"My name is Barry Allen and I am the fastest man alive. I saved a man's life, he wasn't just another person I saved from a burning building or a crazy meta human. He thought I was a man named Sebastian Smythe who was identical to me. His name was Blaine Devon Anderson, and this is the story of how I fell in love with him."

Barry Allen stood on the roof of a building, countless times he'd wear his red suit and talked to Iris. Most of those times she had no clue she was talking to him, instead she just thought she was talking to the well known scarlet-speedster, The Flash. He was relieved she knew, now everyone he was close to knew the truth. It was still unsatisfying, he was the reason for the death of Iris's fiancé and although he claimed to love her, he would never forgive himself for that. He began to realize weeks after the event that his feelings for Iris had faded away. He made sure to tell her that. She seemed to push it aside, still mourning over the man she was supposed to marry.

He looked over the edge of the building, he wore his suit, the mask covering majority of his face. The city was lit up, skyscrapers with lit up windows, shops and other businesses with neon open signs, the moving traffic, Central City was busy as usual. He loved his city, he grew to care about more and more since he'd become the Flash. He was a hero, the red streak that appeared at any sign of danger.

He always imagined the life of hero to be more fun, and it was at times, but sometimes he felt so alone. Cisco and Caitlyn were good friends, and Joe and Iris were always there but he'd seen so many casualties, many of them friends that it started to wear him down.

"Barry, we got a shooting at the theatre." Cisco's voice sounded through the superhero's earpiece.

He moved to the edge of he building, "which theatre? There's like a movie theatre in every section of the city."

Cisco replied with the same informative tone, "not a movie theatre, the stage theatre."

Without question he was on it, running at unbelievable speeds to the location of the crime. He heard the screams from the short distance away. Sirens of police cars just leaving their stations, he always beat them. The Flash disarmed the single shooter, smirking at the criminal's expression. His jaw dropped, as if he didn't expect Central City's famous hero to end his shooting spree. He wore a ski mask in attempt to hide his identity. He stumbled around running towards the exit, Barry ran ahead standing with crossed arms at the man's intended escape route.

From the doorway he could see that there was plenty of damage done to the theatre but no one looked hurt or dead for that matter. Then his eyes made their way up to the stage from the crowd of people ducking behind their seats. A single man was left, he wore a fancy black tuxedo with a gold bow tie on a white dress shirt. He narrowed his eyes, he was shot.

Luckily, the police had finally arrived. The Flash grabbed hold of the shooter and before letting his adoptive father and detective cuff him, "I'm taking that one to the hospital, let them know they have one shot coming to emergency."

With that he moved to the stage, he held his hand over the wound on the left side of the man's chest. His hair looked hard from the large amount of product that must have been in it. His eyes were an interesting hazel colour, he had unique dark triangle eyebrows and his pink lips had an appealing curve to them.

"Hold on, I'm going to take you to the hospital." Barry said softly, picking the man up with both arms.

The man squinted his eyes, Barry couldn't tell if it was out of pain or curiosity, his voice was weak as he spoke, "Sebastian?"

Barry didn't quite understand, he assumed he was just under some sort of hysteria from being shot. He took another quick look at the man before rushing off to the hospital carrying the man.

"You're Sebastian." The man said, louder than when he spoke before, "Sebastian Smythe."

The Flash placed him in a hospital bed and watched as nurses rushed him through the hallway. He'd seen it more than he'd realize, he dropped off victims to this exact spot to be taken to care so many times before.

"Sebastian Smythe?" He whispered to himself, "Cisco, Caitlyn, I'm coming to Star Labs."

He raced through the city and to the top floor of Star Labs, his so called headquarters. He put his hands on the desk and looked at his colleagues, "Search up Sebastian Smythe."

He thought of the man he'd just taken to the hospital, he wondered what his name was, he must have been a performer. He never cared all that much about who the people he saved were, he just liked that he'd saved people, but this time the man was stuck in his head.

"Woah, Barry look at this."

Barry pulled the hood of his Flash suit down, revealing his whole face. He looked at Cisco's screen, surprised at what he saw. He shook his head and looked again wondering if he seen it wrong. Sebastian Smythe was identical to him.

Caitlyn was just as surprised as the boys, "Sebastian Smythe, says he was a Broadway performer, your age."

"He looks like a clone of you!" Cisco rolled back in his chair, looking back and forth from Barry to the picture of the man, "it also says he died over a year ago in when the Particle Accelerator exploded."

"Do you know him?" Caitlyn asked, staring at the picture like it would change.

Barry shook his head, "i don't have a clue. That guy that was shot in the theatre, when I picked him up to take him to the hospital he said the name, he said I was him."

"Long lost identical twin? Maybe he's a clone of you, or maybe you're a clone of him." Cisco suggested, causing Caitlyn to sit back in her chair annoyed.

Barry leaned in, carefully examining the picture with his scientific mind. Every single aspect of he man's face was exactly like his, they shared the same haircut, eye colour, and apparently the same teeth in the same big smile. This Sebastian Smythe character shared the same awkward shaped eyebrows, he wondered if they were alike personality-wise too. He didn't know how the man could tell he looked like who must have been his friend or co-worker while he had his mask on. He felt the need to talk to man again, find out more. At the same time he thought that maybe that was a bad idea, maybe seeing Barry alive would give him some sort of false hope, making him believe that Sebastian was somehow still alive.

"Are you going to talk to him?" Caitlyn said, snapping Barry back into reality, "that guy you saved I mean."

Barry shrugged, "I'm torn. If this Sebastian is dead and maybe they were friends, seeing me wouldn't be the best thing."

"He already saw you. If you don't see him he's going to be full of questions." The woman pointed out.

"I can't just tell him in not the guy he thinks I am, tell him I'm the Flash and my name is Barry Allen."

She looked down, she was against telling people Barry's identity just as much as the rest of the group, but this was a different situation, "you might have to."

Barry sighed, he'd sleep on it. He said goodbye to his team and sped off to the house where Joe and Iris were watching TV sharing a bowl of popcorn. He went to his room, changing into comfortable clothing and returning to the living room in seconds. He sat down in between the two startling his family.

Joe laughed while Iris slapped Barry on the arm playfully.

"Guys I'm heading straight to sleep tonight." Barry said, "I'm exhausted."

"What have you even done today? we missed you at the warehouse case." Joe said a bite in his voice.

"Oh. Sorry, I uh, wasn't sure that-"

Joe lifted a finger, "it's alright."

"I'm really sorry, Joe." Barry's awkwardness never saved him from these situations, and the fact that he didn't have the greatest record for being on time or showing up to things despite being the fastest man alive didn't get him out of trouble.

"You should stay here for a while." Iris said with a frown, "we can watch a movie."

"Thanks for the offer but I really need the sleep." He said, "good night guys."

He ran up the stairs and flopped into his bed. He stared at the roof, the only thoughts in his mind were Sebastian Smythe and the man he had saved. He felt an interest towards him even without the whole situation. Barry hadn't been attracted to a man this way before, but he felt that he was good looking, and was truly infatuated with him. He used to feel that way about Iris. He raised an eyebrow, never had he thought that he'd ever be gay. His thoughts moved from the man to the photo of the deceased, identical, Sebastian Smythe. He couldn't understand how at one point in time the both of them were going through their days, unaware that there was another man that shared their face. It was a weird thing to think about, what would have happened if they encountered each other on the streets or at a restaurant or something. Barry laughed at the thought of seeing this man and having a conversation with what would seem to be himself. He wished this man never died so he could meet him and possibly get to know him, maybe they could be friends, that would make for some interesting pranks.

His mind wandered through scenarios of meeting Sebastian Smythe, at one point he imagined him and the other man singing together, seeing as he was apparently on Broadway and the man he saved was obviously working on the stage too. Every single time he thought of the man he saved he wished he knew his name, he wished he knew more about him, over the course of the night thinking to himself he allowed himself to accept that he thought the man was gorgeous. He decided that it was okay to be interested in him, he wouldn't jump on the whole thing and start telling people but he was definitely going to take a trip to the hospital and see where it went. It was odd for Barry to see himself with another man, that would definitely through some more drama into his life with Joe and his friends, Iris especially.

Barry rolled onto his side, letting out a yawn before closing his eyes. He let his thoughts fizzle away as he drifted off to a sound sleep.

(Authors note : Please drop a review letting me know what you think and if I should continue, thanks for reading!)