Title: Ratio - Prologue

Characters: Kid Flash/Wally West, Robin/Dick Grayson

Rating: K - This chapter. Ratings will go up due to the graphic nature of eating disorders.

Word Count: 663

Warnings: Eating Disorders.

Author's Beginning Notes || º Written because I don't think people who starve themselves, or binge then regurgitate, understand what it's doing to their body and the people around them

º Wally's emotions will be reflecting my own, and how I felt as a friend who tried to help.

º This will eventually be at least lightlightlight KF/Robin

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Something wasn't right, Wally's face contorted with a strange expression as he watched his best friend work the uneven bars in the gym of The Cave. There was something off…something off about Robin. And that worried him. Because nothing was ever off with Robin; he was trained by The Goddamn Batman. Yet, he couldn't help but notice, as much as he didn't want to admit it, that there was indeed something wrong with Robin. With Dick Grayson. With his best friend.

Green eyes followed the figure carefully, watching as the nimble body flew between the two supports, form twisting and folding around each resilient bar. There was this moment when he could have smiled in awe. A moment when he could have just sat there and admired his friend's beautiful form. The way he stretched, his back arched smoothly and so perfectly. Everything about the boy captivated him so.

However, the moment the younger touched down, he felt the breath leave his lungs.

Robin's body seemed to crunch together upon landing. His knees folded under the weight of impact and as he tried to spring back up, his body fell back. Thus, before either of them knew it, he was already down there, holding the younger up, arms locked around his waist and trying not to squeeze too hard.

The Speedster felt a horrible twist of his innards and clench of his heart when he realized that yes…those were indeed the little bird's ribs he could feel, digging into his wrists.

"Hey, you all right?"

He did his best to will his voice not to crack as he felt the prominent hip bones jutting into his arms, digging into his flesh, despite the fact he had two different layers on. It hurt. The degree at which his stomach was coiling.

In his arms, safe [he told himself], the smaller body twists around, trying to regain balance…trying not to fall even further as he keeps a tight hold on the acrobat. There's a dead silence between them and the normally upbeat redhead can't help but feel as if there is something pushing them away, even if the hands gripping him seem to be keeping them.

Thoughts raced through his mind at miles per second, desperately searching for an answer. To what, Wally wasn't really sure…but it was something he needed.

He wasn't even really sure how it started. If there had really been a starting point.

All Wally West knew…was that it started, and the results of…whatever it was…hadn't turned out well. Not well at all.

Robin wouldn't look at him. Even as he was relaxed against his arms, the gymnast refused to make eye contact. A hand curls around his wrist, and this time, the redhead refuses to cry. The fingers wrapping up against his very frame were like that of a skeleton's…and he can't stand it. He can't stand knowing that there was something possibly very wrong with the boy he had been friends with for the longest time.

"…you lost weight"

This time in an attempt to start small talk.

It garners reaction.

The masked lenses turn towards him and the way the younger looks, wide eyed with lips carefully curled upwards, Wally gauges that the other is…surprised? Happy? Pleased…?

"…you think so?"

Yeah…

But he could only nod dumbly, going into some sort of silent shock.

"Do you like it…?"

No. No I don't. What are you doing? What's happening to you? Why are you doing this? What's going on?

"..y-yeah…"

Why was he lying..? Why couldn't he tell the other how he really felt?

The small tug on the younger's lips, curing into a smile…it made Wally almost want to smile back. It almost reassured him that he was just imagining things. He was overreacting.

Yet, all resolve for this crumbled; self-lulled reality - shattered when Boy Wonder's words registered in his mind.

"I did it for you."

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Author's End Notes || º Next installments will be longer. This is to set the scene.

º I will try and update on a regular basis…hopefully once a week at least.

º Reviews. I don't normally mind too much…but I think I'll need as much help I can get [aside from personal events] portraying the effect anyone with a disorder and anyone witnessing it in the progress. It is not pretty.

º Feel free to PM me.

Thank you || Sili