I just want to make this plain and obvious for everyone before you even start reading. This is not slash. There are no slashy scenes. Thanks for coming, now onto the story.


"Dude, please? I mean, just this once! Never again!" Wally begged, his hands clasped together in front of his face, pulling off the best puppy-dog look that he could.

Robin couldn't help but roll his eyes behind those sunglasses, his arms crossed firmly as he kept his calm demeanor, "No," he repeated for the umpteenth time, "Anyway, stuff with you is never 'just once'."

"That's not true!" Wally protested with a glare, although Robin didn't respond- the 'Kid Flash glare' was mild in comparison to the 'Batglare'.

"You know it is," Robin responded, but when Wally opened his mouth to protest again, all Robin had to do was say, "Cleared your computer of viru-"

"OK, that was a cheap shot and totally not the same situation- hey!" his eyes widened as it dawned on him, "Stay on topic, sneaky little imp!"

"Imp…?"

"Yes, imp. Now, please, please, please, pleaaaaaaaaaaase, Rob? One double date! Just one! Angela refuses to go with me if she can't take… Mary or something. I don't remember her name! Not that I wouldn't want to go on one date with two women at once…" Wally snickered, but then shook his head, "But she says it has to be a double date! Has to! And I can't ask Kaldur, he's all caught up on what's-her-name still, and Superboy? Just… no."

"Exactly, no." Robin was unfazed by his best friend's momentary ramble, staying in the same position he had since this whole conversation began. There was no way he was going to go on a double date with some random chick just so Wally could maybe get lucky. It was immoral.

Wally huffed and glared again, staring at those dark shades that hid Robin's eyes, copying the smaller boy's stance and successfully looking slightly more threatening, "Why not?" he demanded, his nose wrinkled in obvious irritation.

Robin shrugged and waved one hand dismissively, "Not interested," was his simple reply as he turned to head back to the living room where he believed the rest of Young Justice were about to 'bond' and watch a movie.

The speedster caught Robin's wrist as he waved over his shoulder, and the acrobat's muscles tightened, as though ready to throw Wally off before realizing that Wally was not an enemy and he relaxed, "Wally, let go."

"Not until you tell me why you're 'not interested'," Wally sped (literally) around in front of Robin, blocking his way and managing to keep a grip on his friend's wrist. "I mean, c'mon, Rob, Angela is hot! And you know the rules… hot girls are only friends with other hot girls! It's one of those girl codes or whatever! Mary-whoever is probably smokin'!"

"First of all, your lack of logic appalls me. Second, let go." The youngest member of Young Justice (if you didn't count Superboy) made his best Batglare, and Wally's grip almost loosened enough for Robin to slip out of, but not quite enough until it tightened again, holding him firmly.

The only word for the expression that was on Wally's face was that of 'determined', both in the matter to know why his friend was so obstinate about not going on a date with a hot girl and what he meant by 'not interested'. "Ah, ah, ah. Known you long enough to know that look is an empty threat. Tell me, and I'll let go," he grinned maniacally.

Robin's eye twitched reflexively as he glared, his body once again tensing up. There were so many reasons Robin didn't want to go on this date, but there was one biggy and only one that Wally would accept as an answer, "I'm not interested." He repeated firmly, "In girls. At all."

There were a few moments of awkward silence of the two teenage boys staring at each other, one looking almost in a daze, the other searching for some kind of reaction in his best friend's face. Then the red head's face split into a grin and he let go of Robin's wrist, which Robin immediately brought tightly to his side, and patted him jovially on the shoulder. "Good one, Rob, you got me for a second there. Now, c'mon! They're starting the movie." He opened his eyes again to head in that direction, but was met with something that made all of his senses scream Danger! Danger!

The smaller boy was absolutely rigid, shoulders tight and raised, fists clenched at his sides, knuckles turning white from the strain. Robin's breathing was ragged and uneven, his jaw set so tightly that Wally could see its outline, his mouth in such a frown it rivaled his mentor's. Wally opened his mouth to ask what was wrong until Robin shoved the older teen aside, and in a whirl of red, black and yellow stomped uncharacteristically toward his room.

Wally's eyes were wide as he stood there until it was a good thirty seconds (may not seem long to you, but for a speedster that was an eternity) after Robin had disappeared behind his door, his voice hushed and near frightened, "Oh my god… he was serious."


"…it was unprofessional, immature and each and every one of you should be ashamed." Batman finished his scolding with his usual scowl, before sweeping his cape around him and leaving the Headquarters of Young Justice, his ward following behind, knowing that this was no where near the end of his lecture.

The clone of the group snarled and shoved past the one clad in yellow and red, who was staring at the ground, knowing most of this was directed at him. Their archer was gone the second Batman had turned around, disappearing to God knows where to do God knows what, the green-skinned inhabitant sending a sympathetic glance in Wally's direction before following after Superboy to make sure that he wasn't going to destroy anything important (again). That just left their Atlantean.

"…What were you thinking?" was the question posed by the team leader, who had not moved from his place. Kaldur'ahm's eyes were set forward, staring endlessly at nothing in particular.

Wally shrugged, muttering, "I thought I could do it."

Kaldur's jaw tightened and he looked at him, "Robin was your partner. You were supposed to protect him while he disabled the bomb," he snapped.

"Yeah, well, not my fault Boy flipping Wonder disappeared again, was it?" Wally glared at the ground, his fists shaking- no, vibrating at his sides.

"You were told to follow him, not get caught up fighting goons who were being taken care of by Artemis," Kaldur repeated, as though he had not gone over the plan a thousand times before they started the mission. Wally opened his mouth to respond, but Kaldur cut him off, "You were careless, and because of you, the mission failed and Professor Ivo got away… again."

Wally snapped, whipping around to face the bulkier teen, "Because of me? I thought we were supposed to be a team here! I'm not taking the blame for all of this! The bomb got defused, nobody died!" he growled, and he was acting so unlike himself that even Kaldur was caught off guard and he stepped down, allowing the boy to fume for a few moments before his team leader replied softly.

"Robin could have," Wally went rigid at this, "If Miss Martian hadn't gotten there when she did, who knows what would have happened. But, you are right, things happen, things change. It is not your fault." Kaldur began to head out of the briefing room before pausing at the door and looking back over his shoulder, "Whatever problems you and Robin have at the moment, I'd suggest sorting them out before someone actually does get hurt." And he was gone.


"Rob! Robin! Boy Wonder! Batman's protégé! Open up!" Wally banged his fist against the metal door repeatedly, yelling almost at the top of his lungs in an attempt to get the boy to open his stupidly technologically locked door. "Robby-poo—"

"What. Could you possibly want?" Wally almost regretted deciding to visit his friend(?) at this time of night, because by the look of it, Robin was about to Batarang his throat. "It's five in the morning, I just got back from a mission with Batman after our damn mission and we have training in… three hours. What. Do. You. Want?"

Wally decided giving the boy an answer would be better for his health instead of just walking away and pissing him off more. A slight raise of a shoulder and suddenly Wally had squeezed by Robin and was lounging on said boy's bed. Robin snarled when Wally simply said, "Couldn't sleep."

Robin growled, his body language getting more threatening by the moment, "If you don't get out of here in five seconds so help me I'll—"

"Look, about a few nights ago…" Wally interrupted, staring at the ceiling instead of at the Boy Wonder, who went rigid again at the mention of the night. "I was being a jerk and everything, so… Yeah, sorry."

Although he was tired, Robin couldn't hide his obvious amusement at the statement, a brow lazily raised above his mask (does he sleep with that damned thing on?), "Really? That's the best you could come up with? 'Yeah, sorry.'?" He snickered.

Wally pouted, "Hey, apologizing isn't something I do regularly. Just deal with it." He nodded and crossed his arms before returning to stare at the ceiling.

It went quiet for a few moments before Robin said, "Can you?"

"Can I what?" Wally turned his head to look at the boy who suddenly looked so small in comparison to normal, wringing his hands in front of him nervously.

"Deal with it," the Bat's protégé murmured, glancing up at Wally in some kind of uncertainty that he'd never really felt before.

"Dude, you gotta stop playing the word games!" Wally scolded playfully, trying to keep the mood as light as possible.

Robin sighed before speaking out, "Can you deal with my being… gay?"

If Wally wasn't used to speed talking, he wasn't sure he would have caught that, even the pause between 'being' and 'gay' would have made the Flash jealous. Wally shrugged nonchalantly after a moment of thought, "You're still Robin, right? And it's not like you're about to start going shopping with Megan or talking about boys and their sexiness (specifically mine, of course) with Artemis. So… yeah, I can deal with it," he grinned and looked over at Robin, whose face was the epitome of relief.

There were a few moments of awkward silence before Robin spoke in a still hushed tone, "Promise?"

Wally chuckled, remembering that Robin still was only about thirteen, and sometimes needed simple reassurances like that word.

"Yeah, promise."


Ack, it turned fluffy! Anyway, apologies if either seem a bit OOC. I didn't mean for it to happen but they both were just so angsty. Not a slash fic, obv, a friendship one that makes me smile. Shuddup. I'm allowed to smile at my own fics. Review, but don't flame. If you have something bad to say, say it constructively. Thanks loves.