Authors Note: Hey guys! So I absolutely love batman and robin, young justice, and all that jazz :D so I decided to start writing all these random ideas down, and boom! Here you have it! This is kind of like an experimental fic, just to see if you guys like my writing, cuz I'm not the most confident about it. I hope to continue writing these stories! This is just gonna be a quick one shot, and reviews/ suggestions are welcome and greatly appreciated! Hope you like this!

Disclaimer: I defiantly do not own any of these characters. *sigh*

13 year old Dick Grayson woke with a jolt, bright blue eyes flying open in shock. His breathing slowed drastically as the terrifying images he had just relived began to melt away. He had had a nightmare, same as usual.

Cheers, loud and happy from all directions rang through the air as his parents flipped and swung from their trapeze bars; Richard watching happily, clapping along with the audience as he awaited his cue. Tonight would be his first time performing a newly learned flip to a crowd this large, and judging by the fluttering in his stomach, that nervous feeling was already settling in.

The small boy, no older than 8, chewed on his bottom lip, eyes drifting off of the older Grayson's briefly to scan the hundreds of people surrounding him.

Oh boy.

Well, that was a mistake. He turned away quickly, shifting his feet as he tried to forget about all of the people.

'Your gonna be great, Richard. Don't even think about the audience. The adrenaline will kick in as soon as you grab that bar and it will feel like it's just the three of us up there.' His mother smiled, running a hand through his dark hair in an attempt to smooth down some of the wild spikes.

His father chuckled, eyes sparkling with excitement. He leaned down. Placing his large hands on his son's shoulders and meeting his gaze. 'What are you worried about kid?, you were born to fly.'

Dick smiled, letting out a shaky breath and straightening his posture in determination. He could do this.

Mary Grayson released her husband's hands, hooking her legs around the next metal bar and swinging forward. She smiled broadly at Richard, stretching her arms toward the boy as she swung towards the platform.

There's the cue.

The dark haired boy walked forward, ready to jump forward and perform.

SNAP!

The sound rang out, causing Richard to freeze. His blood ran completely cold and he stepped back in horror, watching as the rope holding the acrobatic equipment unravels at an alarming rate. The bars fell, pulling the two people he cared about most towards the hard, unforgiving ground below.

"DICK!" his mother's voice filled the tent, filled with complete terror as her arm reached for her only son. Dick ran forward, almost falling over the edge himself as he screams, trying in vain to grasp her hand.

CRACK!

Robin squeezed his eyes tight, holding back the tears that threatened to escape. It had been nearly five years since the accident, but he was still haunted by the events of that night constantly.

The teen sighed heavily, running a hand over his sweaty face as he glanced around the room he currently shared with his best friend, Wally West. His side of the room was beyond clean, for he almost never spent the night in the mountain; but with Batman out of the country for the week and Alfred visiting some close relatives, it was decided ( without him) that he would be staying in Mount Justice until they returned. Not that he minded. In fact, spending all of this time with his team had been a blast, making him regret not sleeping over sooner or more often.

Robin glanced over at the room's other occupant. The redhead's back was turned to him, but it didn't take a bat to here the quiet snores produced by the older boy. Wally was a heavy sleeper that was for sure.

Good. Don't wanna talk about this again.

Richard smiled slightly as he scanned the floor around Wally's bed. Comic books littered the carpeted area, as well as soda cans, text books, and a pair of the speedster's ruby red goggles. Not much different from his room in Central City. The small teen mused with a quiet laugh, hoisting himself out of bed. The boy crept around random objects, grabbing one of his spare domino masks from the nightstand and placing it over his tired eyes before he exited the room. He shut the door quietly after him, already having mastered the act of sneaking around.

Wandering the halls of the mountain proved to be quite helpful to the young acrobat. Maybe it was the dark. Maybe it was the stillness of the air. Maybe it was just the plain quiet that was the mountain, free of its usual activities. Whatever it was, Robin was grateful for it. He could already feel his heart rate slowing.

Finally, after making about four laps around the main room passages, the boy felt somewhat better. Stifling a yawn, he headed for the kitchen.

Lifting himself onto a tall counter chair, the blue eyed boy glanced at the digital clock built into the oven.

4:27.

Ugg.

His eyes dropped behind his domino mask; He felt the lack of sleep taking over already. Crossing his arms on the cool counter, He lowered his head, loosing himself in unconsciousness in a matter of minutes.

XxXx

Wally's bright green eyes blinked open groggily.

*grumble*

"Mmmm hungryyyyy..."

He yawned loudly; stretching his arms over his heed in a lazy attempt to wake himself up. His stomach's constant need for food shook him out of a peaceful sleep almost every night. It was something the redhead had learned to live with though; it came with being a speedster.

Throwing the covers off his body, Wally stood up, glancing over at Robin's bed out of habit. His eyes adjusted to the dark slowely, but once they did, he noticed that his best friend wasn't in the room.

"Hmm. What time is it anyway?" Wally mumbled to himself, looking over at his alarm clock.

5:23

KF scrunched his eyebrows in confusion. Robin wouldn't be up this early. Sure, he's a bat, but nobody on the team gets up early, not even Superboy.

Dashing out the door, the boy searched around the first room he came to, the living room.

No Robin.

He zoomed to the gym, running a hand through his fiery locks as the confusion turned to worry. Maybe he was doing some early morning training?

No Robin. He sped through three more rooms.

No Robin.

Where could he be?

*grumble* grumble* *GRUMBLE *

"Ok ok." He told his stomach jokingly. He would just grab a quick snack, and then continue the search for his lost birdie friend.

In a flash (;D I couldn't help it) Wally was in the kitchen bent over the fridge, pulling out a variety of leftovers and fruits and…basically whatever ended up in his hands.

2 seconds later...Literally... He shut the door, cutting of the steady floor of cool air. With his stomach semi- full, energy bar sticking halfway out of his mouth, the boy turned to continue the Robin search, face set with determination and new focus.

He froze, sighing in relief.

There was Robin, head leaning lopsided on his arms; shaggy, ebony hair flopped in his peaceful face, dark mask crooked over his baby blue eyes.

KF smiled sadly. He knew why Rob was out here, and he hated that fact, he did, but seeing his best friend looking so calm eased the small smile on his lips.

"Alright, up ya go." He said softy, carefully picking the bird up bridal style, carrying him to their room, the half eaten bar still hanging out of his mouth.

END! Uggg I just love Kid Flash and Robin's friendship, so why not write a little fluff about it:)

(This isn't a slash btw.)

Haha thank you sooooooooo much for reading! Please review! If you like, I'll write some more and maybe even take some requests!

Much love!

-Arrow