A/N: The sequel! Please read Cosplay 1 if you haven't already, otherwise none of this will make sense to you. Okay, so I'm back in school now which means that updates will come at least once a week. That's what I'm going for at least. God this chapter is melodramatic, it gets funnier I promise. Dick and I hold the same opinion of melodrama and neither of us are going to let it last for long, I promise. I hope you guys like this as much as the first one. Please enjoy.

Disclaimer: Do I own Young Justice? Non (That's French for 'no').

Cosplay 2

By JustJanelle

Day 0: Break Up

Artemis couldn't even remember what they had been fighting about. All she knew is that one minute she was yelling at Wally the next he was slamming the door of her trailer behind himself and he was gone.

She hadn't spoken to him in two days.

When Dick came in that afternoon she was stuffing her clothes in to a bag.

"Sooo, you going to come out of the trailer?" Dick asked nervously, "We do have an interview for the movie in an hour."

"Sorry, Dick," Artemis said, grabbing her toothbrush, "I'm done."

"Done? Done with what?" Dick said, glancing at the bag in her hands, "You're joking right? Artemis, don't do this! He's sorry, he always is. You know Wally, he's just an idiot and- Artemis, come back here!"

Artemis looked up at him from the door to her trailer.

"Sorry, Dick, I just…need a breather," she admitted.

She closed the door behind herself before Dick could convince her to stay.

When Artemis let herself in to her apartment her mom looked up from her newspaper and smiled.

"Artemis! This is such a wonderful surprise," Paula said before she frowned, "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, mom, just needed a break," Artemis said, dropping her bag down on the floor.

She crossed the space to her mother and gave her a hug.

"I'm pretty beat, mom. I'm just gonna go to sleep if that's alright."

"Of course, sweetie," Paula said watching her daughter walk away to her bedroom.

Paula knew that something wasn't right at all.

It had almost been a year since Artemis had joined the cosplaying team. They had traveled around the country for the first few months, touring comic-cons, being tutored by Alfred, Dick's butler, but after awhile movie companies had chased them, asking for contracts and movie deals and TV rights.

Finally after months of dodging bullets Bruce had decided to produce his own movie, right in Hollywood.

They each got a trailer. They each got paid and hell, it had been the best year of Artemis' life. Not that that was saying much.

She groaned as she stretched out on her bed, letting the purple bedspread cover her mid-section and legs. In a bizarre way, she had missed her room. The faded sheets, the crumpled blinds and the musty smell of dirt and cigarette smoke was strangely comforting.

She needed comfort right now as her thoughts began to wander again, circling around a certain red-headed idiot.

She sighed.

It had been almost a year since she had started dating Wally, too.

Things had been great at first. They were like best friends. They shared everything. They were never apart and then they had started fighting again, only worse than they had when they had first met, and suddenly it was as if she didn't even know him anymore.

She threw an arm over her eyes as if she could stop herself from remembering.

She wanted to strangle him sometimes but maybe it was just because she loved him.

They had been dating a year now and if Artemis was sure of anything about Wally it was that she loved him. He was a cocky, arrogant jerk most of the time and he ogled other girls like it was a professional sport and he still ate with his mouth open and he could be insensitive most- no, all of the time, but if Artemis was sure of one thing it was that she loved him. She had no idea why and she was content to write it off as one of the mysteries of the universe but even if she did feel that way that word had never been said aloud by either of them and now it might never be said at all.

Its too late, she thought, hearing the sounds of police sirens blaring outside her window, I'm back in Gotham. He's off filming his damn movie. We're too different. It was stupid to think we could ever be together.

But even as that thought crossed her mind she thought of Megan and Superboy. Now they were different and yet they were still together.

She groaned again and rolled over on to her side.

She was never going to get to sleep.

"Good morning, Artemis."

Artemis blinked and looked up, her eyes settling on Dick from where he hovered over her mattress.

"What the hell, Dick!" Artemis screamed as she pulled her comforter up to her chin and peered warily up at the kid, "Why are you in my room?"

"Your mom let me in."

"What the- Mom!" Artemis screamed, going to stand, but before she could Dick put a hand on her shoulder and pushed her back down.

She sat reluctantly on the edge of her bed as Dick grinned mischievously and waved a package in her face. It was a brown bag, sealed at the top with enough duck tape to fix all of the pipes in her apartment.

"The thing is, Arty," he said, ignoring the fact that she glowered menacingly at him at the very mention of her abhorred nickname, "This silly fight between you and Wally has been going on long enough. I'm getting sick of all of this melodrama. This isn't Twilight, you aren't Bella and Wally definitely isn't Edward. So I've decided to take matters in to my own hands."

"Just leave me alone, Dick!" Artemis whined uncharacteristically, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I can't do that, Arty. I'm trying to film a movie here! You signed a contract, and besides, I'm not giving you an option."

After a moment of tense silence Artemis lowered her arms to her mattress and looked up at Dick in confusion.

"Either you get on board or we're doing this my way," Dick sneered, holding the brown package out to her as if taking it would be a sure sign that she was accepting his 'deal'.

Artemis paused for a moment considering this proposal but she shook her head infinitesimally.

"No, Dick, I can't. I'm sorry. I'll still film the movie, but can't you just leave me alone for a while?" she asked.

"Nope, sorry, not part of the plan," Dick said with a smirk.

Artemis frowned up at him, "What do you-"

But suddenly all Artemis could smell was something subtly sweet and her eyelids fluttered closed. She felt herself fall on to her mattress and her head drooped to the floor, her hair following behind it like a golden waterfall.

She felt someone tugging her right arm and swearing just before Dick's voice invaded the last of her coherent thoughts.

"Man she's heavy," he muttered, "Okay guys, you can come in now!"

Guys? Wait, Dick! Artemis felt like screaming, but she couldn't speak or think or hear anything anymore and after a moment she drifted unceremoniously in to the darkness.

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