fic: gotham's broken hero, ch3
Title: Gotham’s broken Hero, ch3
Fandom: Smallville, Batman Begins, Aquaman crossover
Author: vodooman/ boredlittlestudent
Rating: PG
Genre: Humour, Hurt, Comfort, Romance, Crossover
Characters/Pairings: Chloe Sullivan, Bruce Wayne, mention of LoisLane, Clark Kent, Pete Ross, Lana Lang, Oliver Queen, Lex Luthor, Arthur AC Curry and Eva
Short summary: Shopping in Gotham would always outdo shopping in Tempest Key
Any warnings: None this time.
Disclaimer: Smallville and its characters, Batman and its characters, and Aquaman and its characters are not mine. I do not own them. And I only write fan fiction for entertainment… really!
A/N: A big thank you for everyone that commented on the last chapter… I had my doubts about it at first… but the nice comments from people like ChamberlinofMusic, lizzy1234 this chapter was actually inspired by your comment… so really thanx… sorry that Chloe’s reaction isn’t quite what you hoped for…
Chapter 3
Shopping in Gotham would always outdo shopping in Tempest Key. Gotham had everything, from the small unique boutique to the expensive, excusive boutiques that had clothes that cost more than a year’s salary. She was currently on her fifth boutique looking for the perfect dress to wear to the party tonight. Not that Chloe was a very fain individual and therefore needed to buy a new outfit for the party, but truth was that the only really nice posh dress she owned, met a rather violent and quick death at the hands of a not-yet-identified creature on her end of year party at home.
Going dress shopping in a place like Gotham was nothing short of heaven. Really, her day would have probably been perfect if she had her cousin Lois, or someone else with her. Guiding her through the nicer dresses and commenting on the choice of dresses she was about to make. Chloe realised that one of her problems since coming to Gotham was that she was a little of a working animal. She spent her whole time going after clues and tips for her articles and stories, and disregarded her personal life totally. So when it came to her weekends, or days off she had nothing better to do with herself than staying at her apartment and watching old movies on the ‘blackandwhite’ channel.
It was sort of sad, given the fact that in Smallville she’d always had fun doing things with either Pete Ross or Clark Kent, her best friends, later even occasionally with Lana Lang. They had fun going to the movies together, or just hanging out, and back then Chloe thought that their friendship would be something that would last, and that she’d always be around her friends. Only it did change. Pete Ross moved away with his mum, and she moved away with her dad. She tried to stay in contact with the occasional mail, but both of her male friends weren’t really big on the ‘please keep in contact’ thing, so it was more often than not, that for every three emails she wrote she got one half-hurriedly written back.
Even later in Tempest Key, Chloe didn’t have problems with making friends. Her sunny and outgoing attitude attracted a lot of people, and she soon befriended her neighbour’s son, AC and later his partner at work and friend Eva. With Eva she’d always go shopping for tops whenever the older girl had time and money. They were even able to get AC carry their bags whenever the sale-season came around and needed an extra helping and strong hand.
But things were definitely different here in Gotham. Her sunny and outright friendly attitude didn’t go over very well with the average Gothamian. For some reason, and here she really did blame partly the depressing and always cloudy weather, the citizens of Gotham had a reserved and almost suspicious attitude whenever it came to a new person in town. Of course Chloe couldn’t blame them for it, most new arrivals here were criminals or shady characters just like for example the mad man that had wrecked havoc over the city some time ago. The wounds that the Joker inflicted on the city and its people would probably never really heal. So really, it was no wonder that even her colleagues at the Gotham Globe weren’t as freely with her as with other colleagues.
She was currently undecided between three very nice and extravagant dresses. She chose three colours that she knew would look good on her. She had the classic red dress, which would always be a look-at-me, there was a pale pink dress that looked like out of a princess dream, and the last was an ocean blue dress she had chosen because it would accent the curves of her body more than the others.
Her decision about the dresses weren’t made yet, so Chloe tried them on in her cabin, looked at it from all the angles, and turned this way and that way, to see how she looked like from the front, side, other side and back. She was on the pale pink one when she suddenly heard female giggles and a male chuckle from the cabin next to her. Her eyes widened as naughty thoughts crossed her minds at what the occupants of the cabin next to hers were doing that had them so amused.
When she heard a loud ‘thump’ and knew that her ‘neighbours’ had tumbled out she decided to chance a look and see who had just before having so much fun, that the entire boutique was allowed to witness that. She was after all a reporter, so nosiness really came to her as second nature. She opened her curtain slightly yet still holding it together, so that only her head would stick out, and looked at the couple on the floor, now laughing at full volume.
There on the floor of a well known evening-gown boutique in Gotham’s inner city was Bruce Wayne, together with a blond woman, laughing at full volume, while a poor saleswoman was trying to tell them politely that their behaviour wasn’t acceptable. Oh my god! thought Chloe as she loosened her hold on the curtain, out of shock over seeing such horrible behaviour from one of Gotham’s richest and most influential citizens.
She’d never seen someone behave in the way she just saw Bruce Wayne do. Of course she had heard that occasionally Oliver Queen did these things. That was before and after his relationship with Lois, never while they had been together though. She even heard that Lex Luthor had in his wild days behaved like a hormonal rich brat… But to actually see someone like Bruce Wayne, chuckle and laugh with a blond hussy was so low-life that she knew her first assessment of him had been right! He was nothing but a rich, spoilt and arrogant guy who had no care in the world than himself.
To her growing horror, Bruce Wayne had in the moment a startle gasp escaped her, looked in her direction. A sly and boyish grin broke loose on his face and he nodded in her direction. Her eyes widened even more when he actually had the impertinence to whistle and tell her that “That pale dress looks stunning on you!”
With utter shock and embarrassment on her side, Chloe slammed the curtains shut. Her heart was beating really fast, and she knew that a deep blush had formed on her face, because of the throbbing of pulse she could feel all around her face. To avoid anymore embarrassment on her or his part, Chloe quickly dressed and took the blue dress with her, exiting her changing cabin. She went to pay the dress and ignored the female giggling that was still sounding through the boutique.
After paying for the dress, she looked back one more time. Furrowing her brows, she wondered why on earth the man was making such a show whenever he was in public. She had heard so much of his manner-less behaviour, but to have witnessed it herself was something that was sure to be imprinted on her forever. With her car keys in hand, Chloe’s last thought about Bruce Wayne and his blond companion was that he was lucky that Chloe Sullivan was an investigative reporter and not a gossip columnist…
I originally planed for this chapter to have 2 parts… but ended it now with this one… so that who ever is waiting for this story to continue can read this part…
Believe it or not, but I had so much fun writing this right now! I was mussing over the first meeting, and decided that I just couldn’t let Bruce Wayne charm his way right into her heart yet… I really want to built up this difference between Bruce and the Bat… so that there wont be any doubt in Chloe’s mind that those really are two different idividuals…
It would be really nice of you to comment of this chapter… and what you thought of it… *grin* … I already have an idea what the next chapter will be like, and I’m on it already… lol
Fandom: Smallville, Batman Begins, Aquaman crossover
Author: vodooman/ boredlittlestudent
Rating: PG
Genre: Humour, Hurt, Comfort, Romance, Crossover
Characters/Pairings: Chloe Sullivan, Bruce Wayne, mention of LoisLane, Clark Kent, Pete Ross, Lana Lang, Oliver Queen, Lex Luthor, Arthur AC Curry and Eva
Short summary: Shopping in Gotham would always outdo shopping in Tempest Key
Any warnings: None this time.
Disclaimer: Smallville and its characters, Batman and its characters, and Aquaman and its characters are not mine. I do not own them. And I only write fan fiction for entertainment… really!
A/N: A big thank you for everyone that commented on the last chapter… I had my doubts about it at first… but the nice comments from people like ChamberlinofMusic, lizzy1234 this chapter was actually inspired by your comment… so really thanx… sorry that Chloe’s reaction isn’t quite what you hoped for…
Chapter 3
Shopping in Gotham would always outdo shopping in Tempest Key. Gotham had everything, from the small unique boutique to the expensive, excusive boutiques that had clothes that cost more than a year’s salary. She was currently on her fifth boutique looking for the perfect dress to wear to the party tonight. Not that Chloe was a very fain individual and therefore needed to buy a new outfit for the party, but truth was that the only really nice posh dress she owned, met a rather violent and quick death at the hands of a not-yet-identified creature on her end of year party at home.
Going dress shopping in a place like Gotham was nothing short of heaven. Really, her day would have probably been perfect if she had her cousin Lois, or someone else with her. Guiding her through the nicer dresses and commenting on the choice of dresses she was about to make. Chloe realised that one of her problems since coming to Gotham was that she was a little of a working animal. She spent her whole time going after clues and tips for her articles and stories, and disregarded her personal life totally. So when it came to her weekends, or days off she had nothing better to do with herself than staying at her apartment and watching old movies on the ‘blackandwhite’ channel.
It was sort of sad, given the fact that in Smallville she’d always had fun doing things with either Pete Ross or Clark Kent, her best friends, later even occasionally with Lana Lang. They had fun going to the movies together, or just hanging out, and back then Chloe thought that their friendship would be something that would last, and that she’d always be around her friends. Only it did change. Pete Ross moved away with his mum, and she moved away with her dad. She tried to stay in contact with the occasional mail, but both of her male friends weren’t really big on the ‘please keep in contact’ thing, so it was more often than not, that for every three emails she wrote she got one half-hurriedly written back.
Even later in Tempest Key, Chloe didn’t have problems with making friends. Her sunny and outgoing attitude attracted a lot of people, and she soon befriended her neighbour’s son, AC and later his partner at work and friend Eva. With Eva she’d always go shopping for tops whenever the older girl had time and money. They were even able to get AC carry their bags whenever the sale-season came around and needed an extra helping and strong hand.
But things were definitely different here in Gotham. Her sunny and outright friendly attitude didn’t go over very well with the average Gothamian. For some reason, and here she really did blame partly the depressing and always cloudy weather, the citizens of Gotham had a reserved and almost suspicious attitude whenever it came to a new person in town. Of course Chloe couldn’t blame them for it, most new arrivals here were criminals or shady characters just like for example the mad man that had wrecked havoc over the city some time ago. The wounds that the Joker inflicted on the city and its people would probably never really heal. So really, it was no wonder that even her colleagues at the Gotham Globe weren’t as freely with her as with other colleagues.
She was currently undecided between three very nice and extravagant dresses. She chose three colours that she knew would look good on her. She had the classic red dress, which would always be a look-at-me, there was a pale pink dress that looked like out of a princess dream, and the last was an ocean blue dress she had chosen because it would accent the curves of her body more than the others.
Her decision about the dresses weren’t made yet, so Chloe tried them on in her cabin, looked at it from all the angles, and turned this way and that way, to see how she looked like from the front, side, other side and back. She was on the pale pink one when she suddenly heard female giggles and a male chuckle from the cabin next to her. Her eyes widened as naughty thoughts crossed her minds at what the occupants of the cabin next to hers were doing that had them so amused.
When she heard a loud ‘thump’ and knew that her ‘neighbours’ had tumbled out she decided to chance a look and see who had just before having so much fun, that the entire boutique was allowed to witness that. She was after all a reporter, so nosiness really came to her as second nature. She opened her curtain slightly yet still holding it together, so that only her head would stick out, and looked at the couple on the floor, now laughing at full volume.
There on the floor of a well known evening-gown boutique in Gotham’s inner city was Bruce Wayne, together with a blond woman, laughing at full volume, while a poor saleswoman was trying to tell them politely that their behaviour wasn’t acceptable. Oh my god! thought Chloe as she loosened her hold on the curtain, out of shock over seeing such horrible behaviour from one of Gotham’s richest and most influential citizens.
She’d never seen someone behave in the way she just saw Bruce Wayne do. Of course she had heard that occasionally Oliver Queen did these things. That was before and after his relationship with Lois, never while they had been together though. She even heard that Lex Luthor had in his wild days behaved like a hormonal rich brat… But to actually see someone like Bruce Wayne, chuckle and laugh with a blond hussy was so low-life that she knew her first assessment of him had been right! He was nothing but a rich, spoilt and arrogant guy who had no care in the world than himself.
To her growing horror, Bruce Wayne had in the moment a startle gasp escaped her, looked in her direction. A sly and boyish grin broke loose on his face and he nodded in her direction. Her eyes widened even more when he actually had the impertinence to whistle and tell her that “That pale dress looks stunning on you!”
With utter shock and embarrassment on her side, Chloe slammed the curtains shut. Her heart was beating really fast, and she knew that a deep blush had formed on her face, because of the throbbing of pulse she could feel all around her face. To avoid anymore embarrassment on her or his part, Chloe quickly dressed and took the blue dress with her, exiting her changing cabin. She went to pay the dress and ignored the female giggling that was still sounding through the boutique.
After paying for the dress, she looked back one more time. Furrowing her brows, she wondered why on earth the man was making such a show whenever he was in public. She had heard so much of his manner-less behaviour, but to have witnessed it herself was something that was sure to be imprinted on her forever. With her car keys in hand, Chloe’s last thought about Bruce Wayne and his blond companion was that he was lucky that Chloe Sullivan was an investigative reporter and not a gossip columnist…
I originally planed for this chapter to have 2 parts… but ended it now with this one… so that who ever is waiting for this story to continue can read this part…
Believe it or not, but I had so much fun writing this right now! I was mussing over the first meeting, and decided that I just couldn’t let Bruce Wayne charm his way right into her heart yet… I really want to built up this difference between Bruce and the Bat… so that there wont be any doubt in Chloe’s mind that those really are two different idividuals…
It would be really nice of you to comment of this chapter… and what you thought of it… *grin* … I already have an idea what the next chapter will be like, and I’m on it already… lol