A/n: Alright, here is my multi-chapter fanfiction for Teen Titans/Batman crossover. My friend like, randomly gave me this idea during lunch...so yeah. Anyways a few pointers to put here before I give you the story...

-The characters from the Batman comics world will go by their names unless in battle where they go by hero names.

-Yaoi AND straight pairings in this.

-I want to know if people want me to bring in Barbra and other characters later on.

-Dick Grayson is currently Batman, meaning Damian is Robin.

-If you want a pairing then ask me about it.

-Young Justice (TV verse) will be referenced many times in this story just so you know.

-Jason and Tim are "overprotective" of Damian and TT Robin.

-Some characters are maybe OOC…

-I think that is all...

Birds of a Feather

01

Decisions

The current Batman is forced to make a decision, to die and protect his brothers or go through a portal...a portal that they have no idea where it goes, but he knows what he has to do. For the BatFamily, things will never be the same. Not to mention it's going to send TT Robin through some…interesting things. '"I'm sorry, but this is for the best." And he screamed.'

Batman/Dick Grayson POV:

"Grayson!" I turned my head to the youngest bird, smiling weakly as to reassure him that everything was going to be alright, nothing was wrong...all...perfect. Though, it was far from the truth, we were all badly injured. I was bleeding from a bullet wound to the shoulder and one to the leg with cuts and wounds littering my body as well, Jason had rather severe cuts along his forehead and chest that only seemed to get worse along with multiple gun wounds, Tim's left arm was broken and he had multiple cuts as well, and then god...Damian...god Damian was bad, gun wounds and cuts littered his body, but he had the best look off all of us...smirking. God. Though I was sure all of us had broken ribs, I could tell I had some anyways, that was for sure.

I dragged myself over, hearing and feeling a painful cracking in my leg as I did so, causing me to bite my lip in pain. My leg just broke, I was sure of that. That was when words before I had heard came back to me and I took a shaky breath and closed my eyes.

I turned to the portal for a moment then looked at the others, my brothers. It was a choice of what I cared about most here. I knew for a fact that...someone here was not getting out free. I was close enough to them...taking another look at the portal before I took a breath. I forced myself to move.

I screamed, and only registered one thing...that they were all safe...

"Grayson!"

"Dick!"

"...sorry...but your safe now..."

Robin/Dick Grayson POV:

"Friend Robin!" Starfire cried and I was instantly running from my room, on full alert. I had a feeling something was wrong, really wrong as well. "Hurry!" She cried and I moved faster, running into the main room, literally pushing the doors apart when they didn't move at the right speed for me. I had three birdarangs in hand as I took in what was going on.

Three boys lay on the ground, one crying, the other yelling, and the youngest had his arm...in some kind of odd portal thing. The thing that got me though was the fact that they were wearing colors similar to mine...

I narrowed my eyes and walked to be next to Starfire, the middle one that happened to be crying looked to me and I saw that he was panicked, but I had no idea as to why he was so...panicked... He whimpered softly then and ran to me, running over and hugging me tightly. I blinked softly and then put my hand on his head, sept for the fact he was taller, and it was really awkward as he had one arm around me, and still held me up. I gave a look to Star not to harm any of them until we understood what was happening.

I could tell it was already bad...more so as the youngest pulled his arm back and looked down...words uttered from his mouth were things I didn't want to hear. "Grayson, you damned idiot." He hissed and closed his eyes. "We could have gotten out...all of us!" He hissed and clenched his fists tightly.

"Er...I don't mean to interrupt, but I would like to know what you are talking about..." I said slowly, still finding myself in an awkward position with the middle aged one holding onto me. The youngest shot me a glare as he struggled to stand. Only then did I see how badly they were all wounded.

"What happened?" He hissed at me. "Oh, we got into a really bad fight and idiot Grayson just reacted and pushed us through a portal to here to save us without even thinking about himself!" He snapped. "He always does this, always, always, always! He rather die in place of anyone else!" His voice cracked and he rubbed his eyes. "It's not fair...Grayson doesn't deserve this..." He whimpered softly, trying to hide it though, I noticed that.

The oldest of the three glanced away. "If we get back we can throw him into-"

"He's not dead!" The one holding me awkwardly yelled. "He is not dead!" He repeated. It was clear to me he refused to think about what could have really happened.

"He is Tim!" The youngest hissed at him. "Did you not hear me scream?" He growled and clenched his fists, it turning white. "If he's not…dead now he will soon."

I finally had enough of this talk. "Enough!" I snapped. "All of you quit it and explain this all to me what happened without starting to argue. Starting with who you are." I turned to Star then. "Go get Raven so we can deal with these injuries alright? Also tell the others not to worry. I got this all under control." She nodded hesitantly and then flew off. I then turned back to the boys and took a deep breath. "Now…"

"Alright," I began as I looked over the three now bandaged boys, "Jason, Tim, and Damian correct?" I questioned and they nodded. "Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin?" I asked again and I got another nod. "Alright now, you were fighting some guys and the oldest of you pushed you into a portal to this world to save you?" Again they nodded. I sighed and frowned, this information wasn't really getting me anywhere sept that I had to find a way to get them back to their world. "We will work on something that can get you back." With that I got up. "Now, I'll show you to your roo-" I didn't get to finish before Damian grabbed onto my hand.

I frowned at this, but I did wonder why… "Grayson?" He questioned and I stiffened before sighing.

"Er, yes I am…Dick Grayson, from this world…" I admitted. "But how…did you know?" He tilted his head.

He rolled his eyes at me. "Instinct and you two idiots are the same in many ways."

"…right…" I said then I started to walk along without another word, but Damian still held onto my hand amusingly enough to the other two. That kid had a death grip though, that was for sure. I gave them rooms near mine for safety measures, well that was what I was telling myself. Then again, I knew all the moves they could pull out as they were like me in some ways. I watched Jason and Tim leave to their rooms, but Damian made no such move. "Er, something wrong?" I asked and he turned to look at me.

"It's not fair…" Damian muttered then frowned softly, looking over at him. "You shouldn't have died…you just…you shouldn't have…" He whispered softly and sighed. "You left me alone…like father did…by doing that. I don't get it, because you know Jason and Tim...they aren't…who I generally like. You act so…differently around me than they do, you can see int my soul almost…" I could see loneliness in his eyes…but he didn't seem to be that type of person.

"You don't seem to be the type that…"

"You're all I have in my world." He hissed then. "You're Batman is dead there! Jason is practically a villain! Tim is well, I hate him! And I hate to admit it but…god! You are all I have! You know me better than my own Father did! No one else cares about me like you do… Alfred does but… You're different-" I didn't let him finish. I hugged him tightly, and closed my eyes. I felt him freak for a moment before he relaxed then sighed softly.

"I get it you know. No one is there…" I whispered. "I get that, I really do Damian." I was about to say something more when the alarms began to go off. I narrowed my eyes at the sound, the sound made for one villain and only one villain. "Slade." I growled.

I didn't know how to take in what had happened next but I found myself against the wall, Damian glaring at me with one of those dang batglares. "What did you say?" He asked slowly, growling.

"S-slade." I responded and he narrowed his eyes at me. I swallowed softly.

"…So," he began, "he is your enemy?" He questioned and I nodded. "…good…" He muttered and then glanced down as he thought about it. "He has yet to…turn you into…" He trailed off and I frowned, wanting an answer.

"Turn me into?" I pressed.

"…It's stupid for me to say, because if it happens it happens." He shrugged and I sighed softly.

"He's already forced me into being his apprentice if that is what you are talking about."

I swear I saw panic flood his eyes in that moment, but it was gone in a second if it was there. "He did just what?" I jumped upon hearing the voice of Jason who was glaring at us almost. I forced myself not to swallow under that look, a damn good rival to Bruce's batglare.

"…I was forced into being his apprentice…" I began slowly before I heard Cy yell.

"Robin are you coming?" He was clearly ready with the other Titans to get moving after Slade. I was never late in going after him, so it probably worried them.

"Yeah! Be right there!" I yelled back, but before I could bring to move I felt my body lifted up.

"No, no you don't." Jason muttered. "Couldn't protect you in our world, so like hell am I going to let anything bad happen to you…because you did all the protecting already."

"I have-"

"A team yadda yadda." Jason rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah I already know that Dickibird, too bad. They are doing this without you because that damned mad-man is not getting near you…no matter how much I liked Renegade." He muttered the last part but I still caught it.

"Jason-"

"No. He is not getting anywhere near you!" With that, he slammed the door to his room and I knew I was not going to get out of here easily if all. He had asserted himself as my protector.

Waking up to find yourself in a unknown room with three other people is actually quite scary I might say. Mostly because that is the current situation that I am in, in a room, with three others that I hardly know (but strangely I feel like I know them). And, well, the positions were a little…odd… I was in between Jason and Damian while Damian had Tim against his back. Jason was holding onto me protectively, Damian as well as Tim slept with his arm around Damian and lightly on me.

Yeah, not scary at all right? I mean holly shit…how is waking up like this not scary anyways? I sighed then softly and closed my eyes, forcing my body to relax…but my mind was going insane with thoughts. Slade. He had appeared last night, and my team went without me to fight him. They fought him without me. Their leader. Whom gave the orders. What had happened to them? Were they alright or had something maybe gone wrong and something happened to them?

I was at least to say worried about them. That was something that I couldn't get to leave my mind. I opened my eyes again; I had to go make sure that they were all alright. I shifted, trying to find my way to get out of their arms. "Don't. You. Dare." I heard Jason's warning voice and I frowned.

"Yes, I have to go now. I need to go-"

"Make sure your team is alright yadda yadda yadda. Shut the hell up." Jason rolled his eyes at me. "You're not going anywhere without me, and until I see as I want to get up, you are staying right here."

I frowned. "No." I responded. "I'm the leader here in case you didn't know." Jason pulled me to look him straight in the eyes. I swallowed before he frowned and then sighed at me.

"I do know but, I can tell when you obsess about something."Jason huffed and ran a hand down my face, moving my hair a bit. I frowned some and closed his eyes then, relaxing a little bit, trying to…well… I was trying to not think about how soft his touch happened to be. How caring it was.

How long had it been since I felt a touch like that? I can't even remember…

It was when you actually meant something to Bruce.

I flinched at that thought before I found him holding onto me tightly, rubbing my back slowly. I leaned into him, wanting all my troubles to just go away.

If only.

If only he could have stopped acting like he did...and saw that I didn't want to leave.

"What happened? I'm shocked you aren-" Jason began but I knew what he wanted to ask.

"We had a fallout." I whispered softly. "And...I left..." I whimpered. "I didn't want to you know, but I had no choice...he wouldn't stop seeing me as a little kid..." He closed his eyes slowly. "He threatened to make me normal again...I left...I never looked back at him. I couldn't."

Jason nodded slowly and rubbed my back slowly, smiling weakly. "I see, no problems Dickibird. Now...how about we all just rest?" He smiled and then I stilled...

What the hell just happened?