Author's notes: This chapter (and maybe the next few) is mostly going to be about Robin and raven at Wayne Manor. Don't worry, titan fans.. the others will come back into it soon.

Chapter 2: Jealous Tendencies

As they reached Gotham City, Robin instructed Raven on where to fly the ship. Raven watched in awe as they entered the batcave and landed the T-Ship in an empty hangar bay. She powered down the ship and opened up the pod that she was in. Realising that since she helped Robin get into the ship with her powers, she'd have to help him out of it. So she used her powers and a black shield covered Robin, his crutches, their bags, and herself as she levitated them all out of the ship and onto the platform below.

"Thanks," Robin said, as he found his crutches had levitated over to him.

-Intruder alert.. Intruder alert-

Raven's defences went up as she heard the female siren filled the cave. Robin smiled at her. It was the same reaction he'd seen on the faces of others that were chosen to visit the batcave. "It's alright, Raven," he reassured her.

Suddenly the alarm died down, as if someone had flicked a switch. "Welcome, Master Grayson!" An elderly voice echoed throughout the cave.

Robin's face lit up and he hobbled across the cave as fast as he could. Raven watched as her spikey-haired friend made it over to the elderly man dressed in a black suit. "Alfred!"

Raven watched on as she saw a whole other side of Robin. This Robin seemed so friendly, and at home. "How are you!?" Robin asked excitedly, hugging the elderly man.

"I am well, unlike you at the moment," The butler smiled, looking down at Robin's leg. "Oh we have missed you," Alfred replied, his deep English accent filled the cave. "The mansion has become so quiet since your departure."

Raven took this opportunity to check out her surroundings. She was surprised because she didn't think it was Robin's tastes to live in such a dank, dark batcave. It was more her thing. Raven's mouth dropped in awe at how cool the batcave looked. Bats hung from the cavern top, assorted bat-vehicles stationed around the outskirts of the cave, and opposite them in the hanger bay was a large computer screen and many electronic panels. Alfred had appeared to come in from behind the computer system, from a dark corridor. At the same time, she was listening to Alfred and Robin's conversations. "Hang on.. Did you say 'mansion'?" She asked, finding that they were definitely not standing within a mansion.

Robin and Alfred turned to face Raven. "Sorry, Raven," Robin apologised, realising that he'd forgotten his manners. "Alfred, this is Raven. Raven, this is Alfred." Raven walked over to the two and shook hands with Alfred.

"Nice to meet you," She said politely. "So did you say 'mansion'?" She repeated.

Alfred nodded. "This lair is actually below Wayne Manor."

Raven raised an eyebrow. "Wayne Manor?.. As in, Bruce Wayne?"

"Yes," A new voice replied behind her. Raven turned and saw a tall man, dressed in a dark green sweater and black pants, looking down on her. "You must be Raven," He said politely, extending his hand for her to shake.

Raven was taken back by the man before her. He looked to be pushing 40 years of age, but had the air of a man who emanated power and charisma. Raven took his hand and shook it, looking up at his dark brown eyes. "Bruce Wayne.." She replied, remembering seeing him on TV regularly (as he owned half of Gotham City). "Robin never mentioned you were actually Batman.." She said nervously.

Bruce smiled at her. "Good to see he's still good at keeping secrets. In the few times we've spoken, Robin has mentioned you."

Robin cleared his throat, trying to get Bruce's attentions.

Bruce Wayne looked over at his ex-sidekick and smiled. "Great to have you back, Dick," he said as he walked over to Robin. "You got taller I see," he said, then raised an eyebrow at Robin's spikey hairstyle. "What happened to your hair?"

Robin was practically fuming at the mention of his hair. "It's the style these days!" He groaned.

Bruce laughed and started walking down the dark corridor that Alfred had come into the cave from. "Let's go inside and have a proper greeting."

Alfred nodded, "I've cooked a fine meal," He explained. The elderly butler then turned to Raven. "Do you like roast beef, Miss Raven?"

Raven nodded and blushed at the formal greeting he'd used. "Yes." And with that, Alfred nodded then walked towards the dark corridor behind Bruce.

Raven glanced over at Robin. She still hadn't had time to properly study his face, now that it was uncovered. But she'd have two weeks to do that. Her stomach was grumbling, and there was one thing that she had to ask Robin. "You're name is 'Dick'?" She asked, with a hint of a giggle in her breath.

Robin glared over at her. "Yeah.. Something wrong with that?"

This time Raven couldn't stop the giggle, her voice amplified by the cave. "No.." She smirked and began walking off to follow Bruce and Alfred. Not hearing Robin following her, she looked over her shoulder as she said, "Are you coming, or do I have to levitate you everywhere?"

Robin groaned and hobbled across the batcave, following Raven. "It's good to be back," Robin said to himself, taking a look around the batcave. "But I wonder how long it'll feel like this.."

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Robin stared down at his meal, or what was left of it. Alfred wasn't kidding when he said he cooked a good meal. Robin had devoured his roast and vegetables so fast, he would have given Beast boy a run for his money.. if BB ate meat. Robin looked across the table, seeing Raven sitting opposite him. She was still finishing her meal, but seemed to be enjoying it also. Robin then looked to his right, "So, what's news in Gotham City?" Robin asked Bruce, who was sitting at the end of the table.

Bruce finished the food that was in his mouth, then wiped his lips with his fabric champagne-coloured napkin. "It hasn't changed much since you left," Bruce replied. "Wayne enterprises has expanded, with numerous-"

"I mean at night," Robin said, cutting him off. Bruce smirked at his young apprentice. Business always did bore Robin. "I'd offer to take you with me tonight to have a look for yourself, but.."

Robin had a vein pulsating on his forehead that was about to pop. "Funny.." He grumbled at being teased at with this weakness that was his broken leg.

Raven watched the interactions between the two of them. She didn't have any pre-conceptions on what Batman and Robin's relationship would be like, but she assumed they'd be just like a loving father-son relationship. But they seemed to be constantly butting heads, like brothers. "Do you patrol the city regularly, or do you receive alerts from the city?" She asked, curious if he lived off a system similar to the Titans (Which is 'lounge about until receiving an alert from the city').

"When I don't have any previous engagements, I usually patrol the city. However, I do receive signals from the city if they require my assistance.." He replied, taking a sip from his glass of red wine.

"Signals?" Raven asked. She didn't know what he meant.

Robin looked pissed off, as if he'd been outshone by the older man next to him, a common theme that seemed to plague Robin even when he was Batman's sidekick. "You've never heard of 'the bat signal'?" He asked.

Raven shook her head. Bruce placed his glass back down on the table. "Don't worry. If you're here for the next two weeks, you'll see it more than a few times," Bruce explained. The billionaire then stood from his seat. "If you'll excuse me, I have a fundraiser to attend to. As it's your first night here, I figured you would both prefer to tour the mansion and make yourselves at home."

Raven nodded at him. "Robin has told me you have a taste for Gothic art," She replied.

Bruce smiled. "Yes. Feel free to roam the mansion. Alfred can help you with any questions you might have. Now if you'll excuse me, I must get ready," He announced. Bruce then turned and left the room.

Robin sighed and leaned his head on his hand, his right elbow leaning on the dining table.

"What's the matter?" Raven asked, just as she finished her meal and placed her cutlery in her plate.

"It's nothing," Robin groaned. "Come on, let's go find you a room."

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Alfred had placed Raven's bags into the bedroom that was next to Robin's. Robin followed Raven to her bedroom and watched her smile in awe at the state of the room. She flew around, checking out the relics that sat on the mantelpiece above the fireplace. On the far end of the room was a large four-poster bed, with black bedding. Her bags had been placed at the foot of the bed. Robin hobbled over to her bed and sat down, lifting his plaster-cast leg up onto the bed to rest it. He watched Raven fly around the room. She was clearly enjoying her surroundings. "Don't get too comfortable," Robin teased, "We're only staying 2 weeks."

Raven smiled back at Robin. "This place is amazing," Raven stated, trying to not sound like a bumbling teenager.

Robin nodded. "It is.."

Raven flew back to the bed and sat on it, facing Robin. "But I guess I can start touring the mansion tomorrow," Raven explained. She was staring at Robin. It was making him nervous. She was looking at his eyes, it was obvious.

"Do you think I've kept you and the others at a distance because I've never taken my mask off?" Robin asked. It was a question that had plagued him for years, but the opportunity to ask it had just never come up.

Raven thought about it for a moment. "I think we have all been wearing masks through the years."

Robin raised an eyebrow at his friend's deep words. "What do you mean?"

Raven replied, "I mean, the rest of us may not have been wearing masks in the literal sense, but we all had our secrets. Don't you remember me keeping secret the fact that I was a portal for my demon father?"

"You have a point."

"So does this mean you're going to reveal your secret identity to the others when we get back?" Raven asked. She was still staring at his eyes. Finally seeing the deep blue eyes and black eyebrows of her best friend made a huge difference to his look. Wearing the mask was hardly doing him justice.

Robin rubbed his chin in thought. "I'm not sure. I guess I'll cross that bridge when I come to it."

Raven nodded. "Fair enough.. Dick," She smirked, saying his name.

Robin knew he'd copp flack for his name eventually. "Alright, I'm going to bed if you're going to be like that," he joked, getting off the bed and hobbled towards the door, pretending to be mad.

Robin could hear Raven giggling a he exited the room. "Goodnight, Robin!" She called out as he closed the door behind him.

"Good night!" Robin called through the door and headed towards his own room.

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Robin awoke, slowly registering that he wasn't in his room at Titan Tower. He sat up, groaning at the throbbing pain in his left leg. Having a cast running from his ankle to his upper thigh really restricted what Robin was able to do. He had to use his hands to lift his leg over the edge of the bed. He reached over and picked up his crutches that sat against the bedside table.

The 'walk' across the mansion to the kitchen was long and tiresome. Robin may have been fit, but the crutches were tiring out his arms and they were digging into his armpits. "Why couldn't I just be like Cyborg and have replacement parts?" Robin groaned to himself as he reached the door to the kitchen.

Robin pushed open the swing door and used the rubber base of his right crutch on the floor to hold the door open. Alfred was drying dishes while he listened to Raven's storytelling. Raven was sitting on a stool at the bench with a bowl of cereal in front of her. She was dressed in a pair of long grey trackpants and a black t-shirt, bought during her shopping spree with Starfire. "And that's when I told them I was created as a portal for my father, Trigon, to enter through and rule the world.."

Alfred brought his hand to his mouth, "My word, Miss Raven," The elderly gent exclaimed. "Then what happened?"

Robin felt bad for taking this time to interrupt the interesting story telling by Raven, but his good leg was getting sore from leaning on it and he really needed to sit. "And then Raven became the portal, Trigon tried to take over, but Raven stopped him."

Raven smiled at Robin. "No need to give me all the credit," she smirked.

"Well you were the one to stop him!" Robin replied, hobbling over to the bench and sitting on the stool next to Raven. With the cast reaching half-way up his thigh, he had to sit on an angle, with his left butt-cheek half off the seat. It had only been two days and already the cast was annoying him. Despite his annoyance, Robin smiled at Alfred, "Morning Alfred," he greeted.

"Morning, Master Dick," the butler greeted back as he turned to put a plate in its rightful place in the cupboard.

Raven looked at Robin through the corner of her eye, "Good morning, Raven..." She said, cue-ing him to greet her too.

Robin smiled at his forgetfulness. "God morning, Raven," he greeted. Robin then turned to Alfred, "Where's Bruce?"

Alfred replied, "Master Bruce got in only a few hours ago from the fundraiser. I expect he should be sleeping well into the afternoon.." Then Alfred changed the subject, "Have you taken a tour of the mansion yet, Miss Raven?"

Raven shook her head as she finished the toast that was in her mouth. "No, I haven't. But I figure I have 2 weeks to have a look around.." she replied.

Robin smiled. Raven always did have great logic. If he'd taken BeastBoy or Cyborg to the mansion, they'd be running around by now trying to see everything at once! "How about we check out Gotham City today?" Robin asked Raven. "I haven't been here for a few years, but I know you'll love this city!"

Raven smiled at her friend. "Sounds good," she replied.

This time Alfred took his turn to talk, "I'll have the car ready in an hour."

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Robin sat on the large, dark brown, leather couch in the living room. He stared at the open fire. Alfred had driven them around Gotham City and they'd shown Raven the sights. However, Robin spent half the day pissed off because the crutches had dug into his underarms and bruised the palms of his hands when they decided to walk around the city. Robin, never one to give up, walked for hours around the city with Raven. Robin shot Raven death glares when she offered to push him in a wheelchair. Fortunately, Raven forced Robin to sit down every time they passed a cafe or whenever she wanted to stop and look at something.

Robin tried to push his fingers under the plaster to itch his leg. The only problem was, his fingers weren't long enough to get in far enough to itch his knee. Robin groaned in frustration.

"If you want," Raven said as she walked into the room, "I can go find a pool cue or something you can use to itch your leg?"

Robin watched as Raven walked in, holding a tray with two mugs on it. "Nah.. I'll be alright.." he replied as he watched Raven walk over towards the couch and place the tray on the coffee table in front of Robin. "What's that?" Robin asked.

"I got us some hot chocolate," Raven replied. She picked up the first mug and handed it to Robin. Robin took it and brought the mug close to his mouth, blowing on the hot liquid to cool it. Raven took the second mug and sat down on the cough next to Robin, also doing the same with her drink.

"You know, Alfred could have gotten the hot chocolates for you," Robin explained.

Raven shrugged. "I know, but I feel bad coz he's elderly and all. Don't you feel wierd having a butler?"

Robin shrugged back. "It was wierd at first, and I didn't let him wash or cook for me in the beginning. But after a while you get used to it."

"Alfred told me he was a butler at Buckingham palace," Raven explained.

Robin nodded but his reply was cut off by a voice on the far side of the room. "He was, but then my grandfather paid him more than what he was getting at Buckingham Palace."

Robin and Raven turned to see Bruce Wayne standing in the doorway. He was dressed in a black shirt, with matching black dress pants. A red rose was tucked into his left chest-pocket.

"Going out again?" Robin asked, almost sounding like a disapproving parent.

Bruce smirked at Robin's comment. "I'll invite both of you to join me at the next fundraiser, I promise," Bruce explained. "But tonight I have a date. You remember Chase Meridian..?"

Robin nodded. "Yeah. She coming here?"

Bruce nodded. "She'll be here shortly for drinks. Don't worry, we'll be in the drawing room so we don't disturb you two," Bruce explained, smirking at Robin.

Robin and Raven's faces went bright red. Bruce was insinuating that Robin and Raven would hook up. Raven cleared her throat. "Question," Raven said, raising her hand. "If you and.. Dick..," She said, raising an eyebrow at the mention of Robin's name, "..Use aliases, does that mean I need another name too?"

Bruce wrapped his left arm around his own waist, and rubbed his chin with his right hand. "I never thought of that. I guess you could make up a name if you want," Bruce replied.

Robin smiled at Raven as he got an idea. "You look like a Rachel," the spikey-haired teen commented.

Raven blushed at the comment. "Rachel.." She said, listening to the sound of it coming from her own lips. "Sounds pretty good.. Thanks, Robin – I mean, Dick.." Raven blushed.

Robin figured he better put Raven out of her misery and said, "My real name's 'Richard'." Robin explained.

The sounds of someone clearing their throat came from behind Bruce. Bruce turned around to see Alfred standing behind him. "Miss Meridian has arrived," Alfred announced.

Bruce smiled as Chase walked into the room, smiling as she walked up to Bruce and planted a kiss on his lips. "It's good to see you again, Bruce," She greeted. She flicked her long golden hair out of her face and it seemed to mesmerise Bruce as her locks found their place again on her shoulders.

"Good to see you too, Chase," Bruce smiled back. "I'm glad your job brought you back to Gotham City."

Robin and Raven watched the exchange between his mentor and former girlfriend. Robin watched as the two seemed to rekindle their long lost romance. Robin cleared his throat when he realised Bruce and Chase were in a daze. Raven seemed oblivious to the whole thing. How was she to know that four years ago, Chase found out that Bruce was batman, kidnapped by two-face, rescued by Batman (and Robin), and then dated Bruce for a year until her job forced her to move to Metropolis.

The clearing of Robin's throat knocked the two lovebirds out of their stupor. "Oh, I'm sorry," Bruce said, turning to face Robin and Raven. "Chase, you remember Dick Grayson," He said.

Chase smiled and nodded her head at Robin. "Good to see you again," she said sweetly. "And who's your girlfriend?"

Robin almost gagged in shock at Chase's accusation. His bright blue eyes nearly popped out of his head. Bruce laughed. "Remember when I told you how Dick moved to Jump City? Rachel is a teammate of his," Bruce explained, using Raven's new alias.

Chase smiled. "Ooooh," realising her mistake. "Well, it was very nice to meet you, Rachel."

Raven nodded back and replied, "Nice to meet you too."

Having enough with the pleasantries, Bruce put an arm around Chase's waist and led her out of the room. Robin and Raven could hear Chase's very obvious, "They look cute together," as she walked out of the room.

Robin turned to Raven, they were both blushing at each other. Raven looked at the fire, then back at Robin, trying to keep her emotions in check before she accidentally blew something up. "I'm guessing you never had any girls come over?"

Robin shook his head. "Bruce has always been the ladies man.."

Raven wasn't sure of what to make of what Robin was saying or why he was acting the way he did. This was a different Robin from the confident and bossy Robin she was used to. This Robin came across as jealous of Bruce and moodier than usual. She figured that since she already had him talking, she might as well ask him now. "Even though this was your home, you don't seem so happy to be back.."

Robin nodded, but also felt bad that he came across that way. "Truthfully, I am glad to be back.. But it also reminded me of the reasons why I left four years ago.." Robin looked to the fire. The reflection of the flames danced in his blue eyes, and Raven watched them intensely. "We butt heads a lot, kind of like how a father and son normally would, but when the two of us fought crime, we really got along... most of the time. But with this stupid leg.. I can't relive the glory days by going out and fighting with him."

Raven nodded. Robin was a complex guy. This complexity was what drew them together. Raven looked at the fire, as if to see what Robin found so fascinating about it. Raven hated fire, as it reminded her of her father and his firey home. "Thanks.." Robin said, still looking at the fire. Raven returned her gaze to Robin's eyes. They were sad, but still looking at the fire. "For listening.."

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Raven stood on the roof's edge of the Gotham art museum, staring down at the gothic city. She'd decided to sneak out when Robin went to bed and see the city at night. He was already sad that he couldn't go out and fight crime with the cast on his leg, so she didn't want to tell him she was going on a night time tour of the city – in her usual Titans costume.. just in case. It was past 1am, and as far as Raven was concerned, Bruce was still out on his date too. She stood next to a large concrete gargoyle who had one eye bigger than the other. She was mesmerised by the large gothic statues planted throughout the city. Her favourite so far was the large statue of a man with his arm outstretched, holding up the Gotham bridge. "Why hadn't anyone told me this place was so beautiful.." Raven mumbled to herself in awe.

"I guess Robin didn't want you to move away from Jump City," A familiar distorted voice said behind Raven. She turned around to see the last person she expected to see. "And from him.." Said Red X.

"How did you.." She began, taking a step back from the Titan enemy, but her own shock made her forget the dangerously high ledge behind her and she fell. The high pitched shrill of Raven's scream filled the air.

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Robin awoke to the sounds of yelling. It took a few moments for Robin to awaken properly. He could hear the yelling more clearly now. It was Bruce yelling for Raven. Now that caught Robin's attention. One, Bruce didn't yell at home unless something was wrong, and two, why would he be calling Raven with such urgency. Robin reached over for his crutches and got out of bed as fast as a full-legged cast would allow him. He opened his bedroom door and saw Bruce running down the hallway to Raven's room. Bruce was holding a newspaper as he entered Raven's room. "Raven!" Bruce called out, walking out of her room. "Where are you!?"

Robin hobbled out into the hallway. "What's wrong?"

Bruce didn't reply, but showed Robin the front page of the newspaper that arrived that morning. It was a picture of Raven in the arms of a familiar enemy, and she was smiling! "Red X!" Robin exclaimed. "What the hell!?"

Bruce watched in surprise as his apprentice ripped the paper from his hands to get a closer look at the picture. "You know this guy? Is he good or bad? And what's Raven doing with him?" Bruce asked.

Robin stared at the picture, ignoring Bruce's question for the moment. What he saw made his blood boil. It showed Raven and Red X standing in the middle of a crowded street. People stood all around them, admiring them, with a few people holding up their mobile phones to take photos. Red X had his arm around Raven's waist. Raven was looking up at Red X with drunken eyes and a big flirtatious smile on her face. "This isn't like Raven," Robin said to himself. 'Especially not with me,' he thought. He'd never seen Raven look at someone with such a loving smile and half-lidded eyes. Even when she and Starfire oogled over Aqualad she didn't look like that. Robin couldn't stop staring at the paper. He let Red X go last year and now look what happened. Red X was a mystery to Robin. The combat skills and tactics of Red X were almost identical to Robin's, and it drove him nuts. And now, Raven was in the arms of Robin's evil-twin, so to say. "If I didn't let him go, this would never have happened!" Robin growled as he crumpled up the paper and threw it across the hall.

Bruce watched the crumpled newspaper fly down the staircase that he had just ran up while looking for Raven. "Richard.. what aren't you telling me?" Bruce asked, suspicious and also worried about Robin's actions.

If Robin had the use of both his legs, he would have stormed off to go find Raven on his own. However, such an escape wasn't possible. "Let's just say that he's a handful," Robin replied and then went to explain to Bruce the whole story.

As Robin was telling the story, Alfred walked up the large marble staircase, holding the crumpled newspaper, and stepped into the hallway the duo were standing in. He also listened to Robin's story. After Robin was finished, Alfred but in, "Miss Raven is in the drawing room.. sleeping.."

Bruce ran down to the drawing room, leaving Robin behind to hobble slowly down the stairs with Alfred's help. Robin was pissed off. First he was pissed off that Bruce had left him behind to go see Robin's best friend and secondly, Robin was practically boiling over the juicy picture spread all over the front page! Not to mention the headline on the front page! 'New Hero Saves Damsel From Grizzly Fall'. Robin didn't like that headline. 'That doesn't sound right. Raven can fly..' Robin tried to play out all kinds of scenarios in his head, but none of them could explain why Robin would be in Red X's arms.. And smiling none the less! 'And since when has he started to act like a frick'n hero!' After a few minutes, Robin finally made it to the drawing room, with Alfred holding the door open. Robin half expected Bruce to be grilling Raven with questions when he got there, but surprisingly, Bruce was waiting in the drawing room, standing in front of the couch that Raven was sleeping on. Robin made his way into the room and to the offending couch. Raven was in her titans uniform, using her cape as a blanket. She had a faint smile on her face as she slept. It was the first time Robin had watched her sleep. She normally never let anyone into her room, so times like this when Raven was placid and showed her innocence was a new experience to the boy wonder. Robin looked up at his mentor. Bruce was still looking at Raven. "I decided to wait until you got here, because you know more about this Red X, and because Raven is your friend."

Robin nodded. Bruce was right. Robin needed to be there when they grill her about the newspaper cover. Robin bent down and placed his hand on Raven's shoulder. He shook her lightly, calling her name. "Raven.. Raven, wake up.."

The faint smile on Raven's face grew into a grin as she slowly awoke. She was definitely in a good mood. 'This is not like the Raven I know..' Raven's violet eyes opened and stared up at Robin. "Boy Blunder!" Raven squealed as she reached up and hugged Robin. The weight of her arms around his neck, pulling him down, forced Robin to land on the couch next to her. His erect leg hit the coffee table as the rest of him landed on the couch.

Robin yelped in pain as his cast hit the table, and Bruce ran to his aid. Bruce grabbed Robin's leg and helped the young man put his leg on top of the footstool that sat next to the couch. Raven seemed oblivious to Robin's pain as she continued to hug him. "Good morning, Richard!" Raven greeted cheerily, continuing to hug her friend. It was the most affectionate that Raven had ever been.. ever! Robin managed to wrench Raven's arms free of his neck. Raven came across a drugged.. or something.

"Are you okay, Raven?" Robin asked.

Raven nodded and rested her legs on top of Robin's lap, now that he'd taken up her couch space. "I'm better than fine! I had such a fantastic night!"

Bruce watched the odd interactions between Robin and Raven. "Yeah.. We noticed," he commented. Alfred handed Bruce the crumpled up newspaper that Robin had previously thrown. Bruce flattened it back out and showed Raven the front page. When she saw it, she practically drooled over the picture. The three men noticed the lamp on the small stand next to Alfred suddenly become engulfed in black energy.

Raven's eyes lit up at the sight of the paper. Her excitement caused the lamp next to Alfred to explode. The poor old man was forced to run across the room to escape the mini blast. "Oh! Red X!" Raven squealed as she leaped for the picture, not even noticing the exploding lamp. Bruce moved the newspaper out of Raven's path and she was left standing next to Bruce with a frown on her face. "But he's so pretty..." She complained, being left without the picture.

Robin couldn't really do more than sit on the couch, and brace for the impact of the exploding lamp with his arms. He couldn't move away since his crutches went flying when Raven latched her arms around his neck. "What happened last night, Raven!?" Robin spat out at her. He was pissed off at seeing Raven oogle over Red X and he knew these actions were nothing like Raven. Raven would never let her powers get the better of her.

Raven smiled sweetly at Bruce and Robin. "Last night, I went out to check out the city. Red X surprised me and I fell off the building. Red X saved me and then there was this pink shiny stuff.. He's such a gentleman, don't you think?" Raven smiled lovingly.

Robin stood up off the couch, leaning only on his right leg. "No.. I don't.." Robin crossed his arms. "He's the enemy!"

"You're just jealous!" Raven said angrily. "You can't handle that he likes me and saved me from falling off a building!"

Robin was about to answer back with a snide comment, and Bruce knew Robin well enough to see it coming. He held out his hand out defensively at Robin. "Back off," he warned. "Raven, come with me to the batcave," Bruce ordered. Raven sighed and followed Bruce out of the room with a bounce in her step and a humming tune on her lips.

Alfred, dusting the lamp shards off his suit, walked back towards Robin to pick up the young man's crutches. "I can understand your frustration, Master Grayson," Alfred began, handing Robin his crutches. "But I do believe Master Bruce has an idea of why Miss Raven is acting the way she is."

Robin was hating this. He hated being human. He absolutely HATED this stupid plaster cast on his leg. Why couldn't he have healing powers? Why couldn't Raven just find a healing spell for him anyway? She had so many books in her room, didn't she have healing spells anywhere? Then again, no one in their team had ever been injured enough to need strong healing spells. Moving around the mansion on crutches all morning made Robin's leg throb. In all the excitement that morning, he'd forgotten to take his pain medication. "Not far now, Master Grayson," Alfred commented, walking by Robin's side.

"Who decided to put the batcave on the far side of the house, anyway?" Robin grumbled.

After a few minutes, Robin made it to the batcave. When he got there, he saw Bruce and Raven sitting at the large plasma screen, that had a panel of buttons and mini-screens below it. Bruce appeared to be drawing blood from Raven. "Hey!" Robin called out. "What are you doing to Raven?"

"Easy up," Bruce said calmly. "I'm just taking a sample. It's quite obvious that she' been drugged."

Author's notes: thanks for reading! lemme know whatcha think!

so far this story is just about Robin's life.. totally random for now.. next chapter next week!