His hands were rough and inexperienced; they touched my body clumsily, but somehow I still got a rise out of it. Our mouths were passionately locked on one another's, making it hard to breathe. He separated to regain his breath, when out of annoyance I grabbed the back of his head, muttering, "Breathe out of your nose, stooge" before kissing him once more. Kon rid me of my shirt and his, experimentally holding our bodies close. In all my years, I hadn't felt what I did when being with Kon like this. Doing it alone, while thinking of someone else, just wasn't the same. I cried out in a mix of surprise, pleasure and pain, as he grabbed my steadily hardening manhood, coiled his fingers around it, and began to move his hand up and down. I mimicked, and with a groan on his part, took him in my hand. Even though his coarse hand gave just the right amount of friction to my dire need, I knew this alone wouldn't cut it. I took off my mask, having reluctantly separated my free hand from his chiseled chest, and made sure that his eyes came in contact with mine.

"I-I wannit, Kon. Give it to me…" I could feel him swell in my hand, and that's when I had finally succeeded in seducing him.

It all started with a very surreal dream. In this dream, I was lying on a couch, and had relatively woken up from a nap, after discovering a slight pressure around my tummy. There, lying peacefully and awake, was a baby. Its head was crowned with dark, silky black hair, and his light blue eyes struck such powerful emotion into mine. This was my baby, or baby to be. I was suddenly consumed with this determination to have this baby, and protect it. No matter the cost.

I went through the list of candidates upon waking up from the dream. From what I could tell, the other parent had to have dark hair, and beautifully piercing blue eyes. I wanted my baby to have cool powers, so the mom definitely had to be especially bad-ass. I sighed after putting my uniform on, from black spandex, to the usual 'R' crested top, swooshing cape, then my black mask. Looking in the mirror, who could possibly resist Wonder Boy? I, Dick Grayson or 'Robin', was totally irresistible. Too bad no woman around me in my life so far matched the descriptions up above.

After getting breakfast in the kitchen, a bit earlier than the rest, 'cept for Aqualad because he was such a morning person, I trained in the lab. Fighting with virtual dummies was a great way to get thinking clearly. Some part of me wanted to forget about the baby; the more logical part told it me it was stupid to be devoting time and space to getting this baby. I was only sixteen, after all. And more or less, I still had the city, even the world to look after. There was simply no time or means to take care of this baby.

Having finished my daily workout, I sat in the lounge area to settle down. It took me not one second before I realized someone else had vacated the couch near me. Superboy was hunched over, flipping through the channels on the t.v. with a remote. There was a stern, concentrative look on his face, one that usually seemed to vacate his face. I gave off a little frown, wiping off a bit of sweat from my face with a towel I had taken after practice. As sly as one would permit, I snuck to the other side of the couch, where he was. He gave no response to my bit of attention towards him. He acknowledged me with a small grunt, and flipped through another series of channels.

"Heyyy, Kon. Kooonnn…" I tried to call his attention over with a wave of my hands over his eyes, before he finally turned away from a certain cooking channel, over to me.

"What is it?" He asked, mildly amused. His baby blue eyes enveloped my awareness in them.

"Mmmn. I'm just checkin' you out." I replied unashamedly, only to tease him, smiling as his face shone with confusion.

"What's there to check out? Is there something on my face?" Superboy felt around on his face, while I snickered, shaking my head.

"You have really, pretty blue eyes…" I reached up, having said this, and tousled my slick, glove covered fingers through his hair, satisfied when his form softened, upon feeling my touch. "Your hair is perfect, too…!" Something finally came to me, and I quickly retrieved my hand from his hair, and held it to my chest as if it were burned.

Nice, black, straight hair, gorgeous eyes…! My BABY!

No, no. How stupidly desperate can I get? Kon's a guy, and there's no way I could do it with him, let alone have a baby with him! It's literally impossible~… though, I do kinda get the feeling that since he's an alien, something's bound to happen.

NO! No way. I'm not even gonna pursue the idea any longer.

"What's wrong?" Kon then asked in a genuine, ever innocent sounding tone. I became disheveled, and my face burned a bright red. I shook my head and tried to calm myself, the gloves coming up to my face, to shield it. He forcefully took my hands away from my face into his, holding them tightly, as I began to shrink away from him.

"Did I do something? I'm sorry…" He was acting so frickin' polite that I nearly melted! Was it from gushing about how cute he was acting so innocent, or was I pissed because he wouldn't get a clue?

"N-No, it's not you!" I settled down a bit, my hips squirming against the couch in discomfort. "I just had a weird dream…"

His face gave another confused look, till it morphed into something more understanding. "You're embarrassed… so it was that kind of dream, huh?" His new smile erupted with friendliness as he continued, "It's okay, and I have those kinds of dreams all the time. Like ones with M'gann. I don't really understand them… but it's apparent that we're doing something." I swatted my hands away with a small puff of mild embarrassment and agitation, folding my arms across my chest.

"It wasn't that kind of dream!" Said I, quite honestly, then sunk, exasperated, back into my seat, I rubbed my shoulders softly, debating on whether or not I should tell him about it. After he pressed me on the subject, I gave in and told him about the baby. I described it in detail, and then gave an account on my feelings towards the baby. It might've sounded mushy-gushy, serious, and not like me at all… but this baby, not to matter whether or not I've actually encountered it, felt like a part of me. And the burn and need for it made my whole core hurt.

"I see… I've heard that dreams could be a sort of, premonition. Well, best wishes to you, and hopefully you can find the mother soon." He even had the audacity to turn back on the television.

Looking at Kon's profile, there was no doubt in my mind that he resembled my baby.

"Kon, don't you see? The baby I've described looks exactly like you!" I said this, pouted, then watched as he incredulously turned to me.

"What are you trying to say?"

"You're the mother!" I finally exclaimed, in all seriousness, before he gave me a look that practically told me I was crazy, or just plain dumb.

"How the baby looked like me… th-that could mean a number of things. Maybe you had a dream of me when I was a baby. Or that could've just been my kid from someone else… what even makes it your kid in the first place?" It seemed as if Kon was just trying to talk his way out of this, come up with a more probable solution. Hell, I don't blame him.

"It had to be mine… I mean, why else would I have those paternal instincts? It even had my round, little face!" I retorted, unbelieving that he'd assume the baby wasn't even mine. If I didn't feel so strongly for it, we wouldn't be having this discussion!

"All babies have round faces!" He was starting to be a little ticked, and probably wouldn't know how to stop himself. I didn't fight back and instead quieted. I let him calm down before I continued, my voice soft, calm, and cool.

"I want this baby, Kon. And I really think that the only way I can get it, is through you, no matter how absurd it may sound."

He sighed, and had his fingers rub at his temples. "You're basing all of this on a dream, and demanding me for a baby that I can't give you. It is absurd."

Talking about this was not getting us anywhere. 'Twas time to try a different approach.

I came onto him smoothly, crawling toward him on my hands and knees, catching him by surprise, as he hadn't been on his guard. I breathed out a cold stream of air into his ear. He jumped a figurative mile with a start, and backed up to the opposite end of the couch. My eyebrows furrowed and I just continued on, creeping up towards him.

"What. Are. You. Doing?" His words were short, and his voice even cracked a little. He flinched as I sat near him again, my fingers dancing up his arm provocatively. "You know the only way we're going to get this baby is through that." To tell you the truth, I'm not very good at picking up people. In fact, right now I was just using what I had picked up from movies.

It somewhat worked, as pink dusted across his cheeks. He sprung up from the couch then, bursting through the ceiling, before he quickly stomped away from the spot I was. My hand still in the air, I 'harumphed', and let my hand drop into my lap. I just happened to dodge the bit of ceiling that nearly came crashing down onto my head, but instead hit the couch. There was no way that this would be the end of it.

A few times since then, I would drop little hints from then on, giving him rather racy looks during dinner across the table, sometimes even using my leg to brush against his. Of course, he'd get more embarrassed than pissed, and would usually up and leave. Even though I should've been more serious, even during missions I was relentless. I would stay near him nearly every minute, giving him affectionate glances, small touches, and velvet lined words. At the end of every day that resulted in failure, right before he'd go to bed I'd say the same thing each evening.

"I want my baby, and I know you'll give it to me." I'd then smirk and disappear into my room.

However, this wasn't getting me anywhere! I mean, I could never get close enough to him to try something, as he'd always be too flustered and run away. Nevertheless, Superboy was distracted, and hopefully he'd seriously think about this and do me the favor. Of course, I had no evidence that by doing it together we'd suddenly get a baby. In all actuality, the thought of doing that with him scared me. To have him inside me, coming down on me… he was pretty big and strong, and imagining it led me to believe he'd probably crush me, or break me from the inside. It hurts enough just to poop sometimes, but to actually have something in there? If we did it, without a womb, it'd all be for nothing…

A little bit crushed after a week of nothing close to getting what I wanted, I went to bed that night, unbeknownst of the meeting that was taking place below my room. Most of the team assembled, excluding Kon and me.

"Superboy and Robin have been acting up. Does anybody know why?" asked Aqualad, instigating our weird behavior, just as any good leader would do.

Wally shrugged, and would've said something smart had he not been interrupted by the Green Arrow's new protégé. "I think they're just going through some minor adjustment issues. After all, hadn't Robin been staying at Batman's until recently? I'm sure if we just ignore it, it'll die out." The blonde, masked girl, satisfied with her answer, smiled smugly at a scowling KF.

However, M'gann sat silent the whole time. Kaldur turned his attention to her promptly, nodding as he telepathically asked for her insight. She fidgeted, before announcing,

"During one night, about a week ago, I think, I wasn't even close to going asleep. So, I started to meditate. After doing this for about five minutes or so, my consciousness picked up on something strong. It was Robin's dream."

"Uh-huh. And?" Wally asked, thoroughly confused as to why she would bring this up, but nevertheless waded in what little patience he had.

"Basically, there was this baby. I could just feel the incredibly strong feelings emanating toward it. It's as if Robin's totally convinced himself that the baby in his dream is his. Moreover, for some really, REALLY weird reason, he thinks it's his and Kon's."

Most everybody's jaws in the room became slack. Artemis scoffed in unbelief before she said, "Really? Even if that ridiculous statement is true… there's no way that Superboy would be into that kind of stuff. I mean, what a waste of man! Mnnmn~!" Once again, Artemis made her 'infatuation' with Kon apparent. M'gann rolled her eyes, but was serious from then on.

"So this kind of thing is distracting the two…" Kaldur sighed and lolled his head on his shoulders. "What do you think we can do to help, depending on their situation, M'gann?"

M'gann bit her lip cutely, trying to think, and Artemis flinched at that. "Well, I'm sure that they both think sexual reproduction can't work with two males, on account of neither of them having a womb. So I think they're safe, and wouldn't try such a thing."

"H-Hold on. I don't like the way you said that; they absolutely, posi-TIVELY can't have a baby. Right?" Wally's eyes shot wide open as Miss Martian hadn't responded right away. "No way!"

"I'm not too positive that they're safe; I mean, not too many earthlings would know, and I don't even think Superman knows, but there have been a lot of cases of two Kryptonian males having a baby from intercourse. But, if Kon and Robin were to… do it…" M'gann blushed at the term, "Well, there are too many reasons that a baby couldn't come out of it. Robin's a human in the first place, and Superboy's a clone. His test results show that Kon has the necessary components… but even still…"

"Can two women have a baby?" Artemis questioned, squirming on her seat, to which Aqualad ignored and gave another soft sigh.

"So. Even with all the evidence, there might be that slight possibility that Robin and Kon could end up having a child through sex. I think the best course of action is to separate them for the time being, and make sure that no word gets out to the adults about this. Nothing said better reach them." Aqualad nodded to himself, gaining eye contact with the inhabitants of the room.

"And, I think it'd be best if we don't tell Roby and Kon that we know; if Robin hears that there actually might be a chance that they could have a baby together… well, that'd make him feel stronger for the cause. This conversation is just between us, kay?" M'gann smiled cutely, though her worry for the two that were absent shone. Wally could feel Artemis shudder at this, and his eyebrows rose suspiciously.

The next morning, I awoke with a fresh start. Today was evaluating day, which was to be conducted in an orderly fashion. I'd be on my best behavior today, with Batman, Superman, Black Canary, and Martian Man-Hunter present! Well… it wasn't like they'd be here bright and early… so I could still have a bit of fun, with Supey, until they arrived.

I snuck into his room. His unadulterated form on the bed gave me a little rise, as I knew I'd be disturbing it.

I sat soundly on his bed, near his side, watching as he lay on his back. His expressions were priceless; so peaceful and resound. Some sadistic part of me wanted to bother it. Through my mask, I could see his pouty lips, his finely crafted jaw line, the perfect contours of his face… he was truly beautiful. I gave an inaudible gulp, licking my lips upon compulsion as I leant forward, closed my eyes, and gave away my first kiss. Of course, even then, with my lips pressed to his soft ones, I couldn't exactly place this as my first. After all, he was still asleep, and hardly willing. I separated from him, still leaning in close. I took off my left glove so I could feel his hair first hand. How long has it been since we were this close? Ever since the morning after my dream, he's been as distant as possible. Of course, I'm practically traumatizing him. Who'd want a little boy harassing him for something that couldn't possibly be done? Was I that undesirable? Sometimes his reactions led me to think otherwise… but… he, in a way, had bruised my ego with his constant rejection. Nevertheless, seeing him like this, so 'compliant'… sometimes I think it were better if he were just asleep all the time.

Ah, he's stirring in his sleep right now. As my hand weaves through his hair, I'm resolved not to move, even if he was close to waking up. Maybe, with this more gentle type of approach, I'd win his heart more easily. Watching him closely for all this time had sewn a little seed in my heart, and I was quick to deny it as my feelings having grown for him. I'm just in all this for the baby, is all.

"Mngh… Robin?" He murmurs weakly, after his eyes slowly open, though not all the way. I smiled down at him, and whispered a gentle, "Good Morning." It seemed as if he wasn't awake, because he didn't react strongly as I had predicted he would. His hand, that he had sheathed under the covers, reached slowly up to mine, grasped it gently, and then brought it to his chest, where he held it sweetly. I blushed, and fumbled to take it from his grasp.

"You're really weird." He yawned sleepily after he said this, smacking his lips and pursing them, giving me a half-asleep critical stare. "You want a baby, but I don't know what that means, exactly. You want me to impregnate you?" As he asked this, I thought about it for a small while, before nodding helplessly.

"You're ridiculous!" After he said this, in response to my nod, my expression downed some, and my heart felt like it was being torn apart.

"… But, still, I think I like you." Shocked at his words, I stared, small mouth agape. He chuckled tiredly at this, grabbing me by the collar of my shirt, thus pulling me down on top of him.

"You want that baby so badly…? Well, here's me givin' it to you." For the second time that morning, we kissed, thanks to him, and my heart hadn't pounded that fast in all my life.

"—Whaa~?" I woke, startled. When I had opened my eyes, I was still sitting beside Kon on the bed, my naked hand embedded in his hair. I took it back, staring woozily at his still sleeping form. Apparently, from waking up so early and rushing to his room, I was still sleepy. So what until then had been a dream? Did we even kiss? Did he really say that he… liked me? I was too confused, but too tired to harbor the desire of lingering much longer. I sighed heavily and stood up, stomping back to my room. Even after the door slammed shut, Superboy was still sprawled out on his bed, snoring up a storm.

Every room in the Young Justice hall was examined and evaluated for order, by courtesy of Batman and the others. Of course most of them were, except for the nudie magazines they found in, guess who's?

A) Wally

B) Kaldur

C) M'gann

D) Artemis

Nice try folks, but if you guessed 'A', you're wrong! Artemis had a stash of Penthouse and PlayBoys under her pillowcase. They were confiscated from her Uncle, the Green Arrow, and she cried out of embarrassment. Wally knew better than to keep anything like that here, as he had learned his lesson long ago.

Nevertheless, evaluation day went splendidly. Near day's end, Batman himself came up to me.

"How do you like it here? Are you getting along with the others?" He asked in his gruff, resonating voice. I nodded simply, and shrugged my shoulders.

"It's different, but I like being here with everyone. Don't tell me you're getting lonely in the ol' Bat cave?"

"Don't push it, Dick… If you're having any problems, you know who to call." With that, the adults left, leaving the children at home to play.

I was about to start up with Kon again, right before Kaldur stole him away for some 'training'. And Wally just simply had to show me this new video game… It seems as if we all paired up, what with M'gann comforting Artemis in her room. I wanted to speak with Superboy, but I'd figured humoring KF once in awhile couldn't be all that bad.

After about ninety-two levels, as my more competitive streak had leaked out, I was beaten. My eyes were tired from the bright and flashy screen, and my body ached from the 'physical' portion of the evaluation. That was basically some excuse to let Black Canary let off some steam, as she took note of how our training was coming along by beating the hell out of us.

As I laid in my bed, unaware of what the future had in store for me, 'cept for the baby of course, I could only close my tired eyes, and hope that my baby that was waiting for me would be patient for a little while longer.

Daddy's coming.