Concealed Part II

AN: I figured out what I wanted to say! Barry is a Forensic scientist, what's why I was referring to him as working in the lab a lot. I didn't know this, so I figured I'd tell you all anyway. Since this is a part ii, everything is the same. Dick is still thirteen and what not.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

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"Nice to meet you Mister Bruce," Wally shook his hand firmly which seemed to impress the billionaire. From under the table, Dick slipped his phone from his pocket and quietly texts Wally's phone hoping he, like most teenagers these days, was rude enough to check it in front on other people.

Luckily, Dick was right.

Dude, distract him for me will you? I'll sneak around to the back, meet me up when you can get away.

Wally mentally nodded. "So, Mister Bruce, I hear you have a rather impressive house! But, do you have a nice garden?"

"I suppose," Bruce admitted, not knowing entirely himself. "I do not spend much time in it, why?"

"My uncle here was an amazing collection of weeds growing in his!" Wally laughed. Barry seemed rather distraught though, not enough to stop his nephew from talking. "You should totally come see them, I think they are beginning to mutate."

Before Bruce had an opportunity to deny Wally's invitation, the Speedster already had both he, and his Uncle following him to the garden. Barry coughed, clearing his throat before speaking, "I'm not much of a garden person and don't have time to up keep it. Not everyone has the luxury of a Butler!"

Barry laughed and Bruce nodded gingerly. Dick watched their feet walk further and further away in the direction against the table. Once they had reached the other side of the yard, Dick took his chance to jet out from under the table, but not without turning a few heads. Luckily, they did not pay enough mind and continued what they were doing.

Dude, wth is this all about? Wally texted him after a few seconds, being able to ditch his Uncle and friend. You better tell me wuts going on u no!

Dick sighed, crouching behind the fence of Barry's home. It wasn't long until Wally joined him. "You're being super sketchy man! Do you know how hard it was to distract them! I had to use weeds Rob, you are lucky that I caught site of them this morning you know!"

"Shh! If you help me get out of here without being seen by Mister Wayne, then I'll tell you." Dick lied. Of course he wasn't going to tell Wally the truth; this made him feel slightly guilty. He'd have to make something up for Wally to believe which shouldn't be too difficult. Unlike Wally, Dick was rather good at thinking on his feet.

Wally grinned largely, which made Dick worry. "How about instead of leaving, we play a huge game of keep away! My uncle has a rather large house so it would be easy, but also challenging! If my uncle catches us, we can just say we are training."

Dick groaned. "Why can't you just take me home? We are already away from the other so it will easy to jet away.

Wally pouted to his pal knowing that if he tried hard enough, he could get him to cave in. "But, but, that is too easy, Rob. This way it'll be fun and we can eat food and chill in the game room and what not. 'Sides, face it, without me you don't have a ride back to Mount Justice."

"Don't remind me," Dick sighed. "Fine, fine. We can do it your way, but I'll have you know that if I get caught because you were too stupid to not take me home now, I'll kill you before Mister Wayne gets a chance to."

"Dude, what the hell did you do to his guy?" Wally asked, raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms. "If you don't tell me, I can't help you hide well, man. I need to know the severity of the situation!"

"Okay, okay, just stay quiet. I don't want anyone to hear you and get all suspicious and come investigate." Dick stood up. Lucky for him, he was short enough not to be seen from the other side of the fence. "Let's just say he really doesn't like me. Like really, really doesn't."

"I don't suppose I am going to get anymore out of you, huh?" Dick shook his head and Wally nodded. "Fine, what eves man. Come on, I'll go see where he is real fast and hopefully get us some food! I'm starving!"

"Shh!" Dick demanded.

"Sorry," Wally gave him a sheepish look.

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When Wally returned to the spot after scooping the area, he informed Dick that Bruce was still in the front, meaning they couldn't get food. However, they would sneak into the house through the back and go up to the game room, which they would happen to be going through the kitchen to get to.

"Or I can stay here the entire time," Dick protested. "And save my butt until you decide you want to take me back to the cave."

"Dude," Wally complained. "Don't be so bitter, this could be fun and you know it. Get your panties out of a bunch."

"Get who's panties out of a bunch?" Both Wally and Dick turned toward the fence. Barry was standing there; chin resting on the top of the fence. He had one eyebrow raised, a look that Wally had also taken. Once he noticed Dick, he grinned. "Why hello Robin, what a pleasant surprise."

"Uh, h-hi?" Dick stuttered.

"Why do I have the feeling Bats doesn't know you are here?" Barry asked, smirking.

"I wouldn't particularly put it that way," Dick laughed nervously. "He doesn't know that I'm not, not here."

"I really hate being the responsible adult. I mean, it's just not me," Barry confessed. He like the idea of Robin rebelling against Batman, it should that the kid had some back bone and just wasn't falling Bruce around like a kicked puppy. Yet, he knew the consequences for both Dick and himself if he did not tell Bruce. He much rather of have the boy back at mount justice. "But, shouldn't you be at home resting?"

"Well you said I could invite a friend Uncle B," Wally protested. Dick was honestly not all the surprised Barry knew about his "being" sick, nor did he care how he found pout. "So I uh, invited Rob and all. Thought you'd be cool with it. Turns out he's got some beef with your Wayne friend."

"Oh, really?" Barry chuckled and gave Dick an all knowingly look. "Maybe you should avoid him then? I'd hate to see what would happen if a powerful man such as he caught you here."

"Dude!" Wally protested. "There is something you guys know that I don't and I'm hating being in the dark about this!"

"Don't worry about it Wally." They both told him.

After several minutes of convincing, Barry agreed to allow Dick to stay and also promised not to say anything. It was the pouts and puppy dog eyes, and of course, the guilt trip that made him say okay. "Rob is like Rapunzel." Wally had told his Uncle. Dick wasn't sure entirely agreed with this, none of the less, allowed his friend to continue. "And Bats is like the evil parents that looked him away from the world! You have to let him stay or he'll never find true love!"

Barry struggled to keep himself collected and burst out laughing, almost in tears. He nodded several times trying to gather himself. "O-okay! He can stay."

Dick gave Wally a "never again will you repeat that" look and Wally smiled before adding, "Come on, let's go. I'm starving."

Carefully and completely alert the two of them snuck into the house. Other than the fact that Dick's jeans were American Eagle and his shirt was Abercrombie and Finch did not seem to make much of a different for he still blended into the back ground and not many, if any, noticed them all that much when they slipped up stairs.

"Hey, let's go to my room, alright?" Wally asked.

"You have a room here?" Dick asked. "You don't even live here."

"Well, no I don't but I'm here so much that they gave me the spare room," Wally smiled, leading Dick to the room on the far right of the hall. "It's sorta boring because they won't let me decorate it with permanent stuff, but the window is perfect for getting a view of the front yard and if you cross the hall, you can see the backyard. You know?"

Dick nodded and Wally opened the door to his room away from his room. Like Wally said, the room was bland and the walls were almost practically bare expect for the poster of some Olympic runner and another one of a Skate Boarder. The carpet was cream but it was barely visible under the clothes, trash, and bed clothing that covered it.

Dick noticed the room was small, a lot smaller than his own, about the size of his walk in closet, with a lot less things in it. He gave Wally some slack though, it was not his official room and it was not exactly in a mansion.

"It's small," Dick noted, flopping onto the bed which was rather comfortable, more comfortable than his own at the Wayne mansion at that. "Soft bed though!"

"I know right!" Wally agreed. "It's like, super comfy I sleep so well! Hey, do you mind if I run down stairs real quick and get us some food? I'm so hungry!"

"Yeah, go ahead. Grab me a Sprite," Dick looked over at the window before getting up and walking towards it. Wally was right; he did have a view of the entire front yard and even some of the side yard. Dick could see Bruce talking with a woman; most likely flirting with her Dick decided.

"Ew, Sprite is the worse soda ever," Wally complained. "Pepsi is so much better."

"You're whelming me," Dick moped. "Just get me a Sprite okay. I'm going to watch Mister Wayne."

Wally murmured something about him being a creeper before leaving the room to retrieve a Sprite for his friend and food and a Pepsi for himself. Dick rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone to check his email and perhaps play a game. He saw that he had a message from Bruce. Dick opened the message.

How are you feeling?

Dick smiled slightly. He liked the idea of Bruce being concerned about his well being. He did not like, however, the fact that he lied to his mentor. Wally did not exactly peer pressure him into lying to Bruce, it was entirely his choice to fib which made him feel guilty.

I'm doing alright I guess. Still feel terrible.

Dick looked back over to Bruce who excused himself from the woman who nodded and turned to her friend to talk. He removed his phone from his pocket, strolled away slightly, and checked his message. Dick smirked when he caught the familiar face Bruce pulled when he was contemplating how to reply.

Why aren't you asleep? The next text message read. Dick's face fell in confusion and yet, understanding. Bruce expected him to be asleep, to be resting so that he was recovered by tomorrow.

I can't sleep. Dick didn't consider that a lie. He actually could not sleep given the circumstance. He was, after all, at his best friend's Uncle's house and it would be rather weird if when Wally returned, he was curled up on the bed asleep. He could only image what sorts of things he would do to him. Most likely draw on his face.

Perhaps if you were back at Mount Justice you would be having an easier time getting to sleep rather than hiding in your friend's room.

Dick's heart stopped. How did he find out? Bruce was good, oh yes, Bruce was really good. Dick glanced down toward the man who was looking directly at him. He could feel his stomach doing summersaults and his head ached profusely.

Oh, and Dick. You are grounded.

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AN: I did not like the second half as much as I liked the first half. I feel like it was rushed and just icky! So, to make myself feel better I am going to update twice today (hopefully). Yay! For once, I do not have much to say on this AN, so I am going to thank you all for the wonderful reviews and alerts/favs! I love you all so much! Keep with the reviews!

EDIT: Thank you KistuneTenchi127 for pointing out I uploaded the WRONG chapter! Haha, opps. I make those sort of mistakes all the time. Here is the right chapter. I need to really organize my documents.

(I didn't re-read this one to look for spelling mistakes. Sorry.)