Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titan's. I make no money off exploiting the show's cleverly hidden Yaoi-dialogue, especially concerning Slade/Robin. They are not mine!

Pairing: Slade/Robin.

Warning: Rated M. This is a romance, no angst, only maybe a few sad bunnies here.

A/N: A few things, first off…101 REVIEWS! And it's only 8 chapters (well, 9 if you count this one) THANK YOU!!! I really thank all of you so much. I love writing, but knowing that so much of you are enjoying my work, makes me feel great.

Second: I know that the last time I updated, was almost 2 weeks ago. I needed to take a break, only because I was in no mood to write. I read my ass off though, laying in bed any chance that I got to read. But, I didn't write much, only maybe a page every once in a while. I just didn't want you guys to think I forgot about you. I was just tired and needed a break. But, that is over now. I'm back in a writing mood.

Third: I posted my Valentines story in my Drabbles collection, so for those of you who haven't checked it out, make sure you do!

Fourth: This chapter has mixed POV's. I just wanted to give you a little insight on WHY Slade is at the resort and well…with Robin, essentially. Just to give you a heads up. I thought it was about time you all understood.

So, without further ado (I'll shut up now! But this chapter is about 14 pages long, so yay for all of you):

Chapter 9: Science Museum Escapade


Slade lay next to a small sleeping form, currently curled up against his side. The man's tanned arm was wrapped securely against the teen's stomach, making sure the hero stayed as close as possible.

The mercenary let a small smile grace his features. He'd never thought he could accomplish the impossible, but he had. Robin laying willingly against his side was proof of that.

It had been quite simple, really. His reason for being here. Well, in the beginning, it had been simple, that wasn't the case anymore.

Slade had found it quite easy to hack into the teen's system, and found out where Robin had made reservations to, what hotel, and flight number. It had been a coincidence that the hero had decided to visit the same resort he had stayed at last year, when he'd come on business. It just made it all the more easier, though.

Slade had decided to accompany Robin on his vacation. In the beginning it had merely been about gathering more knowledge on his rather, unnatural obsession, of the Titan. It had always been an infatuation that he couldn't quite explain, having never felt this way before about another human being before. Everything about Robin screamed unique, exquisite, untamed, surprising, spirited…and over all magnificent. Characteristics that drew Slade in, like a moth to a flame.

The Titan had been like nothing the man had ever seen before. The little bird continued to challenge him on a physical and intellectual level, but always maintaining that element of surprise. The more Slade pursued this infatuation and obsession, the more he began to crave the contact, the conversation…and now, the physical altercations.

He'd long since come to terms with his obsession. It'd been almost three years, after all, when he first laid eyes on the Titan. In the beginning it had always been about power over the boy. Robin had been that cocky, stubborn, overly confident teenager that he had wanted to put in his place. To show him that he was just like every other teen that was a supposed superhero.

Over time, that had changed, Slade had realized that Robin wasn't like those other heroes. It wasn't only the fighting techniques and the drive to be the best, although those qualities had been what had first caught the man's eye. No, he could reason, on an intellectual level, that of someone decades older than him. Slade despised idiots. A lot of the hero populace lack intellect. But not Robin. It was these traits that lead the mercenary to want to train the teen, allow him to become his apprentice and surpass all those foolish children that didn't deserve his time nor energy.

It was only after Robin had defied him, gone against the man, to protect his friends, that Slade realized that his obsession had turned into an infatuation with the young hero. Any other, he would have killed, for disobeying him and denying his generous offer.

It had disappointed and angered Slade that Robin had fought against him and his apprenticeship. The teen had so much potential. However, when he thought about it, Robin wouldn't be Robin if he didn't defying the man in that way. Even in the face of death, the Titan hadn't backed down, remaining stubborn to the end, not giving up.

Slade admired that.

It was this revelation that caused the mercenary to realize that he no longer wanted Robin as his student. He no longer wanted to fight the teenager, and make him submit to him, at least in that way of course. No…

Slade wanted Robin.

Willingly, if possible.

He'd accomplished that, by simply, taking off his mask. In a matter of speaking.

The only set back to the plan was that Robin thought he were someone else. Robin only knew him as Wilson, but while it was his actual personality (outside of work, of course) he was still a villain. What would the teen think, should he find out he was Slade, his arch enemy? He could just imagine the look on the heroes face.

The mercenary had no more time to dwell on his thoughts, because there was a rather loud noise coming from the other side of the room.


Robin mumbled to himself and burrowed into the rather comfy place that he was laying in. What was that insufferable sound? And why did it have to interrupt his amazing sleep? It just wasn't fair. He wanted to sleep goddamned.

"Fuck." The hero muttered into his pillow as the sound persisted. He felt someone chuckle against him, but didn't really register the body.

Finally the noise stopped and the hero smiled and snuggled into the very comfortable heat he was against. That is, until the noise started up again.

"Mother fucker…goooo awaaaaaay!" Robin moaned miserably, trying to curl into the body, away from the sound.

There was another chuckle and the hero frowned.

Robin suddenly registered the sound as his cell phone, but he was in no mood to answer it. He was too comfy.

"You'd think on the third try, they might get the hint." a voice grinned.

"You'd think that, wouldn't you." The hero growled, suddenly becoming rather awake. He finally opened his eyes and came face-to-face with Wilson, who was smirking down at him.

"Am I comfy?"

Robin glared, but there was a trace of a blush on his features.

"Shut up!"

Slade's smirk widened and he grasped the hero around the neck and dragged him into a kiss, dominating Robin's mouth.


The teen moaned and pulled the man on top of him, gasping as their naked bodies made contact.

God, I'm such a horn dog. But I can't help but love this.

Unfortunately, they weren't able to explore further, as the phone rang…again!


"Are you fucking serious? Like what the hell!" Robin snarled, although he was still under the man.

"Very annoying." Slade frowned.

"Let me up so I can answer it, otherwise they'll keep calling back." The hero sighed.

"What makes you think I'm going to allow you up." The one-eyed man grinned down at his prey, an evil glint in his eye. "I'd much rather put that crude mouth to better uses."

Robin flushed a deep red at the implication.

"You are a pervert, you know that?"

"I prefer optimistic."

"Maybe you'd prefer a kick in the groin because that is what your going to get if you don't let me up." Robin growled, but there was a teasing tone to his voice.

"Point taken."


The hero answered on the seventh ring, clearly annoyed as he spoke.

"Hello?"

"ROBIN!" Starfire screeched over the phone. The teen cringed and whirled around to Slade, hoping that the man hadn't heard the girl's voice. It seemed luck was on his side as the man was checking his own cell phone.

"Hey." Robin answered.

"Oh friend, why did you not answer when I rung the phone?"

"I'm sorry, I was busy with other things." The hero explained, hearing a snort from the other side of the room as Slade seemed to be paying better attention now.

The teen blushed softly.

"Raven has inquired upon the health of you."

Robin smiled softly and leaned against the dresser, arching slightly getting into the conversation, keeping in mind not to use any names. He put a hand to his forehead and sighed.


Slade watched the teen with amusement. He had indeed heard the rather loud exclamation, but did not want to alert the young man.

It was rather distracting, however, having the teen, who was fully naked, arching against the dresser, as if beckoning him with his body to have his way with it. Especially when Robin gave a little sigh and trailed his hand down his face, along his neck and chest, dangerously close to his groin, before, unfortunately, placing it on his hip.

"Alright, we'll I have to go. I'll make sure to call more often, I promise."

"Many thanks friend."


The hero shut off the phone and turned towards the bed, only to gasp when the man stood only inches from him.

"So, your busy, hmm?" Slade leered, wrapping his arms around the other's waist and bringing him flush against his naked body. "Guess I need to distract you."

"Mhmm." Robin purred, his arms securely around the man's neck, drawing him forward into a kiss. As usual, the mercenary dominated the kiss within seconds, but it had the teen melting against him.

"I suggest a shower." Slade mumbled as he nipped the hero's neck.

"'kay…"


After some fooling around in the shower, in which both parties were panting and flushed from the heat and other strenuous activities, they dressed. Slade explained that he had a few things that needed done, but that he would be back in an hour and the two of them would go out on the town and have a late lunch and visit some of the sites.

Robin smiled to himself as he got dressed a few minutes later, while cleaning up a bit, and taking care of his hair. He felt like he was floating on a cloud, a very dangerous, thrilling cloud that could break at any moment, but it was so exhilarating that you couldn't help but enjoy yourself. That was how Robin felt about Slade at the moment. There was always that immediate danger present, but right now? He felt content just to let things play out, he'd deal with the consequences later on.

As long as they include chains and maybe some hardcore spanking, evil mind leered.

Maybe if Slade was the one who is chained up, Robin thought with an smirk. It made a rush of pleasure soar through his body and run straight down to his groin at the thought of having the worlds most feared mercenary chained to a bed, at his mercy.

I'm such a pervert.

The Titan finished getting ready and made his way downstairs and towards the lobby. Slade, as usual, was already waiting for him, looking as good as ever. Robin had to shut out his naughty thoughts, or they might not even make it out the front door.


Downtown Miami passed the occupants of a rather large navy coloured Jeep, in a medium pace, allowing the hero to watch the scenery and civilians going about their day. Slade was currently driving them towards the Science Museum, a place that Robin had wanted to visit. There was also a rather large wildlife center inside the museum as well.

They parked the Jeep and made their way towards the entrance. Once walking through the doors, and sauntering up to the attendant who they would purchase their tickets from, Robin couldn't help but look around.

"Oh look, seniors get a discount, guess you don't have to pay full price, huh?" The teen grinned evilly, moving up the line towards the ticket vender. Slade looked outraged, and the hero couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Welcome to Miami Science Museum, how may I help you today?" A woman greeted them with a smile.

"One adult and one child ticket, please." Slade smirked.

"Right away sir!"

"What?!" Robin screeched.

"I just figured since you were so inclined for a discount, you wouldn't mind." Slade's smirk grew in size.

"Like hell!" The teen growled. But, he didn't have a chance to change the ticket, since the woman was already passing Slade the receipt and bidding them a good time inside.

Robin crossed his arms over his chest and huffed angrily.

"You're impossible!"

"Don't worry, I'll make it up to you later." Slade purred seductively in the hero's ear. Robin forgot all about his anger and instead blushed a deep red.


Slade never thought he could find someone attractive while they were looking through a museum. But, he found his gaze never leaving the teen's form as he went from different artefacts and inventions, his magnificent blue eyes blazing when he found something interesting.

"Oh! Look Wilson," Robin trilled happily, grabbing the man's hand and dragging him over towards another invention. "What is this?"

There were standing beside a rather large round glass tube that held a small glittering bulb sitting on a metal stand. The hero touched the glass and gasped when a bolt of electricity moved with his hand.

"I believe that is a Plasma Lamp." Slade stated, studying the glass. "They were originally used to study high-frequency currents." he added thoughtfully.

"Kind of like high voltage?" Robin asked, moving his hand around the glass and watching in amusement as the current of electricity followed his moment.

"I believe so. It reacts to sound and touch." The man confirmed.

The hero stopped touching the ball and made a small sound, watching in fascination as the current moved somewhat towards him. He made an even louder sound, and the electricity jumped and pushed against the glass.

"That's so cool." Robin mused out loud.

"I wonder what it would do, should you have moaned, as loud as you usually do." Slade leered at him.

The hero blushed softly, and threw the brochure that they had been given to them, at the infuriating man, storming towards another exhibit.

Slade couldn't help but chuckle.


A few hours later, Robin had finally sated his curiosity. There was just so much to learn in this place, that he had to see everything. Slade hadn't minded either, enjoying teaching the hero about different inventions and objects, as well as having a great time with him. They were just about to begin their trek towards the exit of the building, when a rather startled shout, sounded through the building.

It was then that people began panicking.


"Get down! Everybody get down!" A masculine voice snarled out, shooting a gun into the air. He was standing a few feet away from the pair, but there were at least twenty people running around in fear.

"I said shut up and get down! All of you! On the ground! Don't make me start shooting your fucking heads off!"

Countless people fell to the ground from fear, not wanting to get caught in the cross fire. Slade and Robin remained where they were, and thankfully, weren't noticed for the time being, as the man with the gun pulled out a cell phone and began talking into it.

"Hurry up and get the telescopes!" He barked. "I already know they got the cops on the way!"

There was a voice on the other end, and even through the silence, no one could hear what was being said.

"Well, blow out the fucking wall then if they are too big to carry out, use the truck." The man hollered. "HEY! I said get the fuck down!" he snarled once he realized that the two of them were still standing up.

Neither of them budged and some of the people on the floor were watching with wide-eyes.

"Can't you hear me!" The man screamed, stomping over to the pair. Robin was frozen to his spot. It wasn't that he didn't know how to disarm the man, it's just that he didn't want to give away who he was. But, the man had a gun…was he supposed to just let himself be shot?

The hero side-glanced at Slade who had a narrowed eye, but nothing else. The man with the gun reached them and pointed the firearm between the teen's two eyes.

"Last chance little fucker, get down or I'll kill ya where ya stand, got that!"

Robin stared at the man as if he were crazy. But, he wasn't sure what to do…

Suddenly there was a sound of breaking glass and everyone realized that the police had now entered the mix, There was about ten of them, all facing the front, guns ready, poised for fire.

The criminal growled and grabbed Robin by his hair and pulled him towards the opposite side of where the men in uniform were standing. The gun was pressed to his throat.

"I've got a hostage! Don't think I won't kill this sonofabitch!"

The police force seemed to step down, so-to-speak. Robin only rolled his eyes in annoyance. Here he was having a grand old time, and this had to happen. Who the hell stole a telescope anyways?

"Someone's going on Santa's naughty list." The hero pointed out with a chuckle.

"What?" The man screamed, causing Robin to loose his hearing for a moment.

"Ow, would you try not to crush my eardrums, I need those." The teen goaded.

"Shut the hell up!" The idiot growled, tightening his hold on his hostage. There was still silence around the room. Robin met Slade's eyes from across the room and winked at him, something that the man immediately caught on to.

"Well, you see I can't…I have this thing…where I don't exactly like to listen to people." Robin smirked. Keep the man talking. "Especially crazy ones who wave guns around." he added in a mutter.

"I said SHUT UP! I'll blow your fucking head off."

"Well, I'm thinking you can't, or don't have the guts to do it." The hero smiled. The man wrapped an arm around the teen's throat. "Besides, I'm sure all your pathetic little friends have already been apprehended."

The man snarled out and cocked the gun, and suddenly Robin realized that if he didn't act now, the idiot was going to do something they would both regret. The hero sighed, he just knew this was going to end up in the newspaper. Bruce was going to have a fit.

"See you in hell mother---ahhhhhh!"

Everyone in the room startled from the cry. Robin had elbowed the man in the stomach, allowing him to get free of the arm and gun, and then kicked the criminals hand, releasing the firearm. Then to finish it off, he picked him up and slammed him so hard on the ground the wind was knocked out of him.

The police flew to the scene, reading the man his rights and handcuffing him. The teen had been right, the other's had been apprehended.


Slade joined Robin as soon as he was able. They said nothing, but only because the police were asking him tons of questions.

"Look, I don't want any of this to end up in the papers." Robin muttered to one of the male officers who was questioning him. "I get enough publicity as it is. I would really appreciate it. You can even take all the credit if you wish."

"They are a few reporters outside at the moment." A woman officer replied. "We'd need to take you out the back."

"Don't worry about it. I'll make up something about how I was in the bathroom at the time. I would just like to leave." The teen mumbled, moving closer to Slade, who placed an arm on his shoulder for reassurance.

"If your sure…" the first officer said a bit hesitantly.

"I am."

Well, that was it then.


Reports were rather like annoying, yapping, dogs that you just wanted to kick in the head. There was no way to avoid them, they just kept talking, and you weren't allowed to cause physical harm on them. Useless.

"Mr. Grayson, tell us about your terrible ordeal!" A blonde woman with a microphone asked. She was pushed out of the way by at least ten other people, all trying to get the story for themselves.

"I was in the bathroom at the time. I have come to no harm, nor did I see what occurred. I was told it was safe to exit the building, and that is all." Robin said, moving as fast as he could towards their Jeep.

"Who is this man who is accompanying you? Was he hired by Bruce Wayne as a bodyguard?"

"How traumatized are you by this?"

"Will you seek medical attention?"

"Is this the same man from earlier reports? The one who was at the restaurant?"

"Mr. Grayson! Martha Smith, from Intense News. Rumour has it that this man has attempted to court you with fine dinning, flowers, and romance. Are we expecting a wedding anytime soon?"

Robin was about to have a rather bad hissy fit, telling the reporters in detail, where they could shove their questions, but Slade grabbed his shoulder first and pushed through the many people. Some of braver journalists followed, but when they received a glare from the mercenary that might as well have frozen over hell, they backed off.


"Kill me now…" Robin moaned into his hand, once they were five minutes from the museum.

"Where is the fun in that." Slade grinned.

The hero glared at the man. "Fun isn't exactly the word I would use."

"I can see why you stay out of the public eye. Rather bothersome, and what was that about a wedding?" The man smirked, glancing at his companion.

Robin blushed. "Wedding my ass."

"What, no fall wedding? But you'd look so pretty in a white flowing gown."

The hero seethed, but then suddenly turned bright red at the thought of the man in a black fitted tux, or rather, taking off said tux, sauntering towards him and…

"Are you getting a fever, or are you just embarrassed again?" Slade chuckled.

Robin threw his sunglasses.


"Bruce is going to have a fit." The teen muttered, arms crossed.

"Do you not think the police will keep their word?" The man across from him asked, a few minutes later, they had stopped at a hotdog stand and gotten something to eat, before noticing a rather beautiful park just on the other side of the street. They had decided to go for a walk, as it wasn't too hot, considering it was almost five in the afternoon, or night if you looked at it. It was starting to cool down.

"Oh, I'm sure they will. But, the press are psychos. Just listening to the bullshit that they were spewing today, makes me think that I'll be seeing some crazy crap in the papers tomorrow."

Slade chuckled to himself.

"Just you wait!" Robin continued, finishing off his hot dog and taking a sip of his water. "And then I'm going to get a call from Bruce."

"Don't answer the phone then." The mercenary said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Easy for you to say."

Slade grinned, stopped, grabbed a hold of Robin and leaned down, kissing the teen. It was only a light peck, hardly even classified as a kiss, but it still left him breathless.

"What was that for?" Robin wanted to know.

"I felt like it."

"You do that a lot, don't you?" The hero grinned.

"Yes and so should you." Slade grinned back.

Robin was suddenly reminded that this was Slade, and that the man did and took what ever he wanted. Still, it didn't mean that he didn't feel like he was going to faint from pleasure, every time they even so much as touched. Damn hormones.

"Who steals a telescope, anyways?" The hero said out of the blue. "I can understand money and diamonds, maybe even priceless art, but a telescope?"

"I believe that particular telescope is worth a lot, if I'm not mistaken, a rather powerful one at that. Scientists might pay a fortune for it."

They had sat down on a bench by the small beach in the park, that was overlooking the ocean, that had the sun slowing starting to set, causing the colours to brighten. Robin thought it looked beautiful.

"I never understood why people would go to such lengths to obtain something they desired. Someone could have gotten hurt." Robin mumbled, leaning against the man, grabbing his hand and playing with it.

"But they didn't, and they have you to thank…and here I thought you were a helpless rich boy."

The heroes thoughts took another turn, Slade was…agreeing that it was good that no one got hurt? Was he sure this was the crazy, psycho, super villain that had tried to kill him once-upon-a-time?

"I'm not just a pretty face." Robin grinned.

"No, it wouldn't seem so. I'm sure that man still isn't able to breath properly." Slade said, like he was enjoying such a thought. "I rather enjoyed it."

"You would…" The hero mumbled under his breath.

The man visibly tensed, but the teen didn't notice, or just didn't say anything.

The stayed quiet for a little while, just gazing out into the water. Robin relaxed and sunk down, laying his head across the man's lap. Slade gave him a look, but the hero just smiled and said nothing. The mercenary just chuckled and wrapped an arm around the teen's waist, pulling him closer.

Robin basked in the gesture. He felt rather safe in those arms. A feeling he didn't get much of, especially with being a hero, as one always had to watch ones back. Robin's logical part of his mind, tried to remind him that this was Slade and that he should never feel safe with him. But, the Titan just didn't see it that way.

The sun was almost gone, the horizon was bright orange, red, and yellow, casting a shadowy glow over the two. Robin sighed softly in pleasure and grabbed the man's hand, intertwining their fingers. He was very calm and relaxed.

"What are you doing?" Slade muttered.

"Holding your hand."

"Why?"

Robin looked up, his blue eyes glittering, a lazy smile on his face, before saying:

"Because I felt like it."


A/N: I hope you all realize that Slade is a little more romantic in this story, compared to my date-universe. I like writing him like this, I realized. He's still that annoying, cocky, sexy bastard, but he's got a soft side that only shows once in a while.

Don't worry, it won't take nearly as long as it did this time to update. If you didn't read the A/N up top, it explains why this chapter took almost two weeks to be posted.

Either way. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter.

I love reviews! -grins-

Love

Jayto.