Dick looked Connor up and down, thinking of all the ways he could fix the outfit. There were some basic things he would have to teach Connor, and one required just simply rolling up the pant legs.
"Ok Connor, stand up." Dick ordered, getting down on his knees, confusing the clone.
"What?"
"Stand up!" Dick ordered, making the Kryptonian obey. He stood up; face heating up at their position. If batman were to walk in there at a time like this then he would defiantly kill him. "All right, now stand still." Dick began to pick up the excess fabric, folding it up so that they hung right above his black shoes. He held the cloth in one hand as he reached into his pocket, pulling out some safety pins and pinning them. Smiling when the pants looked better.
"Dick?"
"Yes?" He stood up, still smiling at his handy work.
"Why do you have safety pins in your pants?" Dick snorted, covering his mouth as he laughed. He always sounded like a pixie when he laughed. "What else do you have in your pants?"
Dicks blue eyes started to tear up as he forced himself not to laugh, a losing battle as he held his sides and began to laugh loudly. "What's in my pants? Are you for real Connor? Ha ha!" He wiped away a tear of mirth with his gloveless hand, going over to the other boy and tucking in his white shirt into his pants, much to Connors embarrassment. He took the tie off the bed and wrapped it around the others neck, tying it perfectly the first time, smirking at the kryptonians shocked stair.
"How did you do that?" Dick shrugged, smirked a little as he began to arrange Connors wet bangs.
"You learn quickly when you're a celebrity child." He checked them both over, his heart skipping a beat at how sexy his boy friend looked in the suit, the way the light shinned off his still damp hair, and the way his baby blue eyes twinkled with both mystery and puppy love for him. "You ready to go? We have half an hour to get to Gotham, I'm sure 'Daddy' wouldn't want his little bird to be late."
"How exactly are we getting there?" Connors eyes shown with excitement with his next idea. "Are we going to ride in the bat-jet?"
"No, you're going to fly us there. 2 hours flying in the jet, compared to 5 minutes of you flying. I think I prefer the second choice." He began to walk out of the room, motioning with his hand for him to follow.
"So how is this going to work?" Connor asked as they stood on the roof, the night wind mixed with the winter coldness creating a chilling temperature. Dick shivered slightly, jealous at how warm his boyfriend looked.
"Bend over; let me get on your back." When he did Dick counted to three, jumping and wrapping his legs around his waist. "Now, fly!"
"Yes sir." Getting to the tip of the roof he jumped, free falling for a second before ascending into the night sky, holding Dicks hands in his, keeping his small finmgers warm with his large ones. "Your so cold, how do you not freeze to death?"
"Its called I have a human furnace to keep me warm, also I like to hang out by the fire place and nap when Dad is home." Dick told him, making a silent wish on a shooting star that the party would go over well. "Also I know if I ever get cold I always have Kid Flash to run me some where warmer."
Connor felt a grown form in his throat, he didn't like that kid flash could make HIS boyfriend warmer. He felt himself speed up in his anger, that was one of his problems, jealousy/anger. He wanted Dick all for himself ever since he met him. Sure he was fed knowledge about the world and young people, bu never about actually being in love, about feeling a certain pride when you made some one yours. He learned about sex, he knew it was a basic for reproduction, but never an urge that one got when they were so deeply in love that they wanted to 'be one' with their 'mate.'
Connor was in love, maybe some would say it was puppy dog love, but he knew it wasn't. He just knew…
"Connor? CONNOR!" Dick yelled in his ear, making him almost flip over and drop him as he flew over Gotham.
"Yeah?" He quickly helped Dick adjust himself, making sure he didn't start to slip.
"Go right, it's the mansion on the left near the woods, actually the only mansion." He pointed for good measure, making sure Connor didn't confuse his left and right… again.
"Ok, ok." He turned left, heading towards the outskirts of Gotham, his mouth dropping at the sight of Dicks home. It was humoungus.
The mansion was really a mansion in every aspect. It was larger then the ones he had seen in pictures. The outside walls a pale white with about thirty windows just on onside. From what he could see there were three floors, in the back he could see a large pool and a patio. Out to the left he could see a little over 30 cars, some of the most expensive ones he had ever seen.
He had to admit, when he touched down behind the mansion, and saw the lights on and heard the soft pano music, he was scared crapless.
"IT's going to be ok." Dick informed him, jumping off his back and running to the back door, opening it and smiling. "Come on, everything will be all right."
"If you say so." He muttered darly, taking a deep breath as he made his way to the door, his heart pouding like a war drum…