A/N: Hey guys! This a new fanfic about the ever dashing Bruce Wayne! I would like to thanks Vintagegirl1912 for editing and helping me write this! She is amazing I recommend that you check out her stories! (: Sadly I don't own Christian Bale or Batman. Anyways enjoy :D
She peeked her head out the plane window just as the jet was descending down on the city she had abandoned. The city Blair Weston felt trapped in years ago and she needed to get out. It had been years since she saw the Gotham skyline, she was surprised she could still remember the way a beam of light bounced of Wayne Tower. Hmm.. Wayne Tower, reminded her of him. Him, being the Prince of Gotham, Bruce Wayne. No matter how hard she tried to forget or not even give him a minutes thought, Bruce was always able to play with her emotions when he wasn't anywhere near her. Blair hated that fact. How one man could preoccupy her thoughts and sometimes prevent her from even focusing on the task at hand. It was so unlike her, however Blair couldn't help it. She hadn't seen him since before she left for what she called "Soul Searching." Blair remembered the last time she saw him like it was yesterday, how could she forget such a day? It was the most horrible day of her life, besides the day her parents died. It was as if that day with Bruce, she died. The child inside her died, because he confessed his undying love for Rachel and Blair confessed her undying hatred for Rachel.
Needless to say such a disagreement did not turn out well. They parted ways badly because he said hurtful things and she was not going to let herself be treated horribly.
They could have all been friends, like they had been when they were kids. It didn't matter anyway Bruce Wayne was a thing of the past, he also was a complete inconsiderate jerk! She didn't care if he fallen of the face of the planet, which she heard he did. And did she care? No, not at all! Blair laughed actually when she heard, she had decided to leave the worrying up to Rachel. After all, it was her he loved.
One afternoon whilst roaming the streets of Paris, Blair saw that he was back on one of the newspapers. Of course it was headline news because he was one of the most powerful men in the world. The world was too small for Bruce Wayne to disappear without anyone noticing. However, she just kept walking.
"Blair darling?" Blair was brought back from her past by her dashing fiance, Liam Cavendish, Duke of Suffolk. He offered her a smirk as he took her small hand into his. "We are about to descend you should put your seatbelt on." Liam traced the pair-shaped diamond on her finger. It seemed that her soul searching led her to the man of her dreams. She smiled warmly at Liam before squeezing his hand in return. He was everything a girl would want, he was incredibly handsome and very intelligent. An accomplished young man with a degree from Oxford. He was they type of guy who could sweep a girl off her feet with one dazzling smile, and it didn't hurt that he was a blue blood. Liam was strikingly handsome, he had bright blue eyes that held passion and fire, his dark hair was like silk and his skin felt like velvet. Blair was simply smitten with him, which led to a quick engagement. They were planning to marry in three months time.
The plane had landed before she had time to blink. Liam extended his hand as she got out of her seat.
Blair walked down the plane stairs, she peeked over her Prada sunglasses to see a familiar face. She hadn't even known she had broken into a sprint until she was wrapped in his arms. "RAMS!" The old man had his arms tightly around her his head was buried in her dark tresses,
"My sweet Blair." He pulled away from her and spun her around getting a good look at her "You look like absolutely stunning Blair Bear. You have even got a tan, it suits you."
"Well that was thanks to our short holiday in Monte Carlo." Blair smiled.
Ramsey Wellington had been the Weston's butler years before she was born. He was a kind hearted man, he had always been calm in nature even after all the stunts she had pulled as a teenager, she was surprised she hadn't put him in an early grave. She remembered when she was fifteen and dyed the bottom half of her head pink. He had told her that everyone has a rebellious streak, and that with time she would learn that pepto bismol pink wasn't a hair color. He would have never of guessed the next night she would steal her fathers Phantom Rolls Royce and run into a light pole. Before she could say anything else to Ramsey she heard, "And you must be the man who has stolen my Blair bear's heart?"
"Yes sir, Liam Cavendish." He extended he his hand out to Ramsey which Ramsey accepted with gratitude. Blair was glad that things had gotten off to a smooth start.
"Where are my manners Liam? I am Ramsey Wellington. I have been Weston's butler since before Blair was born." Ramsey said with honor as they continued to shook hands.
"So are we just going to stand here or are we going to eat?" Blair's stomach was growling she was surprised they hadn't noticed. Ramsey laughed as this was the Blair he knew always taking charge of the situation. "Well, of course we are Miss Blair. I can't let you starve to death."
"You have before." Blair said in a serious tone as she fiddled with her Marc Jacobs bangles.
"I know and you never let me forget it." Ramsey said while opening the car door for her.
"And that's why you love me Rams." Blair smiled before she pecked him on the cheek.
"That's one of the many reasons why." Ramsey said before closing the door. "Where are we going to Miss Blair?" Ramsey asked as he started the car.
"Rams take us somewhere that is delicious." Blair said propping her elbow up on the car door and leaned her head against her hand.
"I know just the place." Ramsey said before driving off.
She looked around Gotham as they drove, it looked a lot cleaner than she had remembered. It felt strange to be back in her hometown. "Blair tells me that she has spent her whole life in Gotham." Liam broke in trying to ease the silence.
"Yes she has, I did the best I could after Blair's parents passed away." Ramsey replied in a sad tone. Liam knew Blair didn't talk about her parents, he only knew that they passed away because she had told him when he asked about where she grew up.
"You did a very fine job Mr. Wellington, Blair is an amazing young woman." Liam looked at Blair as she gazed at the city.
Ramsey smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Cavendish. You will never know how much that means to me." He really liked Liam so far. Liam seemed to be everything he thought his Blair deserved, hopefully he would be.
"Liam you are such a kiss up." Blair stuck out her tongue at him. She knew as long as she loved Liam, Ramsey would love him, or he would learn to love him.
"Miss Blair your manners!" Ramsey looked into the rearview mirror and saw Blair was rolling her eyes at his comment.
"Seriously he has known you for 20 minutes and already loves you! He didn't love until I was 20!" Blair threw her hands up.
"Liam she is just being over dramatic I loved her since I first laid eyes on her." It was true Ramsey loved her since first time he saw her threw the nursery window at the hospital.
"How could you resist loving her?" Liam laughed at Ramsey's comment.
"You sure now how to charm a girl." Blair said before she pecked his cheek.
Liam chuckled, "So I have been told."
"Break it up love birds we have arrived." Ramsey pulled the Bentley into the parking space, and quickly got out to open the door for Blair. He was beat by Liam who had already opened Blair's door. She gracefully climbed out of the car and took Liam's arm. They walked in to 'Le Meurice' and the paparazzi quickly spotted them.
"Blair! Liam! Over here!" a large man with a long brown beard shouted out.
"Blair is it true you and Liam have eloped?" Another one asked. Blair and Liam didn't comment they continued walking into the restaurant.
After being shown to their seats by the hostess and pondering over whether she should get blanquette de veau or coq au vin. She heard a familiar voice behind her.
"Blair Weston?" Blair turned around to see Bruce Wayne, the last person on earth she wanted to see tonight. Her heart skipped a beat. No matter how much she did not want to see him, she couldn't help but feel the butterflies in her belly. Bruce looked incredibly handsome and striking in a custom fit Armani suit. His beautiful brown eyes looked bright as he saw her.
"Bruce?" Blair managed to say. Aside from the butterflies and how gorgeous he looked, she pushed that all aside and remembered why she disliked him. She mustered up her best fake smile. Seeing her ex-best friend/childhood crush with a pretty petite blond draped on his arm wasn't how she wanted to spend her evening.
"Fancy seeing you here." Bruce smiled as she pulled out a chair for his date. Blair mentally cursed the hostess for sitting them at a five person table. Bruce really could not deny just how beautiful Blair looked. Her was long hair was a beautiful shade of brown, her lips were plump and pink. Her skin seemed soft as well as kissed by the sun. She had a healthy glow about her. She had an elegant beige dress on the hugged her in all the right places. Blair looked like a dream.
"Yeah , Bruce fancy that." Blair looked at Liam smiling, which apparently Bruce noticed.
"You must be Liam?" Bruce grinned at Liam.
"Pleasure to meet you Mr. Wayne." Liam smiled at Bruce and then looked back at Blair and giving her hand a squeeze.
Deciding to break the sudden awkwardness, Bruce introduced his date. "Blair this is Natasha, the prima ballerina for the Moscow ballet." Bruce looked straight at Blair studying her intently. However, Blair had adapted the cool way of hiding her emotions from cavorting with the English Monarchy.
"Nice to meet you Natasha!" She smiled as if nothing phased her. "This is my fiancé Liam and this is Ramsey, my confidant and butler." Blair pointed at the two men out.
"It's a pleasure to meet one of B's childhood friends, she said you two were very close as children." Liam looked at Bruce from across the table.
Bruce studied him intently, he studied the looks Blair gave him. He remembered when Blair looked at him that way. A sudden sting hit him. "We were as thick as thieves." His eyes went straight to Blair, but she was enraptured by Liam.
"When are you two getting married?" Natasha asked. "I am sorry, but I cannot say. Not yet at least. Liam is the Duke of Suffolk. And such information cannot be disclosed until his family does. Otherwise I would have to kill you." Blair laughed
"Blair you couldn't kill the prima ballerina for the Moscow ballet." Bruce grinned at Blair with his fake billionaire playboy smile.
"I was planning on taking Blair this Wednesday." Liam chimed in.
"That's the day I planned on going." Bruce lied to them, to see what Liam would say.
"Well, Bruce you should come with Blair and I. You shouldn't have to go alone." Liam said before taking a bite of blanquette de veau .
"Liam you're too sweet!" Blair exclaimed, she couldn't believe how she had nabbed such a generous guy.
"Yeah Liam you're too sweet." Bruce groaned before taking a swig of wine. 'This is going to be a long evening.' He thought to himself.
The rest of the evening consisted of idol chatter until they five parted ways.
Bruce's Penthouse/ Bunker
"I trust your evening went well?" Alfred asked while walking from the platform to Bruce, who was sitting at the computer monitors.
"I wouldn't use the word well to describe it." Bruce said as he typed in Liam's name into the computer. After meeting Blair's fiancé something about him didn't add up.
"What has you so interested in the royal monarchy of England." Alfred asked curiously.
Bruce didn't even bother to look at Alfred or give him more details about why he suddenly took interest of the next Duke of Suffolk, he just kept on reading.
Alfred noticed a picture of the next Duke with Miss Weston, "You're interested in his social circle."
"He doesn't add up." Bruce said as he rubbed his temples. The moment he met Liam Cavendish, he knew something about him was off.
"I think you are reading too much into this Master Wayne." Alfred said before walking away to the platform.
Bruce paid no mind, he needed to know more about this Liam Cavendish. It was for Blair's sake. Even though they parted terribly, it did not mean that he didn't care about her. Seeing her tonight after so many years, brought back feelings. Feelings he buried deep inside himself because of Rachel.