Author's Note: What's that? I ship BirdFlash? Why yes, yes I do. I have since season one was airing, actually. Anyway, this is another five times plus one fic with six chapters - each one posted weekly on Mondays. It's a cute little story about Wally and Dick being the only ones that don't know they're dating. I hope you all enjoy it. And remember, brush your teeth after each chapter.

Next update is on January 4th. If you like this chapter, please leave a review!

One: Iris West

The wait at the end of the school day on Friday nearly killed Wally. He was so used to speeding home, tossing his stuff, and heading to Gotham or the Cave for a weekend with Dick. But this Friday was different. He was spending the weekend at Aunt Iris and Uncle Barry's. The two of them wanted to do something nice for him – though he didn't know why – and Aunt Iris wanted to pick him up from school.

And she was late. Only by two minutes and thirteen seconds. But still.

Finally, after almost four minutes and fifteen seconds, the car pulled up. Wally leaped into the passenger's seat and tossed his bag in the back. Aunt Iris sat in the driver's seat, still dressed for work.

"Hey, Aunt Iris," said Wally, cheerfully. She threw him a bag of McDonalds and he grinned. Chicken McNuggets were his weakness.

"Hello, Wally," she said. She put the car in gear and drove off, heading back toward her and Uncle Barry's house at the edge of the main city area.

Wally said, "You know, this is the first weekend in like, forever, that I haven't spent with Dick." He leaned back in his seat and tossed a few French fries into his mouth. "It's weird."

Aunt Iris chuckled fondly. "Yeah, Barry and I were like that when we first started dating, but you can't spend every waking moment together – you'll drive each other crazy."

Wally frowned. Dating? He and Dick weren't…

"We're not dating," said Wally, quickly. He shook his head and waved his hands in front of him. A few French fries went flying off into the shadows beneath the seat. Aunt Iris raised an eyebrow at him and gave a pointed look at the French fries in his lap.

"Really?" asked Aunt Iris.

Wally grimaced, "Sorry, I'll pick it up when we're done."

"Not that," said Aunt Iris, rolling her eyes. She braked for a stoplight and fixed her patented 'I know you're hiding something' look at Wally. "You and Dick. Your uncle said…"

"He's wrong," said Wally, a bit too fast, even for him. He couldn't quite place why he was so defensive about this. Surely it was all in jest. He and Dick were friends, nothing more. Sure they were pretty affectionate with one another and all, but that didn't mean there was anything between them. Obviously it was all in Uncle Barry's and Aunt Iris' head. Yup, there was nothing more to it.

Still, he had to wonder what had made her bring it up. And what had made her and Uncle Barry see such things between the two of them. Surely they weren't that close to each other.

"You know, it's okay," said Aunt Iris. She took her hand off the gear shift and rested it on Wally's knee. She gave him one of her soft smiles – the kind that made Wally think she'd be a great mom someday.

"That's not…" He frowned, trailing off. He'd spoken too quickly. Now she thought she was closeted. Which he wasn't. And didn't have to be. Because he was straight.

…Yeah, because that would sound convincing when she was so convinced already.

"Aunt Iris, if Dick and I were dating, believe me when I say you'd be the first person I'd tell," said Wally, slowly. He knew they wouldn't, but at least this would get her off his back.

Aunt Iris sighed. "Wally, it's perfectly all right to be confused about your feelings right now. I was too, at your age. And I understand that being gay-"

"I'm not gay!" protested Wally.

"Sorry, bisexual," said Aunt Iris, smiling kindly. And he wasn't that either. "Is difficult at your age, but I'm here for you."

It was a losing battle and he knew it. He slumped against the window and stared out at the passing city. A soft sigh passed his lips. Why wouldn't she believe him? He and Dick were just friends. That's all they wanted to be. That's all they were.

That's all they would ever be.

And yet, that statement didn't make him feel any better. If anything, it lodged a pit in his stomach that made him grimace and rub at his belly.

"You okay?" asked Aunt Iris.

"Fine," said Wally, trying to shake off the feeling. "I think I ate too fast." That had to be it. That, or the idea that Aunt Iris assumed he and Dick were dating really was frustrating him. There was nothing else to it, really.

He and Dick were friends. He'd convince Aunt Iris of that this weekend – and set Uncle Barry straight too, pun intended. That way there wouldn't be any uncomfortable discussion with or about Dick. That way Dick wouldn't get upset. He was already sensitive about how affectionate he was, and Wally didn't want to lose their hugs.

He resolved to set everything straight before Monday, and to visit Dick after school just to be sure it was all okay.

And to eat something other than fast food. Man, those Chicken McNuggets had done something to his gut.