Janiter duty wasn't so bad.

Terry chucked dryly as he thought about his "day time" job. Same as when he went to elementary school, the class ended around 3:30, and kids here have to do "janitor duty" as well. So when they are finished, it's about 5, after that, he could check how the kids cleaned and clean some more.

His work would be done around 7, and he would go back to this Dr. Agasa's house to eat dinner, and then wait for dark to fall upon Tokyo.

Then, Bat-time!

He always loved to go around as Batman, just hated that he had to get up for school. For now, he really didn't have any reason to get up that early. The day starts around 10 when kids are already in class.

The following day, when he was released from school early, he saw Ai and Conan staring a car that drove away. It was strange to see both of them look this serious, he walked up to them and tabbed their shoulder, "what's up, kids?"

Conan and Ai had this intense fear when they looked back at him, that was when he noticed Conan's glasses weren't normal. It somehow had tracking abilities. It wasn't hard to figure out that he was tracking the car that drove away. He frowned and made a serious face, "what is going on?"

They looked at each other and kept their mouth shut. He found himself using a Bat intimidating technique on both of them, "say something."

Ai seemed especially terrified at his voice to the point that she grabbed Conan's hand. Conan comforted her before giving him a disapproving look. Then swiftly, Conan started acting.

"Ahaha, we were playing a detective game we saw on TV, we asked Dr. Agasa to help develop this so we can have a decent game. Want to play too?"

Conan's innocent look didn't fool Terry, the boy was giving too much, and trying too hard.

That's interesting.

Terry raised an eye brow, the vibe that this kid is like older than him or something was getting stronger?

He then took Conan's glasses before anyone could react, and started threatening, "As a matter of fact, I just might, if you don't talk, I'll find out anyway."

"No!"

The light tea coloured hair girl have a vigorous reaction, Conan spoke moments later, "No, it's dangerous."

Terry smirked, "you are seven, and I've seen worse."

Conan was very unwilling to give any explanation, though he did drop the "I'm an innocent kid" act. Terry insisted again, but Conan still didn't spoke. Now he thought there's definitely something wrong with the kid.

He paused, and didn't continue, he did want to know what's wrong with them, but he had no resources. His suit did have the ability to hack, but he wanted to save energy, the solar recharge on the suit only allowed minimal functions as it was nowhere near enough to power the full function, well, at least not prolonged full function. And hacking was considered advance function of the suit.

Terry was just a scientist's punk kid before entering the life of the bat, unfortunately, most of the time, Bat kept him busy with training, not that hacking wasn't part of training, but it was meant to be a secondary resource, as Bruce did most of the intel gathering part. Plus... He never really stayed with Bruce when he was explaining hacking... He was more of a physical guy.

He started to play a game called connect the dots. However, he knew that there were some dots missing. He's patient, no worries.

As Terry mockingly raised the glasses, he smirked again, "If you won't tell me, I guess I'll have to figure it out by tracking them. Boy, hope I can track them."

He then put the glasses on them, as he suspected once he saw the screen, it was definitely not prescription glasses.

Conan's voice turn into concern, "No, you can't! You don't know what you're dealing with."

"And you don't know what I have dealt with."

Terry's eyes narrowed, remembering that Joker problem. It was horrific. He really understood why Joker was the biggest problem the Batman has ever had after that incident. It was bone chilling. To even think that what could the Joker have done if he was alive… He shrugged slightly, trying not to let Conan see his fear. Though, Conan did, and he wondered what could make this seemingly fearless being fear.

Conan soon calculated the advantages and disadvantages, especially taking his lousy acting skill into consideration, he decided to tell Terry the truth. He's pretty sure that if a guy has a highly advanced suit, he can handle secrets.

"They are a group we call Black Organization."

Terry couldn't help but burst out laugh, he repressed it just moments later, then one hand on stomach one hand signaling that he'll stop, "sorry, go on, go on. Black Organization, how original."

"It's nothing to joke about!" Ai's reaction was the extreme. Terry realized that he had offended the girl, he refrained himself from laughing again, with a serious face, he made a gesture to let Conan continue.

"They are very dangerous, we haven't figured out much. But I was poisoned, so were Ai, we were older, and now we are young. We tried to figure out the Organization's scheme, but nothing… We tried to bug their car last time we saw their car, but it failed, so now we only put a tracer under the car so we may keep an eye. Can we trust you with this information?"

Conan had more, Terry could tell, but the information he'd given to Terry was enough for now.

Turning younger, huh, sounds like someone.

He remembered when Bruce was younger, and how they defeated that person. Though he was fairly certain it's not connected to the so called Black Organization. That person already possesses the Lazarus Pit, why would he invent something to do the same?

Terry was pleased to hear those from the kid. They are quite trusting in nature, thought Terry. He didn't realize how trusting he was, too. They are only seventeen after all. And Terry always had Bruce to deal with intellectually challenged situations, he was always a bit more physical.

They did start tacking, but lost the signal after it went beyond the tracking radius, Terry frowned and pouted, "why didn't you tell me there was a radius! I could've used my tracer."

Conan rolled his eyes, "all tracer has a radius, that's why we preferred bug, but it's too dangerous if they find the bug."

"So… we accomplished nothing. Great…" Terry's voice was a bit down, though he did realized he could finally do something close to being a Batman with the mission of figuring out the Black Organization.

"Be happy you're alive." Conan's eyes looked disappointed as well, and he really thought if it weren't for Terry's interruption, he might've got a glimpse of where those members were going.

"I'm always grateful about that." Terry chirped happily, walking alongside with Ai when Ai finally gave him the "you are an idiot" look.

Tokyo Japan International Airport

Tim had come with a mission: to find out whom this Batman fan boy is.

He did his research, and it seemed that this man seek attention, not media's but rather Bat Family's. From the way he disarmed all those criminals, his intention was not hostile, but rather… similar to that of the Bat-family's. If it weren't for he wanted to get away from that demon brat, he would probably just suggest confronting him right away. He was sure that person wouldn't object.

But, he had to get away from that demon brat.

Tim sighed. And admitted that maybe he was a bit too harsh. But he was still angry.

Damian was getting better, only insulting rather than assaulting. Some improvement… Tim almost sneered at that thought.

He knew he shouldn't be jealous, but he was, and still is!

Why does the demon brat get all the attention? Just because he can take care of himself so they ignore him? Ignore the fact that he almost got killed? Ignore the fact that the demon brat on multiple occasions tried to kill him?

Logically, he understood, and was willing to accept Damian and the family's smoldering, but… Guess he wasn't as self-controlled as he thought he was.

He needed time. Tokyo's mission was perfect. To clear his mind.

Tim decided instead of confronting immediately, he'd first do some more research. There's always a chance for more research. And… it buys more time to stay. Tim mentally sighed again, he really didn't want to go back any time soon.