A/N: Thanks for all the favourites and reviews you guys have given me. And thanks for just reading this in general. I'm really glad you all enjoyed this.

Also, as reviewer Smile-I'mTheEndOfAllThatYouSee kindly pointed out, this does somewhat follow a prompt on the YJ anon meme. I had seen the prompt, but there was no fill, and so the idea just kind of stewed in my mind for a while. It's only been recently that I've been able to write it, but I can't find the prompt again, so if any of you guys come across it, mind putting link to this for a type of fill?

Any ways... here is the second part. Woohoo! Enjoy.

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Wally West stood at the top of the staircase, eyes wide and face full of shock as he listened to his aunt and uncle talk downstairs below. H-He wasn't doing that! There's no way. There is no way that he was doing that to his mentor, his uncle, his hero!

He shook his head in denial. It wasn't true. Barry was overreacting. T-They had hung out together recently, even for just training, Wally was sure of it. Not including Barry's recent week away on a mission, they had gone out together just a few days before that an– oh... No, Wally had had to leave before they could really even start. He and the Team had gotten a mission.

Okay, well before that. It had to have been recent. Wally knows that he's been on patrol.

There was, um... last Wednesday? Yeah, yeah. He and Rob had– Wait... that was in Gotham.

Wally shook his head again, pushing aside his memories of Gotham to find his most recent patrol in Central. He tried to ignore the guilty feeling in his gut when he realized just how much time he had spent in Gotham recently.

Aha! Wally smiled. He had done it two Saturdays before today. He remembered it very clearly now. Both Captain Cold and Heatwave had been working together, and those two were always difficult to stop, this time even more so since it had just been him fighting them off. Flash had been... on a... league... mission.

Flash hadn't been there.

It had just been Kid Flash.

Just Wally.

Thinking back more, he could only see himself making excuses to his Uncle whenever he was asked. Homework, hanging out with Robin, Team and Mt. Justice stuff, Robin again, missions, just feeling tired. Of course, then he needed to add in the times when Barry's work got in the way, as well as Justice League stuff.

Wally felt himself slide down the wall until he was sitting on the ground. It really had been forever since he went on patrol with Uncle Barry. Even longer than that when they had just gone out together for a run. Sure, he knew Barry went out on his own runs, and Wally himself would travel all over the world when he felt like it... but they weren't together. Last night had been the first in a while when it was just the two of them together, and as his uncle had said… He had mainly talked about Batman and Robin.

B-but… did he really talk about Batman that much? Had all his free time suddenly gone into being with Batman? And not Barry?

Why didn't he notice it though? Why didn't he notice that he and his Uncle were spending less time together? That he hadn't had a good chance to be with his teacher? Was it really because he was turning to Batman as a mentor instead?

All these questions rolled through his mind, giving him a headache. Okay, that's enough of that. What he needed to do was chart this all out. Put it in a table, observe the data and see the proof.

Standing up as quietly as he could, Wally crept into his room and grabbed a pencil and paper. Creating a table of his own, Wally put down Barry's name at the top, and Batman's right next to it. In the column going down, he listed several activities he and Barry would do together, either training, fun stuff, just hanging out, whatever he could think of.

Finally, his table was ready. Under Barry's name, Wally wrote the date he last did whatever was in the left-hand column. Some of them, Wally just had to generalize the date because it was too long ago, but that was okay. All that mattered is that he did them with Barry, and not Batman.

Once he got to the bottom, he tried not to focus on some of the more common activities, like training, patrol, and just hanging out. The large gap between now and then seemed to leap out at him, even more so because he could tell right now that he and Batman had done all those things far more recently. Batman...

Batman hanging out.

It doesn't sound like a 'Batman' thing to do, yet even before his weekend at Wayne Manor, Wally and Dick had been playing basketball, and Bruce, in a rare day off, had been home as well. He had joined them and the three of them had just... hung out.

Wally quickly finished the table, and tried to keep in his groan of despair.

There it was. There was the proof that Uncle Barry's worries weren't just from his imagination.

He didn't want to believe it, though. He didn't want to hurt his uncle like that. Because he knew that's what he was doing. He was hurting Barry by ignoring him.

Slumping in his chair, Wally tried to figure out what he could do to fix it. Half his worry was that he had failed to notice it happening in the first place. What if he started doing it again? Even if he fixed it now, would something like this come between him and Barry again? How could he–

Wally almost jumped when his phone rang, and he quickly pulled it out of his pocket. Seeing a new message from Dick initially got his own downtrodden feelings to rise. It only took a moment longer before he realized that half the problem with him and Barry was how much time he had been spending with Dick in Gotham.

Making a decision right then, Wally swore to himself that he'd put aside some time for him and his Uncle. He didn't want their relationship to deteriorate any more than it has, and no matter how cool Batman may be, he was no Flash... he was no Uncle Barry.

He held his phone in his hand, seeing the 'new messages' blink up at him. Huh... Apparently he'd been more stuck in his head than he thought. Just when he was about to reply to Dick's text, probably something about hanging out, he received another two from his friend.

Curious, Wally opened them up and paled.

4:58pm: Batman's coming now. Ready to start the exercise. Get over here and you might not be late::

5:04pm: Dude... Where are you?::

5:09pm: You forgot. We were talking about it all weekend and you forgot::

5:09pm: We're waiting::

Wally hurriedly grabbed his costume and ran down the stairs. He had completely forgot about the time. Passing by the living room, he saw Barry and Iris still there. He ignored the tightening in his chest and instead just tried to get out without them seeing hi-

"Where're you going, Kid? Done with your homework?"

Wally came to a dead stop, his hand tightly clutching the doorknob. "Uh... Y-yeah, I finished." He stammered, not daring to turn around. He'd rather not say where he was going, now that he knew how his uncle was feeling, but he knew some sort of explanation was in order. "The team has... a-a training exercise." Wally said, still not looking back.

"Oh." Was all his uncle said. Wally could almost feel the other's disappointment. This had previously been a time when neither of them had anything planned... where Wally could have spent some nice quality time with his Uncle.

Looks like that was now out of the window.

"I didn't know you had anything planned." Barry had stood and come up behind him. Not wanting it to seem like he was avoiding his uncle – Which he totally was... what kind of nephew was he? – Wally turned with a strained smile.

"Yeah, Batman set it up during the weekend. I kind of forgot until Rob texted me." He said, bringing up his phone to make his point. Wally sneaked a glance at Barry's face as he mentioned Batman, noticing the quickest frown come upon the blond's face. No one else would have noticed. Heck, he barely did, and it was only due to his enhanced perception because of his speed.

"Better not be late then, Kiddo."

Wally waited a beat, expecting something to come after that. Normally, this would be the time when Barry would invite him to ice cream or a run afterwards. The training would get his adrenaline up, but if they were in the cave – which was where the team was most of the time – then Wally wouldn't get the chance to burn or run off the energy. Barry would normally help with that.

Instead, the man kept silent, gave a pat on his nephew's back and turned to leave.

It almost broke Wally's heart, the silence that grew between the two of them as his uncle walked away.

Had he really said 'no' so many times before? Had he blown off his uncle's time again and again that now the man wasn't even going to try?

He felt like with every step his uncle took, it just made the distance between the two of the that much bigger. They were drifting apart... and it was his fault.

Swallowing his fear and self-loathing, Wally raced back towards his uncle and caught the man's arm, clutching it tight, as though letting go now would make him lose the other forever.

"Uh, hey. Afterwards... wanna get a sundae?" He invited, almost pleaded. He knew he probably looked a lot more panicked than the situation really called for, and he couldn't help but notice his hand gripped far too tightly on his uncle's jacket, vibrating ever so slightly.

Wally wouldn't let this go on any further. He would stop it, and he would fix it.

And this was the first step.

There seemed to be a moment a stillness between the two of them, a monumental feat for the speedsters, neither moving. Maybe it wasn't that long, but to Wally, it felt like it dragged on so long that he feared the other would decline. It went on for a moment longer before Barry nodded slightly. "Yeah, if you're up for it afterwards."

Seeing Barry's tentative nod of agreement, Wally felt like he could burst from happiness. Even though he could tell the other didn't want to get his hopes up too much, he was still willing to try. And that was all Wally needed.

"Great!" He gave Barry a tight hug, and knew in that moment that he needed this. He needed his uncle, no matter what his actions said, because he missed this. This firm, gentle, and almost pulsing hug that told so much more than that. He missed it, and he was going to get it back.

A vibration from his pocket told him that he got another text, causing him to jump back and pull out his phone. This time, though. It wasn't from Dick. Barry looked over his shoulder to just see two words.

5:24pm: Wallace West::

And that was all that was needed, because Wally knew that number, and if Batman! was texting you, you knew you were in trouble. Sheesh, he could almost feel the BatGlare penetrating his skin.

Barry just gave a tired chuckle and pushed his nephew towards the door. "Go on, Kid."

Wally stumbled slightly before catching his feet, giving a smile back at his uncle. "See you later, Uncle B. I'll be back in a flash." he called back, giving a cheeky grin and running out. His steps feeling lighter than they had in awhile. The very air seemed to sing as he rushed by, and Wally knew that this evening would make him feel even better.

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"Watch it, Baywatch!" Artemis called out as Kid flash stumbled away from the training room. Each member of the Team was in similar states, exhausted from the finally completed exercise. Robin was probably the only one not wholly dead on his feet, having trained with Batman before, but for the rest of them, the level of work out they had gone through was completely different than what Black Canary had them doing.

Megan gently floated towards the kitchen, filling up enough glasses of water for each member of the team, and passing them out before settling on the couch next to Conner.

Wally stayed in the kitchen, though. His stomach finally getting filled as he raided the cupboards.

Robin sauntered up to him and jumped up to sit on the counter, gladly taking an offered batch of crackers and cheese from his friend.

There was quite for a moment, the only sounds being the crunches and slurps in between. Finally, Wally felt at least slightly appeased from his hunger. He jumped up beside his friend, taking a few crackers and munching on them, ignoring Robin's indignant, "Hey!".

"So... that was horrible." The redhead said blatantly.

Robin gave a tired chuckle. "Yeah, it didn't go quite as Batman planned either. Quite the disaster, heavy on the dis with this one."

"Oh, so he wasn't trying to torture us? That's good to know."

The ebony ran a hand through his hair, letting it slide down his face as he slid his sunglasses up to rub at his eyes. "How's the leg?" He asked, glancing down towards the limb.

Wally looked at it as well, winching as his thoughts were now more aware of the pain coming from it. It was the worst of any of their injuries during this little exercise, but still... It was training. There shouldn't be too bad of injuries.

He actually wasn't sure exactly what happened, but all he knew was that Superboy had somehow been thrown into the air, don't even ask how that could have happened, and crashed into Wally, landing hard and heavily bruising his leg. The boy of steel really lived up to his name in that instant.

"Eh, it's okay." Although it was hurting now, Wally wasn't too worried about it. Instead, he saw it more as a nuisance. "Bats just said not to run on it for the rest of the night, and it should be fine as long as I get good sleep and enough food."

Robin smirked at the nickname Kid Flash gave to his mentor. The teen knew for a fact that, while Flash could get away with calling Batman that, Wally had no such guarantee of getting out alive if the Dark Knight heard him. It's why it was only ever mentioned when there was no chance the Bat was around to hear.

Wally saw the smirk and startled chuckling, knowing what his friend's thoughts were. Soon they were both laughing.

Both quickly snapped to attention though when they heard footsteps coming towards the kitchen. The insane thought that Batman was coming was at the forefront of their thoughts, though really... would they have heard him if it was? Instead, Kaldur walked in, catching sight of the two boys on the counter. Though he did give them a disapproving look, he seemed too tired to say anything about it for now.

"The rest of us have decided to remain here for a while longer and watch a movie together, giving us time to relax and enjoy each other's company." The Atlantean stated, "Would you two be willing to join us?"

Robin nodded almost immediately, having already gotten the rest of the evening off from Batman. These kinds of nights were always fun for the team, and now he didn't have patrol getting in the way.

Wally, on the other hand, was trying not to frown. That sounded exactly like what he needed. A perfect relaxing rest of the night with a couple of friends... except, what about Barry? Looking down towards his leg again, the teen grimaced. It didn't even matter, though. He couldn't even go running with the Flash anyways.

He slumped down, feeling more exhausted than before. All he had wanted was to fix everything... and the moment he tried, it backfired on him. His head hurt, his body was sore, and now his heart continued to throb.

Tonight wasn't going as planned.

His two teammates seemed to notice his sudden mood shift.

Kaldur stepped forwards and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "My friend, I did not think a movie would be this distressing to you." He said it with a small smile, trying to make Wally laugh, though it fell from his face when it did nothing.

Robin looked at his friend, trying to figure out what was wrong. The redhead hadn't mentioned any problems when he had spent the weekend just a couple days ago. And there is no way he would have kept something from him. They were bros. They shared anything and everything with each other.

Wally swallowed deeply, trying to get his emotions under control. "Sorry guys... I guess I'm just tired."

By the looks that his teammates gave him, he knew that they weren't buying that that was all that was wrong. Leaning against the counter, he sighed. "I was planning on going running with Flash tonight, but…" he trailed off, looking down at his leg.

"I'm sure Flash would understand," Kaldur started, "and there are plenty of other activities the two of you could do together."

Wally let a smile grace his lips, nodding in agreement. He pulled out his phone, deciding to call ahead and explain before he headed back home.

The phone barely started its first ring before it was being answered on the other side. Both he and his uncle could do this fun little trick, each trying to see who could answer it the fastest (Barry was winning), but they could only do it with certain people, seeing as it might rise a few questions depending on who was on the other end of the line. Because it was Wally though, Barry didn't bother waiting.

"Hello?"

"Hey Uncle B."

There was a pause, a silence that almost matched the one between the two speedsters earlier. And it was in that moment that Wally realized that maybe calling wasn't the best idea, especially when he heard his uncle's voice.

"Oh hey Kiddo. What's up?" It was strained and tense and - could a human hear someone's hope and joy cracking into a billion pieces when they're overrun with disappointment? Wally hoped not, because that's the only way he could describe his uncle's voice right then.

Wally took a deep breath before he tried to explain the situation. He would want to get it out fast, and try and explain so Barry wouldn't think he was ditching him, that he really did want to hang out with his uncle. This was just an accident, and crappy timing.

"I -uh, I can't go running tonight. BatmanSaysIHaveToRestMyLegSinceItGotInjuredDuringTraining." He rushed through that last part, partially hoping Barry wouldn't pick up on it. He could be such a worry wart, but thinking about it, maybe it wouldn't be too bad to have his uncle right there caring for him while he was basically bedridden for the night.

There was of course the expected questions of 'how are you doing?' and 'are you okay?' but there was so much more hidden in his mentor's voice. Wally could almost imagine the expression his uncle was wearing. Maybe one of somber resolve. Maybe he was regretting to even agreeing to go out with Wally in the first place. He only got disappointment after all.

Wally quickly tried to continue, having to take a moment to collect himself after hearing how sad Barry had sounded.

"Yeah, it's fine. I just… can't go running, ButIDon'tWantToCancelOurPlans! JustMabyeChangeThemABit?" His pitch rose with the question, getting it out at speeds he didn't normally talk at. Wally didn't even let Barry get a word in and just kept talking, because he didn't want to hear 'no'. He didn't want to hear a tired 'maybe another time', or an understanding 'It's okay if you want to hang out with your friends.' Wally didn't want to hear any of that, and so he just kept talking.

"We could just stay home and watch a movie together, or we could try chilling in the kitchen. I know I wouldn't be able to help much, but probably just sitting at the table or counter, and you would really just be making something for us, but I always like it when we can cook together-"

He was rambling, oh man was he rambling. It's a good thing Barry had super speed because he was pretty sure a lot of this was going right over his teammates heads as they listened to his half of the conversation. Really, could he call it that? It had mainly just been Wally talking, not letting Barry in at all.

He didn't know how his uncle had done it; stayed smiling and happy and still Uncle Barry when Wally always said no. The teen didn't think he could handle it, and it hadn't even happened yet. Just the thought of it, of not hanging out with Uncle Barry any more, of almost replacing him with someone else…. Batman could never compare to The Flash- No, not even that; to just Uncle Barry. It made him feel a bit frantic, desperate to fix this. He had to, because this was his mess, and he needed to be the one to fix it, and he was trying. He was trying.

During his thoughts, he apparently had stopped talking long enough for Barry to finally get his own words in.

"That s-sounds…" Barry cleared his throat and started again. "That sounds great, kid. I'm going to run to the store real quick then, and pick up some things if that's the case."

"Sweet. Thanks Uncle B." Wally smiled, releasing the breath he hadn't even realized he was holding. "Oh! Could you drop by the zeta tube on your way home and pick me up? I.. uh, yeah. Not suppose to be running right now."

"Stay in the cave. I'll come to you there."

Wally's eyes widened in horror and embarrassment "No, no! It's fine. I'm fine, stay in central. Barry? Barry!"

"See you soon kid." He was smirking. The redhead could tell, even through the phone, that his uncle was smirking.

Aaaaand, there's the dial tone.

Wally rolled his eyes, and just hoped everyone would be too into the movie to really pay attention when the Flash came. He also gave an exasperated sigh, but couldn't help the smile that came to his face either. It wasn't like his usual playful and joking ones, though. It was gentle, almost a little sad, but that's okay, because he and Flash would be fine. He turned to hang up the phone and wait in the main room for his mentor, and lo and behold… He two teammates were still right there.

Oh, yeah.

"Something going on with you and Flash? You seemed kinda distressed, heavy on the 'dis'." Robin spoke up, looking at his friend with worry. The expression Wally had made made the younger boy anxious.

Wally scratched the back of his head, not really wanting to explain the situation. It wasn't Rob's fault, but sort of included him, but not really? The reason he was in Gotham so much with Batman was because Robin was there. "We just... Haven't been able to spend a lot of time together recently, so I didn't want our plans to get messed up again."

"But everything is fine between the two of you, then?" Kaldur clarified, making sure that Wally was alright.

Wally clutched his hand into a fist, eyes filled with a fierce determination, and he turned towards the zeta tubes where he mentor would soon be appearing. "It will be." His voice leaving no room for doubt.

::Recognized: Flash - 03::

Suddenly, there he was, standing in Mt. Justice as a civilian with two large shopping bags still swinging from the momentum of the run. Seeing him, Wally couldn't help the grin that came onto his face. Not even caring that his teammates were watching, he sped up to his mentor and gave him a big embrace, holding tight to just take him in.

"Hey, Uncle B."

The blond's face showed surprise for a moment at Wally's display, but quickly turned into a smile as well as he returned the hug and ruffled his nephew's hair.

"Ready to go, kid?" He asked, turning slightly so as to give access to Kid Flash to get on his back

"Yup! Enjoy the movie guys." Wally said as he hopped up onto his uncle. If any of his other teammates had been there, he might have been embarrassed at getting a piggy back, but this was Robin; his best bud who just gave him a grin, and knew just how important and close his bond with his uncle was, and Kaldur was…. Well, he was Kaldur. It's not like the Atlantean would keep it for blackmail or make fun of him for it, unlike a certain green archer. That girl seemed to take advantage of any slip ups Wally makes.

Man, he'd like to see her handle superspeed one of these days, see how many times she loses her footing. He'd been surprised, okay?! And when you lose focus for even a millisecond while traveling over 100 miles per hour inside a cave! It shouldn't be too big a shock if he tripped over that chair!

Er, moving on.

Superboy probably wouldn't comment on it either, what, with his lack of knowledge of social norms and the acceptable age of which you could get a piggyback from family. But M'gann, man. It would be a big hit on his manliness, and would definitely go against him in his attempts to impress the martian.

Yup, best to just keep this between him, his best bud, and their resident Atlantean.

"See you guys later." The Flash called out to Robin and Aqualad as he zoomed out of the room and right through the zeta-tubes.

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Wally sat on a chair, his leg wrapped in warm towels and raised to help it heal better. He sat in the Allen Household as his uncle emptied the bags of groceries he had bought. Though it could have been done in a flash - pun totally intended. The red speedster wasn't the only one to make those kinds of jokes - the two of them were fine doing it the normal way for now.

Barry was talking about his day, though neither were really invested in the conversation. It was just talk to get rid of the silence. Once Barry got started baking though, it would naturally flow towards a more engaging topic.

Wally tried not to shift nervously, knowing that his uncle would catch the movement, and it could possibly be interpreted as being bored, maybe regretting leaving his friends at the cave. Instead, he tried to gather his thoughts, and figure out how he wanted to address his uncle about this issue between the two of them.

Finally, Wally decided to just go for it. "Thank you for saying 'yes'... even if you might have felt like saying 'no'." He said when there was a break in Barry's story. His green eyes locked onto the tiled kitchen floor.

There was a pause in the other's movements as Barry put some chocolate chips on the counter and turned to face his nephew. "What are you talking abou-"

Wally cut him off quickly, his voice tight. "I heard you and Iris earlier… before I went to training today." There was a brief silence before he said the word that seemed to have become taboo between the two of them. "About me and Batman…"

There was a catch of breath from the man in front of him, but Wally ignored it. "But that doesn't mean I asked you to do this because of that, like… I want this too, and I'm not just trying to make you happy, and even if it was, seeing you happy makes me happy, and I love spending time with you."

He had to look up at this point because Wally would never forgive himself if this went misunderstood. There was no way that he was only doing this for Uncle Barry, to try and make the man feel better. He wasn't that nice. He was selfish and wanted this time with Barry for himself and his own needs. Because it was that; a need. It wasn't just fun times with a fun uncle. As a hero, Barry understood the sacrifices that needed they needed to make, and how it could be a heavy burden, especially for a young teenager. Even more important, as a speedster, Wally saw the world differently, and Barry was the only one who could understand him, who could relate and help him and just give him something that wasn't so slow.

"Spending time with you could never be boring or a waste of time, but obviously I don't pay enough attention because I didn't realize how much Batman was in my life now, and I guess you were sort of right when you said you were being pushed out, because even though I didn't realize it, I was replacing my time with you to spend it with Batman instead, and I…" His own voice got caught in his throat. "I didn't even realize it." Wally repeated quietly.

Barry, by this time, was wholly focused on his nephew, kneeling down in front of him and placing a hand on his leg. "Wally, it's okay. I-" He tried to say, but he got no further than that as Wally started to shake his head and continue talking.

"No, it's not. After hearing that, and thinking about tonight and going for a run, I-I got so scared that you would say no to me when I asked. And then just thinking about how many ties I had done the same to you? How could you even- I just… I'm so sorry!"

A finger brushed against his cheek, and he realized it was wet. He was crying.

"Wally," Barry's voice was soft as his hand gently tilted the teen's head to look him in the eyes. Both pairs were wet as blue stared into green. Neither quite knowing what to say. Instead of trying to come up with something, his uncle just pulled him as close as he could, and holding tight, as though he would never let go.

Wally's own hands raised to embrace his uncle and he leaned into it, letting more tears fall.

They stayed there for a while, with Barry just whispering comforting nonsense to his nephew, that it was okay, and there was nothing to forgive. Wally felt his worries leave him and he was able to just relax.

There was a sudden thump! and a pained groan from Wally as he pulled away. He reached his hands down to his leg as it hit the floor from falling off the chair it had been previously sitting on. "Ow…" He laughed out, slowly bending the limb and rubbing his hands against it.

"Oh, shoot!" Barry immediately backed off and gave a sheepish grin. "Sorry, kiddo."

Noticing the now cold towels that sat on the floor, he grabbed them up and quickly ran to the bathroom where he turned on the bathtub to soak them in hot water again. It was only a moment later when he returned with the steaming clothes and kneeled back down next to his nephew, who had long ago grow use to the older man disappearing and reappearing without warning and so just sat, patiently waiting for him to return.

"Were these helping? Did you want them back on?" He asked, even as he lifted Wally's leg back up to rest in a raised position.

The redhead nodded with a smile. "Yeah, thanks, Uncle B. I-ahh… Oooh…" Wally groaned out when Barry massaged a bit of his leg, then gave a sigh of content. It was stiff and sore, and he hadn't had a nice massage in a while, so while it was a bit painful, there was a wave of pleasure that definitely made it worth it.

Barry looked up at the sound, meeting Wally's eyes with a thoughtful gaze. "You know, we can bake together some other time. Maybe when you can actually help me out." He said, standing up straight. "It's been a while now, I think we could both use a massage."

Wally smiled, liking that idea so much better. It had been awhile since he had given a massage, so he would be a bit rusty, but it should still be fine.

He had been surprised at first when, only a few weeks into him being Kid Flash, Barry had started teaching him how to massage his legs when they got overworked. After a couple lessons, they would often give them to each other, both of them finding it easier to give it to another person rather than themselves. That way, they could just relax and enjoy it. This was a little secret between speedsters - and the Bats, he supposed. Dude, Rob was his best friend. Of course he's going to tell him, and Wally was pretty sure Barry had told Batman the same thing ages ago, though he didn't really want his thoughts going towards the Flash and Batman giving each other massages. That was a bit weird…

But, like any other activity between the two of them, this hadn't happened for a while now, and so it was probably long overdue.

"Alright." Wally agreed. "Want to get ready, and I'll meet you in your room?" Barry's bed was more comfortable to lay down in... And the other's room was probably a lot cleaner than his own.

"Sure, Kid" Despite his statement though, Barry picked up his partner.

Wally struggled for a moment in surprise. "Gah! Barry, I can walk on my leg just fine. I'm just not suppose to run!"

The blond just gave another grin. "Yeah, but this way is much faster." And with that, both zipped up the stairs. Wally found himself in his room in an instant, and he gave a scoff of indignation at being carried around like that.

When he finally made his way to his Uncle's room, he was dressed in a simple T-shirt and shorts, giving access to more of his legs without cloth getting in the way.

Barry was ready to go as well, standing beside the bed while rubbing lotion on his hands. "Alright, Kiddo. You first."

Wally had no complaints about that as he flung himself onto the bed with his legs stretched out.

When Barry first rubbed the lotion onto his leg, he shivered for a moment at the cool touch, but quickly grew use to it and just gave a sigh. "So earlier today in school,"And Wally started talking. School, the team, his recent struggles and achievements, even how he spent the weekend, not as worried about talking about Batman with Barry. He even asked if he could have Robin over a bit more, instead of him always going to Gotham, which Barry readily agreed to. The little bird was fun to have around.

His uncle got a turn to talk as well, sharing his plans for them over the week with his off time from the league, how Wally would be taken out for driving that week, his plans for a good run and sightseeing with just the two of them. Barry shared it all, and Wally listened. Both of them relaxed and happy to finally get some time together.

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A few weeks later

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Bruce Wayne gave a sigh of relief when he finally was able to return home from his meetings. Acting as Bruce Wayne, head of Wayne industries, could be taxing at times, so it was always nice when he could return home and relax a bit before night fell and Batman would be released into the streets.

"Good evening, Master Bruce"

Alfred, as always, was there waiting for him with a hot dinner ready to eat. And though there were times when Justice league and Batman duties caused him to skip plenty of meals, he was always grateful for the times when he could get an actual meal in him instead of small amounts of nutrients to just keep him going.

"Good evening Alfred." He said with a small smile at his loyal friend, heading towards the dining room. "Has Dick already eaten?" A part of him hoped it was a no, so that the two of them could eat together. It had been a while since they'd been able to.

"Apologies, sir, but Master Richard has informed me that he would be spending the evening in Central City at the Allen Residence." The older man informed him with a slight bow.

"Oh." Bruce started. He supposed it wasn't too big of a surprise. Recently Dick had been hanging around Wally far more often. Or maybe it was that the two of them weren't coming to Gotham as much. "Well, I suppose you wouldn't mind joining me then?" He asked with a smile, pushing his other feelings aside, with the final thought of how much time Dick seemed to be away, specifically in Flash's hometown of Central.

It was probably nothing.

~Fin

A/N: Thank you all for reading this, and I hope I didn't disappoint you with the ending. I always worry that people expect these long drawn out stories, and this is actually one of my first chapter stories (if you can call 2 chapters a chapter story). The longer it is, the more intimidated I feel and am less likely to finish it. Hopefully this 2-shot will lead to slightly longer stories, but for now, we'll just stick with the short and sweet stuff.

And no, that was not a set up for a sequel with Batman and Robin instead. It was just a nice tie back to what started this whole mess, but really... It really is nothing. Just a simple observation on Batman's part.