Disclaimer standards apply. I don't own Sailor Moon or Young Justice. I do however own Kayla and the plot.

A/n: Here I am with another story. And, yes I know I should update pretty much all my stories, but I write whatever comes into my head. This is random, and completely out of left field. It's also a sort of AU, future story. The characters also may seem a little out of character.

Warning: Standard warning disclaimers apply. This story will contain adult situations. Don't like, don't read. You have been warned.

Chapter 1

…Bored…

That was the best way to describe how Robin felt at this very moment. Straight up bored. His latest undercover assignment was anything but interesting. Going to a high school, to gather Intel on a princess and a mystic silver crystal, boring. Why on earth did Batman seem to think teenagers would have information? And, why would be a royal princess be in high school of all places? Shouldn't she be in whatever country she came from, or at the very least be guarded or something? Apparently, this princess might even know she is one, or not even know she was in danger. Typical.

Robin sighed, going to school wasn't the boring part. Going to this school, just happened to be. A school full of blind people with varying degrees of vision loss. Had Batman completely lost his mind? Apparently so. Well, if anyone asked Robin anyway. The classes were slow, and the students didn't have anything to offer that proved the least bit useful. No, far from it. They didn't. Hadn't he proved he was better then this, better then sneaking around the shadows gathering information?

For the past three years, he had been doing missions like this. Sneaking around a lot of undercover work and information gathering. He, and a group of young heros who wanted nothing more then to prove themselves. Hadn't he done that? Hadn't he won his fair share of battles? Completed his fair share of missions successfully? Then why send him undercover in a blind high school, one that didn't prove to have any leads. In fact, it wasn't even lunch yet and the boy wonder wondered if he'd actually accomplish anything of use. He could feel exhaustion starting to creep into his senses due to the bordom he felt.

A group of students sat in the middle of the room playing what looked like a board game. From what he could tell it was an altered version of minulopy. And, being the silent observer seemed boring enough. He could barely keep his eyes open in fact. Dark shades covered his eyes, in hopes to help him blend in, but right now it served to help him doze off. He didn't even hear the lunch bell ring.

However,omngto this school proved not to be a complete waste of time. Aside from learning the classes were small, dull and boring, he also realized a majority of the students didn't appear to be all that bright. He found himself on the floor, only to have to duck out of the way quickly to keep from getting stepped on. Students who heard the crash found the situation rather amusing, lauging instead of offering aid. "Are you alright?" A pale hand found its way into his line of sight, and he eagerly grabbed for it allowing its owner to aid him to his feet.

"I'm fine thank you miss…" He paused, allowing her to fill in the blank.

"Tsukino, Kayla Tsukino. And, it's lunch time. Come on if you want to eat." The girl retracted her hand, filling it with a black-and-white cane with a red tip.

Robin fallowed behind, watching as she stopped at a row of lockers. At first glance, the girl didn't appear blind. Well until he saw her using the cane, and pulling something out of her locker without looking. Upon closer inspection, he guessed it to be her lunch. "By the way, I'm Robin." Why did he feel like an idiot introducing himself like that? He wasn't supposed to interfere, but she had saved him in a sense after all. She deserved to know a name right? Well that was his reasoning.

"Are you sure you're okay… I can guide you if you want…" she offered when she didn't hear him on the stairs behind him.

Her voice broke him from his personal thoughts and he headed behind her fallowing her to the lunch room. Once again, his deductive skills had been correct when the girl broke away from the lunch line and headed for a table to sit. By passing the line himself he joined her. "You missed the line you know. Unless of course, you brought your own."

::Damn she's good… or I'm real off my game.:: Robin thought to himself thankful no telepathic links had been established. His friends would never let him live it down if they thought for one second the great boy wonder was spacing out. It wasn't like him, and all his friends knew it.

"I'm just waiting for the line to thin out." He said quickly. He hoped she'd buy it. So far her skills could actually match Batman, but he couldn't admit it to her. He just prayed that his excuse had been good enough and she'd just stop talking. Well, at least he thought so. Out all of the students he had the pleasure of interacting with Kayla seemed to be the most observant, the most in-tune with the world around her. Everyone else, for lack of a better term… seemed quite rude or completely insane. He prayed he wouldn't be subjected to another day of this.

Kayla had taken the hint quite well in fact. She remained silent, until another girl joined the group. "Hey, sorry I'm running a little late. Had an errand to run."

::Great she's got a friend…. This is going to be pointless girl talk, I just know it.:: Robin thought.

"Hey, who's your friend?"

…and, it appeared he would've been right…

"Oh, this is Robin, he was in my Economics class." Kayla introduced. "He's the quiet type so don't be surprised if he doesn't talk much."

::Did she just cover for him…:: Robin thought his gaze traveling to the girl he'd interverntly taken a seat beside without giving it a second thought.

"Oh, hi… you are?" Robin decided to speak up. After all it would be just sitting there not saying anything.

"Rachel ." the girl now sitting across from Kayla introduced. "So how long have you known Kayla?"

"We really don't know each other actually. Didn't even know he was there until some idiot classmate of mine knocked him to the floor." Kayla admitted, once again covering for him without a second thought or realizing what she was doing. Though, he couldn't help how swift and easily she came up with a lie on the spot like that. She seemed to be a natural, but then again she hadn't been entirely lying either. She probably hadn't been aware of his existence.

Rachel took that moment to look at Kayla reaching across their table to wisper in her friend's ear. "You really scored on this one, the boy's cute."

Kayla felt herself blush and wished she could hide right about then. "Rachel! You know how my dad feels about dating. Besides I just barely know his name!"

"And, yet you're blushing." Rachel teased. "You like him. Admit it."

"Rachel! Please… he's sitting right there…" Kayla begged hoping her friend would take a hint and drop the subject.

"Have you been paying attention to the news?" Rachel asked, obviously taking the hint. Either that, or the radio playing in the background caught her attention. "Do you think anyone would ever find the silver crystal?"

Kayla started to choke on the juice box she had as part of her lunch. Robin going to her rescue patting her back until the fit subsided. "Rachel, do you honestly belive that? Are you sure you're not confusing it with Mr. Monk and the Big Reward?" She asked with a raise of her eyebrow. "Shit gets stolen on a daily basis. Nothing that makes the news that isn't categorized as and some… worth 'x' amount of money. It's got to be some kind of scam the media's trying to pull."

"Maybe you're right, but wouldn't that be cool?" Rachel stated. "An actual princess owning a pricless jewel. It's not like Princesses don't come to visit our country." Rachel replied. "Remember Kate?"

"She's not a princess, and the one you're referring to, couldn't possibly exist outside of a storybook. This princess who is believed to exist is supposed to hale from the moon. Last I checked, dead rock with no means to sustain life." Kayla pointed out.

"True, but then why the sudden big deal about the crystal and princess?" Rachel wondered.

"After Cassy Anthony, I guess the media got bored. Seriously… this is St. Augustine… oldest city…. Nothing happens here. Most "local" news is out of Jaxsonville." Kayla muttered. "You know people hear 'reward' and they go nuts."

"I guess you're right, but it'd be nice to have something interesting happen around here. Beats what this school considers to be interesting. "But, if such a thing did exist, why is it so hard to find?"

"No one knows for sure if it does exist or not, but if it did people aren't looking for the obvious. They think sparkeling jewel… but what if it wasn't an actual stone? What if the word "crystal" were simply symbolic?" Kayla reasoned. "No one would find it because they aren't sure what they're looking for. Though I'll be glad when this media buzz is over and they move on to the next big thing."

"Why do you say that?" Rachel asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" The attention is liable to get someone hurt. All people see are dollar signs. With the downward turn our country has gotten itself in, don't you think it'll only promote more crime? Anyone who is anyone is out there looking for a fictious stone that no one can prove exists or not. As well as a princess that's been mentioned in a Japanese legend. Come on, it sounds a bit far-fetched don't you think?"

"I guess you're right." Rachel agreed standing to head to class. Lunch had ended and she didn't need to be late.

Robin didn't know what to make of the information he'd collected. That lunch time conversation was the only lead he had to go on, and it proved to be pointless. Kayla seemed to talk as if she knew something, like she was purposely discouraging her friend from searching, or she honestly found the very idea to be silly. Robin couldn't tell. He'd remained silent, recording their conversation secretly to be reviewed later on. Though, he thought he could tell if someone was trying to hide something or not. His skills must've been slipping. Either that, or he'd allowed himself to become distracted by the girl, Kayla was her name, who had helped him when he'd nearly given himself away. Either way, he couldn't seem to decide which.

After the school day had ended, he'd located the nearest Zeta-tube and headed for the cave. He actually hoped his fellow teammates had better news to report, but hadn't been a bit surprised to learn all had struck out. Apparently high school students, all seemed to think either, they would find it and get rich—or like Kayla, belived it to be a joke brought on by the media seeing as there was no proof to back up countless claims exhaurated by media personal—Which meant in short they'd failed the mission and could be sent out again for more information-gathering.

"That turned out to be a waste of time. No action." Wally complained making himself comfortable on one of the couches. He, along with Robin and the rest of their team had come to the cave to discuss what all they had accomplished while scattered about in various locations.

"I'm sure we'll see some action soon." Megahn said optimistically. "We do have to use our heads once and a while."

Robin simply sat there, while the team talked around him. He for the life of him couldn't get his head around what he managed to pick up. Simply because he couldn't figure out what angel the information had come from. Two possibilities kept ringing in his mind, but he couldn't help but notice the conviction behind the girl's words. She played it off like no big deal, but there was a hidden feircness in them, one he'd been trained to detect. Yet, why did it continue to bother him?

"Robin, Earth to Robin." Wally said waving a hand frantically in his friend's face. "Did you manage to pick up any information today?"

"Nothing that could be of any use." Robin replied. "Just a couple girls talking about the crystal. One believes it exists, the other doesn't."

"So wasted t—" Wally started when the intercom echoed around them.

"Suit up, mission briefing in five…"

"Finally maybe some action!" Wally had run out of the room faster than anyone could blink. The others seated in the living room started heading for their rooms to change except Conner, and Miss Martian. The green Martian could change with a blink of an eye, powered simply by a thought. Whereas Conner, otherwise known as Superboy, didn't really have anything to change.

Batman stood in the middle of the briefing room, where a lot of the cave's holographic equipment was located "There have been reports of monster sightings in various locations around the globe. League members are handeling a majority of them, but there are far too many, and we need you to investigate and if necessary put a stop to them. Keep in mind, Tuxedo Kamon remains at large. He may use this opportunity to do some looting while you're busy. Keep your eyes out for him." Batman started pulling up Florida on their gaint holographic globe. "Here is where you'll be going, cordants sent to the bio-ship."

"Hey, nice town… think I'll get a chance to score there?"

"Hey, Robin, wasn't that where you were today?" Megahn asked.

"Yeah." Robin replied, eyes wide. His thoughts going to Kayla.

::I hope she's not caught in the middle of this.:: he thought.

"Maintain telepathic contact at all times." Aqualad ordered, we don't know what we're facing, so be warned."

Before exiting the bio-ship, Megahn established a telepathic link to everyone on their team. The seven of them splitting in random directions in order to locate the 'monsters' reported to be present. Robin had ended up on his own, exploring what appeared to be an island. It had houses, businesses and looked much like the mainland, but it also had something else—the monster. Before he could send out a warning, he could see a figure in its path. Acting quickly, he launched a grapple swinging down and looping around, the figure protectively in his grasp, the monster landing a blow where she'd been standing only seconds before.

"Are you—" Robin started to inquire of the girl's well-being when he realized who she was. ::Kayla?:: he thought, forgetting about the shared link with his friends.