AN: Yay, first story on this account! And yes, I know this is a really weird pairing, but idk the story just came to me. I think they would be very cute together, and the outline I have basically wrote itself. I hope you enjoy my story, please review! If you don't I don't know whether or not to continue! Plus, I love them :D
Zatanna clutched her stomach tightly as she tried to understand her cluster of emotions. She bent over in her chair, trying to suppress the feelings. Maybe she was sick, or perhaps it was something she ate. Realizing that none of her efforts at denial were working, Zatanna slumped down even further into the couch as she glared around the empty living room. Most of the team was elsewhere. M'Gann and Conner were in a bedroom doing something Zatanna did not want to think about. Dick and Wally had gone home, probably tired from their exams at school earlier that week. Aqualad had left to train with Aquaman an hour earlier, so Zatanna was left alone in the massive cave. Well, almost alone. Zatanna turned to face the sound of bare feet walking on the cool floor towards her. The tingling sensations in her stomach only became worse. Suddenly, Zatanna was forced to remember when the butterflies in her stomach had started an all out war in the first place.
Five Days Earlier
Zatanna walked down the long corridor towards the heavy amount of noise coming from the zeta tube. Upon arriving, she noticed all her teammates crowded around, introducing themselves to an unseen person. Pushing past Robin and M'Gann, her eyes fell on a smiling redhead. Looking her over and getting closer, Zatanna noticed she had gills and smelled like saltwater. She was wearing an amber top and a short beryl skirt, exposing a very toned stomach and slender legs. Zatanna thought that maybe she was joining the team, so she smiled and raised a hand.
"Hi, I'm Zatanna. Are you joining the team?" The girl raised her own hand to shake Zatanna's. Zatanna noticed that her skin was very rough, as if they had been through a lot. They felt like the ocean rocks that Zatanna had skimmed over the water as a child. She used to go to the beach with...her dad. Trying her best to shake the nostalgia this girl brought to her, she stared at their hands. Realizing that she had been shaking hands way too long, she pulled away, listening for a response from the girl.
"Her name is Tula, she is my...friend from Atlantis," Kaldur answered for Tula.
"And no," Tula interrupted, " I won't be joining the team. I just needed a break from my studying at the conservatory. I've always wanted to know what it was like up here, so I decided now was a good time to come." Zatanna noticed how Tula's cerulean eyes never left her face, as if she was only addressing her instead of the whole team. A little uncomfortable under the intense gaze, Zatanna brought up her hand to inspect her fingernails.
"Well, it's wonderful to have you here Tula! You're room is all ready, so you can go check it out whenever you'd like," M'Gann said cheerfully as the team began to disperse. The evening was approaching, so most of them were getting ready to go home or patrol with their mentors. M'Gann and Conner retired to their rooms, and soon Zatanna was left standing with the petite Atlantean. Feeling a small wave of awkwardness wash over the room, Zatanna faked a long yawn.
"Well, it was nice to meet you. I think I'm going to go take a shower," Zatanna said as she gave a gentle wave good-bye. Beginning to walk back down the gray corridor, Zatanna could hear the soft pad of bare feet behind her. After several more turns around the corners of the hallways, she was beginning to feel very annoyed. The redhead was acting very clingy already, and they were hardly friends yet. Stopping spontaneously, Tula bumped into Zatanna's back. The sudden contact sent shivers up Zatanna's spine for some reason, momentarily flustering her. She quickly shook it off as she turned to face the other girl.
"I'm not trying to be rude or anything, but...what do you want? If you need help finding your room, it was the first one on the left. You know, on the other side of the mountain," Zatanna said with a bit of irritation. Tula just blushed in response as she fumbled for words. They were very close together, and Zatanna could feel the heavy breathing of the other girl. She backed up a few steps, suddenly becoming very warm all over.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be bothersome," Tula said as she tucked a loose strand of hair back. "I just wanted to ask you some questions."
"Questions? Like what?"
"Um...well, what's you're favorite color?" A silence came over the hall as Zatanna tried to comprehend what the hell the girl across from her was on.
"Uh...my what? Why would you want to know something like that?" Zatanna asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm just trying to get to know you, I like being friendly. If that question is too hard for you though, what about favorite movie? T.V. Show?" Tula asked as a hint of a smirk started to form on her face.
"Very funny. Purple, Troy, and Merlin," Zatanna responded crossing her arms. She was trying her best to hide a smile and the looks of amusement that wanted to consume her features.
"Hmm, okay. What else can I ask you? Hmm...do you have a boyfriend?" Tula asked again, slightly biting her lower lip. Zatanna's hands dropped to her sides instantly, a bright blush very evident on her tan face. She began to fidget uneasily, looking towards the ceiling and the walls.
"No! W-what kind of a question is that?"
"Just a question I felt like asking," Tula replied with a playful yet sweet smile. She then gave a long yawn, as if making fun of the one Zatanna had made earlier. Zatanna glared slightly at the older girl, regaining her composure.
"Well, I think I'll go check out my room now. I'm so happy I'm going to be staying here, even though it is only for five days. See you tomorrow," Tula winked before disappearing around the corner. Zatanna just stood looking at the spot in front of her where Tula had been standing. Repeating the weird experience in her head made her feel all tingly, so Zatanna shook her head furiously before walking towards the showers. She decided a cold one was in order, unable to stop recalling how pretty the Atlantean had been.