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Piano Keys

Death Card

Robin woke up late that morning, he knew he should get up but Robin just didn't feel like it. Robin felt like needed to savor the feeling of sleep as if this was the late time. When he did get up the Titan leader felt oddly calm. It frightened him a little he was too clam, too restful, too at peace.

Walking over to his desk Robin saw the mess he had made the night before. All most all the papers where about Slade and his maybe whereabouts. The only other thing on his desk was a pack of Tarot cards. Robin smiled to him self looking at the cards. He had been up most of the night trying to figure out where Slade was but after the fifth cup of coffee Robin had decided to consult other means. But the only thing he got from the cards was that Slade had a bad luck in his love life. Some times the cards where like that not helpful at all. Then again his mother never believed that tarot cards worked so why should he?

"Never disregard the super natural Richard just because it doesn't tell you what you want to know." Robin remembered his father saying to him long ago. Of corse when Robin had told that to Batman, Batman had laughed at him for an hour.

"The Super natural is for the weak Robin remember that." Robin laughed. He lived in such a paradox life.

The deck had been in his fathers family for generations the advantage of being a gypsy you got the cool heir looms. Robin walked over to his closet and pulled out a clean set of clothes and went to take a shower. Robin found the hot water on his skin cooler then it should have been. When he returned he found one of the cards had fallen off the desk. Picking up the card Robin, saw it was the card of death. Some one he knew was going to die today. No, he was. Not that that's what the card meant literally it meant great change but wasn't death a great change?

Robin felt his hand shake as he put the card down. 'No, this can't be right. It's just a parlor trick like every one says just stay clam Dick, just stay clam.' Robin could tell his face was pail. Taking a deep breath Robin regained the creepy clam of before. He couldn't tell which he liked less the creepy clam or panic. His thoughts where shattered as Beast boy hammered on the door.

"Robin! Get up dude! Cyborg's making waffles!" the Green one yelled through the door.

Being pulled back into the real world Robin quickly pushed the card out of his mind. At breakfast Robin looked at his friends. That morning every thing felt stifled as if some one had put a sheet of glass between him and his friends. Something was definitely wrong. Robin surveyed his friends as he played with his food, they all acted so normal but then again why should they act different? Only Raven seemed to sense Robin's discomfort.

"Robin?" She ask finally after watching Robin not eat his food for five minuets.

The sound made Robin jump it was the first thing to cut through the invisible glass Robin found himself incased in. "What?" he replied in a voice that was a little too high.

"Is something wrong? Your not eating."

"Just a little too much coffee last night" Robin lied.

"Are you sure?" She asked with worry in her voice.

"Yeah I just need some more sleep that's all. In fact I think I'll go back to sleep wake me if something happens." Robin said standing up and walking out of the room and towards his own.

Once he had gone all the Titans looked at each other.

"Well that was new." Cyborg said at last.

"What was that?" BB asked tilting his head to one side.

"Should someone go see if he really is all right?" Starfire asked.

"Some things not right I can tell you that." Raven said looking at her cup of tea.

"Like how?" Cyborg asked.

"I'm not sure his emotions are running wild through his yet his soul is clam. It just doesn't make sense. I think he's looked him self up in his room for a too long. He needs to be out the tower for a wile." Raven answered.

"I'll get the car ready." Cyborg said getting up and walking toward the door. "Ray, why don't you get him. He trusts you more than the rest of us maybe he'll tell you what's wrong."

Raven nodded and stared towards Robin's door.

Robin walked out of the opps room and headed for his own. It took lest time then he thought it would. 'Maybe if I sleep I'll feel better.' Robin thought hopefully opening his door. He didn't even look at his desk. A strong urge not to be alone struck Robin as he crossed the room. He needed someone or something. Getting on his knees Robin reached under his bed till he pulled out a old dusty stuffed bat. He felt a little silly finding comfort in the childish thing but still it made him feel better all the same. The Bat's name was Acro as in Acrobat it had been the first thing his adoptive father had given him when his parents died. He hadn't named it that had been Bruce in his hopes of getting the boy to smile. Robin had never told him how much the stupid thing had made him feel better. And now as he sat on the floor clutching Acro to him some of the fear faded.

Robin looked at Acro "maybe I should stay in my room all day with you? Would that be good?" the stuffed toy just looked back at him but still he seemed to 'hear' him. "Yeah they'll most likely try to take me out of the tower but for right now I'll stay with you."

'Great I'm talking to a stuffed bat' Robin thought climbing onto the bed and closing his eyes.