He could be anywhere else right now.

He could be anywhere else doing anything but this. He could be watching midday soap operas with Grayson. -because grown men cry over evil twins in comas- He could be playing 'who can play the best prank on Tim' game with Todd. -who had grown into a worthy adversary- He could be fighting with Drake about the best way to repair a broken generator. -and of course Drake would be wrong- Hell, he could even be sitting through one of his father's idiotic speeches about 'celebrating life'. -which completely baffled the boy to this day-

But no.

He could be doing something productive, yet there he sat. Beside a ginger teen that the youngest Wayne swore hadn't matured a day since they had met. In an uncomfortable felt chair that smelled strangely of bodily fluids. With his shoes refusing to remove themselves from the mysteriously sticky concrete floors. Unable to pull his horrified eyes away from the Technicolor nightmare that had cost him $16.50. Not counting the freckled boy's snack foods of course. Why anyone paid money for this was beyond him.

Ninety-five minutes of mind numbing sing-a-long later the lights rose to illuminate the freckled face beside him. Hazel eyes seemed to sparkle in a curious manner, his freckles hidden slightly behind band-aids Colin somehow still thought made him look 'cool'. The slightly smaller teen smiled, -how were his teeth so white…- and stretched his arms to the ceiling, clasping his hands together above his head and arching his back slightly. His shirt rose with the action, -not high enough- before falling back over his R shaped belt buckle. He laughed and jumped to his feet then before turning to the black haired boy.

"What'cha think D?"

"Tt, Honestly?" The taller teen stood and mimicked the action his friend had just displayed. "You don't want to know."

"Aw, come on man! That was a good movie! It had one of those kid friendly messages and everything! Tell me you didn't learn anything?"

"Really Wilkes?" The tan skinned boy snorted out a bitter laugh as he led the smaller from the slowly empting theater. "There is nothing a singing orange packing peanut could teach me."

"You're kidding me? And the Lorax wasn't a packing peanut! He spoke for the trees!" Another snort.

"I have met people that speak for the trees Colin, my Grandfather speaks for the trees-"

"Your grandpas an Eco-terrorist!"

"Tt, don't interrupt me. And I would appreciate it if you didn't scream that at the top of your voice. You're making a scene." Cobalt eyes stared down more then a few curious eyes as the teen behind him blindly groped for his hand. "And that aside, it doesn't change my point."

A pale hand found a scarred tan one, and they held each other gently.

XxX

He could be anywhere else right now.

He could be anywhere else doing anything but this. He could be helping Irey stalk her cousin. -like he ever would- He could be assisting Lian with the modifications the Tower's security systems so desperately needed. -granted it only needed the update because a certain ginger speedster lost her patience with a loading screen- He could be trolling the internet with Jai. -the purpose of which still eluded him- Hell, he could even be sitting through one of Traci's long and ignorant rants about how she needs to marry Brad in her Algebra class. -highly unlikely since the girl was a curse upon mankind-

But no.

He could be doing something practical, yet there he sat. A migraine to beat all migraines growing behind his left temple due to the screaming miniature monster a booth over. Trying to concentrate on the ginger boy that sat acrossed from him. With overly priced slop the simple masses called 'food' sitting before him. An uncomfortable plastic bench making his legs and lower back ache dully. Voices muttering around them. And eyes staring at him. Why anyone would ever enter such a building was completely beyond him.

An olive coloured cheek rested on the palm of his hand as cobalt eyes watched the ginger teen before him. Simple table manners seemed to be thrown out the window as he watched the teen eat. Ketchup slowly dripped down the boy's chin, drawing his companion's gaze as it followed the sharp lines of his jaw. His fingers were covered with mess, salt particles from what Colin called 'French fries' catching the light every now and then and sparkling against his pale skin. The boy seemed to sense the disgusted awe that the taller teen was feeling and he laughed before wiping his mouth on the sleeve of his brown and red checkered jacket. Hazel eyes locked with cobalt blue and both boys felt slight smiles tug against them.

"You haven't touched your food D, ain'tcha hungry?" Tan fingers rolled acrossed his cooling Big Mac, his nose wrinkling slightly at the feeling of the invisible grease as it spread acrossed scarred finger tips.

"I wouldn't eat this if it was the last semi-edible thing on earth."

"Psh, it's not that bad. Just try it! You won't know if you like it until you try it."

"Oh no," The black haired boy shook his head in an action that gave away his age, "I can guarantee you that I won't like this." Hazel eyes rolled dramatically at his statement and he glared. "Why won't you let me take you somewhere nice for a change?"

"This is nice!" The ginger threw his arms in the air in a over enthusiastic motion, his smile growing larger. "I love this place."

"There's a transient sleeping in the booth by the bathroom."

"Yea, that's Homeless Mike, he's pretty cool." A slender black eyebrow rose. "Well, he is! He comes by the church sometimes and Father Marcus tells the sisters to pretend to not notice so we can sneak him food." A blank expression stared back at him. "He's just having a really hard time finding a job after he came home from over seas is all. He's got some stress disorder or something and he can't keep anything."

A soft sight left Damian's mouth as he slumped down in his seat, allowing his knee to brush against Colin's.

XxX

He could be anywhere else right now.

He could be following up on the clue that his newest snitch had given him. -it wasn't like he could trust Nilla, but it wouldn't be a waste of time to check- He could be chasing after Nightwing in an attempt to keep him away from that Circus woman. -and everyone knew Grayson needed all the help he could get when it came to his choice in women- He could be accompanying Superboy on the Titan's drop off with the Detroit police department. -Christopher wouldn't entirely need his help but Robin wouldn't never admit he tagged along to catch an eye full of the pretty red haired detective they worked with- Hell, he could be being Kitten and Spoilers punching bag. -and Kitten could hit harder then Robin could, although he'd never admit it-

But no.

He could be doing something tolerable, yet there he sat. On a stone square with mirrors strangely on either side. In the back of a dimly lit cube. Filled to the brim with older teens and middle aged women dressed in 'My Little Pony' shirts and 'Adventure Time' merchandise. Loud music caused his pulse to boom along with unnecessarily loud bass lines. A clothing rack crowding his space. Three simple wood doors standing before him. And a migraine that could make Batman himself cringe in agony.

The middle door opened to reveal his entire reason for being outside of the manor. His ginger stood before him, slightly shaggy hair tossed over one side of his freckled face. He had changed out of his usual torn and large jeans to replace them with slim and form fitting grey ones. His familiar checkered jacket had been discarded on the stone bench of the changing room to expose a slightly loose black t-shirt with the word, 'LUDO' written acrossed it in white letters on fire. Two cherries hung from the capital D. Cobalt blue eyes swept acrossed the thin frame before him, lingering in all the right places.

"What'cha think D? To 'girly fan boy'?"

"No."

"You don't like it." The dejected tone of the ginger's voice brought his companions eyes up to his freckled face. A defeated pout had taken over his features and it pained Damian to see it.

"I didn't say that."

"You don't like it."

"Tt, don't assume things Wilkes, you'll make a fool of yourself." The teen stood and closed the foot between them. "I like the jeans. You need knew ones ever since you tore out the knee of the right leg on yours."

"The hole's a badge of honor though. It shows how much I love them."

"They're clothing, there if no reason to show anything of the sort." The slightly taller teen placed a light hand on the smaller boy's hip. "I'm not to sure about the shirt though."

"But it's a Ludo shirt!" Damian winced at the sudden shrillness of Colin's voice as the ginger pulled the hem of the shirt down. "You know how much I love them and it's so hard to find stuff of them!" A smile crept acrossed his pale face as his hands let go of the shirt hem and settled just as light on the taller boy's hips.

"Fine," a smile was trying to slip past a forced expression of stoicism. "But you can't get anything else."

Colin smiled and ran his thumbs slowly acrossed tan hips hidden beneath denim.

XxX

He could be anywhere else right now.

But he wasn't.

He had sat through a cartoon nightmare. -just to feel that hand in his- He had sat and suffered through watching the ginger eat and breathed in the grease filled air. -just for any form of contact- He had tortured himself in a public shopping mall and even entered the ill rumored and most feared Hot Topic. -touches so soft they made him shiver-

He could be doing something tedious yet there he sat. The spring air filled with smog. Stars doing their best to sparkle past a dark sky. The concrete of the church orphanage's steps hard underneath him. Shopping bags sitting on the ground by their feet. Hand resting in it's smaller partner. Hot breath tickling his cheek. Orange hair falling in his face. And soft lips pressed against his own.

Millimeters separated them when the ginger pulled back for air. Cobalt eyes refused to open as the tanned teen's head spun in sheer euphoria. A smooth hand caressed his cheek, sending a quiver down Damian's spine. He could feel the shorter teen rest his forehead against his own as the hand on his face traveled up to graze his hair line, gingerly brushing past his ear. Slender black eyebrows dipped down as the tanned boy leaned in. His lips brushed against the other boy's. -so soft, to soft-

"I had a great time D." Lips moved against Damian's cheeks as he finally willed his eyes to open again. Sandy orange hair blocked most of his view of the boy, but he could feel the smile against his skin as the ginger spoke. "Thanks for bearing with me."

Colin stood, the brightest -completely breath taking- smile Damian had ever seen painted acrossed his pale features. He pulled his hand from it's tan partner and took the bags from their place on the ground as the taller teen found his feet. The youngest Wayne could not find his voice however as the ginger gave him one last smile before ascending the few steps to vanish into the large church.

Thanks for bearing with me.

The statement left Damian reeling. He did more then bear with the ginger. He adored the boy. He cherished each and every moment that he could spend with him. He would do anything for him.

Now all he had to do was find the right words to express it.


I think I just died from the fluff. I love Colin and Damian though and they are kinda filled with fluff so here we go! This is supposed to be then a bit older, I was leaning for Damian being 15 and Colin being 14. Also, was listening to Ludo's amazing song "Anything For You" while writing this.

Traci/Spoiler and Helena/Kitten are my versions of Stephanie Brown's daughter (Traci) and Selina Kyle's daughter (Helena), both given up for adoption and never really covered again. Been planning on doing a pre-reboot futureverse Teen Titans story with them in it. And Christopher is Christopher Kent/Nightwing in the Nightwing and Flamebird comics. Just kinda put him in there cause I felt like it, deal. And Lian is NOT dead in my head canon so also deal. Iris "Irey" West is Impulse and Jai West in my head canon is friends with Damian.

And, if anyone wants me to, I'll continue this. But only if people ask me too!~

Please read and review, enjoy~