bradygirl_12 | Fic: "When The Moon Hits Your Eye..." (1/1)

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Fic: "When The Moon Hits Your Eye..." (1/1)

Title: "When The Moon Hits Your Eye..." (1/1)
Author: BradyGirl
Pairings/Characters: Clark/Bruce
Genres: Romance, Slice-Of-Pizza, er, Life ;)
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Can Five-Star French Restaurant meet Pizza Joint and make amore?
Date Of Completion: August 12, 2008
Date Of Posting: August 12, 2008
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 1041
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Notes: Written for my 2008 DCU Snapshot Fic Request Meme for

svgurl . Pairing: Clark/Bruce. Prompt: First Date. :)

Bruce entered the small restaurant, the smell of tomato sauce and oregano immediately noticeable. Pleased, he smiled at the girl behind the counter, who smiled back. Her blond hair was in a ponytail, and she briskly wrote down an order as she held the telephone to her ear.

Bruce glanced around to find an empty table and found one by the front window. He took a seat, sighing slightly.

This place was more Dick’s style than his. His younger partner had scouted out the best pizza parlors in Gotham, Star City, and New York, he and Roy using them as their unofficial hang-outs. This place was not a teenage hang-out, because except for the starry-eyed teens in the corner, the other diners were adults.

At least the place wasn’t a chain. Zarettis’ was a family-owned pizza parlor, and the girl taking the order at the counter was probably the daughter of the owners. The smells coming from the kitchen were encouraging.

The tables were Formica-topped, easy to clean, and held chrome-topped shakers of Parmesan cheese, salt, and pepper. A chrome holder dispensed paper napkins, and a small red glass container inserted in netting held a single candle. There were no menus as the ordering was done at the counter.

Bruce noticed the healthy plants in pots in the window and hanging from the ceiling. A few pictures of Italy adorned the walls, and a jukebox was located at the far end of the room.

Typical, Clark. Why didn’t you suggest a diner?

He was more accustomed to five-star restaurants with large menus, sometimes written in French, and luxurious tablecloths, linen napkins, and cut-crystal candleholders and shining silverware. Waiters would approach discreetly and take his order, and a sommelier would present the wine list.

He felt a little uneasy, wondering if it was obvious he didn’t belong in a place like this.

Bruce observed the hurrying pedestrians outside the window. The light outside was late afternoon sunlight, people leaving their jobs and eager to get home or to get ready for a date.

A date.

Bruce studied the menu on the boards set back and above the counter. Standard Italian fare, with ziti, spaghetti, meatballs, sausage, peppers, grinders of all kinds, side dishes of onion rings and French fries, fish plates, scallops, and a long list of pizzas.

Diana would love this place. Steve says she's totally hooked on Man's World pizza.

The tiny bell over the door jingled as a new customer entered, and an amused voice said, “See anything you like?”

Bruce turned his attention to the newcomer. “I think so.”

Clark grinned, his hands in his jacket pockets. It was his Metropolis Sharks jacket. He had one for the Monarchs, too. He wore jeans and sneakers and glanced at Bruce’s tan slacks, dark-blue turtleneck sweater, and polished loafers.

“Casual,” Clark said in approval, Bruce rolling his eyes.

“Well, you did stress that.”

Clark took his jacket off and revealed a light-blue T-shirt, accentuating his muscles.

“Well, a thousand-dollar suit wouldn’t fit in here.”

“Do I fit in here?”

Soft affection shone in blue eyes behind the glasses. “Of course.”

Bruce relaxed, not feeling quite so out-of-place. He smirked, “Well, what do you recommend?”

“Oh, they do it all well here, but the best pizza is the chicken-and-broccoli with tomato slices.”

“Well, that sounds all right.”

“Do you want to choose different toppings? We could get a pizza divided in half, or two different pizzas.”

“I’ll share. And the toppings sound fine to me.”

“Great. I’ll go order.” He stood and headed for the counter, then turned back. “Oh, a side order of onion rings or French fries?”

Bruce waved his hand. “Go for both. You’re paying, after all.”

Clark grinned and turned back, greeting the girl at the counter. “Hello, Gina.”

“Hi, Clark!”

Clark chatted with Gina as he gave his order, and Bruce couldn’t help smiling. His friend was a person who drew people in, as Dick did, and charmed them effortlessly. Despite his bumbling cover, Clark had plenty of friends. Lois would smirk and call him ‘Smallville’ and tease him endlessly, but she was a fierce friend who would eviscerate anyone who hurt her Daily Planet partner. Diana loved him, all the JLA enjoyed his company, and Dick worshipped him.

And himself?

He watched as Clark came back and sat down. “Should be about fifteen minutes.”

“That’s fine.”

Clark looked very relaxed as he stretched his legs out. “So, how was your day?”

“Oh, the usual. The board meeting was interesting, but I still had to mediate between Carstairs and Mellon. Those two are like oil and water.” His eyes grew shadowed. “Clark, why did you choose this place?”

“Oh, you had me over for dinner at the Manor last week. I thought you might enjoy seeing how the other half lived.”

“’Other half’?”

Clark nodded. “I come from Smallville, Bruce. Pizza and ice cream parlors and diners. No wine lists or maitre d’s.”

“Is all that a bad thing?”

“No, just different.”

Bruce traced a finger on the tabletop. “Do you think that five-star restaurants and pizza joints can come together?”

One of the customers went to the jukebox. The clink of a quarter started the song.

“When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie/That’s amore.”*

Bruce’s eyes widened and Clark beamed.

“When the world seems to shine like you’ve had too much wine/That’s amore.”

Bruce blinked. Well, Dean Martin had a smooth, mellow voice.

“…like a gay tarantella.”

Clark’s eyes were sparkling. He was holding back laughter.

“When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet/You’re in love.”

Clark leaned forward. “I can arrange that,” he said in a low vioce.

Bruce burst out laughing and Clark joined him. Bruce grasped his old friend’s hand.

“Dino has spoken.” Bruce smirked.

Clark winked.

& & & & & &

The pizza was good, just as Clark had promised, and so were the onion rings and French fries. There was fresh crusty bread and olive oil for dipping, and even a noisy family that came into the restaurant halfway during their meal didn’t bother Bruce.

He decided that a pizza parlor wasn’t such a bad place for a first date.

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*“That’s Amore” was written by composer Harry Warren and lyricist Jack Brooks in 1952, and became a hit for singer Dean Martin in 1953.

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OMG! YOU TOTALLY RULE! This was absolutely adorable. &hearts

Italian food and Clark/Bruce ... two of my favorite things separately ... combine them and I'm even happier. :D

The tiny bell over the door jingled as a new customer entered, and an amused voice said, “See anything you like?”

Bruce turned his attention to the newcomer. “I think so.”

Clark grinned, his hands in his jacket pockets.

So cute!

Fantastic job! Thanks so much for writing it for me! *hugs*

OMG! YOU TOTALLY RULE! This was absolutely adorable. ♥

Italian food and Clark/Bruce ... two of my favorite things separately ... combine them and I'm even happier. :D

I'm with you! Italian food and the boys? Win-win! ;)

The tiny bell over the door jingled as a new customer entered, and an amused voice said, "See anything you like?"

Bruce turned his attention to the newcomer. "I think so."

Clark grinned, his hands in his jacket pockets.

So cute!

Heh, I'll admit the sap meter was running for this one. :)

Fantastic job! Thanks so much for writing it for me! *hugs*

*hugs*

You're very welcome, SVGurl! You're sweet, and coming up with a happy plot for you was easy. :)

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. I was just in the mood for something like this. And you got me all hungry! Perfect. :)

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. I was just in the mood for something like this. And you got me all hungry! Perfect. :)

*giggles*

Thank you, Ranger Girl! :)

I seem to be getting a lot of people hungry with my fic these days. ;)

x33 Awww... That is so sweet. I'm always hoping to find places like that, but alas.

...Now I'm REALLY hungry for pizza. >>;; *wanders off*

x33 Awww... That is so sweet. I'm always hoping to find places like that, but alas.

We've got some good places around here. Keeps me satisfied. :)

...Now I'm REALLY hungry for pizza. >>;; *wanders off*

LOL!

They come together perfectly, boys!

I just grin reading this!

They come together perfectly, boys!

I just grin reading this!

Thank you, Green Eyes! :)

This was very fun to write. :)

*note to self to get pizza tomorrow*

*huge hugs* for making me smile again tonight. thank you. :)

“See anything you like?”

Bruce turned his attention to the newcomer. “I think so.”

That's the first place I smiled -- I'm not entirely sure how you meant it, but in my head, when he replies with the affirmative, the thing he's saying that he's seen an liked isn't on the menu; it's Clark. hee!

This was really adorable. Thanks for sharing!

*huge hugs* for making me smile again tonight. thank you. :)

*hugs*

You're welcome, Lara! :)

"See anything you like?"

Bruce turned his attention to the newcomer. "I think so."

That's the first place I smiled -- I'm not entirely sure how you meant it, but in my head, when he replies with the affirmative, the thing he's saying that he's seen an liked isn't on the menu; it's Clark. hee!

While it's certainly a double-meaning, Bruce did intend it to be Clark. ;)

This was really adorable. Thanks for sharing!

Glad you enjoyed it! :)

Bruce Wayne in a pizza parlor is a classic visual that makes me smile. I love that he becomes suddenly comfortable -- or at least less uncomfortable -- the moment Clark walks in and tells him he fits in. :)

*grins*

A pizza parlor is so Clark, I couldn't resist! ;)

You also made me happy because I am a big Dean Martin fan. I come by it honestly: my mom introduced me to him way, way back when.

My mom did the same! He was a hugely popular singer in the postwar years. Smooth voice. ;)

Awww, that was so amazingly written! Clark as well as Bruce was so perfectly described. Especially Clark! I really love the way of your writing Clark in your stories. You know I'm biased for Clark/Superman and you write him very well. I like the 'lightening and cheerful mood' (sorry if it is not the correct term) which Clark brought into the restaurant. I loved Bruce's thoughts about Clark. They both had a wonderful time. And I enjoyed reading this story. Thanks. :)
LS

Awww, that was so amazingly written! Clark as well as Bruce was so perfectly described. Especially Clark! I really love the way of your writing Clark in your stories. You know I'm biased for Clark/Superman and you write him very well.

Thank you, LS! :)

I like my Clark as sweet and a hint of steel underneath. Bruce is steel with the hint of sweet. ;)

I like the 'lightening and cheerful mood' (sorry if it is not the correct term) which Clark brought into the restaurant. I loved Bruce's thoughts about Clark. They both had a wonderful time. And I enjoyed reading this story. Thanks. :)
LS

I'm glad you enjoyed it! It was a lot of fun to write. :)

Great work and huzzah for Dino! I love that song, and would pay anything to see Clark and Bruce dance to it in a pizza parlour. What made me laugh though, was the thought of Alfred admonishing the two because they hadn't any greens -- unless you count the onion rings :P

*sigh* A good slice. That's kinda hard to come by here in LA. I guess I can always dream of stopping by Gotham for a taste...

Great work and huzzah for Dino! I love that song, and would pay anything to see Clark and Bruce dance to it in a pizza parlour.

Nice image! :)

What made me laugh though, was the thought of Alfred admonishing the two because they hadn't any greens -- unless you count the onion rings :P

Yes, you can count the onion rings. ;) But there was plenty of broccoli and tomatoes on that pizza, too! :)

*sigh* A good slice. That's kinda hard to come by here in LA. I guess I can always dream of stopping by Gotham for a taste...

We're pretty lucky here in the East for pizza. Gotham must have fantastic pizza! :)

This was so lovely and sweet! Clark was so kind and adorable here and Bruce was cute with his feeling out of place (*loved* his double-entendre XD). The idea of Superman and Batman having a first date at a pizza place sounds funny but you made it absolutely charming!
Argh! I wish it wasn't so late so I could make a pizza myself! *stomach growls* I'm with everyone else! You did a good job making me hungry for pizza! I could *really* go for a slice right now XD;
Genki1

This was so lovely and sweet! Clark was so kind and adorable here and Bruce was cute with his feeling out of place (*loved* his double-entendre XD). The idea of Superman and Batman having a first date at a pizza place sounds funny but you made it absolutely charming!

Yep, a pizza place is just right for these two! Bruce was uncomfortable at first, but he's learning the Way of the Clark. ;)

Argh! I wish it wasn't so late so I could make a pizza myself! *stomach growls* I'm with everyone else! You did a good job making me hungry for pizza! I could *really* go for a slice right now XD;
Genki1

I gotta get some either today or tomorrow. ;)

Sweet!
Pizza and good old Dino...*sigh* plus the boys...yeah.

I love the way Clark made Bruce comfortable at the pizza palor, that's so Clark.

Wonderful slice of live story, thank you!

*Now where to get pizza from for dinner tonight? *sigh* The guys running my fav pizza parlor are still on vacation in Italy...hmpf*

Sweet!

Pizza and good old Dino...*sigh* plus the boys...yeah.

Quite the combo! ;)

I love the way Clark made Bruce comfortable at the pizza palor, that's so Clark.

He prefers making people comfortable. As for Bruce, well... ;)

Wonderful slice of live story, thank you!

Heh, I should have put that in as genre. ;)

*Now where to get pizza from for dinner tonight? *sigh* The guys running my fav pizza parlor are still on vacation in Italy...hmpf*

Pizza deprivation! ;)

What is it with your fics and food? Not that i'm complaining but i do end up being hungry 9 times out of 10 that I'm reading your stuff. Mmmmmmmmm pizza!

oh yeah, story... Lovely and sweet as always :D

What is it with your fics and food? Not that i'm complaining but i do end up being hungry 9 times out of 10 that I'm reading your stuff. Mmmmmmmmm pizza!

Heh, I seem to be making people hungry a lot lately! ;)

oh yeah, story... Lovely and sweet as always :D

LOL! Thanks! ;)

Awwwww!!! :D

So adorable! *pets Bruce and Clark*

Awwwww!!! :D

So adorable! *pets Bruce and Clark*

The boys do adorable very well. ;)

Lovely fic! Clark made a wonderful choice for a first date; I'm glad and Bruce could appreciate it. It was very enjoyable to picture them together in such a warm and romantic setting. Great story!

Lovely fic! Clark made a wonderful choice for a first date; I'm glad and Bruce could appreciate it. It was very enjoyable to picture them together in such a warm and romantic setting. Great story!

Thank you, CAT! Clark wanted to show Bruce how different they were, yet how they could come together. And Bruce is probably fond of pizza. ;)

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! XD This was too perfect. I have a sudden (and very intense) craving for Italian now, especially that of our very own little place down the road called Padrino's. *drools*

Ahem! :p

*laughs* Understood! I had a craving for pizza myself while writing this. :)

The boys work so perfectly like this, just like the pizza parlors and 5-star elegance. Just right. ^_^

Yes, the differences do seem to work for them, don't they? :)

This is adorable, and fits them so well! :) Wonderful work. :)

This is adorable, and fits them so well! :) Wonderful work. :)

Thanks, Pervy! :)

I had great fun writing this. I also got hungry. ;)

Hee. Love it. Though I'll admit I don't get chicken toppings.

Angeloz

Hee. Love it. Though I'll admit I don't get chicken toppings.

Angeloz

Glad you enjoyed it, Angeloz! :)

Mmm, chicken on pizza? Delish! ;)

loved the story, but I gotta ask, Chicken and Broccoli on a Pizza? Chicken I can understand, but broccoli?? that's a new one for me. But then again I thought dessert pizzas were weird and very rare, apparently, well they are here at least. lol!

Chicken-and-broccoli is one of my favorite combos! The toppings really work well together. :)

Glad you enjoyed the story! :)

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