A/N: Hey everyone! Happy Belated Holidays! I know I'm horrible, I'm posting a new story before updating Blinded, but that should be soon! I just have a few kinks to work out and then I will update. Also I am a college kid so if things don't get updated right away I'm sorry give me time and they will... eventually.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the twisted place I call my mind. (Angst is my favorite)
Note: "If words are like this most likely its a mental link thing" Just saying.
Chapter 1) Little Too Late
Thumping of music could be heard and felt outside of the club. People lined up around the corner waiting to get into the new club. Graffiti littered the walls promoting the club and some of its upcoming events. Tonight for example was minors' night.
"This is going to be sweet." Wally said for the twelfth time since they arrived. He was bouncing on the balls of his feet. He ran a hand through his red hair before stuffing them both into his jeans pockets. His red and yellow t-shirt fluttered in the slight breeze.
"Will you calm yourself, my friend? I am getting tired just watching you." Kaldur sighed. He wore a red long sleeve shirt and black athletic pants, the look not too far from his hero attire.
"He's right, you know. Seriously with as much stuff as we did today how do you have so much energy left to burn?" Megan asked. Her look too was very similar with a light blue skirt, white tee and a light blue jacket. Wally smiled.
"Tell me again why we are waiting out here just to go into a small room with too many people crammed in it for fun?" Connor asked in all seriousness. He was wearing exactly what he wore during missions minus the S on his black shirt.
"Dude, it's called clubbing. The point is: to dance with hot girls, let loose, have fun and forget your troubles for a while." Dick commented, patting Connor on the back. He had a red hoodie on and black cargo pants. His shades were firmly in place over his eyes. The line moved slowly as they waited to be let inside.
"I'm just saying that we could be doing something else on our day off then waiting in a line that barely moves for hours." Dick sighed. This was so going to be a long night. They talked about random things for an hour before they were at the front of the line.
A man wearing a tight black shirt with the word security on it and a frown stood in front of them, blocking their path. He looked like one of those big, bulky guys that played the tough guys in B films. The ones that were more like muscle heads without a brain type.
"Next." They went through the door one at a time. He stuck out his arm and blocked Dick's way when it was his turn. "Hold it, kid. How old are you?" Dick scoffed.
"I'm old enough." The guard frowned irritably.
"Age, now." he growled.
"How old do you think I am?" he shot back. Wally looked back when he hear the change in Dick's tone. He was about to ask what was wrong when the guard spoke again.
"Too young, sorry kid but unless you can prove your sixteen or older I can't let you in. Now get out of line." Dick set his jaw and glared at him.
"Hey," Wally pulled Dick off to the side, "wait for me on the roof of that building. In five minutes I'll be up there and we'll go hang out somewhere. Ok? I'm just gonna take a quick look around the place and that'll be it. I promise." He attached one of his mischievous grins and wiggled his eye brows. Dick took a deep breath before slowly exhaling.
"Alright fine, you win. Five minutes." Wally's face lit up and he gave the smaller boy a half hug.
"You're the bestest." Wally quickly turned on his heels, disappearing from sight. Dick rolled his eyes before heading to a building across the street. He quickly checked the surroundings of the ally before scaling the walls to the roof in seconds. He paced for the remaining four minutes before leaning over the side waiting to catch sight of Wally from the buzzing club.
Wally walked into the club. Instantly loud, thumping music assaulted his ears. He grinned at the sheer number of moving bodies. He started making his way around the club taking in as much detail as he could. He felt a tap on his shoulder but ignored it.
"Hey ginger." A girl's voice said as a hand forced him to turn around and face the speaker. The goofy grin reappeared as a dark haired girl, who he thought was completely out of his league, faced him. "I'm Ally and you are adorable." Wally noticed how her hair changed colors with the strobe lights filling the building. "Come dance with me." She snaked her hand down to his and starting dragging him towards the dance floor.
"No, no Ally, you're the adorable one. And I'd love to dance with you." Awesome! Best Night Ever!
Robin tapped his fingers impatiently on the ledge overlooking the street. Wally was now an hour and a half late. He gave the door of the club one last look before taking off into a dash towards the other side of the building. When he got close to the edge of the roof he threw himself off the roof, enjoying the feeling of the wind rushing past him before grabbing his grappling gun from his pocket. The cable caught his weight and changed his directory heading back the way the team had taken to get to the club. After forty-five minutes the mountain security system recognized him. He made his way through the main room and towards his room.
Red Tornado looked up from the computer when he heard the reorganization to be of one of the kids. He looked over his shoulder and caught sight of a very ticked off Robin. He found it strange that only one of the team had returned so early, but dismissed the fact and went back to work. He thought he heard something hit the wall hard, but thought better of it due to how well the halls could create an echo.
Robin tossed his jacket on the chair near the door and his utility belt onto the dresser before grabbing his headphones and booting up his laptop. While the laptop was going through start up procedures he pulled the sketchbook from the shelf above. When the laptop asked he plugged in his password and pulled up the blue prints he had planned on working on the following day. He opened his playlist and plugged in his headphones on around his neck. He opened up the sketchbook to a new page and started drawing a rough sketch of his "shopping" list of he planned on making the stuff later.
The club lights flashed to regular lights and the DJ announced last call. Wall ignored it though too involved with dancing with Ally. Kaldur made his way through the club locating Connor and Megan. He had found Connor easily enough. When familiar red hair caught his attention he made his way through the crowded dance floor. He tapped Wally shoulder.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to be hanging with Rob?" Wally eyes widened at the realization.
"Shit, I'm dead." He turned to Ally, "Sorry sugar but a little bird is going to kill me for blowing him off."
He made his way to the door of the club as quickly as he could. As soon as his feet hit pavement he super sped to the roof of the building across the street. He wasn't surprised when he found it empty.
"Did you find Robin?" Megan asked in his mind.
"No, he's gone. He's most likely already back at the mountain. Let's just go back."
"I contacted Red Tornado and he says that Robin returned many hours ago." Kaldur reported.
"Great job Walls, stand up the one guy that can make your life a living hell." Wally said shaking his head.
Thirty minutes later Wally was pacing outside of Robin's door. He sighed deeply before knocking lightly on the door. When he got no response he sighed again. He reached over and punched in the code and the door slid open with a quiet hiss.
The room was dark with only the screen saver on Robin's laptop lighting the room. Wally turned on the lamp he knew was on the bedside table. Robin was fast asleep on his desk, his head resting on his arm and the pencil still within his grasp. Wally let his chin fall to his chest before closing the distance between himself and his sleeping friend.
Wally turned off the playlist and shut down the laptop. He wrapped the cord for the headphones up and put the sketchbook back on the shelf. Followed by puting the rest of the art supplies back into the organizer on the far corner of the desk. As gently as possible he picked up the smaller boy and put him in his bed. He put Robin's shades next to the lamp. He pulled up the comforter up and over the smaller boy. He turned off the lamp and headed to the door.
"I'm so sorry I bailed Rob. It won't happen again. I promise." Wally whispered as the door closed behind him.
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