Hello, all! My first YJ fanfic, looking at the adorable spitfire couple! This is the first series, with a second one (using the same song) looking at the chalant couple. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I owe nothing, except the story
P.s. if the individual stories are too close to each other, it's because when I edited, it wouldn't let me keep spaces between them… Sorry!
Sparks Fly- A YJ songfic- Couple 1: Spitfire
The way you move is like a full on rainstorm, and I'm a house of cards
He was fast, and she was… slow. Artemis had to admit; she could easily get run over if he chose to, no matter how steady on her feet she may be. Currently, Artemis was standing at the center of the training room, frowning (or at least trying to, since all she could catch of him was a blur of red and yellow) at a certain red haired speedster who was running around her in circles. The couple of 2 years have yet to stop bickering, but then again, it was their daily routine, and a subtle way to flirt with each other in front of their teammates.
"Wally West, I swear, if you do not stop this right now, so help me I will-!"
"You'll what, Arty? Break my legs? Maul me?" Came his infuriating retort.
"How about kill you so that you would shut up permanently?!"
"You'll have to catch me first!"
Artemis growled, knowing that it was near impossible to catch him. She tried anyways.
Pulling out an arrow from her quiver and drawing the string of her bow taut, she relied on her accuracy and timing rather than her eyes. When Wally was just right in front of her, she let her arrow fly, shooting a concealed net from the tip and tripping Wally.
"Yes! Take that- Oof!"
She didn't get to celebrate for long, because Wally chose that time to turn to Artemis, falling towards her. They landed on the floor with a thud, but Wally had kept an arm around Artemis to prevent her back from hitting the ground while his other hand supported his weight so that he wouldn't fall straight onto her.
"That's what you get for ambushing me." He snickered into her ear.
"Get off me, Baywatch!"
"No way. I like it like this."
The archer wasn't going to let him off that easily, no matter how nice it felt to be held close by the speedster…
"Wally, get off me, or I will hurt you so bad-!"
Her threats were cut off again as he pressed his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. And just like that, her resolve scattered as she kissed him back.
You're the kind of reckless that should send me running, but I kinda know that I won't get far
She shouldn't have done anything to tick him off, but the archer can't help it. That was the way they were: he yells and she argues back. But she shouldn't have tripped him over while he was running, knowing full well how he hated it.
And now Artemis was on the run from Wally, who swears to do… things… to her when he catches her. No way is she going to allow that to happen. At least, not without putting up a fight first.
She ducked behind a wall, looking around for any signs of the speedster. Glad there was none, Artemis turned… and came face to face with Robin.
"Oh, Robin! Don't scare people like that!"
"Hiding from someone?" The Boy Wonder asked with a knowing grin.
"You'd better not tell Baywatch where I am."
Robin held his hands up in mock surrender and left, thought not without Artemis catching a sly smirk on his face, and it made her wary.
"Hold it right there, Rob. Do you know something I don't?"
The only reply she got was his crackling laugh. Groaning, Artemis made her way to her bedroom. It was the only safe place she could think of, what with the locks and stuff.
"Something's going on… but what?"
Robin's reply had made her worried, so worried that when she opened her bedroom door and closed it, locking it tight, she failed to notice a figure with fiery red hair lounging on her bed.
Artemis admitted defeat after being pinned to the bed by strong hands and roaming lips. She knew better than to run from him, a speedster who wasn't as dumb as she imagined.
That still didn't stop her from ticking him off, though.
And you stood there in front of me, just close enough to touch
Wally cursed his luck. It was the wrong place to be at the wrong time. And yet, he can't gather his wits to walk away.
Artemis stood in the center of the kitchen, toweling her hair dry. All she wore was a long, white button-up shirt. His shirt. The one that was missing for weeks. Why does she, of all people, have it? The shirt covered her body, but when she raised her arms it rose up just so… Wally felt his mouth go dry.
"W-what are you doing here?" He asked, clearing his throat.
Artemis turned to him as if she finally noticed he was there. She smirked when she saw his eyes roaming up and down her body. Enemy-turned-friends, they regularly bicker and flirt with each other, but neither has told the other of their true feelings.
"What about you?" She asked in reply.
"I asked first."
Rolling her eyes at the childish retort, she turned her back on him to look at the row of snacks the team kept on supply. She knew what he had come here for, anyways. Other than food, the speedster thought of nothing else.
"Drying my hair and getting a snack," She replied, "I can't decide, though… Chips or cookies?"
Artemis reached up to the higher shelves, her shirt rising higher and higher… Suddenly she found her back against the counter, strong arms wrapped around her waist and Wally kissing her senseless. A hand made its way to tangle in her hair, bringing her face closer as her own hands went to tangle in his unruly red locks.
"What brought this on?" Artemis asked once they broke away for air.
"Your fault for wearing this." He replied, scrunching up the material beneath his hand.
"Doesn't mean you can attack me like that."
"I don't see you complaining just now. By the way, why do you have my shirt?"
"Saw it outside the laundry room. I guess you dropped it, so…"
"So you stole it."
"I prefer the term," She paused for a moment, placing a soft kiss to Wally's lips, "Safekeeping."
"Well, if these kisses are what I'm gonna get, I don't mind letting you 'safe keep' that shirt for a while."
"Hmm… I don't know, I really like this shirt…"
He pulled her in for another passionate kiss, hearing a moan escape the girl in his arms.
"Then," He pulled away to trail kisses down her neck, "You can keep it."
No 'I love you' needed. The shirt represented all.
Not once did Artemis return the shirt, and not once did Wally ask for it.
Close enough to hope you couldn't see what I was thinking of
This was payback. She was pretty sure of it.
And yet, Artemis could not pull her eyes away from her boyfriend of 4 years, who wore nothing but a pair of shorts. She was certain she had to be drooling by now…
"What is the meaning of this?" She demanded to know, hands on her hips.
Wally merely smirked at her, infuriating the archer even further.
Yep, it was payback. For that time with his shirt.
"Seriously, Baywatch? Very mature."
"Oh, I'm mature, alright."
Artemis frowned at the obvious innuendo, unable to stop the blush from creeping onto her cheeks. Seeing the effect he had on her, Wally sighed and pretended to stretch, showing off his body and muscles. Artemis's face grew even redder.
"Like what you see?"
Artemis glared at him before stalking off to her room… to cool off. She didn't like the effect he had on her. Wally had a way of making her think of… indecent thoughts, and she had the suspicion that he knew it, too. What she wanted to do now is to kiss him hard, run her hands through his hair, fall back onto the couch and…
"Stop it, Artemis!" She told herself, shutting the door behind her.
Spinning around, her blush reaches a new record high when she saw the speedster on her bed.
"Wally, get out of here!"
"And leave my girlfriend to her thoughts?" He purred, getting out of bed to wrap the archer in his arms, "I don't think so."
A while later, she was the one being kissed hard, while his hands were tangled in her hair while her own gripped the sheets…
Drop everything now, meet me in the pouring rain
Wally hated being away from Artemis. He felt lonely, incomplete.
The archer had left on a trip with her mother to a friend's wedding, and won't be back until Sunday. That's 3 whole days Wally had to spend without her, and Artemis only left this morning. It was raining outside, which made him miss her even more.
"Missing her already?"
He shot straight up, forgetting that he was on the phone with Dick.
"I swear, you act like a lovesick puppy around Artemis."
"Oh, and you don't around Zatanna? The sweetness between the two of you is rotting away the teeth of all who are present when you two are flirting, which just so happens to be the whole team!"
Dick cleared his throat, and Wally could just see the blush on his face.
"Really, Wally? So not asterous."
"What was it that Zatanna said again? Oh yeah: 'be as chalant as you like.'"
A spluttering and coughing followed, and Wally guessed that he had caught Dick while he was drinking tea. He knew how much the Boy Wonder loved this phrase. Just then, his phone bleeped, signaling an incoming call.
"Keep coughing, Dick. I got an incoming call."
Not bothering to listen to his friend's reply, Wally switched calls and was greeted with the one voice he wanted to hear for a long time.
"You sound surprised."
"Pleasantly surprised. Glad you called."
"Just checking up on you. It's boring over here…"
"So is over here. I miss you."
"It's only been a few hours."
"Still. I wish I could kiss you…"
"Well, that wish may just come true."
Wally turned to his window and, sure enough, a familiar looking figure stood on the sidewalk with an umbrella. Without a second thought, he dashed outside, not caring that he was getting soaked, and hugged Artemis tightly.
"Whoa, Wally. Easy there." The archer laughed, hugging him back with one arm.
"Why are you here? Aren't you with your mom?"
"Well, I may have sneaked out…"
The speedster laughed as he brought her into a kiss. Artemis dropped the umbrella to wrap both arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. Both didn't care they were at risk of catching a cold. They were with each other, and that was all that mattered.
Kiss me on the sidewalk, take away the pain
It was the second week since her mother had been admitted into hospital. Her father, Sportsmaster, had came by for a quick 'hello', severely injuring his wife before any help could come. The criminal has been caught, courtesy of Cheshire and Artemis herself, and sent to jail, and her mother was in a stable condition and well on the way to full recovery, but Artemis could not stand to stare at the wall and know that the next room was empty. Being in the house alone isn't something she liked very much. not since the day her sister left. After capturing their father, Cheshire had declined the invitation to stay, but offered to help when Artemis needed it. The archer felt happy for her criminal-turned-good sister, knowing that she had a happy family and a loving daughter.
Artemis sat up in bed, knowing that she wouldn't be able to get to sleep. She picked up the phone and dialed the one number that came to her mind.
"Still not asleep yet?"
"So are you," Wally replied, "What's wrong?"
"Just can't sleep. I need someone to talk to."
"I know that the recent… events have been unpleasant, but you mustn't let them get you down. Our archer needs to be focused. I know I don't want an arrow through my head."
Artemis laughed at that. Wally always had a way to cheer her up.
"No problem. Anything else?"
"How about an over-the-phone goodnight kiss?"
"How about a real one?"
Artemis immediately looked out her window. There, on the pavement, stood her speedster, waving towards her window. Grabbing a sweater, she made her way down and into the arms of her boyfriend.
"Came to see you, babe. I know how much you need the support."
"In your pajamas?"
Wally had dashed to her house the first minute she mentioned a goodnight kiss, so he never bothered to change. Now, he had on a plain shirt and track pants.
"Well, I came here as soon as I could."
"Much," Artemis pressed her lips to his in a short, chaste kiss, "Appreciated."
The speedster pulled her into a deeper kiss, and in that instant Artemis forgot about her worries.
'Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile
He'll never admit it, but he loved seeing Artemis smile. Granted that they were rare, but whenever she smiled, the whole room lights up and… she was just stunning. Of course, they hated each other for a long time before finally becoming friends, and Wally liked it better that way. Less fights, more laughter. He liked how Artemis relaxed around him, showing that she trusted the speedster.
That low, husky voice sounded like sweet music to his ears. Wally turned around on his seat to smile at the archer.
"Morning, Arty. Sleep well?"
Wally pushed a plate towards her, and Artemis accepted with a smile.
"Don't mind if I do."
"Stop flirting here. Get a room."
The spitfire pair turned to glare at Robin, who just so happened to be passing by. Megan and Connor observed the scene from the couch with amused smiles.
"Geez, like he doesn't flirt with Zatanna every chance he gets." Wally rolled his eyes.
"I know! What was it he said the last time? Oh right: 'It's amazing how you can concentrate in battle to say things backwards, Zee.'" Artemis mimicked the Boy Wonder.
"I heard that!" Came Robin's reply.
"Somehow, you two have more in common that the rest of us." Kaldur sighed.
"Realized a little too late." Wally shrugged.
"Because of your thick head." The archer teased.
There it was. That smile. The one that made him go weak and smile back goofily. She has been smiling a lot more often lately.
One day, when he finally plucked the courage to ask why, her answer shocked him.
"Because I know you love seeing me smile. And truth be told, your smile is pretty cute, too."
They were inseparable after that.
Get me with those green eyes, baby, as the lights go down
Artemis thought her eyes were nothing special. Dark grey: not unique, not pretty.
Though Wally thought otherwise.
He thought her eyes were beautiful. They flashed whenever she was angry. They light up whenever she laughed. They sparkled mischievously whenever she came up with a witty remark. Her eyes seem to hold a fire that challenged the world, challenged anyone who dare underestimate her. His very own spitfire. No one could compare.
What he doesn't know is that Artemis preferred his eyes to her own. A brilliant green, they always seem to hold a spark of life. Whenever she looked, those eyes always seem to hold a gentleness only meant for her. When in battle, those same eyes held determination, fierceness, and a protective edge whenever they happen to catch sight of her.
After all those years of marriage, she still would tell Wally that the first thing she fell in love with were his eyes.
That's the first half of the fanfic! Go on to the second half; just press the 'next' button…