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This place needed some form of artwork, Naruto thought to herself as she walked into the entrance of Mount Justice. The whole place lacked any warmth. There was no laughter or joy in this place. There was nothing about this mountain which made it feel like home. How the hell could Superboy and Miss Martian feel happy if there was no warmth in this place? Kami, she had barely been here for a minute and already she wanted to leave this place.

"Hey Kitsune, why are you here?" Miss Martian asked when Naruto entered the kitchen with her hands in her . The green-skinned girl smiled at her as she mixed the contents in her bowl. Judging from the looks of the mixture, Naruto could guess the Martian was trying to bake. The young female stopped mixing, tilted her head and beamed at her. "Are we going to do a mission today?"

Naruto grinned behind her mask and shook her head. "Sorry Miss Martian but I don't know if you guys will have a mission today. It isn't my duty to give you guys missions, that honor unfortunately belongs to Batman."

The female alien frowned at her response however, Miss Martian's frown only lasted a second before being replaced with a smile. "Then what brings you here Kitsune? Superboy and me don't get any visitors except for the members of the Team but, they are only here for ten minutes to ask Red Tornado about missions."

I never thought I would need to force kids to bond together, Naruto thought, flickering her eyes towards Miss Martian's amber eyes which shone with curiosity. It was time every single member of this team acted like family because no way was she allowing them just to communicate during missions. The members of the Justice League didn't know it but teammates could become a part of the family you never had.

Despite what most of the people in the village thought, Team Seven did have a bond stronger than most teams. There were days where Naruto had no one to rely on except her teammates and sensei. Naruto could vividly recall the days where Kakashi would randomly come into her apartment, telling her he was in the neighbourhood. The two of them knew her sensei came to check on her since Naruto knew damn well Kakashi lived in the other side of the village.

"I came to check on you and Superboy," she admitted to the teen as she took a seat on the stool. "I know it isn't easy for you to be far away from home. I know both Batman and Red Tornado aren't the most welcoming people or even the most understanding when it comes to moving to a new country or to a new world in your situation. I thought you guys might want a friendly ear."

"You're not from America, Kitsune?" Miss Martian asked. "I always thought you were from America since your first appearance was in this country."

Naruto shook her head and picked up the apple from the fruit bowl. She twirled the apple around the top of her finger before glancing at the pretty girl. When she started this business, she had already been in this country for three years now. In fact, Naruto wouldn't have become a Superhero if it weren't for the fact her son and his daycare center had been endanger from Mr Freeze.

No one formed the kids and get away with it.

"No, I'm from a country which is very near Japan," Naruto answered, putting the apple down. "I came to America when I was eighteen with a toddler on my back, and I didn't even start doing any superhero work until Yuuki was three years old."

Miss Martian frowned. "If you don't mind me asking Kitsune but why did you leave your home?"

"It is a long and complicated story kid," Naruto answered. "If you are still curious by the end of the day then I will try to give you an easy version to understand. Now tell me where is Superboy? I need to have a long and good talk about the extent of his powers."

"He's probably in his room," Miss Martian paused, flickered her eyes towards the hall, before dropping her voice into a whisper. "Kitsune, will Superman come and visit Superboy? I think it will make him really happy if Superman come and visit him."

At least someone was trying to take action about their teammate, Naruto thought to herself as she rubbed the sides of her head. If it had been Sasuke, she would have left them alone and tried to wait it out before doing anything about his issues. Perhaps the lack of communication between them had resulted him leaving their team alone. If she asked him about who he wanted to kill then would she have been able to show him they had the whole team behind him? No, there was no point of thinking about regrets.

The least she could be was grateful he came back to her.

"Superman is being a big baby when it comes to dealing with Superboy," Naruto informed the girl, who kept her eyes fixed on the bowl. "I am not going to lie to you Miss Martian but if he doesn't come around soon, I will drag him here to see Superboy. I can't do anything like that until a month has passed. Now let me see I can cheer him up from the pain Superman is giving him."

Miss Martian grinned at her response and placed the bowl on the table. Taking a deep breath, the green-skinned girl gestured for her to follow her to Superboy's room. As they walked through the corridor, Naruto couldn't help but notice the bounce in the girl's step. Normally the blonde would dismiss it as the girl being happy but Naruto didn't miss the way the alien's eyes lit up at the mention of Superboy. She knew from her own experience the girl was in the first stages of having a crush.

It never ended well when a teammate has a crush on another teammate.

They stopped walking when they reached the end of the corridor. Giving her a small wave, Miss Martian left her alone in front of the door. How was she going to talk to the boy about his issues? If he was like Superman, he would be willing to talk about his problems. Even if the boy didn't want to talk about his problems then it was fine. She knew better than anyone not to force anyone to talk about their issues.

Shaking her head, Naruto knocked on the door. Once she was done talking to Superboy, she better start heading towards Gotham Gazette to switch with her clone. She honestly didn't want to lose her internship with the newspaper because her clone decided not to do some work. She took a deep breath and tapped her foot as she continued to wait for Superboy to open the door.

The young woman relaxed her shoulders when Superboy opened the door. She blinked her eyes when she realized the boy was sleeping in a room which couldn't be bigger than her closet. Why did he pick this room of all places? Did he not realize there were bigger rooms across the hall? No, there must be a good reason for the boy to pick this room. There better be a good reason or else she would force the boy to pick a bigger room.

"What do you want?" Superboy asked, taking a step out of his room.

"I want to have a talk with you," Naruto answered with a small frown on her face. He raised his eyebrow at her but the blue-eyed woman sighed. This one didn't have much trust, she thought to herself as she stared into his blue eyes. It was understandable because Naruto would be the same if she went through what he went through. "Batman didn't send me here to have a talk with you."

"Did Superman come here with you?" He questioned her with eyes that just told her how much he wanted the Kryptonian to be here. How the hell could Superman ignore someone who needed his help? Even though Superboy wasn't conceived the natural way; it doesn't mean he didn't have the right to have his rights to be denied. It was obvious to see Superboy wanted Superman's acknowledgment.

"No," Naruto answered with a small frown on her face. "I don't think he will be coming here for the next couple of days. I'm not going to tell you that he is going to come here soon because I don't want to give you false hopes. Superman is having a hard time accepting the fact you are here and while I don't find it acceptable, Batman made me promise not to force Superman come here until a month has passed."

Superboy scowled, twisted his body away from her and took a step away from her. Maybe she should mention to him that if it affected the whole team then she would be allowed to bring Clark here. It wasn't like Batman forbid her from telling Superboy. Then again, Naruto wanted to do it when the teamwork was truly affected by it. She didn't want her words to be turned against her. Honestly everything would be easier if Superman just accepted the fact he had teenager to worry about and trained.

"If that's why you are here then you can leave."

"I didn't come here to talk about the asshole," Naruto informed him. "I came here to talk to you about your identity here. Batman gave me an overview about the members of the team but I lacked information when it comes to you. I don't know what the hell you can do, I don't know your name or even your likes and dislikes. I also want you to know if you want someone to talk to then I am always willing to listen to you, especially if you want to yell about your anger against the stupidity that is Superman."

"Superman isn't stupid."

He is if he can't see you for who you are, Naruto thought to herself as they walked into the living room. Was it better never knowing who your father or to know your father abandoned you? Those were questions she would always wonder whenever she heard the stories of her fellow orphans, single mothers and even with her own experience. Some would say never knowing who your father was better because they could build a picture of them in their head but, Naruto never believed it until she saw Superboy. Would it have been better for him to never know he was Superman's clone? The boy would be a lot happier if he never knew the truth.

Then again secrets could only last so long.

"Superman doesn't know what it is truly like not to have family," Naruto said to Superboy as the two of them took a seat on the couch. Superboy frowned at her and the blond gave him a smile before fiddling her hands together as she tried to express her reasons to him. "You know he is lucky to have been adopted by a loving family because he was able to experience things some orphans never have the chance to experience. Kids like you and me? We dream of having a family. We dream of having someone to accept us for who we are. I am not saying Superman is stupid because of his lack of intelligence. Superman is a hell lot smarter then me. He is dumb because he doesn't truly understand you."

"And you do? What do you understand about me?"

"I don't understand you as well as I would like but I do know stuff. I know you are kid who is angry and hurt that his parent refuses to acknowledge him," Naruto said sharply. "Yuuki's father had the same problem too except maybe a little bit worse since when his father does acknowledge him, he will be compared to his brother. I know you are teenager who has been through hell. I also know from Batman that until just recently, you have never seen the outside world. To be honest, you are child stuck in a teenager's body. You are someone who needs to understand who he is in this world."

"I know who I am! I am Superman's…"

"You are not his clone, you are your own person," he opened his mouth to argue with her but the kunoichi held her hand up. "Listen to me Superboy, you may have been created from Superman's DNA but it doesn't mean you are exactly like him. You are your own person and despite what those bastards in Cadmus told you, you can be your own hero. It is great you want to be Superman but tell me what do you want?"

"What I want?" Superboy asked.

Naruto nodded. "Ever since you came here, all people ever talked about was what they think is best for you or are doing things that they think you will prefer. Cadmus may have created you but they never gave you the choice of free will did they? In fact you wouldn't have gotten out if it weren't for Robin and the others. You live here because you have no other choice. Other than that, what do you want to do with yourself? Besides becoming a hero, have you thought of anything else?"

"No."

Of course not, she thought to herself as she stared at the confused teen. What had this boy seen? He might look like a sixteen year old but Superboy was still a child at heart. In fact he was a child when she thought about it. The boy had been alive for a couple of weeks now. If she really thought about it, Superboy was younger than her son when it came to timeline. At least Superman didn't have to think about the diaper change or deal with a baby's crying.

"I hope you will consider what I say to you because Superboy I want you to know that you always have a choice," Naruto informed him, standing up from her seat. "Now I will be back in a couple of hours to deal with everyone's training. Make sure you eat healthy and for the love of God, smile Superboy!"

"Why do you care so much?" Superboy asked. "I am no one to you."

"You are going to be one of my precious people, Superboy and I protect my precious people," Naruto answered, slipping her hands into her pocket. "And I care because you remind me of someone I used to know. Just like you, this person had no idea who they were. They questioned themselves, wondering why the hell were they born. If it weren't for that person, they wouldn't have found the path that lead to the answers they wanted. I want to be able to give you the answers you want and give you the things you deserve to have."

"You're not like the others are you?"

"Most of the members of the Justice League never had to question themselves about their existence, did they? None of them have to wonder what their real name was right?" Superboy blinked his eyes at her words and Naruto just smiled ruefully at him. "Surprised kid? I have also my own story to tell. Now if you excuse me, I better go back to work before my clone does something stupid. Oh yeah, I will probably be back tomorrow morning to start on everyone's training."

With those words, she left him alone to ponder over what she had to say to him. It may be a long time before Superboy realized what he wanted in life but when he decided on what he wanted to do then Naruto would support him.

"What are you watching, kiddo?" Naruto asked her son as she took a seat beside him. Her son put his finger on his mouth before looking back at the television, which was talking about Wayne's enterprise. She tilted her head as the television talked about the latest technological advances done by the company. Oh now she understood why her son was so interested in the T.V. She glanced at the shelf, where her son's first circuit board was created.

It had been nearly a year since Yuuki created that piece of circuit board and Naruto didn't know where he got this love of technology from. Naruto had no interest in these type of things while Sasuke would probably have no idea how to create them. She sighed and grimaced as she remembered the last talk she had with her son's teacher. The woman suggested her son should skip two grades, just because he was advanced for his age.

She didn't want her son to become another Itachi.

"I don't understand how Wayne Technology is owned by him," her son said, pointing at the image of Bruce Wayne. "He doesn't seem all that smart so why does he get to look at all that cool technology."

I need to teach my son how to read people, Naruto thought to herself, ruffling her son's hair. She knew very well what people thought of Bruce Wayne. The man was portrayed by the media as a notorious playboy who didn't know what to do with his money. There were many incidents in parties and charity events where the man caused a scene or said something stupid. To be honest, if she hadn't paid close attention to the pain and the calculating look in his blue eyes then she would also believe the media.

No, Bruce Wayne wore the playboy mask so well that even she would be fooled by him.

"And you think you should own it?" Naruto asked, pulling her son into her lap. Yuuki nodded his head before leaning his head against her chest, letting her to accept the warmth of his presence. Her son wanted to own a technology company which had to be furthest thing from her own dream. Before Naruto dreamt of becoming Hokage, she dreamt of becoming a part of the circus. She could remember a time when she even dreamt of working in a ramen stall, only to realize that it wouldn't give her the money and respect she wanted.

She sighed, run her hand through her son's hair and stared at the image of Bruce Wayne, who had a smile plastered on his face. The man on the television was truly a fake yet everyone in her work believed this man was truly a carefree man. She glanced down at her son and felt her heart clenched as she remembered the nights where Sasuke would be willing to talk about his family. Her best friend never recovered from the loss of his parents and could never force himself to act carefree.

What do you know about my pain, Naruto? You never had to watch your family die right in front of your eyes.

"Mummy, are you ok?" Her son asked, staring up at her with concern shining through his eyes. He placed his small hands around her cheeks, wiping away the tears flowing down her cheek. She swallowed down the lump formed in her throat and nodded her head. No way could she tell Yuuki about what his father went through. There was no way she could understand or even hope to understand what her best friend went through. Naruto felt her body shake as the image of her son's corpse flashed through her mind. She did not want to understand her lover's pain.

"You know you're my whole world right?" Naruto asked her son, placing her head on top of her son's head. "If you asked me to stop being Kitsune then you know I will do it in a heartbeat because no matter what, you will come first."

"I might wish for you to spend more time with me but I don't want Mummy to stop being Kitsune," her son whispered, twisting his head to look at her. He had a bright smile on his face. "Cuz the world needs Mummy and I am proud that Mummy saves the world."

You say this now but what if one day you think I abandoned you because of a job? Naruto thought as Yuuki turned his attention to the television, which was now talking about the conflict between North and South Rhelasia. She never wanted her son to feel like she loved her jobs more than him. She didn't want him to end up with issues like Sasuke or her. Naruto wanted her son to become better than Sasuke and her.

"I just want you to know that you just say the word and I will stop," she promised him. "Because you will always come first."

Because no matter what Batman thought, Naruto would always put her kid first. The world may be important but Yuuki was her blood. If anything were to happen to her son then Naruto would hunt the person who hurt her kid and make them pay. She glanced down at her son's blue eyes. She would make sure no one would ever try to get her kid. She would murder anyone who would even dare to think of experimenting on her son. She would not allow her son to become like Superboy.

Her son smiled brightly at her before glancing at the picture of her old team. Naruto felt her heart clenched when she saw the longing in her son's eyes as he stared at the image of Sasuke. Not for the first time in her life did Naruto blame herself for the lack of father figure in her son's life. If she held back on Sasuke then would he survive? Would everything be fine? Because no matter what her son say to her, Naruto knew she could never really be the father her son wanted.

"Mummy, why did Daddy leave us?" Yuuki whispered with his eyes still fixed on the photo. "You said he left us to be with god but why did he leave? Weren't you enough for him? Wasn't…"

Naruto took in a deep breath. "Your Daddy didn't leave us because he wanted too, Yuuki. He left us because he was a man filled with so much pain and guilt. Your Daddy left us because god thought that to help your father through his pain that he needed to be there with him."

Yuuki thinned his lips at her response but didn't call her out of her lie. Was it wrong for her to lie to her son? Naruto thought, staring at the image of Bruce Wayne holding his ward's shoulder. Should she tell Yuuki the truth? But she didn't want him to look at Sasuke and her differently. She didn't want him to learn the truth about the Uchiha clan just yet. It was times like these where she wished she had either Sakura, Hinata or even Shikamaru to deal with this. They would have been able to tell her whether or not she was doing the right thing to her kid.

Though she had no doubt that Sakura would feel betrayed by her. Her teammate had been in love with Sasuke since they were kids and not once did Sasuke acknowledge Sakura's feelings. She thinned her lips at this thought. Had it been okay for her to be in a relationship with Sasuke when her teammate clearly had strong feelings for him? She run her hand through Yuuki's spiky hair as she remembered the tears her teammate spilled when Sasuke deflected to Otogakure.

Even though it had been years since Sasuke's death, Naruto couldn't help but feel guilty for taking away Sakura's chance of being with Sasuke. Yet, she didn't feel any regret for doing it because it gave her Yuuki.

"Mummy, can you tell me a story about Team Seven? I really want to hear our Daddy saved you."

She could never regret her relationship with Sasuke because it gave her this small angel.

Dick couldn't stop himself from staring at Kitsune as she walked out of the Zeta-tubes with her hands in her pockets. From the moment he met Kitsune, Dick couldn't help but admired her. Out of everyone in the Justice League, Kitsune was not only the most youngest member in the group but also the most mysterious woman. Not even Bruce knew who she was and Bruce knew everything. His guardian didn't even know that Kitsune had a son.

How the hell could someone hide something like that from Bruce? Though he couldn't blame his guardian for not considering the idea that Kitsune had a child. Kitsune was just so free, relax and utterly terrifying when she wanted to be. It was for these reasons Dick found it hard to believe she was a mother. It almost made him wonder what kind of man had been able to get the woman to settle down for a bit or could even handle the woman.

"You didn't bring your son with you, Kitsune? Not that I am not glad he isn't here because well I don't think you will be able to train us with your kid standing there with you," Kid Flash said, snapping him out of his train of thought. Dick curled his lips into a smile when he saw Kitsune's shoulder twitched at his comment. "I mean you probably wouldn't be able to handle my moves with the kid around."

"Yuuki is in a science program that he signed up for school," Kitsune explained with a tone of fondness. "And kiddo, you probably should be upset that I didn't let Yuuki come in because my kid could do the training exercise I planned for you guys in one hour. Besides, I have seen your moves Wally and if you want to tap any woman's ass then you better try harder."

"Kitsune!" Dick laughed at Wally's indignation while Megan just giggled at Kitsune's words. "I thought you liked it."

"I found them terrible, I never said I liked them," Kitsune corrected, looking up at Wally. "Besides you shouldn't be flirting with a woman that is eight years your senior or who has a kid waiting for them. One day that mouth of yours will get you into trouble with a female who might just break your bones for the innuendo."

"Isn't it that a little bit extreme, Kitsune?" Aqualad asked, drawing their attention to him. "I do not deny females are powerful but a small comment should not be enough to warrent the anger of female."

"Try telling that to my old teammate," Kitsune said, shaking her head at him. "Once the training exercise is over, I will tell you the story of how my adopted brother was stupid enough to insult my teammate and if we have time after that, I will tell you the story of what my godfather did to the leader of my home."

"Does it involve any broken bones, Kitsune?" Megan asked.

"My teacher nearly died because he dared to do something that no sane man should do," Kitsune answered with a tone laced in amusement. Dick could tell from the relax posture that the young woman had and from the slight sadness in her tone that she had been close to her teacher. "Of course I doubt the four of you will do it because none of you are idiots...right?"

Dick felt his whole body shudder as he felt something cold clinged to his body. For a brief moment, he thought he saw the corpses of the people around him. For just one second, he wanted to take out his boomerang and placed it on himself. Death would be better than this choking presence. If he died then he could escape from this cold, evil presence. Just as soon as he felt the presence, it was gone.

He let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding.

"W-What was that?" Kid Flash wheezed, gazing at Kitsune with wide eyes.

"Killer intention," Kitsune answered. "It isn't really a technique but it is really effective when you are trying to terrify people. If the killer intent is strong enough then it is possible for you to become paralysed in fear and if it is powerful enough, you will get the image of your own death."

"Are you going to teach us that technique?" Superboy asked.

"No," Kitsune answered. "My job is to teach you five on how to work as a team. My job isn't to teach you techniques that would either cause death or get me into trouble with the team. Besides, none of you have the potential just yet to do what I just did."

"You don't know unless you teach us," Superboy argued.

"I know because the five of you are still innocent to the world around of you. Sure the five of you are protegee to your mentor and I know at least two of you had seen death but it doesn't mean you could muster murderous intent," Kitsune informed him. "Intent like mine is build from wars, from years of letting anger and vengeance clouding judgement. I hope the five of you will never get to see because let me tell you now kids, things like that would give you a scar that will never properly heal. Scars like that are build from the loss of family and friends and I hope none of you will experience any of those things ever again."

Dick could feel the whole room becoming somber as they took in the news that Kitsune presented them with. He had seen his parents murdered so did it mean he had the potential of doing what Kitsune did? But then again, he hadn't felt his anger fester. It had been years since Zucco had been apprehended so maybe he could not do what Kitsune could do. He should ask Bruce about it.

"I don't want to make you kids feel upset at what I told you but if you don't want to be seen as sidekicks then it is time you know these type of things," Kitsune explained. "I am not the only person in this world who could produce a killer intent like that. There are villains out there that could produce this killer intent and I want you to understand how they came to be," she paused and quickly added, "though some of the villains who could do them are just plain old crazy and none of you are crazy."

Almost everyone cracked a smile at her words.

"Now let's talk about the fun training exercise I planned for you guys to do," Kitsune declared, putting her hands onto her hips. The way her voice was laced with excitement should have made Dick smiled but for some reason he could not help but shiver at her words. Something told him that it wouldn't be all that fun for them.

"Why do I have a feeling it isn't all that fun?" Wally asked.

"Cuz it isn't going to be all that fun for the five of you," Kitsune crackled. "If you ask Yuuki about what I plan for you guys to do, he will tell you that you need all the luck and energy you can get."

"If it's about speed then it's going to be easy."

"I knew I was forgetting something! Thank you for reminding me of your advantage, Kid Flash," Wally blinked his eyes and tilted his head at Kitsune, who slithered her way to them. For a just one minute, Dick had the idea that Wally was the poor prey which was going to be eaten by his predator. He had a terrible feeling that Kid Flash had just doomed them all.

The young woman pulled out a calligraphy brush from her pocket and Dick watched in fascination as a blue light glowed from the brush. He couldn't stop himself from inching closer to Kitsune, who was starting to write Japanese characters on Wally's costume. What the hell was happening? He knew Kitsune could do interesting things with her brush. Yet even now with it being done right in front of Dick's eyes, he still had no idea how she could make it work.

He frowned when he saw that Wally collapsed to the ground the moment Kitsune finished writing the final character.

"What did you just do, Kitsune?" Wally groaned, pushing himself up from the ground.

"I decided to give you extra-training," Kitsune answered. "I mean what's the point of it being a team-training exercise when you could easily do the exercise by yourself? Besides, you need to learn not to rely on your speed."

"That doesn't explain anything!" Kid Flash cried.

"I am giving you weight training, Flash Junior," Kid Flash bristled at Kitsune's nickname. "If we want this exercise to be successful then everyone here need to work together."

"How can I be of any help if you just slowed me down?"

"Do you or do you not have a brain? Think of another way to help until your body get used to the new gravity," Kitsune answered. "I gave you the lowest setting possible so there's nothing for you to complain about. It will take you at least an hour or two to get used to the new gravity setting."

"What's the maximum?"

"Probably twelve hours if you don't try to run," she replied, putting her hands together into a familiar hand sign. Why was she going to use clones? Dick wondered as a single shadow clone appeared right in front of them. The original Kitsune took off the headband around her arm and placed it on the clone's body. "Now let me get back to the topic at hand: team training. The five of you are going to try to chase after my beautiful clone here."

"Now I see why she did this to me," Kid Flash muttered. "But we still have Megan so things might still be fine."

"Did I mention that she isn't the only clone in this city?" Everyone groaned at her. "Your job is to catch my clone and identify her from the others. Luckily for you, I have decided to make your jobs easier and place my real headband on her so it will help make locating her easier. However, the clones in the city also wear headbands too but none of their headbands are truly real so this will make things easier for you."

"You do realize it could take us a while to find it?" Kid Flash asked her.

"If you are smart as I think you five are then you will easily find it in four hours," they all gaped at her and Kitsune let out a laugh.

"You said it takes your son under one hour to do this training exercise!" Superboy pointed out. "Are you telling us that a six year old could do a better job than us?"

"I am telling you my six-year-old son who knows how to spot the difference between my clones and me can do better than you. I am not saying any six year old can do it," Kitsune corrected. "Yuuki has been doing this training exercise from the moment he begged me to teach him how to be a ninja. In my son's first attempt in this exercise, it took him about seven hours to locate me. Besides you guys have something he doesn't have when he is trying to locate me."

"What happens if we can't locate you in four hours?"

"Then I will tell your mentors that they should be training you to the ground," Kitsune answered, shrugging her shoulders. "Also you will have the pleasure of babysitting Yuuki if you don't capture her on time."

If her son was anything like her then Dick had no intention of babysitting the devil.

"Aren't you supposed to be training the team?" Batman asked Kitsune as she walked into the Watchtower with her hands behind her head. She shrugged her shoulders and gave him a smile which just told him just how funny she thought his question was. Wait a second, Kitsune could use her clones to communicate with him or even train the team. "You're making your clones train the kids aren't you?"

"Bingo," Kitsune sang, staring at the monitor. "I am trying to make them catch my clone."

Was she trying to murder them? Batman thought to himself as he kept his eyes fixed on the monitor. He knew from trying to locate Kitsune and working with the woman that the woman could disguise herself well. It probably wouldn't be a problem because of Miss Martian but Bruce knew the woman was a lot smarter than her appearance suggest. The young woman knew the abilities of Martian Manhunter and knew how to counteract his powers.

It would not surprise him if Kitsune had found a way to counteract them.

"Why did you come here? Shouldn't you wait for them to come back?" Batman asked, tearing his eyes away from the monitor. He stared at the young woman, who tilted her head before gliding towards him. What was she planning now? He eyed her pockets, where he knew the woman had several kunai and shurikens stored, before gazing at the woman's bright blue eyes.

"I came because I know you have monitors all around the city near Mount Justice," Kitsune answered, leaning towards him. Batman stiffened at her presence and for a brief moment, he thought he smelled the scent of apples and raspberries in her hair. "I am not going to make them chase me because even I am not that cruel to them. What do you think I was going to do? Paint the halls with bats."

He arched his eyebrow at her.

"It was one time."

He kept staring at her.

"Okay, it might have been three times but you have to admit it was a wonderful form of artwork," she informed him. "Besides, I wouldn't have done it if you didn't act like an ass...which reminds me, I need to plan a prank on Superman. I am either thinking of going to Wonder Woman and pretend to be him or find some embarrassing pictures of him as a kid and placing it around the tower."

Must he deal with her antics? Bruce thought, rubbing the sides of his temple. He did not want to deal with Kitsune and Superman arguing about the woman's pranks but on the other hand, he would prefer if someone else dealt with pranks. He also had other things to worry about. He shook his head and stared at the monitor, noticing a signal coming from a small island. Thinning his lips, Bruce tapped onto the island.

"Santa Prisca," Bruce muttered. "It seems like the island is still in full operation."

"Santa Prisca?" Kitsune asked, leaning forward to look at the map. "Where the hell is Santa Prisca?"

"It's a small island off the coast of Mexico," he explained, narrowing his eyes as he read through the report. "It's well known for producing a dangerous and illegal drug called Venom. They were supposed to finish manufacturing the drug a few months ago but the factory is still working."

"Should I go investigate it?"

This type of operation would be in Kitsune's speciality, Batman thought, looking down at the young woman in front of him. Out of everyone in the Justice League, Kitsune had the best chance of not being spotted. She was the only person, besides John, who could sneak in and come out of there without any problems. However, would it be worth the risk to send her there? He shouldn't send her to do a mission where she could only observe. It was a waste of her talents and time.

"No, I will send the team to do it," Bruce answered. "It will be a good mission for them to start with."

"Does that mean I need to stop the training exercise?" she questioned, fixing her eyes on him. He shook his head at her. Bruce might be curious on what was happening in the island but he had no intention of stopping the woman from doing her job. The woman's training may be what these kids need in the mission that he was going to send them in. "That's good to know because it means I can still choose the loser to babysit Yuuki."

"Do you think any of them will have the patience to deal with your son?"

"Yuuki is an angel compared to his classmates," Kitsune argued. "Besides I need someone to look after him while I go to a charity event on Saturday. My boss wants me to try to interview some billionaire about some business deal that he made."

"You don't sound excited about it," Bruce commented.

"Would you want to interview a billionaire playboy? Look there is nothing wrong about them but I just wonder how the hell can they take themselves seriously," Kitsune complained. "Like I look at the women surrounded by them and I can't help but wonder how they can be happy about them? Don't they want a serious relationship? Those women clinging to them would leave them as soon as they become bankrupt. Also, did I mention they are liars? Almost every billionaire playboy I seen and met are liars. Though some of them have the most delicious ass that I have the pleasure of seeing."

"Kitsune."

"What? A woman can't say she appreciate a man's ass," she eyed him. "Well I can't blame you for saying that since you got a stick up your ass. I bet you have never gotten laid before."

If only you know Kitsune, Batman thought, feeling his lips curled into a smirk. The twenty-three year old stared at him, narrowed her eyes and placed her arms against her chest. He twisted his body away from her, only for her to grab hold of his arm. He arched his eyebrow at her but the blond-haired woman looked up at him with her bright eyes fixed on him.

"You're serious aren't you? You have gotten laid before," she stated and he shrugged his shoulders at her. Kitsune tilted her head. "How the hell is that possible? What kind of woman goes for a brooding bastard? It's your eyes isn't it? I bet you must give them a look that just made them want to jump on you...and maybe your body probably helps too. I mean if your wonderful personality doesn't do it for them then your body does."

"If you're going to discuss about my personal life then you should go back to Mount Justice."

"Fine but I will get you to tell me who was the women that was able to get into Batman's pants," she called out, walking towards the Zeta-tubes. He shook his head and stared at the monitor. Kitsune was probably one of the strangest woman Bruce had ever met but he would admit that she was perhaps one of the most amusing people he knew.

Though he would rather die than admit it to her.

A/N: Please review.