Title: Complicated Tensions

Author: Darkeyedresolve/Tommy H.

Rating: Mature

Summary: After reading several Jason Todd related fics, authors, I wanted to write something with the restored Boy Wonder. I do remember the one issue of Teen Titans where Jason shows up to give the beat down to Tim, and thought that jealousy + rage might lead to further entanglements at least with the person most close to Tim, Kon.

Music thumped and pulsed inside the foggy, dark club that was mostly lit by bouncing strobe lights. People were bathed in red, then blue, next green, followed by yellow and it continued in a set pattern usually dictated by the song. The songs the DJ spun all vibrated with bass and lead by sensational vocals, everyone was coming under the thrall of the dance floor. You danced with whoever was next to you, there was no need for names when you are brushing and bumping against total strangers in the dark. Hands grabbing flesh, lips meeting lips and crotches grinding…it was all very primal and animalistic.

'Something Gar could get into.' Conner thought to himself while leaning against the wall, taking the mass of bodies on the dance floor.

Things had been tense for the boy of steel lately; he had imposed on himself an exile from the Titans and from Tim. He was lonely and burdened by guilt, so much so that he could barely talk to Drake when the boy wonder was trying to pull him out of his rut. Superboy's rut was about six feet deep, he wanted to just disappear and he could do it here. A dance club out in New York City and a gay dance club to make sure he wouldn't accidentally bump into someone.

'Tim wouldn't be coming to this place, not without me anyway' He smiled a bit thinking about Robin, so many good thoughts that only flickered before the images of his "betrayal" came into his head. A shiver ran along his muscled figure and shifted his body against the wall; thinking about Tim was not going to help things.

Brooding was never his style; Conner would just ignore it and get lost in this nondescript joint. He was getting a lot of appreciative stares from the men inside, and who could deny that he wasn't one of the hottest heroes around. Superboy let his sapphire shaded eyes trail across the room to get a better view of those inside, nothing really stood out…but what chances did mortals have when he used to hang out with gods. A bored sigh left his lips until he saw someone that stood out, an aura that Conner just sensed when he saw this man.

The guy was leaning against the bar counter with a devil like smirk on his face, and the black hair only added to a dark persona. That face was full of intentions that couldn't be read, not to mention very handsome…he couldn't be too much older than Conner. The tight black shirt outlines each of those perfectly sculpted muscles so well when the colored lights would hit just right. The man's lower figure was obscured by the bar top but Superboy was confident that this guy was a complete package. What the package held inside that was the draw…a change from the youth's normal experience.

The man of devilish charm looked at Conner and let his head drift down, an obvious sign that he was looking the teenager head to toe. The stranger's predatory look dug into the young hero, eyes piercing where bullets had not. He seemed to realize the effect he was having and decided to tease. With a subtle inclination of his head, the man moved away from the solitary bar to make his languid way over to the dance floor. They continued to stare at one another until the stranger let himself get lost in the mass of dancing bodies upon the floor.

Conner smiled to himself; at least a chase would keep his mind occupied for a night. The clone of one of the World's Finest moved after the man and was soon being overcome with the sensation of body heat, and he hadn't even pressed into the mob yet. The beat was picking up and bodies were sliding faster, the sense of euphoria rising and becoming as thick as the lingering smoke. With a determined spirit, Conner pushed on into the sweating, joyful crowd and was enraptured in their frenzy. He could feel hands and limbs rubbing against his t-shirt clad torso, some getting more of a feel than others. It was minor distraction; he had to track down that guy…in this mess of people. Everyone was beginning to look the same to the teenager, all glistening faces and smiles while they bumped and grinded.

Superboy was beginning to get frustrated while worming his way through, which wasn't so easy with his body build and the lack of space. Everyone seemed preoccupied so none would notice if he just floated up for a view, the tips of his sneakers barely leaving the overly trodden floor. Conner glanced around and thought for a moment he saw the man staring at him but when the light flashed to another color, there was nothing but the same people. Looks like he had disappeared into the air, Conner wouldn't have been surprised if the man had been a metahuman; new ones pop up in the strangest places.

Resigning himself to defeat, Superboy let his feet find the ground again and become merged with the movements of the other people. Dancing could take his mind off his problems, his figure swaying and beginning to bounce to the beat that the speakers were thumping out. Robin had been training him in more fluid movements when fighting, since Conner's style had always been more strong handed and brash. As the music filled his mind and his body took over, he could remember those last sessions. The way Tim's body moved with such focus and purpose, not to mention a cleanness that showed no wasted energy. It bought a slight smile to the dancing youth's face, he could always cherish those times when it was just those two…there were plenty that decorated his young life from Young Justice to the Teen Titans.

Superboy was so into his own thoughts that he didn't notice someone was moving with him, mimicking his Robin taught moves easily. Maybe that was the reason Conner was unaware, it just felt like the same hands of his memory along his arms and the same body against his own.

"You move well." The voice purred into his ear and the illusion of Tim and their training vanished.

He turned his head and was staring at the stranger from the bar, and that devil smirk was all the more alluring up close. Conner felt his mouth go dry as they continued to move, which was mostly because the man was moving the two of them together. The man's hands sliding from the teenager's arms down that v-shaped torso and his chest pressing into the youth's back.

"Spooked ya?" The stranger questioned, "A strong looking kid like you shouldn't need to be skittish."

"No, just surprised is all." Conner playing it off as the hands slide along his stomach. He didn't mind the touch; it had been a long time since someone had gotten so close to him like this…and managed to do it with such skill.

"Shouldn't be surprised, I was making you into eye candy at the bar." He leaned in to kiss the clone's ear, "I really want a taste."A dark tone, that was rich with seduction and laced with something more hidden, was whispered to Conner.

"You have a knack for disappearing and reappearing." The boy of steel moaned at the kiss and the words," Reminds me of someone…" That someone was probably trying to call him now, or maybe rushing over Gotham rooftops with the dark knight.

"Aw no fair to compare me to someone else" The stranger teased while he began to grind his crotch into the round, jean covered backside, "Let's just focus on us for tonight."

"Right" Kon's references to Robin faded out as the man brought him back to the present with a hip thrust, "You move well too. "

"Just from lots of experience, you got a name?"

"Conner, and you?"

"Todd."

The music continued to pulse and the people grew more aroused, there was a definite taste of sex in the air. Couples would be created and would be disappearing off into dark places, sometimes club corners, sometimes hotels and sometimes their own bedrooms. Conner and Todd continued to grind and dance together, sweat rolling down their bodies which made their embraces damp and hot. Todd was enticing and somewhat dangerous; his sudden movements gave no pattern but Conner was happy to be led around.

"Off with the rags." Todd command as he helped to strip off the boy of steel and let the strobe lights reflect off the gleaming muscles, "Looks like you get feed well."

"Get my protein and work outs in." Superboy teased while he helped to disrobe his counterpart, revealing a lean but rippling figure…it was familiar actually, "And so do you it looks like."

"All the better to catch you with my dear" Todd grasped the younger boy's neck and pulled them close, smashing their bare torsos together.

"Mmmm" Conner arched his back while he felt the touch of hot, smooth muscle rubbing against his desperate body.

Hands traveled over slick bodies, groping and grabbing at both bare and covered parts. They made a stunning pair in the middle of the dance floor, enough that even the music dazed people would stare. Todd wrapping his arm around the younger man's broad chest and Conner pressing back against his crotch. The stranger licked the back of Kon's neck and lets his fingers idly tug at the bare nipple; it was fun to watch the boy wiggle in his hold.

'Yes, and we aren't even at the real party yet.'

Dancing went on, Todd teasing and Conner wanting. The weight of the world was no longer on Superboy's shoulders, a successful night. Stupid bliss had taken over, lights gleamed in his vision and bass thumped in his ears. It was temporary paradise and would fade once the last song was played. Lips were pressing against his hot skin, arms tightening around and fingers exploring his perfect figure. He offered no resistance as Todd's hand came up and turned his chin, there was that smirk that would be carried with Conner long after this.

"Pucker up kiddo." Todd pressed his mouth against the warm, young lips.

Superboy didn't expect to be kissed, a couple pecks and playful touching but not an embrace like this. The tongue pushed into his mouth, salvia mixing together. The kiss should have been great but Conner couldn't stop thinking about Robin while he was kissing Todd, it was further than he wished to go…a kiss was an intimate sign of love. Yes he could dance and grind without much guilt since it was pointless fun that would be gone by the morning, but this would be carried on his lips afterward.

It didn't matter what he wanted in the end, Todd took the kiss and forced his tongue deeper into the younger man's mouth. Conner could have forced him off, he had strength to lift cars with a hand; but the body wants what it wants. The kiss was wet and physical with Todd sliding his tongue around, dominating his mouth more than the teenager was used to. It was sensual ecstasy for a moment, and then the pains set in…pains that were clearly the cause of kryptonite.

"Surprise, surprise boy of steel." The devil grin was gleaming with toxic green.

"Who the fuck" The strength was gone and his mind was burning, Conner felt his legs giving out under his body.

"The real Robin, Jason Todd." The revived boy wonder tightened his grip on the weakening youth, "Bet that little poser didn't mention me." The hate was as thick as the heat.

"How did…" Conner was blacking out from the infusion of kryptonite in his body, struggling was growing more futile with each passing second.

"Should do your homework sometime" He shouldered the muscle teen against his body and began to walk to the exit," History is so important, kiddo."

Superbody gave a grunt in defiance but that was his last with the strobe lights and thumping music faded to black. No one in the club knew what was going on; it was typically to see young things over party. The bouncer at the door just gave an amused smirk and shake of head as he opened the door for the young couple to leave.

"Make sure he gets something to drink, he's probably dehydrated." The bulky guard offered friendly advice as pair moved into the night.

"Oh I will take good care of him."

Jason was giddy as the cooler air of the night rushed over his body, a promising night lay ahead. The boy easily fit into the back seat of the stolen car, the radio was blasting and the windows were down as the Red Hood takes off to parts unknown.

Batman was not happy and was silent on the very fast ride home, Robin quiet but intently watching Bruce for some answers. The night had been the same as all the Gotham nights, fighting criminal and sometimes the infamous villains that populated the dark city. When the duo had just finished up dealing with muggers, an alert peppered the ears of the dark knight. It was a rare alert but Batman knew what it meant, it disturbed him. The heavy, black cape flowed out from behind the towering figure as he raced back to the car, Robin following along with a curious expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" The boy wonder asked when they were tucked into the one of a kind batmobile.

"Data hack." Batman grunted as the world outside became nothing but blurry lines with the black vehicle hitting higher and higher speeds.

The car became silent once more; an invisible weight was pushing down on both of them and stole the oxygen. The implications of such an action could mean someone else knows their identities, or possibly the identities of their allies…only Batman really knew what existed within those cybernetic walls. That's how he wanted it, and now his inner world was penetrated…his fingers gripped tighter to the wheel in a silent expression of anger.

"Do you know what was taken?" Tim ventured with a cautious verbal step towards his partner.

"No, I won't till I see the computer's diagnostic." It would take a few moments but it would be the slowest, most tension filled minutes in recent memory.

"Right."

Robin had other things on his mind before this news and those things quickly came back to take fore front. Conner, he really missed Conner. The Teen Titans didn't feel like home without Superboy, but they needed a leader and Tim was dedicated to keeping the team going. He wanted to be with Conner in Smallville and help the damaged youth to health…to get over his unfair guilt. They talked, or Tim talked and Conner just muttered half hearted responses before apologizing about his flaws. The hopelessness that was carried over the phone, it made Tim weak.

"You're distracted again, Robin." Batman's words cutting through the haze in his head and bringing the boy wonder back to the present.

"Yea I have things on my mind besides the blurring city sites." He muttered back while his eyes focused on the trailing street lights, all thin, glowing lines against the windows of the batmobile.

"I didn't mean just now, ever since the incident with the clone…" Bruce didn't get much further before his sentence was broken.

"His name is Conner and yea I have been thinking about him." Robin got immensely annoyed with Batman's attitude towards Superboy, "But we don't all deal with things the same manner as you, Batman."

"You will get yourself hurt if you are not focused on the situation at hand." Batman's neutral voice was turning more into an irritated rumble.

"I am not a rookie anymore; I know what the danger is out there." Tim shot back, he wasn't emotional out there but Batman wanted pure, cold focus always," I will keep doing my job."

There was silence after that, Batman was either not in the mood or Robin had satisfied him for the time being. Robin didn't really care right now; his heart was not in the black, super vehicle but at a farm house in Smallville. If this data hack hadn't come up, he might have been able to swing out there with help of the jet…explain it off as a way to help get over his worry. The phone call this morning hadn't been more than a few words and Tim trying to get Conner to get out of his brooding. He had mentioned taking a visit out to Hawaii; the old stomping grounds might be the best thing. That idea got a noncommittal grunt but Conner sounded better the longer they discussed it.

'I'll call him, that's the least I can do.' Timothy Drake promised to Conner Kent while he reclined against the gleaming, leather seat.

The hidden mouth of the iconic, secret cave swallowed the bat mobile after a few minutes more of traveling. The heavy cape made a loud slap against the side of the car as Batman rushed out of it, not with his usual dark magnificence but with a human worry. Alfred was already there to hand him a cup of coffee and to greet the dynamic duo on their safe return; Robin returned it while Batman just took the cup and sat down at the computer. The handsome face molded into one of determined searching as he gazes over the finished report. The results were confusing but they pointed to dark things, things that involved his young sidekick.

"So what did you find out?" Robin had been waiting and drinking a bottle of water given to him by the dedicated butler. He was getting anxious to call Conner, not even aware of the information stolen as Bruce glanced at him form the corner of his eye.

"Jason Todd some how managed to gain a foothold into the system a few days ago, he probably is letting me know now." Bruce stated as he rubbed his fingers against his chin," It's another game of his."

"And what did he want, let alone how did he get through?" Timothy felt a cold sensation building in his stomach for some unknown reason, something was wrong.

"He looked at plans I had worked on after the incident with th-…with Conner." Batman sighed and his broad shoulders became heavy as now it was Robin's turn to be pissed; and he was slowly getting there, "Containment issues to deal with his tactile telekinetic powers, a suppressor."

"You mean Jason, who just attacked me at Titans Tower not too long ago." Robin was shaking from his young anger," Knows a way of rendering Conner powerless and it's because of you…"

"Tim, this is not because of me.-"Batman was cut off again.

"You kept this from me, Bruce!" Tim shouted and thrust his finger at the usually intimidating crime fighter," You should have told me you had done this!"

"Why are you surprised by this, Tim!" Bruce rose the chair and used his statue to help cement himself as the dominant figure in this cave," Conner is a weapon created by Luthor, it is common sense to have a back plan in the event he goes under the man's influence."

"Conner is not a weapon, he's a hero!" Robin was not about to back down now, all of his emotions were twisting and turning inside of him, "He is part of my team, he is my best friend, and you should have told me!"

The soft chime of china could head as Alfred decided to collect the empty glass, it seemed louder than the shouts that echoed still within the infinite black. The old gentlemen had seen this scene in various ways with each of the Robins, each one's compliant had different details but the causes were always the same. The two didn't look at one another as Alfred took the neglected cup from the computer counter, but they were brewing with new words to say.

"As the two of you fight, young Conner Kent is in jeopardy at the hands of our unstable Jason Todd." The butler reminded the brooding men, "This fight can be continued after the matter is settled. "

Silence followed as Alfred walked back the exit of the cave but he waited at the door to hear calmer voices working together.

"When was the last time you talked to him?" Bruce restrained and compartmented the current issues away; it was an effective skill in fighting crime.

"This morning but I haven't talked to him since, I'll check to see if he is around." Robin needed to get out of this atmosphere, the boy needed to clear his head and focus on helping his boyfriend.

"Right, if not…then we will go look for them." Bruce added as he turned back to face the massive, electronic monitor. He could trace Jason's cyber movements, if not on his own then call in the Oracle for assistance. Jason was a personal matter for the Bat; he would bring the misguided Robin back home…or put him in a place where Bruce could keep an eye on him. He brooded about his good solider while typing away, memories pushing into the present while he tracked.

Tim clutched his personal cell phone and softly prayed as the call went through, nothing empty rings that ended in being directed to a voice box. The personal call was a bust, the titan's communicator had been a bust, and there was no word of Conner from the Tower. He hadn't worried, or he wasn't any worse, until the cell phone wasn't answered…Superboy had exiled himself from being a Titan and had little communication with the rest besides Raven and Cassie. Leaning against his door, Tim's life had been nothing up constant up and downs. He couldn't bear the loss of Conner, it just made him shiver and hold back tears if something were to happen to the other teenager…especially because of someone's revenge on him.

'Jason, if you hurt him…I will pay you back.' The normally cool boy wonder was becoming washed over in his fear, anger and protective instinct. He was letting Jason Todd win more than he realized, by falling into his game…getting the reaction that leads to stupid actions.

After few more futile tries to get a hold of Conner through his cell, Tim was recomposed and back inside the cave of the Batman. He was looking down at the cracked, cold stone floor while his partner pushed away from the computer with a stylized flash. The cowl was pulled down over his eyes, eyes alive with new information to track down his rebellious protégé. Bruce didn't need to turn around to know the mood of his sidekick, there was palpable anger in the air. Robin was liability at the moment; he needed to diffuse some of the youth's anger.

"Jason wants us to go to New York, you know of any places Conner might frequent there?" He asked but was already moving to the resting aircraft that were hidden in the bowls of the cave.

"Not really, he has been distant since the incident." Tim was more like Bruce than he wanted to admit, he was developing the talent of detaching emotions towards a mission. The anger was there, the fear was there but it was all stored away…but would it stay put if Jason did something to Conner?

"Then we will just start from the location I tracked, it's probably not too far from where they are." Batman knew that Jason was laying bait, but his actions were unhinged thus giving an edge to the cooler head.

"You sure this is a good lead?" Robin's mask exaggerated his skeptical look.

"I know Jason, he wants to us to find him." Bruce was sure of his knowledge, or his instinct, in dealing with the Red Hood. When Jason did something personally involve Bruce, then he wanted the dark knight to show up.

"He will get more than some face time…" Tim muttered under his breath while climbing into the bat inspired jet.

"Tim, you need to keep focused…for the safety of Conner as well." Batman said in a surprisingly human tone that betrayed the menacing look of his current visage.

The dark knight didn't hear anything else from his young sidekick but there had been an understanding made. They each had a reason to keep focused tonight and sometimes that was better than a partnership bond.