(AN: Yay a bit of smuttiness at the end! Also if you've never heard "i need a doctor" by eminem pleeeease listen I think it has inspired me a bit with this story! 3)
Disclaimer: Don't own batman. You: no way!?
When we arrived at the Wayne Manor I walked into my quarters and dressed into something to work out it. I heard Bruce and Alfred talking. I pulled my sweats on and a bra and tank top. I looked in the mirror and smiled. I looked in the mirror suprized by how much I suddenly looked like a girl. I walked out into the hallway and found Bruce walking to the Batcave. I followed him quietly. I wasn't trying to hide but I didn't want to talk with him either.
I walked into the gym and wrapped my knuckles with leather. The innocent punching bag instently became everything I hated. With every punch I thought of everything I needed to defeat. Poison Ivy, my mistakes, my past and many other hurtful thoughts swarmed my mind. I let them confuse and try to take me. I held my feelings in until I couldn't take it anymore. It didn't take long for me to burst out of my calm state and attack the bag in front of me. Punch after punch, kick after kick echoed through the empty room. I wasn't sure where Bruce had gone but I didn't mind being alone. It was always hard to train when he was watching me.
I walked over the radio and turned it on. It was a crappy old thing (a rarity in the Bruce manor) but I loved it. "I need a doctor" bursted from the speakers. I loved that song. It reminded me of when Bruce found me. I was inspired to continue to train. I pulled myself onto the thin balance beam and cartwheeled across it. When I reached the other end. I gracefully backflipped back to where I started. I smiled at my acheivement and suddenly saw Bruce standing in the door frame. I lost my balance and fell onto my butt on the floor.
"Ow!" I said rubbing my back. I still had no clue how he was able to be so quiet.
"Sorry," he said, "but music will not help you focus on your senses."
"It helps me," I said standing up stiffly. "Well, let's practice." I said standing infront of him. He walked forward so I had to look up. I just smiled.
We fought longer and harder than we ever had. He was not in the mood to go easy on me. I didn't mind, at least he didn't have a problem fighting a girl. We threw each other across the room several times until we were both covered in little chunks of sheet rock and white dust. I jumped onto the balance beam and readied myself to jump. I flipped over him and landed behind him. I caught him off gaurd and kicked him to the ground. On the floor he twisted and kicked my feet out from under me. It was my turn to be caught off gaurd. I fell on top of Bruce.
I looked at his eyes. My face was only an inch from his. Our noses were almost touching. Our lips were... I shook my head and jumped off of him.
"I'm gonna go take a shower," I said sort of suddenly. I began to walk away. My heart was beating so fast I could hear it in my heart.
"Robin," Bruce said standing up, "you did good. I can tell you've been practicing, haven't you?"
"Yeah," I said quietly. I turned to see him right there. I looked up at him and met his eyes. Those deep, complex saphire eyes. They seemed to capture me and pull me in. I could feel my chest move against his as I breathed in and out.
(AN: Om nom nom)