A/N: READERS DON'T NECESSARILY NEED TO HAVE READ "A GOOD THIEF". This is the episode following "A Good Thief", but by all means, you can just read this without having read "A Good Thief". It's pretty long, so no need.

That being said, I hope everyone enjoys this! I actually finished it long before I finished "A Good Thief", but I wanted it to take place after the long story. It doesn't occur right after "A Good Thief", but perhaps a few months. Read, enjoy, and review!

It was a time for drastic measures. The Teen Titans were being picked off, one by one, unable to fend off the greater odds, nor able to help each other. They were being outnumbered and outwitted, with nowhere to hide.

And Robin had no other choice but to call her for help.

"It wouldn't kill you to just jog, would it?"

Scowling, the seventeen-year-old Asian girl waved a fork at her companion, who was demolishing his dinner in record time. Literally.

The boy finished his meal and sat back. Giving a satisfied burp – to the disgust of the girl – he smoothed back his shock of red hair.

"Now, what's the fun in jogging when you can run like the wind?"

Sighing heavily, the teen girl just shook her head. It really was no use trying to argue with a super-speedster. No matter how much you argued, they would always love to outrun everyone. Not that the girl hadn't tried. She'd spent the entire time she'd been traveling with Kid Flash trying to convince him to slow down so she could catch up.

"Whoops." The boy grinned, his blue eyes lighting up at his unintentional pun. "I forgot – in this case, I can run faster than the wind. As demonstrated by you."

His companion shot him a violet-eyed glare, something that was fast becoming a habit. As someone who could manipulate the wind and weather, she'd chosen to travel by flying on her regular mode of transportation – a small twister flattened into a solid platform that she could control with her mind.

Still, Kid Flash had outdistanced her each time. His way of traveling was to sprint to the next rest stop, then spend the rest of his time waiting for her to catch up on her wind platform. They'd take a break briefly, then start again until dark. At the moment, the two of them were having dinner at a local diner before sleeping at a hotel for the night. But characteristically for a teen boy, Kid Flash was having multiple servings to sate his rapid metabolism.

"This is definitely the last time I travel around with you," the girl groaned, putting her head in her hands. Looking up, she saw that Kid Flash had ordered another meal for himself and was busily working on it.

"You do know that you have to pay for your own food?" she pointed out, raising her eyebrows. "That money's going to add up pretty fast."

Unperturbed by this, the boy shrugged.

"Then I'll just make some money. With my skills, I can get regular stuff done five times as fast." Finally contented, the youth propped his tall yellow boots on the opposite seat, where his companion was sitting.

Annoyed, the girl pushed away the boots.

"Hey. I might not be as severe as Robin, but I'm not putting up with your bad habits." As Kid Flash casually placed his feet back on the seat, the girl narrowed her eyes. "Fine. Two can play at that game."

Leaning back into her seat, the Asian teen set her own black calf-high boots onto the seat next to Kid Flash, who merely glanced at them.

"How do you fight in those things?" he asked curiously, poking the inch-long heels. "Don't you fall or something?"

Scowling, his companion lightly kicked at his hand to shake him off.

"Stop that," she ordered. "And I can fight perfectly fine in-"

"HEY! YOU'RE KID FLASH!"

Startled, the two teens sat up straight in their seats, looking around. The source of the shout was a young boy, who was standing in front of their booth, looking extremely excited.

"Wha-"

"Yeah!" The preteen's eyes were wide. "You're Kid Flash, the Teen Titan, right? Right?"

Blinking, Kid Flash shook off his surprise.

"Well, yeah," he replied, a grin spreading over his face. He could never resist fame. "I am Kid Flash, the super-"

"HEY, GUYS!" The younger boy turned and yelled at a small group of kids his age. "GUESS WHAT? KID FLASH IS OVER HERE!"

With something that sounded like shouts and screams of glee, two girls and another boy joined the kid. All four of them stared at Kid Flash, who looked nonplussed at the attention he was receiving.

"Oh my god! He is Kid Flash!"

"Can you really run around the world in ten seconds?"

"He's so cool-looking!"

"Hey, is that your girlfriend?"

At the last question, all four of the preteens looked at Kid Flash expectantly. The Titan, for his part, looked at his petite companion, who stared back, her appalled expression mirroring his.

"Um, I am definitely not his girlfriend," the girl replied flatly. As she shook her head firmly, her dangling silver lightning bolt earrings swayed. "No way."

"Ohhhh..."

The four kids switched their attention to the other teen, taking in her appearance: a black long-sleeved shirt with a V-collar and a lightning bolt shape cut out just below, a thick black choker, and a purple and black plaited and pleated short skirt held up by a black leather belt decorated with a silver buckle engraved with a purple lightning bolt. Her knee-length violet cape was swept to the side, out of the way.

Her costume was a stark contrast to Kid Flash's costume, which was entirely yellow except for the red lightning bolt on the front, red pants, and long red gloves.

The girl crossed her legs, which were covered by tight black leggings.

"Look, kids. We're just, um, traveling companions. That's all." As the preteens continued to stare at her, the girl closed her eyes and massaged her temples. Tucking a lock of her long straight black hair behind one ear, she shot a covert look at Kid Flash.

The youth, on the contrary, looked amused.

"Don't listen to her," he told his fans, winking conspiratorially. "She's in denial. We're actually the best of friends. Even if she doesn't realize it yet."

"HAROLD JACKSON. STOP BOTHERING THE NICE PEOPLE AND GET OVER HERE WITH YOUR FRIENDS."

Wincing, the first boy looked at Kid Flash apologetically.

"Well, it was great t'meetcha, anyway, Kid Flash."

The Titan gave him a nod.

"Right back atcha, kid. You'd better get back to your mom, then."

Looking dejected, the preteens trooped off, still shooting the superhero glances.

After watching them leave, Kid Flash turned back to his companion.

"So," he remarked, a grin lighting up his face. "You do realize that they never even knew your name?"

In response, the teen girl glared at him, but didn't say anything. "Then again," Kid Flash continued nonchalantly, "Your name is kinda a mouthful. I'd forget it, too, if I were them. 'Kid Flash' is a way cooler name, if you ask me. Easy to remember, and all. Not like-"

"Shut up."

The youth instantly stopped talking as the girl leaned forward. Her silver arm guards, engraved with purple lightning bolts on the sides, clicked on the hard plastic surface of the table between them.

Eyes narrowed, the Asian teen spoke quietly and clearly with barely-constrained patience.

"You really need to stop harping on my name," she told him firmly as he leaned in closer to hear her. "Stop making me look bad in front of people. And most of all, when we travel tomorrow, jog, not run, so I'm not left behind."

"HEY, KID FLASH!"

The redheaded youth continued to stare, bewildered, at the girl opposite of him, even as the preteen from before skidded to a halt next to him, pen and paper in hand.

"Kid Flash! I forgot to ask you – can I have your autograph?"

Without taking his eyes off his companion, Kid Flash scribbled his name quickly on the piece of paper. As the kid ran off excitedly, the Asian teen moved out of the booth. With one more meaningful look at the superhero, she stood up resolutely.

"See you later, Kid."

Uncharacteristically silenced, the teen boy just blinked as his companion strode away.

"Oh, right," the youth called after her casually, finding his voice once more. "Don't worry – I'll just pay for the bill. And the tip. Don't you worry about it." Watching her exit the diner and make her way over to the hotel, Kid Flash's voice softened.

"Don't worry about any of it. Tempestra."

A/N: Haha, I just had to save the name for the end.