Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans!! I wish I did, but I don't!
Pairing: Slade and Robin. Need I say more.
Warning: This is NOT a dark fic, it's slash, fluff, and sarcasm.
By the way: I do NOT have a beta, so there will be spelling mistakes. I do tend to re-read chapters 3 times before I post, but I'm only human and I can't catch everything. Please, feel free to point any errors out. Thank you!
A/N: Hehehe! Thank you all for the fantastic reviews. I'm glad you are all enjoying the story thus far. SladinForever, thank you ever-so-much for helping me with those grammar errors and mix-ups. I really appreciate it. After I post this chapter, I'm going to go back through each chapter and fix all those mistakes.
In other news, there are three parts to this first date. There is a huge surprise coming up and I'm so excited to write it. I was originally going to have two date chapters, but this chapter had to be split because it was becoming very long.
Anyways, on with the chapter. Thanks again for the reviews! ENJOY!
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"Are you sure Robin is gonna be ok?" Cyborg asked, five minutes after dropping off their leader.
"He will."
The half-man looked as if he didn't believe Raven.
"Robin will be fine. He can handle himself. Besides, maybe this way he will stop riding our asses with work and focus more on his love life."
Three pairs of eyes stared at the Goth.
"What?!" Shouted Beast Boy.
"You heard me."
"But what if his date is Red X or Mumbo!? Dude, I don't really think Robin would really be interested in those guys!"
"What if it's Slade?"
All eyes turned to Starfire, the question hanging in the air around the group.
"Have we made a mistake?" Asked the alien.
"Don't worry."
Raven's voice fell on deaf ears as the other three occupants of the car fell into their own thoughts.
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"Slade…"
"Why hello Robin, miss me?"
"Never!"
"That's to bad, because I can assure you, I have missed you greatly."
Robin clenched both his fists and teeth together, trying to keep himself from lunging out at the man who still, even after his growth spurt, seemed to tower over him.
Both parties stood silent for a moment.
Slade smiled, staring intently at the boy.
"Quite the growth spurt. But, I must say, you are still rather short."
Robin didn't respond, trying desperately to form a plan to get as far away from the mad-man as possible. The odds weren't looking that great.
"Not very talkative, are we? That's no way to treat your date, now is it?"
Robin snarled and took a step forward, fists posed, ready for an attack. There was no way he was going anywhere with Slade.
"Robin…" the voice was so soft, he swallowed a lump in his throat. Slade decided to step from the shadows and reveal himself fully.
There was a gasp of surprise from the younger of the two.
"I know it's not what you're accustom to, but I thought my mask and usual attire were…inappropriate for the occasion."
"There is no date Slade."
"But Robin, you wouldn't want to disappoint those poor orphans."
Robin gaped in shock "how did you…"
"Really quite noble of you…"
"But…"
"My dear boy, must you forget every time, that I know everything about you." Slade spoke in smooth and even tones, making the teen melt softly, just as he always did when his enemy used that tone. The man took a step closer towards the still-shocked boy.
The villain smiled softly once again and Robin sputtered to find the words to say.
Beautiful smile… were the Boy Wonder's only thoughts.
"Now, shall be begin our date?"
The teen could do nothing but nod, too awe-struck to think straight, at least for the moment.
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The restaurant that Slade had chosen could only be described as magnificent. The place looked like a mini palace. Everything was decorated in the finest marble and the tables were fitted with silken cloth and fine china. Crystal chandeliers were hung throughout the place and it seemed very exclusive.
Wonder how many people he had to kill to get a reservation here…
"Wilson." The villain told the hostess at the front entrance of the restaurant. The woman stared at the two men with a chirpy smile on her face. She nodded her head and blonde curls bounced over her forehead. She checked the clipboard that she had been holding and crossed off a name.
"Table for two? Excellent, right this way sir."
Robin pushed past Slade and followed the woman to their assigned seats. The teen noticed that is seemed to be a booth away from everyone else, very private.
As both parties sat down, the blonde smiled widely again and handed each a menu.
"Mellissa will be your waitress this evening, please enjoy yourselves." As she left, Robin stared after her, wondering why someone could be so…happy. It didn't seem natural.
Although if I think about it, she kind of reminds me of Star.
"Order what ever you like."
Robin tensed slightly, forgetting for a moment that Slade was there, sitting across from him.
"I'm not hungry."
"Surely there is something on the menu that you might enjoy?"
"Nothing."
"You haven't even looked."
Robin glared at the red silken table cloth, wishing he was on the other side of the planet at the moment and not currently on a date with his arch enemy.
He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest.
Slade narrowed his eye at the boy before him, defiant to the end it would seem.
The villain picked up his own menu and began browsing the selections. Everything looked good…especially a certain bird…who's shirt seemed to fill out quite nicely.
Robin sighed heavily and began playing with his thumbs, glancing anywhere but at the man sitting across from him. This was a ten on a scale of being awkward. Unfortunately Slade seemed to be right at home. Although the teen didn't think anything could unnerve the villain.
They both sat in silence for a few minutes while Slade checked the menu, occasionally glancing at his company from time-to-time. The teen had moved into a different position now, his arms crossed over his chest, leaning back against the booth, annoyance written on his features.
"Hi!"
Both parties travelled their gaze to the new arrival. This time the woman was plump with brown hair. She looked like the type of woman that would be your grandmother, the one's that spoiled you.
"My name is Mellissa. I'll be your waitress for the evening. Can I get you anything to start with?" She moved her gaze to Robin first, giving him the biggest smile she could muster, her eyes positively shinning with glee.
What the hell, thought Robin, his mouth forming into a frown.
"Uh…"
"We'll have some water to start with, thank you."
Mellissa smiled happily and nodded at Slade, prancing off to start her job for the evening.
"Very bothersome."
"I'll say."
"Ah, so you do speak."
Robin shot his head back to the one-eyed man, his frown deepening.
"I was beginning to believe that you were a mute …or stupid, either-or."
"I'm not stupid Slade, I'm capable of speech, just with people I actually like."
Slade stared at the teen and scowled slightly. The boy was being rather uncooperative at the moment and it was beginning to grate at the man's patiences.
"Come now Robin, I'm sure you don't entirely hate me."
The teen laughed loudly, he couldn't help it, the situation was just too funny and unbelievable to begin to understand.
"I do hate you, must you forget that every time?" Robin mimicked.
"Cute."
"What?"
"Here are your drinks!"
The waitress was back, smiling just as she was before. She placed the glasses down on either side of the table and laid a pitcher down as well. She opened a note pad and grabbed the pen from behind her ear.
"So, what'll have?"
Slade glanced at Robin for a moment before speaking to the woman.
"We would like two plates of chicken linguini, topped off with a side of garden salad, two egg rolls, cold slaw, and any other appetizer you would recommend."
The teen ventured a glimpse at the man across from him, blinking slightly. That wasn't very, fancy. Robin had expected Slade to pull out the big stops to impress him, extravagant French foods with names he couldn't pronounce and whatnot.
"Gladly." And away she went…
"I said I wasn't hungry."
"You will eat."
"Will not."
"I will not hesitate to shove the food down your throat."
"Now whose not being a hospitable date?"
The villain chuckled, mouth transforming into a smirk. He set the menu down and placed his hand on the table, intertwining them. The man was very amused at the moment.
"At least I'm not acting like a child."
"CHILD? I'M NOT-- "
Slade laughed. Robin realized he had proved the man's point and grumbled loudly, glaring at the mad-man.
"I'm not a child." The teen whispered.
"Then stop acting like one and enjoy our time together, it doesn't happy far to often."
Robin closed his eyes and sighed softly. He grabbed his sunglasses and took them off, placing them on his left side. He heard the man across from him chuckle but paid him no mind.
The teen picked up his glass of water and took a small sip of the liquid. He didn't realize until the glass was empty that he had been that thirsty.
"You even wear your mask on dates?"
Slade smiled and Robin felt his mouth go dry again, crazy psycho villains shouldn't have smiles to die for. It just wasn't fair.
"Wouldn't want anyone finding out who I am."
"What if someone already knew?"
"What…"
"Here's your food!"
There was a cart full of all sorts of tasty smelling foods. Robin inhaled the smell and began drooling slightly. He hadn't remembered having a decent meal in a long time. Usually at the Tower it was pizza, waffles or whatever Starfire decided to come up with next.
Mellissa placed the chicken linguini on the table in front of each of them and a large bowl of garden salad in the middle, two smaller, empty plates accompanied the salad, with a pair of tongs.
"I'll leave the rest on the cart and you can pick whatever you like. If you need anything else, please don't hesitate to call for me. I'll be back in a little bit to check up on you. Enjoy!"
The woman left to attend to other tables.
"Smells delicious."
Robin nodded softly and decided that, what the heck, good meals just didn't come along all the time, especially in his line of work.
They began eating in silence, both enjoying the meal.
"So…"
The teen glanced at Slade out of the corner of his eye, fork halfway towards his mouth.
"What?" He answered sharply.
The man sighed.
"What is your favourite colour?"
Robins fork promptly fell to the plate. The teen arched an eyebrow, even though Slade couldn't see it. What kind of question was that? It was random…very out of character.
"Huh?"
"Colour? What's your favourite?"
"What is this? Are we playing twenty questions now?"
Slade placed a fork full of chicken into his mouth, chewing and swallowing before he spoke again. Robin began eating again as well.
"Sure. If you prefer, we'll play twenty question. I'll go first. What's your favourite colour?"
The teen swallowed quickly, "I never said I was playing…"
"Didn't you?"
"No!"
"No need to shout my boy. I thought you spent every waking moment wondering who I was, thousands of questions buzzing through your mind, keeping you awake night and day…haunting your dreams…never knowing when you might make a breakthrough, add another small piece to the ever-growing puzzle. Wouldn't this be the perfect opportunity to learn more about me?" Robin halted his next bite to stare at the masked man.
The man spoke in a more familiar tone, a tone that Robin felt a little more comfortable with, the kind of tone that spoke of the power the mad-man had over the teen. The hero seethed in rage.
"That's not true."
He continued eating, switching his gaze to his plate and focusing on eating his dinner. Just because Slade was right didn't mean he had to admit it.
"No need to be shy, like I said, I know everything about you."
"Stop saying that."
Slade finished the last bite to his meal, smirking down at the teen in front of him.
"Oh, but it's true."
"Doesn't mean you should keep saying it."
"Do I…get under your skin?" Slade whispered.
Robin glared daggers at the man, roughly grabbing the cart and jerking it toward his side of the booth, busying himself with filling his plate with more food.
Slade decided to leave the question for now. There was plenty time for him to pick the teen's brain. He would just have to wait.
Besides, success doesn't come without sacrifices.
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A/N: Hahahaha! I had to cut the chapter there, the next chapter should be out within a few days, a week at tops. I hope you all enjoyed it!