Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice.
Warning: some minor Superboy/Robin slash
I would like to thank Someone no one knows, Supergroverandelmo, GabsGen, Scotty1609, ajas136, angelrider13, KikkioyshiUchiha, and Angelina Aintithenniel for taking the time to review. It was funny how many more story alerts I got than actual reviews. XD
"Wait here." Robin told Superboy before he made his way over to the front desk. He didn't know why he even bothered, with his superhearing it wasn't like Superboy was going to miss anything, but it was standard procedure so he did it anyway.
"Can I help you sir?" The man at the desk asked, eyeing the young boy. It was rather late at night after all, almost closing time in fact. All of the regulars of the gym had long since left, leaving only those who liked to loiter and those who liked to make trouble. The sunglasses didn't make Robin look any less suspicious.
"Yes. I was wondering if anyone is currently using the trapeze room." He asked as he pulled off his glasses and showed his identification. The male stiffened and smiled brightly at the adopted son of the man who owned the building. "No, Mr. Grayson, I don't believe there were any classes scheduled for today so it should be free. If you would just wait for a moment or two I can get someone to set the nets up-"
"No need." Robin replied quickly. "It's fine. I don't need it."
The older male paused for a moment, looking unsure. This might have been his boss' boss' boss' kid but there was still a liability issue. Maybe even more so because of it. "But-"
"Don't worry about it. I'll be fine." Robin said, interrupting once more before waving the male off. He walked back to where Superboy was standing looking a little impatient.
"Mr. Grayson?" He asked to which Robin shrugged.
"Lets keep that bit a secret from Batman and the rest of the team, okay? Come on the room is this way." He said as he led the other through the large building. Conner nodded his understanding, just as Robin had known he would. Conner didn't care about the secret identities of his teammates. And why should he? The only parts of his teammates that concerned him where the ones that they showed him. He understood the need for privacy, the need to keep things a secret. So he didn't pry.
Robin pointed out several different rooms to Conner, telling him what room held what equipment and their purposes. The clone listened and nodded when appropriate, finding amusement in the thirteen year old's amusement. But he didn't show any particular intrest until Robin lead him the farthest and largest room. As Superboy stared at the rope ladders on the walls, the platforms that rested high in the air, and the several bars that hung from the ceiling, Robin purchased two water bottles from a vending machine.
"How is this going to teach me to fly?" Conner asked as he accepted the offered water bottle.
"Simple." Robin said with a grinned, placing the water bottle down and throwing his jacket off. He pointed up to the bars dangaling from the ceiling. "We're going to use those." He started towards the rope ladders and began to climb them up to the platform, leaving a confused Superboy on the ground. "I'm gonna take of my glasses, so don't look at my face!"
The male frowned as he watched the small boy scale the ladder with ease, not really understanding what was going on. Robin, despite the smile, seemed to be serious about this. But this just didn't add up for the clone.
"Robin that isn't flying." He said trying to find some sort of clarification. But up on the platform, the Boy Wonder just laughed.
"Says who?"
And with that, he flew. Because that was the only way to describe what the boy was doing. The way his body moved, arched, dipped. Everything was perfectly controlled, everything was precise. Conner felt himself suck in his breath as he watched Robin slip down the trapeze bar, so that only his feet kept him from plummeting to the ground. But than his feet let go and before Superboy could rush to save his friend, he was on the next bar. It was like watching some sort of complex dance, never knowing when Death might cut in as a partner. And he had a feeling that Robin would let him, only to evade him at the last minute. Because that was who Robin was. The one who pushed himself, the one who laughed at the face of danger, the one who got back up. What would Robin do if Batman was to reject him?
"Alright Kon, it's your turn." Robin said as he descended down the rope latters as fast as he had climbed them. At some point in his musings, the smaller boy had finished his demonstrations, leaving Conner feeling rather disappointed. "Lets get you up there-"
"No…I'll break it" Superboy said quietly. The slim bar from his grip or the wires holding it from his weight, hell, even the floor should he fall. They were all liable to damages because of his…well… because he was Superboy. But that wasn't the true reason for his lack of enthusiasm. Conner wasn't graceful, he knew that. He could never turn and twist in midair as Robin had just down, he could never move as he did. And by trying to mimic him in such a way, he would only embarrass himself. But surprisingly, Superboy didn't find himself angry about it. He was okay with the suddenly reality of how clumsy he really was. Because the others would no doubt have just as much trouble with this as him. Because this was Robin's superpower, this is what made him special. And he was willing to teach it to Conner.
"I guess you're right." The Boy Wonder said, biting his bottom lip gently as he looked up at the trapeze. "Well there is another-"
"Who taught you this?" Conner asked, interrupting his friend.
Robin froze. For several moments he didn't move, he didn't breathe. Superboy was starting to get worried when finally Robin let out a sigh. He walked over to the wall and picked up his water bottle. He played with the cap for a bit before actually taking a drink. Conner watched the smaller male warily as he slowly slid down the wall and into a sitting position. He frowned as he noticed the look on male's face, like he was looking at something that Conner couldn't see. This did frustrate the clone, he really didn't like being ignored. He was about to leave when Robin finally spoke.
"My mother taught me…" He said slowly, still looking off into that faraway place. "My dad helped too when he had the time. But he was an important person. Everyone relied on him."
He smiled than. A soft, lonely smile that made Superboy want to do something, anything to make it better. But he didn't know how, or even what it was. And so he just watched, hoping that Robin would give him some sort of clue.
"They were so amazing. Everyone loved them…I loved them…" the Boy Wonder continued softly.
"What happened to them?"
"…we're not like you guys, you know." Robin said. It wasn't the answer to the question, but Superboy remained silent. He had a feeling the other was going somewhere with this.
"Me, Batman, Green Arrow, Speedy…maybe Artemis, I don't really know. We're not like you or Wally, or Aqualad, or even Miss M. We don't have superpowers. We're human. We're…fragile."
There was a pause, giving Superboy time to think about what he had just said. He had never really thought about it in that sense. He never thought of Artemis hitting a target dead on hundreds of feet away as weak. He never thought of Robin flying through the air as fragile.
"Normal people would become police men or detectives if they wanted to help the law. They wouldn't put on tights and do what we do. Its insane when you think about it." The boy laughed here. Like it was there was a joke hidden in there somewhere. "…But we're not normal…because we're not afraid of being broken. Because a part of us already is…"
"They died." It wasn't a question. Just a statement of comprehension, of understanding on Superboy's part. Robin shook his head.
"No…they were murdered."
Er yeah….Originally there was only going to be three chapters, i felt that it was too long so I split it in half and put the other part in chapter 3. It should be out in a bit. Actual AN will be there. Not that any of you probably actually read them haha.
