Zatanna yawned loudly as she made her way to the fridge for some coke. The team was discussing the plan for that night, but she was only half listening. As far as she could tell, it was mostly Artemis and Wally bickering on whether or not to go ice skating. Zatanna lived in Manhattan, she had had enough of the cold. She shuddered as she remembered the particularly bad winter.

"Fine boss pants, what about a movie?" Wally suggested as the blonde across from him glared harder. Just the mention of a flick caused Zatanna to lock eyes with Tula, before they both turned away with slight blushes. As Zatanna drowned out Artemis's retort, her mind wandered to the red head on the other side of the kitchen's island. Not that she would ever admit it, but she had really enjoyed the previous night. Being so close to Tula had felt so natural, unlike anything she had felt for any other girl she had dated. Zatanna spilled some soda onto the counter as she shook her head. She was not looking for a relationship, especially with someone from Atlantis. She could already see the terrible break up that would follow. She frowned as she wiped up her mess on the counter, deciding to focus back on the team.

"God, I just can't win with you!" Wally yelled as he threw his arms up in the air. Artemis just frowned.

"Yes, I'm awful because I don't want to do whatever Wally West wants to do," she deadpanned.

"Exactly!"

Looking over to the nearby stool, Zatanna could see Robin thinking the situation over. Then his face lit up, and Zatanna smiled. Leave it to Boy Wonder to come to their rescue.

"That new night club in Star City just opened last month! I saw posters for it when Batman and I went to see Green Arrow a few weeks back. We could try that," he smiled in triumph. Wally and Artemis exchanged glances, as if having a silent conversation with one another. Zatanna softly chuckled at them, they were so much like an elderly couple in her mind.

"Sounds like fun," the two said in agreement. Zatanna sighed as the team dispersed to get ready for their club night, so Zatanna poured herself one more glass before heading off to her room to do the same. As she walked, she could her the all too familiar sound of bare feet trailing a few feet behind her. She turned and slowed down, waiting for Tula to catch up with her.

"Why so quiet? Usually you'd be the one to start a conversation," Zatanna asked as she took another gulp of soda.

"I'm sorry," the other girl mumbled as she stared at the ground. It was obvious she was troubled and wasn't paying attention, so Zatanna put a hand on her shoulder to stop her. They had reached Zatanna's room.

"Umm..." Tula looked up to the door before blushing and averting her eyes. Zatanna thought it was adorable to say the least. The magician smirked slightly, watching the red head carefully examine the corridor wall.

"Come on in, you can help me pick out my outfit," Zatanna said as she lead the girl in. Tula looked around at the fishnet stockings littering the floor, and the various sets of broken ipod headphones. The room walls were pretty bare except for some landscape paintings and a few rock band posters. A large black comforter was in a clump on the twin bed, the various pillows laying on the floor. Zatanna seemed to realize how messy it all was, and she began to frantically clean.

"Sorry, no one really comes in here so," she apologized as she threw the stockings under her bed. Tula laughed while shaking her head. The magician then proceeded to take of her jacket and throw it on the bed, revealing a shirt that covered only a small portion of her back. Tula couldn't help but ogle the girl in front of her, she had been doing it ever since she arrived. She was just so beautiful to her. Zatanna made her way to the closet, not noticing Tula's gaze. She went through the hangers until she found a cherry colored halter top and black skinny jeans with a chain belt. She set it down on her bed, admiring her style choice.

"I'm sure I have something that with fit you," she said looking Tula over. As she made her way to the closet, she casually threw off her violet shirt. It was at this point in time that Tula looked away in a desperate attempt to not moan at the sight of the girl in front of her. She would definitely not totally eye rape the girl in the lacy green bra. That was what she kept repeating in her head anyways. Zatanna threw the halter top on the bed over her head before lightly throwing an emerald mini dress to Tula. Tula caught it, blushing at the fact that Zatanna had remembered her favorite color. Then, the Atlantean remembered why she was in this situation in the first place, and her face fell.

"Hey, not that look again. What's wrong?" Zatanna asked patting a spot on the bed next to her. Tula slowly walked over and plopped down on the mattress.

"I've never been to a night club before. Aren't there going to be a lot of people? I don't really like crowds," she said as she nervously tightened her grip on the dress.

"Don't worry, it's really not that bad. I mean yeah it's crowded, and there might be some sleazy guys, but it's nothing we can't handle. I mean, we'll have the team and our fighting skills to back us up if anything gets rough," Zatanna said encouragingly. The other girl didn't seem entirely convinced.

"I just...don't know," Tula said as she fiddled with the clothing in her hands. She looked up to Zatanna, only to see the magician's face had turned serious.

"Hey, I won't let anyone touch you ever. I'll stay by you the whole night, or until you send me away. I promise."

The vibrant pink lights were blinding as they flashed around the room full of dancers. When Zatanna and Tula's eyes had finally adjusted, they could see that the team had dispersed to do their own thing. Zatanna rolled her eyes, she couldn't say she was surprised. She grabbed Tula's shaking hand and led them to a wall where it was less crowded. Tula looked around, surprised by all the people. Zatanna looked around and her eyes fell on the various couples on the sides. Some people had no shame. She continued scanning for the team, but realized it was no use. They would find her when it was time to go. Zatanna noticed the many hungry eyes of boys and girls on her and Tula, and she scowled before turning to the ocean dweller. Tula looked like she honestly had no problem staying by that wall the entire night, and Zatanna couldn't help but feel the same. They should've just stayed home, alone time with the red head sounded pretty good to the magician anyways. Zatanna smirked at the thought, not noticing the staggering seventeen year old approaching them. She heard Tula gasp beside her, and turned around immediately. Her eyes narrowed as the boy grabbed both of Tula's wrists. The Atlantean looked slightly frightened, but she wasn't afraid to shock him into the next lifetime if he provoked her enough. Zatanna knew people would ask questions though, so she grabbed the boy's wrist, taking matters into her own hands so Tula could calm down.

"Let go of her right now," Zatanna growled as her grip tightened.

"Relax sweetheart, I just wanted to have some fun with your friend here," he said as he leaned in closer to the scowling Atlantean. Zatanna broke his hands away and stepped in between them.

"She's not interested, and she never will be. Get away from us and stay away from her," Zatanna threatened. The boy was not fazed.

"Jesus babe, I didn't know you had a watchdog. Come home with me, I'll show you a good time," he smirked nastily towards Tula. Before Tula could tell him to screw off however, a fist collided with his face. Tula looked to Zatanna surprised, but the sorceress just cracked her knuckles and grabbed her hand. As Tula was lead through the crowd, she noticed Zatanna's arms were securely wrapped around her shoulders. Tula smiled at the raven haired girl's mixture of nervousness and protectiveness. It made her feel cared about. They eventually found a narrow hallway that led to a bunch of private rooms. When Zatanna found one unoccupied at last, she lead Tula in and shut the door, decreasing the volume of the music. Zatanna attempted to catch her breath as she leaned against the door. She eventually walked over to lay down on the raggedy bed with Tula, the Atlantean's head resting on Zatanna's chest as it rose and fell. Zatanna rested her head on top of Tula's, and both of them were completely content as the music played in the background.

AN: Sorry for the late update, I've been kinda restricting my computer time lately. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I was thinking of writing a one shot showing Wally and Artemis's night at the club, so tell me what you think of that. Please review! I enjoy the advice and knowing that people like my weird crack ships xD