Kara looked up at the woman that in all respects, she was closer to that she ever was her mother. The warrior princess in every way was like Kara’s own mother who had been a fighter on Krypton herself. The young girl had always been closer to her father and when she landed on earth and was found by Clark and Bruce, needed someone that understood her, could help her, and Diana did just that. Kara always enjoyed seeing her and spending time around her, so it was a pleasant surprise when she looked up from the montors and she was there.
“Diana! I wasn’t expecting you here. I thought you weren’t coming to the Watch Tower today, is everything alright?”
“Oh, I switched monitor duty with Hal.” she said as she stepped in closer a soft smile on her lips. “How have you been Kara?” she asked her taking a seat. Diana considered the young girl a sister, just the same as if she had been born on Themyscira. She was an amazon, even if she was Kryptonian by birth, so she found herself often worried for the young girl.
There weren’t many forward women in Kansas, let alone Smallville. During his travels, he’d always been too introverted, to introspective, to try and look for romantic couplings. Aside from Lois, he couldn’t remember the last time he kissed a girl without major incident. So, having this woman, Diana, call him by his Kryptonian name, threw him for a minor loop. He clamped down on that, though. He had to get his head in order. Being distracted by every pretty face would do him no good.
“That will be alright, if that’s what makes you most comfortable, ma’am,” he said, maybe a little too formally. “I don’t mind.”
A slow smile curled her lips as she looked up at him. There were no men on Themyscira, she was still getting used to them. She tried not to stare too long at the way his eyes seemed bluer than the waters outside her island. The way his broad shoulders and well formed muscles, obvious even under the suit, seemed like they were carved from stone.
“I find names to be more personal, I remember hearing that was yours.” she said. “And you are of course free to call me Diana, I find it much more personal than Wonder Woman.” she said with a grin. “I have been looking forward to meeting you.”
“I wouldn’t,” In a blink, Clark had a formal white v-neck along with jeans and a pair of sneakers. “I’d stay for over sixty laps. A lot more if you manage to keep up.” He teased. Shifting his head from side to side, he stepped back a few. “So… place? You’ll be leading again.” It was a little rare for either of them to lead, though, part of the time he did. She merely kept him motivated for whatever obstacles they were about to face.
Diana wore a simple white sundress, gold gladiator sandals on her feet, some how it all seemed to glow against lightly tanned skin. She raised an eyebrow as a grin curled her lips, “I hear a challenge there Kal, I’ll sure to take you up on it.” she said, before nodding. Diana reached over slipping her hand into his as she lead him through the city streets. They unnoticed, in the soft dusky light of evening. She guided him to the restaurant, small and cozy. “Tavolo per due per favore, fuori, se c’è spazio” Diana asked.
The maitre de nodded, “Da questa parte, signore, signora” he said gathering two menus before leading them along.
He left their menus on the table and Diana let go of Clark’s hand only when they were about to be seated. “The food here is delicious, you won’t be sorry.”
“Good evening, I am Diana; princess of Themyscira.”
Donna had found herself drinking a bit too much these days but it quieted the voices and the was the best she could ask for. “He would be, they are all too amused with themselves though so we’ll keep it our secret.” Cuddling against a pillow the worn out amazon watched as computer animated figures started running around, saving their fictional city.
“That is true, they don’t need more than we already give them.” she said taking a sip of wine before she set it against the table. Diana leaned back herself and watched the movie. In moments like this, curled up with her sister on the couch she almost felt a human. Not a princess, not an amazon, not Wonder Woman, but a human. It had been some time since she had felt this way.
Royalty. Beautiful royalty. Like something out of a Disney movie. Superman jerked himself out of his thoughts and cleared his mind. Focus. You’re a symbol now, an important beacon of hope.
“Good evening, Diana,” he said, not sure if he should call her your highness or ma’am, or what. “Superman. Pleased to meet you.”
A smile curled her lips as she looked at the man before her. He stood tall and gleaming like a god. Diana was still getting used to men let alone one such as Superman.
“The pleasure is all mine Superman, or I hear your name is Kal-El.” she said her eyes meeting his. “May I call you by your name?”
“Good evening Kon-El”
“Would keep us out of a job!” Donna raised her wine glass to the screen and slumped back down. “Who knew Moscato and popcorn would taste good together, but if I fall asleep let me in on what happened so Cassie won’t make me watch it again.”
“Or at least allow us some vacation time.” she joked before she leaned forward and poured herself her own glass. She drank for the taste most of the time. “I’m sure Dionysus would be pleased to hear it.” she joked before glancing over at her. “I will, don’t worry.”
“Once? Remember the last time you said that?” His pace began to lower by the second, before soon halting as the pair managed to find an isolated alleyway with only trash and flying papers then and there. With the gentle padding of his feet, Clark set himself on the wet ground. “I’m certain you might be lying.”
“Perhaps I got a little carried away.” she said, her red boots touching down across from his. “Then I won’t put a number on it. Besides the view is so lovely up there, who wants to stay for only one race?” she asked. Diana took off her tiara and with one quick spin she looked like she was ready for a simple night out. Her identity was public, but without the costume people didn’t tend to recognize her.
“So you are the Princess I have been looking for. I have heard great things about you and your land of women. Warriors are fine assets to have, would not you agree?”
“If I were fighting a war, yes warriors are an invaluable commodity.” she said with a soft smile. “Luckily the island is at peace, and my sisters can be warriors as well as hunters, and diplomats.”