Author's Note: Hello there people of the world! I just want to be honest about something here: I hadn't planned on making any other chapters. This had just been something I wrote while bored on a free day in algebra 2, and I figured that being my first fanfic and all it wouldn't get a lot of praise. Looks like I was wrong, huh? So thank you all for the love and support, because now I can continue this story that killed me so much to write (Richard's my favorite person ever and what-not.)
. .- I hope this is fluffy and BFF-y enough for you, because to be quite honest I prefer the two as friends anyways!
Yuna Kimitachi- Thank you for the review, but I kinda meant to do the whole suspense thing because I just thought that I wanted the readers to make up their own minds on what happened to him because I didn't think I would continue this. But again, thank you!
Everyone else- Enjoy and thank you for the support!
I do not own any of the characters from Young Justice, but if I owned Richard my life would be complete. Just saying.
Robin awoke from a dream in a cold sweat and full of pain. He jumped up, the dream he had scaring him to no end, but a pair of strong hands pushed him back down. He finally opened his eyes and took everything in at a glance just as he was trained to do. He was laying in one of the beds in the med bay inside Mount Justice and when he looked to his left he saw Wally standing there staring at him with worry plastered across his face, the remaining half of a large supreme pizza on the floor beside Wally's chair.
Robin sat back up as Wally slowly mover his hands away, acting as if he were afraid Robin might break if he didn't hold him up. Robin looked at himself and noticed that he was in his civvies the same as Wally, and when he put a hand to his face he felt his specialized sunglasses were lying there. He looked at his left arm to see it cocooned in a cast. So obviously his dream had been more than a dream.
He winced as he touched a gigantic bruise placed over his right temple, and saw in the corner of his eye that Wally winced with him. Robin looked over at his best friend to see that his eyes were full of brotherly concern.
Even though he felt miserable, he managed to pull a very Robin-like smirk at his best friend.
"Why so glum, chum?" Robin said hoarsely through the pain.
"Don't you give me that crap, Robin. You've got a broken arm, your face is black and blue, and you have a cut across your throat. If we had arrived even a second later…." Wally couldn't even finish his sentence as he stared blankly off into space. As Robin watched him he felt the cut with his hand gingerly, realizing why his voice sounded so hoarse and wondering how he was still alive. The cut wasn't deep, but even so death by blood loss could have definitely happened while he slept.
Robin took his hand off his throat and asked, "What about the….Joker?" He hesitated on the name, still seeing that knife coming at his throat.
"He should be back in Arkham where he belongs. When Artemis and I found you two she instantly reacted; she ran up to the Joker and punched him in the nose so hard it broke." Here Wally paused in his story telling, staring at the last few pieces of pizza in the box.
"I- I didn't react until Joker dropped you. I ran over in time to catch you, but as I did you blacked out. We called in the League and the rest of them team and now here we are. They bandaged you up and stayed around for a while, but you've been out for over a day. Batman wouldn't leave your side, but finally did to go work on something in Gotham," Wally said.
Robin cursed: he knew what "business" Batman was working on. He leapt out of bed only to be stopped by a splitting headache.
"Dude, don't do that," Wally said while trying to force Robin to lie back down.
"I'm fine, Wally, but if I don't go then Batman is going to do something he'll regret," Robin murmured while trying to make his double vision return to normal.
"Dick," Wally whispered the name so quietly that he could have not said it at all, but it was enough for him. Robin looked in his direction in shock. "Don't worry about Batman, Dick, my uncle and Superman went with him. He's not going to do anything he shouldn't."
Robin knew it probably wouldn't be enough, but Dick was exhausted and wouldn't be any help at all. He sighed and fought the wave of nausea that came upon him so he could lie back down.
"You better go back to sleep; you're exhausted and injured," Wally murmured, unable to keep the exhaustion out of his own voice. Dick figured that he hadn't slept since finding him at the mercy of the Joker.
"Only if you do, too," Dick replied as sleep started to take him back into the darkness. Wally laughed a humorless and then said, "Fair enough."
At hearing that Dick let his exhaustion win and slipped into a fitful and dreamless sleep.
So there you have it folks! That's the second chapter, so please take the time to review it and tell me what you think so I can decide where to next take this story! Hope you enjoyed this story of mine!