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Side Note: Never done this ship before and not overly keen on it but I wanted to at least give it a go once. I've done a few rare pairings for other fandoms and felt like I had to try doing a few less popular ones for DC too. Please don't try to kill me. 

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He always found it odd over how the smallest things could bring back the most painful and oldest memories. 

How happy memories are so hard to grab and remember, having to find that familiar safe smell, object or feel to bring such happy memories back. 

While those best forgotten would always be ripped out of the deepest part of your heart and forced back into your head, letting you relive something you never wanted to remember. 

Just like tonight. 

A glint of orange was reflected in a window, reflecting the cheap and dull bulb light of a streetlamp. 

But just the faded orange in the reflection brought back unwanted memories of him, of them, over a love he sacrificed for the greater good. 

Their love wasn't healthy, wasn't real. 

It was mere attraction, a drive of adrenaline over bad trying to taint good and good trying to change bad. 

Neither would have died the other, wiped out a city for the other but wouldn't have given up their own lives. They were to selfish, wouldn't have their blood staining the others hands so easily. 

If they were going to die for the other, it better be by a damn rough fight that neither held back from. 

He was forced to feel ashamed over the relationship. 

Forced to feel negative emotions over the love sacrificed for the better. 

No one would be willing to let him cry over an old broken heart, not when it was done by one of the most hated criminals to the Justice League. 

He was scolded, lectured and never looked at the same once others learnt over the sacrificed love. 

He was shown more disgust and hated over that one relationship than he's seen the Joker be given all his life. 

It earned any happiness that had survived in the deepest parts of his heart over their relationship to grow bitter sweet instead. 

He knew it wouldn't have lasted. 

Knew it wouldn't hold a happy ending.

They both walked different paths, paths that couldn't cross so freely. 

Their love would have cost them more than it did as they sacrificed it. 

It wasn't given up or refused, it would forever been seen as a sacrifice in his eyes. 

It was the one relationship he was truly loved.

He was accepted, faults and skills, both happily accepted. 

Bad and Good habits noted and allowed to be kept, never forced to change any. 

His smiles, his laughs and his eyes were never faked or a lie. 

He had been happy, been loved well. 

But now, it was all gone, never to be given to him again. 

He was weak.

He was human. 

But he held more scars from his life as an Wayne, as vigilante and from those around him than he ever gained from that man who chose to love him as he was. 

If someone so hated and evil could learn to love him as he stood to be, why couldn't anyone else?

He'll never know why.

But he did know he won't ever be happy as he was with that man.

He'll feel the love given to him from that man ever again. 

And it's why orange will forever bring tears to his eyes. 

The colour that he first saw of the man and last saw of him. 

He needed to forget the colour orange before it finally snaps the last of his shattered heart. 

He's moved on, he had no other choice but to move forward or be thrown away by the others. 

Time moved painfully slow but he now stood as a man that was respected, needed and he prayed, wanted. 

Even if that man had once wanted him without strings attached while everyone else had used those strings to control him. 

He's move past the colour, most past the lost love, and he'll stand as someone who didn't think over him ever again. 

Otherwise he'd finally snap over the love he had sacrificed.