Vina loved Damián, it wasn't just a feeling it was a fact.

The same way that the sun came every morning, and the Joker was obsess with Batman, Davina loved Damián.

It wasn't always easy.

Damián tended to hurt others when he felt hurt, and he knew how to hit where it hurt the most, he always felt bad later but the damage was already done.

Despite that Davina loved him even when it hurt to do it, even when she felt like she should hate him or resent him.

Even try to hate Damian felt wrong in some way.

So she loves the bastard even when he made her life more hard that it had any right to be.

Like right now when she woke up before of her alarm because for a ninja Damián wasn't silent on the mornings and after sleeping together for years Vina's stupid brain got used to wake to an unholy hour in the early morning.

Usually she would watch the hour on her phone, would curse Damian and would try to sleep a while longer.

But not this morning.

Why not this morning?

Well first of all the phone that she took wasn't hers or Damian's for that matter.

And second this wasn't her room.

Fuuuuuck

Did she got kidnaped? But Damián was with her in the night so if she got drugged Damian should have noted that something was odd.

Besides she didn't remember painting her nails green — a color that for some reason made her though about a certain demon spawn that she called her person —

Oh she had a really bad feeling about this, like the kinda of feeling that you got when you are about to answer a call and your douche friends are next to you and even when you tell them that it's your mom and for the love of God don't try anything weird you still know that those bastards are going to start to moan or say bullshit in the moment you picked the call.

Davina tried to relax her body and focus on her breathing, Damian had taught her how to meditate and even when she didn't really got it, it did help her to calm sometimes.

Davina got up from the bed and went to look for the closest mirror that luckily for her wasn't really that far away.

"Oh for the love of g— seriously?!" She exclaimed watching a stranger's face where it was supposed to be hers.

She really felt like crying right now, but it was okay because Damián did prepare her for a situation like this and... She totally mocked him for suggesting that something as stupid as exchange bodies would happen to her.

It was this some kind of punishment for all the shojo manga that she read and said that the heroine was stupid for the way she acted after waking up in another person's body?

God? Are you there? Please God she felt sorry now, mission accomplished, can she return to her body please?

When nothing happened she sighed and considered her new circumstances.

Well she was... She had potential.

She had long black hair which was a mess, did this girl didn't know that hair brushes were a thing? And her skin was a pale white, like truly pale needed a seriously big shot of vitamin D because she was almost a ghost kinda pale —and by this point Davina wouldn't be too surprised to find out that the girl she was currently possessing was a Vampire because apparently that was her life now fuck everything —

She did have beautiful blue eyes and it was nice not to have to put her contacts on first on the morning.

Her body type was a little more skinny that she was used but it wasn't so much.

With that check she looked around.

A really huge — but plain — room was around her with expensive things all over so she probably had a lot of money which was good for her.

Looking around she found a back pack and found a identification of Gotham academy.

Katrina Sinclair.

That was the name of the owner of this body and for the picture on the card she didn't look like she had many friends — she looked kinda depressed and a bit goth to be honest —

There were three doors on the room, one was probably to leave the room other for the bathroom and the other was the closet she guess.

With a little curiosity she opened the closet door only to found a fucking altar to Damián and her.

They where hundreds of pictures all over the walls and candles and was that a pentagram? — And she really really was hoping that the red thing around the pictures and in the pentagram was a paint —  Well maybe it wasn't such mystery how she end up here.

She closed the door to maintain a little of her sanity — Not that she had a lot but she wanted to keep a little as a safe keeping to remember the good old times before the capes and whatever the hell was this — and went for the phone that luckily unlock itself with her finger print.

Now she should call Damian and told him that she was in the body of a stalker and she would have to listen to Damián bragging about how he was right and that she should listen to him more even when he was being more than delusional with all of his plans and counter measure for things as crazy as this.

And Davina would have to tell him that he was right while he looked smug as hell for a very long week and maybe more.

Davina looked at the date and hour.

It was Friday morning, and she still had a good hour and a half before classes at Gotham academy begun.

And Davina couldn't in good faith let a good student like she guessed that Katrina was to miss her classes could she? Of course not, that would be so rude and impolite and her Lela taught her better than that.

Besides if she didn't went to school people could worry for her, so she had to go to school so all of the other things would have to wait until the day was over.

Davina nod to herself and left the phone on the bed and went for the bathroom, she had a long day ahead of her and it was best to start early if she wanted to do something about her hair and make-up before classes started.

After she was finally done with her person she heard a soft knock on the door.

"The breakfast is ready Miss" a soft voice called and Davina took all the things that she would need for her day and left the room.

When she was greeted with a long table and a full breakfast that had everything she could possibly want she thought that made staying in the body of someone with a silver spoon wasn't such a bad idea.

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Notes: Miss me? Sorry but someone's I just forget I love you though! And I am working in the new fic which is going to be about the more lovely siblings in Gotham. But I won't make too many spoilers... Or do you want a little first taste? I already have a lot of chapters so it's ready to go — all I am waiting is for the cover —

Tell me if you want to read a chapter!

Love you guys and thanks for reading!

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Extras:

Davina: *using a Halloween costume of a monster* Does this make me look threatening?  Are you threatened?
Damián: Nop.
Davina *cornering him against a wall* how do you feel now?
Damián: Horny

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*Damian and Jason arguing*

Damián: Fuck you!
Jason: Later, now listen here you little shit.