Hey guys~! Sorry I'm not updating as often as I used to, school's making me uber busy nowadays! ^^;

Love for KF/Rob is still going strong! But, omg, I'm so sad that Young Justice won't air new episodes for three more weeks! D: MUST. HAVE. PATIENCE!

My school library doesn't carry Lolita nor do they carry American Psycho. T-T Why must I love the controversial books that aren't school-appropriate? T-T

Omg, Robin has totes influenced me too much in real life. Whenever anyone says 'overwhelmed' I always think 'WHELMED! WHY ISN'T ANYONE EVER JUST WHELMED? 8D 8D 8D' Ahh, story of my life.

Lol!

Bruce had told Dick about the possibility of the mission taking several days to accomplish. He and other members of the Justice League were to leave tonight. When Dick grew excited, Bruce immediately added that this mission was to be taken care of by the Justice League only. It was too dangerous for anyone of Dick's age to be part of.

A sigh escaped the young teenager.

"If you wish, you can invite a friend over while I'm gone," Bruce said, hoping he wouldn't regret it.

The gleam in his ward's eyes was enough indication that he would regret it.

Consequently, Bruce gave Dick his large list of DON'TS. He almost included the name Wally West in the list, but ultimately decided against it.

However, once the redheaded speedster arrived at their front doorstep with his suitcase and a wide grin, the dark knight really wished he had put the boy's name on the list.

As he jumped into the Batjet, he noticed that Dick was already getting comfortable with only Wally's presence. He scowled, briefly wondering if the annoyance he felt was common among fathers when it came to their teenage daughters' boyfriends.

Granted, Dick was not his daughter, nor was he even his real son. The raven-hair was also capable of taking down men at least twice his size.

That didn't stop him from sending his worst bat-glare at Wally. In that single look, he basically said, "If you turn out to be less than satisfactory, I will break you".

With the pull of a lever, the Batjet roared to life, and the caped crusader was gone.

Wally still felt the cold shiver from the look Batman had given him long after he had left. He shakily accepted the drink Alfred offered him.

"Hey," Dick chirped, "isn't this your first time in the batcave?"

"Y-yeah."

"I'll show you around then! C'mon, c'mon!"

Dick tugged at Wally's sleeve, excited with having someone to show his 'hideout' to.

He showed him the large supercomputer first. "See, the Justice League's computer is kind of like ours. Except, ours is bigger and has the latest technology installed. Oh, I can't show you how it works though... Batman's rules."

Then Dick took the speedster to the gallery. Wally's eyes bugged out as he looked at every item Batman had taken from the villains he faced. Bruce's gallery made his own souvenir gallery look microscopic.

Dick pointed at the towering mechanical T-Rex next to them. "I convinced Bruce to keep that one. It's cool, huh?"

"Yeah."

Wally wasn't really paying attention, even though he had to admit, it was pretty cool. No, what he really was focusing on was the fact that Dick was linking their arms together.

They walked through the maze of items, stopping at each one for a few seconds. Dick would describe when and where and how he and Batman obtained the 'souvenir' each time they stopped at one.

When they finished with the gallery, Dick insisted that they go to his room. They sprinted out of the cave and up the winding stairs to the raven-hair's room.

Once they reached the doorway to his room, Dick leaped onto his bed and tossed a pair of glasses at Wally. It had black swirls etched on the lenses.

"Hey, this is-" Wally started.

"From our first mission together," Dick grinned, sitting with his legs criss-crossed.

Wally held the glasses at arm's length with one hand. He looked at it fondly, remembering how he and Robin had so easily found the villain and subdued him.

"God, that was... two years ago, I think," Wally said after contemplating.

"Yeah, you were such a dork back then... still are now, actually," Dick snickered, and fell back onto his bed. He held his sides as his boisterous laughter filled the room.

"Hey, I was not!"

"Were too. You totally were! You were all googly-eyed when we first met, and you kept running around me saying 'Oh my gosh, another kid superhero. Oh my gosh, I heard you're the first one! Your mentor's Batman, so cool! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!'"

Wally climbed onto the bed, so he was hovering directly above Dick, his arms on each side of the younger teen's head. "I didn't sound like that!"

"Yeah you did."

"Did not. That's really dumb. I'd never say that."

Dick snorted and crossed his arms, not bothered at all by his friend's looming figure. "Deny it all you want. I know you said that." His smug grin put the speedster on edge.

Wally leaned in, his nose barely brushing the other boy's. "You still think I'm a dork?" he muttered.

"Do I? Well... yeah."

Wally began kissing Dick's neck. "You sure about that?" he whispered.

"A dork who likes to tease," Dick's breath hitched.

At the redhead's quiet laugh, Dick rolled his eyes despite his reddening cheeks and wrapped his arms around Wally's neck. Wally, in turn, latched on to the boy wonder's waist, and rolled him and himself to their sides. He smiled when he felt the pressure of the other boy's chin on his head. He looked up when he felt Dick's jaw move.

"You're my dork, though," the younger teen mumbled.

"I can live with that."