I noticed that most of you [a majority anyway] wanted me to have some simple slash that a 13 and 15 year old can have… Tempted as I am, we'll just have to see. Like I may have said before, I can not guarantee a kiss, but I can guarantee… other stuff… Heh… And one last note: HOLY SHIT! GAH! MY ARM! *Sobs Dramatically* Stupid Tetanus Shot…. D:
Chapter 2:
Robin stepped out of the driver's side door, but he left the car door open for the moment. He leaned back inside.
"Are you sure you can't at least walk me in?" Robin asked for the last time.
Bruce Wayne, dressed up in his work clothes, nodded. "I'm sure Robin. Now I have to go. Grab your stuff and call me if you need me."
Robin nodded, his shoulders dropping sadly for only a second. He closed the door and went around to the trunk of the car. He pulled it open and pulled out his bag, slamming it shut again to signal his mentor to drive off. Batman took the hint and sped away. Robin slung his bag over his shoulder and took a deep, shaky breath in. This was real. This was really happening. His heart leapt for joy. He pushed his shades up on his nose and pulled his hoodie down over his utility belt. He felt stupid for having to carry pepper spray and a taser around with him, but at the same time, he kind of loved it.
The black haired boy started up the walkway to his best friend's house. It was a simple one story house covered in homely bricks. The lawn was kept neat and tidy and the window in front of the house was blocked off by a simple pair of curtains which were white and lacy. The house was neat and tidy though, simple as ever. Robin nervously walked up to the white front door and rung the door bell, surprised to see his hand trembling with excitement. He willed it to stop and it did. He forced his hand back down to his side and waited.
He didn't have long to wait. Within seconds, the door was ripped open and Robin was tackled in a huge hug. He dropped his bag in surprise and his face lit up red.
"Robin!" Wally cried out happily, delayed.
Robin blinked slowly, trying to ignore the blush he could feel on his face.
"H-Hey KF," he said nervously.
Wally released him, his face bright and happy as usual. His freckles seemed to light up his face like the stars do to the night sky. Robin bent down and picked up his bag again.
"Come in, I want you to meet my folks," Wally encouraged and Robin followed close behind his friend.
His heart pounded furiously in his chest. He felt a grin break over his face and he unconsciously brushed his bangs back into their original place. The second the doors closed behind Robin, he was engulfed with several different emotions the home held. He noted Wally's happiness first, obviously. The house itself was beautiful and comfy, making Robin feel at ease. Yet, at the same time, there was a slight cloud of anger and confusion buzzing around his head and it confused him, but he brushed it off. It was probably just in his head. Then, Robin saw them. He knew it had to be them instantly.
"You must be Robin," the woman greeted him with a warm smile.
"It's nice to meet you," the man greeted him.
Robin smiled up into the faces of Wally's parents. Wally's mother had red hair, just like Wally and bright green eyes to match. [1] Wally's father had brown hair, styled similar to Wally's. His eyes were a dark green shade though, but they still were green.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. West," Robin said politely.
The two laughed.
"I haven't been called that in a while. Please though, do call me Rudy, as does everyone else," Wally's father told him.
"My name is Mary," Wally's mother said softly.
A sharp pain shot through Robin's heart as he heard her name.
Mary… that was… that was Mom's name… he thought to himself.
He shook the thoughts away and smiled.
"I hope you don't mind eating late dear. We would've eaten at 5, but Wally went and blew up the chicken so I had to stop by the store and get a new one," Mary West half scolded her son.
Robin laughed at the thought. Wally's face lit up just like his hair.
"Mom!" he whined. "I didn't blow it up! I stuck that temperature thing in it and it exploded! I saved your life!"
His mother folded her arms over her chest.
"Yes, because the last time I checked, illegal fireworks and thermometers were exact twins. Wally, you destroyed my chicken, and you can accept it with dignity or not all!"
Wally mumbled under his breath. Robin couldn't help but laugh. He had been scolded before, but never nicely like this. It was pleasant.
"It's okay," Robin told her. "My father works late a lot so I usually don't end up eating until 8:30 on most nights."
Rudy West raised an eyebrow.
"What could cause him to be away that long?" he asked in surprise.
Robin's smile stayed on strong. He had rehearsed this.
"He's a part time private investigator and the other half of the time he spends running his own company with quite a few others," he explained.
Rudy nodded. It sounded alright to him. Wally turned to Robin.
"Alright dude, we can just set your stuff in my room before we decide what to do next," he hinted.
Robin caught on quickly and he ran a hand over his hair.
"Yeah, okay. Nice to meet you," Robin called to his best friend's parents before following the red head.
Once Wally was sure that they were out of earshot, he laughed.
"Rob, could you have been any more awkward?" he teased.
Robin raised an eyebrow.
"W-What?"
Wally shot him a glance.
"You looked like someone who's afraid of heights about to be pushed out of an airplane. My parent's aren't that bad… okay, maybe they are, but to me…"
Robin laughed nervously.
"Sorry… I'm not… I'm not good around people," he admitted.
"No, really? I never would've guessed!" Wally laughed, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Then he pushed open the door to his room. Robin was surprised. It was half of what he expected and half of what he hadn't. The room had two queen sized beds with matching blankets on them, side by side. The walls were dark maroon with posters of girls wearing nothing but bikinis on motorcycles and cars. There was a TV along the back wall with an X-Box 360 hooked up to it. There was a dresser next to the bed closest to the door, the drawers full of unknown objects, from the looks of it though, it was paper, probably magazines. The windows had dark brown blinds on them and the floor was a palish white carpet. Robin smiled and stepped into the room.
"What do you think?" Wally asked, noticing the black haired boy's expression.
Robin nodded in approval.
"Asterly," he said simply.
It was obvious that he still felt awkward, but Wally didn't really care. He snatched Robin's bag from him and set it on the bed closest to the window. Robin flinched, but loosened up once the bag hit the bed. Then Wally closed the door with his hand and collapsed on the bed closest to the dresser.
"Let me hear it," he ordered, his face almost emotionless.
Robin raised an eyebrow.
"Hear what?"
"Batman's rules, limitations, restrictions," Wally explained.
Robin walked over to the bed apparently set out for him and sat down on it, trying to make himself comfortable without feeling awkward.
"No alcohol, no drugs, no girls, I can't tell you my past, I can't tell you my name, I'm not supposed to show you my eyes and I have a… taser with me… just so ya know…" Robin listed off, setting a hand on his neck.
Wally nodded, taking it all in.
"Well, sounds good to me I guess… Anyway, first on the list of things to do: Stay outside 'til it gets dark."
Robin nodded in agreement. His eyes strayed to the shutters for a moment before scanning the room over. He was looking for camera or video cameras or recorders or anything that could be used to watch him or have proof that he was here.
"Did you bring your swimming trunks?" Wally asked, watching his best friend, clearly amused.
Robin nodded. "Yeah… they're… in the bag…"
"So, would you like to go swimming?" Wally asked again.
Robin's hidden blue eyes still scanned the room. He hadn't seen a device of a suspicious nature yet, but he was just checking. Robin grinned at the thought.
"Swimming… yeah, that sounds cool…"
Then Wally snapped. "Dude, what the hell are you doing?"
Robin flinched and his head quickly turned to face the red head.
"Wha- oh… searching for video cameras and such," he replied. "I'm making sure that Batman didn't hijack this room to make sure I follow his rules. Batman knows all, you know, and I've been trying to figure out how."
On the saying of his mentor's name, his voice would drop to a mere whisper, but Wally heard just as well. He rolled his eyes.
"Trust me; there are no cameras in here. Do you want to go swimming or not?"
Robin nodded. "Yeah."
He opened his back and rummaged through it before emerging with a pair of red trunks with black stripes up the side and a pair of black swimming goggles, resembling the goggles on KF's dark suit. Wally noticed this and couldn't help but smile.
"The bathroom's the third door down on the left of the hall. Knock before you reenter cuz I have to change too."
Robin smiled.
"Thanks."
As he walked down the hall, he didn't think twice about his utility belt or his sunglasses. He didn't really think about Batman or Bruce Wayne. He wasn't thinking about Richard or Mary Grayson. He was just thinking about Robin, Wally, exploding chicken and a pair of red swimming trunks with the stripe up the side.
[1] Yes, I know that this isn't how they look. Actually, they're both described as brunettes with brown eyes, but I had to fix it so it could match up with our Wally.
I also know that they're supposed to be divorced, so bear with me. I want a happyish family for Wally.
Any appropriate T rated suggestions [or lower] would be accepted. I already have a few scenes coming up, but I like to ask you all anyway. I've never written a story with boys as the main characters, except for my Ed, Edd N Eddy story…. Oh well, details… Review!
