyways, I also wanted to thank everyone who has been reading this, on Quotev we're had around 100 people read this, and for eight consecutive days we had over 100 views daily on this story, nearly 200 on one day day. That's amazing everyone! If I'm not updating this story then I'll probably be working on YouTube videos, so I'll never be too far away. Keep showing the support, throwing in the suggestions and keep being great people! <3
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Turn A Blind Eye (Barry Allen/Oliver Queen)
RomanceBarry woke up in S.T.A.R Labs, but woke up with no vision. Someone had done something while he was in a coma, but what? And what happens when his old friend shows up not enjoying what he finds? Barry/Oliver
