Hey guys! I know it's been long, but I'm sorry. I'm a senior in High School with future plans and whatnot. I hope this chapter is alright.

Chapter Rating: T (with a bit of Mature Content)

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No Light, No Light

Chapter Two

Recovery Can Seem Lonesome

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MOUNT JUSTICE 5:21 PM

OCTOBER 23, 2011

No words can describe the way M'gann M'orzz feels at the given moment. She sits there on the chair rigid as a board, her legs tightly crossed, hands clasped together, and her fingers tangled with one another. She faintly listened to the water fountain tickle behind her. Usually, the relaxing sound of water would comfort her, but not today. Nothing would probably comfort her for a while. She could not believe she turned a simple training exercise into a nightmare for her and especially her friends just a few days earlier, and what is more her self-confidence was very shattered now.

"But, not being yourself is never the answer M'gann and won't make your feelings of guilt go away. Learn from what happened. Your uncle would be happy to train you. Practice until you gain control and regain your confidence." The fair-haired woman said leaning down a bit, resting her elbows on her gray stocking covered knees.

M'gann jumped a little at the last statement, how did she know? M'gann thinks as she looked up at Black Canary in startled confusion.

"I noticed when I saw you walked in." Black Canary confessed, shrugging as if her skills in psychology were a normal trait. M'gann nods in understatement then remembers something she had forgotten.

"Ugh, hello Megan!" she said her spirits lifting a bit. She bumps her inner palm against her forehead excitedly making Black Canary raise an eyebrow out of curiosity.

"There is something else I saw before I woke up it may be a problem. You might need to talk it over with Wally and Robin." M'gann says, her face turning a deep crimson hue against her now Caucasian colored skin.

MOUNT JUSTICE 6:15 PM

OCTOBER 23, 2011

"So you want me to believe that everything you went through including your own death from fiery explosion… You're completely peachy…"

"I'm, uh, fairly certain I never used the word peachy, but I think you got the gist." Wally responds about to get up, but stops when Black Canary waved her hand for him to sit back down. He does, irritably, shoving more popcorn into his mouth that M'gann had made for him not too long ago.

"You are not to leave until I dismiss you Wally." Black Canary instructed placing her hands on the sides of the lounge chair she is sitting on.

"I'm seriously fine." Wally told the fellow Metahuman, his mouth full of the buttery popcorn that excited his taste buds. He just needed to get out of this pointless therapy session to enjoy his snack, and maybe find that little Robin.

"So, you really have no interest in confronting your extreme reaction after kissing Robin?"

It was asked so plainly that Wally didn't react until he processed the last six words of Black Canary's question. He is now choking on a popcorn kernel that he had not bothered to chew it. He pounds on his chest wheezing, trying to cough out the food lodged in the back of his throat and to regain lost air back into his lungs.

"How, How do you -" he finally managed out then coughing again his face turning red, but not just from him barely being able to breathe. His throat was killing him. He coughed out once more and the food finally came up. He spits the piece into the bowl then says, "Well I'd rather talk about you babe." His voice sounded strained.

"I have my sources" Black Carney responds calmly, ignoring his immaturity completely, "But that's not important. What is how you're taking this new development?"

The speedster sits there a while, looking down at his hands, scratching at his nose, needing constant motion much more than a child with ADHD needed. It was all just an awkward situation.

It is almost taboo and how he had been raised. He remembers having one dream back in the summer that involved himself and Robin doing such vulgar things. He supposed it was an odd reaction since he and the bird had spent a lot of time during the summer, starting the team, playing video games, and sleeping in his bed when Rob would come over to spend the night. He could still remember the panic attack he had when he woke up in the middle of the night, crying over how hot and bothered his body felt.

The speedster pulls himself out of his past memories and mumbles out a quiet, "I'm fine." While his mind told him the complete opposite, He wonders who could have told Black Canary, Was it one of my teammates? My mentor the Flash, oh god, was it the goddamn Batman! Wally feels himself tremble now, was it Robin who told her. He thinks it over deciding that no, Robin telling Batman or anyone else was a highly doubtful assumption. He knew Robin usually like to keep things to himself and usually let his issues be drawn out until the said bird would lock himself into his room for a week. Not talking to anyone or doing anything if he didn't have to, and once that week was over the acrobat would be back to his old self again. The carefree, energetic Robin that the team all loves and cherishes as a younger brother of sorts, but Wally knew deep down that his friendship with Robin was more than just a little brother he never had or a friend he could tell his troubles to. That little bird was so much more, but the poor speedster couldn't quite place what Robin stood for him in his life. All he knew is that Robin is special to him, and nothing could change his opinion on that.

Something hits him, realizing who must have seen or knew about this, "It was Megan." He utters, his face turning even more of a crimson color. He sits the bowl to the side not really hungry as he was a minute ago; remembering the way M'gann didn't look at him or Robin straight in the eye, "Yes she had seen what had happened before she awoke from her coma, but you shouldn't blame her for -"

"She has no right!" Wally suddenly yelled out, standing to his feet and looks at Black Canary who nods in an understanding way then says, "I know it isn't her business Wally, but please consider this, she used to live on Mars it's different there. The people read each other's minds so I suppose this was a normal thing for her to tell me. It's a part of her culture. She could sense the despair circulating Robin's aura and she could feel your confusion with yourself. She only wanted to help."

Robin is feeling depressed? Is it because I haven't been talking to him, of course that is why I am such an idiot!

"No, it's called gossip." Wally snaps back. He lets himself fall backward against the chair and slumps down on it, twiddling with his fingers. This doesn't do much for him, so he rests his head back; staring up at the ceiling, wishing this therapy session would end soon so he could talk to Robin and apologize for his idiocy. In truth, he was just confused, why did I take that last step in kissing him? Do I like him like that? He did indeed have those moments when all he had on his mind is about the boy wonder, but that doesn't mean he likes Robin like that… Does it, he wasn't entirely sure.

He tries to remember exactly what was on his mind while thinking about Rob and a few things pop up in his mind. About how might that blackened silk - like hair would feel through his fingertips, or if Rob had any hidden scars beneath those clothes, or perhaps what it might look like when the little bird comes. The speedster holds his head, trying to hide his blush in his hands, at these thoughts.

"Wally? Do you have feelings for Robin?" he barely hears throughout his wildest fantasy happening within his own mind,

Right there in front of him, laying down in all his glory, pale skin almost a cream color a few shades lighter than the speedster's own skin color. The bare toned chest of the younger boy rising then falling, his nipples hard and had a reddish hue.

"W-Wally," he begs opening his eyes for Wally to see those exquisite blue orbs. The speedster only obliges and leans down taking those pumped lips against his, rubbing his lower half against the younger ones just imagining those; moans, pants, mewls and screams, emulating passed the bird's dusted rose-colored lips.

"I-I," Wally starts to stammer out his face feeling as if it is going to melt completely off, "I think so. I just don't know. How to you know tell…-" He stops the conversation going very awkward and uncomfortable to go on any further. He swallows feeling a slight lump in his throat, "I just need to talk to Robin about this not you," The inappropriate images, flashes throughout his mind, giving him images that made his pants begin to tighten, "no offense Black Canary," he adds quickly. He really needed to get out of this session now, feeling like he could die of embarrassment at any given moment.

He watches as Black Carney nods towards him and says back in her calm voice, "That's understandable, but if I may,"

Oh, please don't. Wally inwardly groans,

"Whatever the outcome might be, Please know this, no one will think of you any differently as they do now. You will still be Wally and Robin will still be Robin. Just, listen to what your heart is telling you, and not what your peers say about the lifestyle you take."

The redhead tries not to roll his eyes at how cheesy the last statement sounds, stands up and asks in a desperate voice, "Am I done now?"

He watches as Black Canary nods at his question and the speedster bolts out, hoping that Black Canary hadn't seen a thing. He leaves his bowl of popcorn on the ground next to the chair he had sat in minutes before. He knows he'd deal with Megan later about telling their den mother about him and Robin. For the only thing on his mind was the that little birdie squirming beneath him, and before he was to face Robin about his feeling he really needed to take a cold shower to rid the problem in his jeans.

MOUNT JUSTICE 6:45 PM

OCTOBER 23, 2011

"I know you must be hurting right now-"

"Hurting?" the thirteen year old asks cutting his den mother off in mid-sentence, "Try traumatized… I finally became leader and wind up sending all my friends to their deaths…" He stops taking a deep breath, telling himself to calm down that it wasn't her fault at all. It was his own for feeling on edge, "I - I know I did what I had to, but I utterly hated it. When we started this team all I ever wanted was to be in charge not anymore, and that's not even the worst of it…" Robin finishes, looking up at Black Carney whose face was edged with concern.

"You won't tell Batman?"

"Nothing leaves this room" she responded gently.

Robin took a deep breath and continued "I've always wanted… Expected to grow up and become him and the hero bit I'm still all in, but that thing inside of him…" Robin stops wondering if he should go on. He'd been through a lot in the last couple of days and if Batman caught wind of this… No. He knows Black Canary wouldn't breathe a word so he continues,

"The thing that drives him to sacrifice everything for the sake of his mission… That's not me… I can't turn myself into that no matter how hard I am willing to try. I… I don't want to be The Batman anymore." Robin finishes with a sniffle as he wipes his nose. The silence entering the room is an uncomfortable one, as one Meta-human sat there shocked at the confession she hadn't expected to come out of the bird's mouth, and the young bird mindlessly pinching the outer side of his arm, inching to discuss his other problem at hand.

"There's something else troubling you isn't there?" Robin hears Black Canary ask and he stops with his habit.

"I'll be fine, just a long day" Robin says quickly maybe a little too quickly because when he looks up to ask if he can leave, Black Canary is looking at him like he just pronounced his true identity. He pinches the outer side of his arm again but a bit more tightly than the previous time as he says,

"Fine, it's Wally he's my problem… he and I well, we sort of kissed one another… I think we've ruined our friendship."

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Not too long after his therapy session Robin was to be found sitting on the couch in the mountain's living area where M'gann and Conner lives in. His legs were resting comfortably on the coffee table in front of him. He turns a page of one of his favorite books, realizing that he hasn't seen the rash speedster since this morning, but he pushes it aside for he knows he has to keep his mind off of that speedster. Inwardly, regretting get up this morning and coming to the mountain willingly.

"Rob?"

Ugh not now.

Robin thinks as keeps reading his novel, knowing who exactly is standing in front of him, and doesn't care to indulge in a heated conversation with that person. "I need to talk to you." Robin doesn't respond even though his mind was screaming at to do the complete opposite, turning a page of his book to quiet his mind. He doesn't want to hear what Wally has to say for he is scared of what the possible outcome could be. A sudden breeze flies past him making his eyebrow twitch irritation. He hears the fridge open and close as Wally comes back to take a seat next to him, munching loudly on some dill-pickle flavored chips.

He rolled his eyes in mid-disgust thinking, what the idiot couldn't think straight if he didn't have food in him? He knows how much I hate it when he eats like that when I'm trying to read. I won't give up so easily…He cringes at the way the speedster chooses to eat his food reminding the bird of a pumped pig on a farm, snorting into its food. He glances up letting his blue eyes show above his glasses and stares at the speedster, rolling his blue orbs when he hears a disgusting snort, I will not.

The little acrobat grows irritated with every bite of a chip and the sound of Wally's lips smacking together in a rather revolted fashion makes it turn into something Robin couldn't bear. He marks the page number he was on then snaps it shut, turning his head to grudgingly look at Wally. Who is now about to take a bit into a ripe green apple, stopping when he catches the bird's glance on him and he smiles a bit.

"Hey! Kid Mouth I'm trying to read here and I can't very well focus with your lips smacking together like that!" Robin huffed out giving Wally one of his best glares.

Wally just smiles not affected at all with the glare, opening his mouth to ask, "Well, what would you rather my lips be doing?"

Robin's face feels warm all the sudden at what the speedster had meant. He looks away opening the book again to read it but before he could even find the correct page number. The book was gone from his hands. Robin whirls around to look at Wally whom now held the book in his greasy hands, making Robin cringe and wants to smack him very hard for touching his clean book. He watches in frustration as Wally closes the book reading the cover.

"The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins… never heard of it, but I don't read so that does play a factor." Wally tells him, turning it around to read the back summary.

"I know, don't really care now give me the book."

Wally ignores him, opening the book knowing how it was aggravating the poor birdie knowing that Robin would soon give in and let Wally talk about what happened.

"Never really took you as a fiction type person -"

"So what? Just give me the book back I was at a really good part." The bird starts to notice greasy finger prints littering his once clean cover of his book, and starts to get furious with Wally.

"It looks like it's been read before so you can stop for a couple of minutes." Wally answers calmly shutting the book and sat it in the crease of the couch beside him out of Robin's view.

"No, it's my book give it back." Robin orders, and extends his arm out at Wally to get his book back. He knows he is acting childish now. He didn't really care, and it takes every fiber of his being not to throttle Wally for the speedster only shakes his head, opening his mouth to say, "Not until you hear me out Rob."

Robin raises his eyebrows then furrows them, "No why should I? You made it pretty clear that day you don't give a damn about me." He gets up to retrieve his book but is caught off guard, feeling Wally's hand around his waist and before he could utter a word about the situation at hand, he is in Wally's room back in Central City. He was lying on his back against Wally's bed with Wally above him. His arms and legs definitely pinned, which leaves him to struggle against the older boy.

"What the hell Wally? Get off me!" Robin yelled out struggling against Wally's hold, but Wally doesn't say anything. He moves with Robin, making sure he didn't get free. Probably scared I'd beat the living shit out of him if he did, Robin thinks bitterly attempting to twist to the side but Wally holds onto him tighter.

"Who do you think you are dragging me across the country take me back!" but still Wally hadn't uttered a word, "Wally! Get off of me now and take me back to the Mountain… Wally!"

"I'M SORRY!" Wally finally yells out causing Robin to stop with his struggles. He looks up at Wally's face whose green irises swam with such sorrow that made Robin's frustration immediately melt away. He keeps his mouth shut and Wally goes on,

"I know I don't deserve to be talking to right now, but I had to I didn't mean to run it's just… I didn't want to ruin our friendship… I really like you Rob but when we woke up and found out that it wasn't real I thought your feelings for me were also… that's why I apologized because I was the one who kissed you. Even if you were the one leaning toward me, but like I said, I thought it wasn't real, that maybe it couldn't be, and I am scared. I am scared to change, it's just I've had some sort of feelings for you. That didn't just consider you as just a friend, but I was too much of a coward to speak up. All those stupid questions are still running though my mind… What if this didn't work out and we weren't friends anymore? I couldn't think of a single day without seeing you Rob, and what if you didn't like me back? I would have been devastated if that was true. What if mmf -

Wally is unexpectedly cut off at the feel of rose-colored lips on his and that same intoxicating feeling comes back. This time however is even more powerful. He lets the kiss continue not wanting to let go until he feels his lungs demand release. Gasping, Wally breaks away; getting thanks from his lungs but his lips is aching to capture those lips inches from him again.

"Is that real enough for you?" asks the also gasping boy beneath him. Robin's sunglasses were beginning to fall off his face and Wally out of curiosity gently takes the blackened shades off then looks down, giving the young boy a grin. "Pretty much sums it up for me thanks wonder boy."

"Oh, shut up." Robin retorts playfully shoving Wally off of him. Robin feels a bit better about the situation, bursting out in laughter as Wally lost his balance like a cartoon character after he had shoved him, with his arms circling to the sides, eyes big knowing it was no use, and he lands on the bed with a groan. A chuckle emulating from the speedster's mouth growing into a fit of laughter that Robin is glad to join in. Once laughter dies down, and they both lay on the bed together, staring up at the ceiling. Robin still has an aching question that wants to crawl out of his mouth.

"Walls?" he asks, tugging on his sweater sleeve.

"Mm?"

"So what does this make us?" Robin dared to ask. He watches as Wally gets up, looking at him in the eye and says, "What do you want it to be? We both already confessed that we like each other, but I would really like to get a chance to go out on a date and if it ends well then maybe," this time Wally suddenly gets shy, tugging on his shirt, "Maybe we could be boyfriends -Ow! What this for?" Wally asks startled that Robin had out of nowhere hugged him around the neck.

"Finally, yes Wally West I'll go on a date with you," Robin says out of complete joy and Wally rolls his eyes, "Hey I didn't even ask you out yet."

"Doesn't matter I beat you to the punch" Robin states, and let go of the speedster, placing his lips on Wally's. The speedster however didn't give in that easily. He breaks them apart and says seriously, "Dude, let me be a gentleman and ask you."

Robin lets him go, and sits back, waiting for the question, but it doesn't come for Wally's face suddenly goes crimson and the top of his ears grow pink, "I don't think that's possible" Robin muttered and Wally flips him off out of irritation at himself and at Robin's lack of patience.

"Nice Starter -"

"ROB!" Wally yells out like a child not getting what he wanted, biting his lip to show that he was really serious about this.

"Fine I'll quit." The acrobat says, putting his palms up to show that he would.

"Robin, I -"

"Stop you already messed up." Robin sighed out in mock exasperation, crossing his hands in front of his chest for good measure.

"Dude, how so," Wally pouts obviously getting annoyed with him. This makes him want to laugh, but resists the temptation and he says calmly,

"You called me Robin…" He watches as Wally's eyes go huge and he clears his throat, wondering if this is indeed a good idea.

"The name is Richard, Richard Grayson, but everyone calls me Dick. Nice to meet you Wally West." as he extends his arm out for Wally to shake but only chuckles at the reaction he gets of Wally's mouth, dropping at the realization that just sunk in.

I will try to be more quicker on updates. I hope this chapter was alright, please review and leave your thought. (might be able to update sooner if you do.)

With love and always stay asterous!

~Bodyinthegarden~