Author's Note:So, I've made an executive decision. I'm gonna try and stagger the events between, Robin, and Dick. You'll see what I mean. Until then... I dunno. I guess you could just let me know what ya think so far.

Dick's P.O.V.

The bell rang for third period to end, and I couldn't have been out the door any faster. I just wanted to sit down and eat god damnit! So, I made it to the cafeteria before the hallway ruckus picked up. Everything looked so good. The sandwiches, the hot dogs, juice, soda, chips, everything! But I decided to take it easy and go with a sandwich and some juice. Food! Looking around the cafeteria, the noise was crackling in my ear, it was unbearable! I guess I'll just have to make due. I found an empty seat way off to the side, away from the Neanderthals who think eating is a sport. Choking their food down, laughing with full mouths, and slurping their drinks causing that gross mush to form as the gleek and spit it out everywhere. Gross. I unwrapped my sandwich and ate it, you know the boring stuff, but then I saw him. Those brown eyes, that silken hair – this was making me insane. He held an apple in one hand and a bottle of strawberry daiquiri juice. I had to seize my chance before it dispersed. He walked out to the vineyard. I swiftly arose, and ran towards the door.

"Looks like faggot has a crush!" One of the guys shouted to me, so I just flipped a bird at him and continued my pace. I guess it did look like I was a little desperate, but hey! He was hot, I was single, and he was hot! Finally made it to the door. I can do it, I can do it. I proceeded outdoors and looked around, almost frantically. Found him!He was holding the apple with both hands and voraciously sunk his teeth into the fruit. I guess he was hungry too. I slowly approached and asked him,

"Is this seat taken?" He slowed his chews down and looked up at me.

"Uh, yeah, I mean no, I mean, um, oh god." He kind of stuttered. It was cute.

"Haha, I'll just sit. That okay?" I replied.

"Uh, uhm, sure!"

"So you're new here? And you're gay?" I asked almost as if they were statements.

"Wow, yes, and yes. Little forward." he chuckled.

"That's me, don't worry I'm gay too. I know the feels." I shyly laughed. "I'm Richard, but everyone calls me Dick."

"Oh, hi, Richar- I mean Dick. I'm Robin." When he said that again, I thought about my double life.

"Nice, like the superhero?" I asked trying to shrug it off. I guess that talking about my double life wasn't playing it off though.

"Yeah, but I'm not brave like that." He laughed, but it was stifled sort of.

"So how are your classes?"

"Well so far, I've had math, with you I believe."

"Oh, yeah! Mr. Williams is something else." I said quite positively.

"My first period is Chemistry with Mr. Harris, but I was finalized between first and second period."

"No way, me too!" This was turning out amazingly! We had two classes together, i'm gonna love this semester.

"Sweet! I have him for Forensics, third period too."

"He can be sour, but if you get to know him he is actually quite funny."

"That's good to know, um, next I have advanced computing, then its criminal psychology, and lastly gymnastics."

"Well, we are gonna get to know each other pretty well. I have gymnastics too." I can't wait to help him stretch out in gymnastics. I pushed that thought away quickly as I was beginning to have a problem grow.

"That's great. I'm gonna have a friend in half of my classes, he's got gorgeous eyes too." Did he really just say that? That's sweet of him! I think I blushed.

"We need to hang sometime."

"Definitely!"

"Tomorrow, after school?"

"Oh, wow! Uh, sure!" Lunch was great! We were laughing, connecting, and yes, flirting. Our fun was cut short by the sharp hiss of the bell. Off to class. I was stoked for sixth period, the bell was only two minutes away and all my teacher knew how to do was drone on and on about human anatomy, fourth period was a drag, and this period wasn't any better. But I was really close to gymnastics with my friend; Bruce would be proud. That sharp hiss couldn't have been more heavenly. I dashed through the door and tried to make my way to the gym. The thrashing the guys were doing didn't help, but I finally made it, only to find my future boyfriend, hopefully, doing a series of hand springs and flips.

"Did I pass?" His voice was so sweet and innocent.

"Let's just say, we can definitely work with that." Mrs. Carliota said in her spanish accent. She is the only female teacher at this school, because she was the only one they could find to teach gymnastics.

I walked up to him slowly, anticipating saying it. "I can definitely work with that." I gave him a wink and went to go change into my leotard.

"Come; let's get you fitted for a leotard." We didn't do much; she just reviewed stuff for Robin. Then we just stretched, with my hands all over his body. For stretching purposes obviously. Maybe some others, but still. The shrill bell returned, and despite me not wanting to be away from him, I rushed to go home. I wanted to get a little bit of a nap before tonight's patrol. Five minutes flat, and I was in the back seat of the short limo that came to pick me up.

"Hello, Master Dick. How was your day?"

"Great, Al."

"Oh, really? What was it that made today great?"

"Well I made a friend." Alfred seemed to gag then cough.

"Excuse me if I heard you wrong, you said you made a friend?"

"Yeah, Al! He's gay too, so life today was pretty good."

"Hmm. Very well. Master Bruce would be proud."

"That's what I said!" The care ride was droll. We went through the Coventry, up the hill, and then the manor. I jumped out the limo, and took off upstairs, stripped down to nothing, hopped into bed and crashed. Sometime later, Bruce came in, and shook me awake.

"Dick, wake up. Time for patrol. Get your suit on." I wasn't one to ever be groggy from waking up, but my dreams were provoking me to stay asleep. But as usual I obeyed Bruce and crawled out of bed. Something touched me and it felt good. My eyes widened at the thought of what it was. I looked down and blushed profusely. "You should probably take care of that. I mean, I could help but we don't have time." Bruce had his hand around my erection I guess I had gotten from my dreams. He was teasing me and it was working. I pulled Bruce in for a kiss, and then pushed him off.

"We have work." Then I dashed to the cave unseen. Suited up and ready to go. Batman and I had crawled in to the Batmobile and boosted off towards the Bowery. We always start in the Bowery. Along the car ride, I happen to mention something that even Bruce seemed to flinch at. "Why don't you ever use the dildo in your third drawer?" He seemed shocked about it but gave a simple reply.

"I use it in threesomes."

"Oh. When was the last time you had one?"

"I think the last one I had was three years ago, when me, Barry, and Clark went wild."

"So until then you've only been sleeping with me, and Clark?"

"Pretty much."

"Alright." We arrived just outside the Bowery, and knew that there was someone in trouble. We leaped from building to building, but it was a problem trying to find it. Bruce finally had to get to detective vision and scan untill we found it. A thug was attacking someone, but I soon realized it was Robin! Bruce advised me that jumping in would get Robin killed. So, I threw a well-aimed shuriken at the thug. The metal weapon soared straight into the man's temple. Knock out, and I'm pretty sure a concussion. Next was to save the damsel. I glided down to him and found him holding my shuriken and breathing rapidly. I figured I'd relieve him, and so I straddled him. He seemed confused. As if I was to finish what the thug could not.

"Listen, if you're gonna kill me do it quickly, I'm not much for dying sl-" I silenced him by pressing my lips to his sweet, soft, and warm lips. When I pulled away, he seemed to find out who his lovely savior was.

"Oh my god! You're you'- you're Robin!" He took a pause, "And you were kissing me!"

"I know, I guess I kissed you and I liked it." He blushed. I moved in. I brought my lips to his again and shared a kiss a little lovelier. I pulled my body closer to his to further the kiss.

"Dick, hurry up and wrap this up. I'm getting aroused. We really can't afford to spend more time to fix it. Plus, I won't be able to think straight." Bruce spoke through my ear piece. I pulled back from the kiss and sighed.

"I have to go. Keep the shuriken. And I'll see you tomorrow, Robin Quinzel." I crawled off of him, helped him up, and grappled away. I heard him swoon a little as I was being hoisted back up to the building. I met back up with Bruce and laughed. "Think straight? You never think 'Straight'. It's always gay. But I know what you mean." I smiled, he scoffed, and we were off.