Counting to 10

Summary: Close your eyes and count to ten. Everything gets better when you reach the ten. :Bluepulse::YAOI/SLASH:

Author's Note: Sorry bad english, compensating with flufflies. I'm brazilian and portuguese is something like "commas, commas everywere" so, please, like them. Also I SUCK at spanish, starting that sounds way too funny in portuguese (and I know portuguese sound funny to spanish people as well... the feelings are mutual) so I can't take it serious. Reeeeeeeeeeeeally thinking of AUing Jaime as brazilian so I don't deal with the 'almost alike but all wrong' spanish grammar.

Another Author's Note: I did translate this from my fic at portuguese, I hate translating, never do it right... but well... it's here and I hope you guys like it. (Plotting at native language) Se você fala português e só está lendo em inglês por falta de opção (eu sei, eu também ponho inglês no filtro) eu tenho algumas YJ para vocês, só checar meu perfil. I'll try translate more of my fics, but if some generous soul wanna translate them for me, please, feel free (just say it is mine, unless the reviews say it is bad, than it was you, shame on you!).

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Hands

The first time that happened was by chance, Bart was gesturing like always, when he rested his hands they touched. Bart's left and Jaime's right one. Till the end of conversation they were down. Second time was also by chance, always Bart who gestures. Around the fourth time, oblivious to him, Jaime used two of his fingers to hold the speedster's hand. Again, they didn't move their hands. At the fifth Jaime caressed the small hand with his thumb. At eighth, gathered some courage to entwine their fingers, at ninth he looked inside the boy's eyes for the first time since the first incident. From the tenth wasn't by chance anymore.

Shoulders

The first time that happened was somewhere cold, It was freezing and they were very close. At the second time they were on the couch during Team's movie time. At third's they were side by side, at Jaime's, playing games. At fourth time they were sleeping on Ms. Garrick's giant rug. At fifth they were in the Bioship going to a mission, at the sixth they were returning. The seventh time they were spread out on the training room's floor after being beaten up by Black Canary, the eighth was when they gone to locker room whispering about how badass she was. Ninth, during dinner. At the tenth Bart lost count how many times he could notice that their shoulders were touching.

Eyes

The first time that happened he had scavenged a Chicken Whizees. Jaime grabbed him to a corner to inquire about it and Bart met the most beautiful pair of brown eyes looking at him with annoyance, he got lost in those eyes. Second time was during some talk about the future. Third time talking about how Bart would protect him from it. The fourth, when Jaime asked if he had told Black Canary anything about the future. Fifth, when Green Beetle gave control to the Reach. Sixth, just instants before being hit by a crystal key. Seventh, when Jaime got the control back. Eighth, planning the counterattack. Ninth was sixteen seconds before Wally died, that one Jaime never knew, only lasted an instant, but at that speed, to Bart, was like eternity. Was at the tenth time that Bart decided he couldn't live without looking into those eyes.

Words

The first time he nicknamed Bart, at Spanish, he didn't notice. Hermano came out naturally. Few people heard it, no sarcasm involved, so soon. Tye was one of those. The second time, the first one he got to acknowledge, he noticed his tone was way different than he used to other friends, it was tender, caring even. Since then he kept track of every change at the way he called Bart. The fifth time was when he realized the boy looked way smaller than he really was. Mi pequeño escaped his lips so naturally that he even didn't notice till Bart ask what meant. The seventh was at the locker room, after an exhaustive training, when Bart took off his clothes to shower, guapo left his mouth in a husky whisper. Robin got to hear that and made fun of his face for a whole year. The tenth time, while a cute speedster was sorely staring, he left out: "Something up, cariño?"

Lips

The first time that happened was awkward. It was the birthday of some lad, Tim Drake, and by some unknown reason he had invited all hero's secrets ID to the party ("WOW! Jaime! It's Robin!"/"Already noticed, cariño, but I don't think he wanna everybody finding out, ese") and everyone played 'truth or dare'. Tim grinned to Jaime when said: "I dare you to kiss Bart". Jaime was nervous, fidgeting. Took a deep breath and leaned towards the boy. Bart didn't want that way. Not something so silly, like a joke. But at same time, those lips over his was everything he ever wanted. Confused he ran away. Jaime followed him, they yelled nonsenses at each other, Bart, then, jumped on Jaime, wrapping his arms at the older boy's neck and touching their lips. It was clumsy and out of synch. The second time was just confusing. They never talked about what that first kiss meant. When they were alone again, instead of talking, they decided upon kissing all over again. The third and fourth brought more confusion. One moment they were talking or playing, next they were kissing, one over the other, Jaime pressing the smaller boy against the sofa or the wall. It was confusing but none could deny that it was good. At fifth, a hand found its way to inside the hispanic boy's shirt and before they realize both were shirtless. It was even more confusing and good. From the sixth onwards they just ignored the confusion. At seventh Jaime's lips were over Bart's neck and the speedster learn the meaning of melting down. At eighth and ninth Bart learned how to vibrate. The tenth was their limit. Clothes didn't stay over bodies not even the time required to tongues ask for entrance. Bodies were so close they seemed to merge into one and hands ran all over the littlest breach between them. Bart was vibrating at the best frequency of this world at Jaime's opinion. They were to far gone the point of no return to stop right now. When everything ended in an explosion of colors and sensations, both muttered: "I love you/Te amo". There was no more confusion and so they stopped counting.