A\N: A bundle of thanks to those who reviewed, faved and followed. Really sweet of those who reviewed! This is more of a 'practice' fic of mine so bear with me if there are some mistakes. ^^

DISCLAIMER: If Young Justice was mine, Jason would've played a lot more role than a stupid cameo.


|GOTHAM CITY

|JUNE 29, 13:06 EDT

It's almost strange as she repeats all the events in her head over and over again. But no matter how many times she does it, there are butterflies in her belly, and her cheeks heat up just a little. When it starts, she assumes the reason that maybe she has a fever. However, she checked her health several times, the thermometer pressed between her lips but according to the medical instrument, she was absolutely alright.

This got her worried a bit. Because the feelings she's having are unreadable by her. They've come out of nowhere. Well, she actually got them three days before today.

Three days since she met Robin.

Three days since he saved her from getting flat like a pancake on the road.

Three days since he became her knight in shining armour.

More like her knight in tight spandex to be exact.

A giggle leaves her lips on the thought and she shakes her head, reading the price tag of a frilly blue dress.

"What's so funny?" Her mother asks, a smile in her voice.

Kate pouts on seeing the price tag. Too expensive. "Nothing, mom." She replies, her mother's old cell phone tucked between her ear and shoulder.

"The prices here are so expensive!"

Her mother chuckles, "Well, dear. You got a scholarship in such an amazing school. Honestly, you surprised me and your father. We think you deserve an award."

"Yeah, but the dresses here are so expensive. Can't I go to a sale or something?"

"Don't worry about the price, honey. Just choose whatever you like."

Rolling her blue orbs, Kate runs a finger over the dress's sleeve, frowning slightly because it's light as a feather but it almost costs as much as a month load of groceries. She sighs inwardly, blessing her parents love for her.

"I'll call you if I find something I like. Okay, mom?"

Her mother agrees, "Take care, dear. Goodbye!"

"Bye!" Kate bids, hanging up and pocketing the cell phone.

The blonde places a hand on her hip while thrusting the other through her hair, blowing a puff of air from her mouth before she turns around, pondering on buying some new flavour colors instead of a dress or not.

And all of a sudden, she nearly jumps out of her skin as gun fire rings through the atmosphere.

Blue eyes dart around, tongue trapped between teeth because there are a number of men in the mall, all of them tall and heavily armed.

One of them, his face hidden by a black mask, snarls. "Ain't nobody move or there'll be blood littering the tiles!"

An uneasiness settles in her stomach when people around her start screaming bloody murder, bolting towards the exits while some simply run around in circles. Honestly, people aren't any better than sheep when they panic.

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Kate lowers herself to the ground, mimicking everyone else they had taken hostage.

She folds her arms over her head, pressing her knees more into the floor as guns start shooting bullets again. She winces, the small boy beside her letting out a cry of despair.

"We're gonna die!" He sobs.

Reaching forward, she places a hand on his shoulder. "No one's going to die," She squeezes his shoulder.

His whimpers become shallow and the blonde examines her surroundings, realizing that their captives are not stealing anything. Rather they are waiting, their eyes roaming around the prodigious room, awaiting some kind of response.

A yell hits their ears and Kate has to blink a few times, this ticklish feeling in the pit of her stomach as a figure, covered in red and a little golden, swings across the room.

"You guys having a party?" Robin grins, releasing his grapple gun and slamming his feet on a man's chest.

He reels backwards.

"Guess our invite got lost," The young boy laughs, ducking and crashing his fist against someone's cheek.

But then there's a cackle, two escrima sticks shooting out of nowhere and knocking a man down. Nightwing grins toothily, swiftly recollecting his weapons and sending a kick to the person aiming a bullet at his head.

Kate nibbles on her bottom lip, blue eyes searching desperately for Batman. Instead, her blood freezes for a moment when Robin barely dodges a bullet.

She refrains herself from screaming at them to stop trying to kill the young hero, heart thundering in her chest before she spots an empty hanger from the clothes rack. Without thinking much, she leaps to her feet, picks up the hanger and swings it across the room with full force.

Pride fills up her chest when it hits a man hard on his temple, knocking him out cold.

It was a stupid move because in a flash, someone's foot gets buried in her stomach, a gasp flying from her mouth as she's sent into the small boy beside her.

"You little bitch!" The man above her screams, cocking his gun.

But then crackles of bright blue electricity cover his body, eyes rolling back into his head before he collapses to the tiles floor.

Her stomach aches a lot where she had gotten hit, but Kate brushes it aside, blinking back the tears as she helped the boy up into a crouch, attempting to get his sobbing form to quieten.

"Are you alright?"

She lifts her chin, blue eyes coming across white lenses and she forces a smile, "I'll be okay."

Nightwing smiles back, twirling his escrima sticks. "That was brave of you but please leave the saving to the real heroes, okay?"

Kate finds herself answering, "But Robin—"

"Is perfectly capable of protecting himself and everyone else," Nightwing interrupts, then zips over to the boy wonder's side.

Kate chews the insides of her cheeks, patting the crying boy's back as she stares ahead, watching Robin flip through the air, taking down figures who are twice his size.

She wonders if he got the cake she made for him.

An arm snakes around her neck, nearly cutting off her oxygen as her back hits a larger body. Goosebumps scatter over her skin when the icy nuzzle of gun presses into her temple.

"Let my men go otherwise ya're gonna see brains her all over the floor!" Her captive barks, Kate choking slightly due to his strong hold.

Her muscles tense as Nightwing scowls deeply and Robin finally notices her. He blinks behind his mask, then a flash of anger lights his face, gloved hands clenching into tight fists.

"Hurt her and I'll kill you!" He threatens furiously.

The gun digs more into her temple and Kate scowls, opening her mouth wide and then sinking her teeth into the man's hairy arm. A nasty curse vomits from his mouth and she breaks free from his grasp, whirling around and swinging her foot between his legs.

The gun clatters to the floor as he bellows, dropping to his knees with his face twisted it pain. She kicks the gun to the other side of the room.

The blonde grumbles under her breath, patting her shirt straight as Nightwing bolts forward, pushing the man onto his stomach and snapping cuffs around his wrists.

"That was pretty awesome,"

She turns, heart fluttering slightly to find Robin behind her, a smirk evident on his lips. Kate beams, hands clasping infront of her chest but before she can ask if he got her present, he presses a finger to his lips, her eyebrows knitting together as he mimes the message that don't say anything infront of Nightwing.

"I mean, you did a good job, citizen." He gives her a tight smile

Kate raises a brow, not understanding why doesn't he want her to talk when Nightwing's with them.

An idea strikes her and her eyes glitter with mischief.

"Oh, Robin!"

She release a fake cry, surprising the boy wonder as she throws her arms around his neck, dramatically weeping into his chest.

"I was so scared! Thank you so much for saving us all." She cries, burying her face into the crook of his neck. "You're my hero!"

She doesn't know why he's stiffened suddenly but then his arms come around her waist, pulling her closer to him and a heat rises to her cheeks when she feels him place his chin on top of her head, and he takes a small sniff of her golden locks.

"No sweat," He mumbles, a smile in his voice.

She tries to hide the smile slipping on her lips, eyes fluttering close and she squeezes him closer because truth be told, she had been missing him.

Someone clears their throat, unamused. "I actually saved your life." Nightwing pipes up from behind her, sounding slightly miffed.

Kate ignores him, stepping back to offer the boy wonder a smile. She's almost surprised to see as he smiles back, a faint blush dusting his cheeks while he rubs the back of his neck.

Nightwing raises a brow, "Ahem." He coughs, "I'm here too, y'know?"

Kate quickly acknowledges him, "Oh, you were cool too, Nightwing." She complements casually, glancing over to Robin again.

None of them notice Nightwing frown.

"I... should be leaving now," Kate manages to say, grinning sheepishly as she straightens her back, swiftly stalking towards the mall's exit.

Nightwing watches her retreating back, masked eyes then sweeping over his successor, taking full note of the smile on his face.

"Okaaaaaay..." He begins, perplexed. "What was that all about?"

"What're you talking about?" And in a second, Robin comes back to his normal self.

"She was hugging you, Robin."

"Yeah, so?"

"Since when did you let anyone hug you?" Nightwing points out, a hand on his hip. "Actually, you don't even let anyone touch you."

His younger brother rolls his eyes, shifting his weight to his right foot as Commissioner Gordon enters the mall.

Nightwing's ready to question more, but Robin's already taken a step ahead, a cocky smirk firmly plastered on his face.

"Last one back gotta wash the batmobile!"

And then he's running, the acrobat hot on his heels.


|GOTHAM CITY

|JUNE 30, 8:06 EDT

Kate doesn't really remember entering for a scholarship. She tries her best to let her parents in about it, but they refuse to listen to her, hugging and pecking her cheeks and praising her for getting an admission in such a great educational center.

It's strange, she thinks. How on earth did Bruce Wayne get her address and sent her a scholarship letter.

She feels sad too. She misses her friends in the old school. Of course, it wasn't as posh and high as Gotham Academy. But she doesn't think she can face rich people who own smartphones that cost more than her father earns in a month.

The blonde puffs her cheeks, the ends of her lips pulling downwards as the books in her arms slip and hit the floor.

A sigh leaves her before she kneels down, "Isn't this my lucky day?" She mumbles sarcastically, reaching forward to collect the scattered notes and papers.

But a larger and stronger hand lands on top of hers and her blue eyes move upwards, meeting the brightest green she had ever seen.

"Hey, there." He smirks.

She quickly snatches her hand back because it feels like it's on fire, attempting to push herself up but her knee slips on a fallen paper and the blonde topples on top of him, forehead slamming into his.

She groans, her vision all blurry for a few seconds, but it doesn't bother him much since he's propped himself on his elbows, the smirk still present and eyes dancing with humor as she pushes herself up, gaze coming across his.

"Oh, well. This is awkward," Kate blurts before she can stop herself, face hot as she pulls back on to the cool floor. "Not that you're awkward. We're— I'm awkward. You're gorgeous. Wait, what?"

Her cheeks flush. She did not just spoke her thoughts out loud.

"Uh... Thanks for the compliment, I guess?" He smirks, getting up, his hand clasping around her elbow and with a single pull, she's up on her feet.

Kate tosses an apologetic smile, "Sorry for head butting you like that."

"I've had worse," He replies casually and is it just her, or does his voice sound familiar?

She's busy thinking when he speaks up again, "The name's Jason Todd, by the way." He introduces, hands propped on his hips and his smirk widening slightly.

"I'm Katherine Flynn. But I prefer Kate." The blonde responds honestly, eying his expensive clothes.

She feels a bit nervous all of a sudden.

"So, Kate," Jason grins, "What class do you have?"

"Physics," She answers, glancing over his toned forearms that are exposed due to the sleeves that are rolled up to his elbows and then to the bangs of his shaggy black hair.

"Cool, I've got the same class. 'come on!"

She stares as he starts to walk forward. She quickly follows him, falling in step beside him and feeling perplexed because the students around her are sending are quite astonished looks.

Clutching the books closer to her with one arm, Kate rubs her cheeks, then keeps on peering at the moving reflection of her in the lockers from the corners of her eyes as she thinks there's something on her face.

They enter a room and her stomach churns on finding everyone staring at her like she's magically grown a second head.

Her attention snaps back when Jason kicks a chair forward, plopping down on it and dropping his school bag to the floor. He folds his arms behind his head, leaning back into his seat as his green eyes dart up to meet hers, the smirk coming back again.

"Aren't you going to sit down?"

Grip tightening around the strip of her bag, Kate buries her teeth into her bottom lip and she carefully seats herself on the chair beside him, suddenly conscious of the eyes on her.

Why the hell is everyone trying to burn holes in her head?


A\N: Kudos to you if you caught the Frozen reference :3 Feedback is more than appreciated~