Summary: (Gender-Bender-fic) Batman and Wonder Woman are forced to step a mile in each other's shoes when a mission against Circe goes awry, and to make things worse, tension is at an all-time high between them and mounting – could the curse on the two of them drive them apart permanently, or is, it in fact, a blessing in-disguise? Rated 'T' for language

A/N: I got this idea after seeing a pic on the internet that showed Batman meeting his and Superman's female counter-parts in an alternate reality. Admittedly I've read quite a few fics in here that involves the Justice League meeting their opposite-gender counterparts as well… so, after thinking about it a little, I came up with this.

Okay, cool! Read on!

[Chapter Edited: 2013/04/26]

Disclaimer: I can guarantee you I am, in no way, the owner of these characters, and as for the plot… the inspiration behind it isn't really mine either.

The Swap

~Prelude~
…Awkward…

Superman could only blink in sheer astonishment and absolute bewilderment. To any normal person just walking into the Meeting Room, it would have been a semi-normal sight, but the Man of Steel knew better… or, thought he did as he was still very, very much confused. In fact, the entire situation was just confusing, and it wasn't like he was getting answers either so the state of confusion remained absolute.

Superman's sky blue eyes travelled from the man to the woman across from him he was glaring at. He frowned.

"Okay…" the Kryptonian said eventually after a brief, albeit hyper-tense pause. "Run all of it by me again – exactly how did this happen?"

He instantly regretted asking this as the two of them went off in explosive unison, both still glaring at each other as the shouting ensued and escalated.

"He got in my way!"

"I pushed you out of the way!"

"You were trying to be a hero!"

"I was trying to help you!"

"You were being a insolate, stubborn, fool of a man!"

"Well now, you can't really call me that anymore, can you, Princess."

Superman sighed. "Bruce, Diana, enough." He said wearily. "You both need to calm down."

The two of them turned their matching death-glares onto the Kryptonian.

"No, Kal," the man said, standing up from his seat, promptly slapping his hands on the surface of the table, sending tremors throughout it. "I will definitely not calm down! Look at me!"

And he did. The top and bottom part of his gladiator-style armour was separated by a leather belt with two golden W's and a golden lasso strapped onto it on the side – the scarlet breastplate on his chest left his muscular forearms bare, while the leather kilt was dark blue with stars. A golden helmet covered his head and most of his face but still allowed the scowl to be visible.

"C'mon, Diana," Superman tried to reason. "It's not that bad."

Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say, though Superman only realized that afterwards. "Not that bad!" the Amazon exploded incredulously.

The woman rolled her eyes behind her cowl at Diana's outburst. "Take it down a notch, Diana – your voice can penetrate steel walls. And it's not like you've got anything to complain about." she said scathingly. "These, on the other hand, are completely pointless." She said, making a sweeping gesture at her upper body.

She was wearing a suite of form-fitting black armour with a cape draped over her shoulders – she sat rigidly against her seat and when she crossed her arms over the bat-insignia on her now… um, prominent chest.

Superman felt a slight blush creep over his face. "Uhh…" Eyes up, Kent, keep your eyes up, he chanted mentally – seriously, the last thing he needed was a ticked-off Bat.

"Not a word out of you, Bruce Wayne!" Diana growled. "I had everything perfectly under control. If you hadn't interfered, we wouldn't be in this mess!"

Bruce's mouth twitched but otherwise kept calm, or was trying to, at least. "If I didn't interfere, you probably wouldn't be here right now. You have no idea what Circe's staff could have done to you."

"Frankly, any other fate would have been better than this! I'm a laughingstock! And, to top it all off, we let Circe escape while we were too busy being distracted – that is completely unacceptable, we failed our mission."

Bruce looked away and mumbled something that sounded like, "You're the one that started screaming like a banshee…"

Diana's sea blue eyes sparked dangerously and Superman had to step in before the Amazon attacked Bruce from across the table.

"Okay you two, instead of blaming each other, why don't we start coming up with a solution instead? If this is magical, I'm sure Dr Fate-"

"You sent Dr Fate's on a mission in an alternate dimension, Kal, remember?" Diana reminded abruptly, cutting him off. "He won't be back for another three weeks."

"Oh… right. Okay then…" Superman said before an idea struck him. "What about Zatanna? I'm sure she'll be able to help."

"She's on a mission as well." Diana said, straightening up. "She'll be back, but it might be a few hours before we can ask her."

Bruce snorted and stood up. "Fine, whatever – contact me when she comes back."

"Where do you think you're going?" Diana demanded as Bruce started walking to the door.

"Gotham – I'm not staying here for any longer than I have to."

"Er… Bruce, are you sure that's a good idea…?" Superman asked, frowning in concern.

"I'm not going to let anybody see me like this. I'm leaving." Bruce deadpanned and left the meeting room.

"Oh, that man!" Diana fumed when the doors slid shut again.

Superman could only stare at the Amazon and decided it was better just to keep his mouth shut and rubbed his temples with his hand as he felt a headache coming along.

Meanwhile…

Leaving the meeting room behind, Bruce stuck to the shadows for most of the way down to the Transporter Bay, he used his grappling hook and took to hanging from the ceiling whenever he heard somebody approaching him, determined not to get caught.

The whole situation was just utterly humiliating, not only was he cursed with this unwanted… transformation, but Diana was blaming him for purposely getting caught in the crossfire for her (which, he was trying to convince himself for the last hour that he had done for purely professional, none-personal reasons, of course).

But, what else was he supposed to do? The woman was just standing there like a statue! She was the stubborn one. He had done absolutely nothing wrong.

Then, it dawned on him – why did he even care? He was Batman, he was meant to be cold, distant and detached. Could it have been that he was just overthinking the whole situation, or was it something else?

He shook his head. The sooner Zatanna fixed them, the sooner he could forget that entire day had ever happened.

Unfortunately for Bruce, a streak of red followed by an unnatural breeze happened to pass him by at that exact moment.

"Hey, Ba-" the Flash greeted, but his sentence however was cut off as, in a blink of an eye, the Speedster went from halfway down the hall to standing right in front of Bruce, the whites of his cowl as large as dinner plates while his jaw was practically on the ground.

He didn't say anything, and honestly, that was just plain unnatural.

Bruce cringed internally. Damn. He clenched his fists as he closed his eyes tightly – why did the universe hate him so? Out of all the people on the Watchtower, honestly, out of anybody, anywhere really, why did it have to be the Flash?

"Not. One. Word." he said lowly in his most threatening tone possible. However, since his voice was different, higher, it came out sounding… husky, much to Bruce's horror.

Flash blinked for a moment before he suddenly doubled over, his entire body shaking violently as he clutching his stomach laughing so hard.

"Oh my, gosh!" he choked, bending over as his body shook with laughter. "B-Bats – is that… is that you?" he said between his obnoxious fits of laughter.

"Flash…" Bruce said warningly.

"Oh man… hold on a sec… let me catch my breath," he said, taking several deep breaths and reaching up, lifting up his cowl slightly to wipe away tears. When he recovered, he was wearing an obnoxiously broad grin that stretched well across his face. "It really is you, isn't it? Dude! I hardly recognized you… well, except for the scowling and being as intimidating as all heck and stuff, but I guess some things will never change, huh?"

Bruce responded with a glare, the magnitude of which would have had Flash running for dear life right now. It wasn't working as he was still standing there, grinning like an idiot.

Flash chuckled, clearly unperturbed. "But seriously, what happened to you?"

"Move. Now. I'm not kidding around, Flash. I will eject you into space if you don't get out of my way in the next five seconds."

"Ooh, it looks like somebody's being a little touchier than usual, aren't we Bats?" he said, wriggling his eyebrows.

Bruce's teeth ground together. He will not kill the Flash, he will not kill the Flash – strangle him until he lost consciousness, maybe, but otherwise, he would just have to settle for mentally incinerating him with heat-vision.

"Go. Away." He said slowly, menacingly.

Surprisingly, Flash nodded.

"Okay." He said cheerfully. "Just stay here while I tell everybody else. They've gotta see this!"

"What!?" he shrieked, his voice several octaves higher than before.

Bruce's eyes flew wide open as his hands simultaneously flew over his mouth in startling realization – yes, he, Bruce Wayne, Batman, had just shrieked.

Flash only started laughing again, and before Bruce could stop him, the Speedster was already gone.

All the while, his voice carried throughout the hallways. "Hey, guys! You'll never believe what I just saw!"

Bruce wasn't sure how long he stood there, frozen in horror, but, once he came to his senses, he all but ran for the Transporter Bay.

"There's no evidence whatsoever that men are more rational than women.
Both sexes seem to be equally irrational."
- Albert Ellis

A/N: Before you start asking any questions, know that some of the answers to aforementioned questions will be given in chapters to come – however, this will only be determined by how this story is received… so, yeah – I'm hoping you guys like it!

Also, I don't know if this is funny or not and it is rather short, but it seemed like a good idea writing this at the time so here's to keeping my fingers crossed! Let it also be known that I'm doing this purely for the hell of it and my own personal amusement.

I wholeheartedly accept any form of feedback, be they Reviews or PM's, good or bad, so feel free to talk to me if you have an opinion to give or an idea to share!

Adieu and farewell for now my friends.

Until next time,
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