SORRY! D: I've been a little distracted and little of writer's block. I hope a little over a week wasn't too much to wait for the next one! SO SORRY! D': I hope this chapter makes it up for you. Anyway, here you go and enjoy~

I managed to lock the bedroom's door and spent the night without him. He didn't bother teleporting into this room, but I wouldn't want him in here anyway. I'd kick him out of bed or I'd leave out of here to the other bedroom he had me in. No matter what, I was still upset about our argument. He tried to get me opening the door yesterday to make sure I would eat, but I didn't. Food wasn't important to me, Gari was right now, and I had no idea how to make it work out.

I woke up, lying down on the bed, and trying to figure out a way. I started to remember what he said about Ballet and how it would give her little of fine and young lady for her to turn out to be? I didn't believe it, I know she's highly mannered about everything and she'll give a wacked if no one uses their manners or being polite about everything. Gari had to be something else.

But maybe I'm missing something. I hopped off the bed and went over to the third book shelves. These books were more technical stuff and I had to give him credit to learn it all by himself and study them too. He only had three bookshelves, but they were only divided into different subject. I kept searching around, passed the jewelry collections, and looked through his drawers…or mine…ugh, too confusing here!

I pulled out a drawer first and noticed it was nothing but sweaters or warm jackets for winter. Really? Why couldn't he keep it in the closet or something? My head shook and went to the second drawer and he had bunch of sun glasses collections and glasses. He wears glasses? That's new…

I started to think of him wearing his glasses and how sexy he'd be with them-

My head shook too much and quickly pushed back the second drawers to move onto the third drawer. This one had personalized journal, each had different subject and spotted one about Gari, and decided to read that one. I opened it up and read about raising her wasn't easy. How things became complicated for him. He would write in here and saying that being a parent wasn't easy, especially having a job in between. Syler didn't regret raising her and kept mentioning about keeping her in the horse riding lesson from the time she was four years old.

He wrote this:

Gari kept having nightmares again. She's four years old and she doesn't even know what happened to her mom and dad. She keeps saying that mean people wants her dead if she dance. The dream would reoccur whenever Friday comes or when she talks to her play date friends about dancing. The next day, she won't even remember her nightmare. I even come to question maybe she wasn't that bright of recalling things, but no. She has excellent grades and definitely remembers everything she learned from school and horse lessons.

So he did have his reason. I smirked, maybe there might be a way to work things out, and I know for sure it'll be fine. Gari just didn't want to go to horse lessons, but Syler didn't want her to suffer her nightmares again. But I continued to read more through this journal.

Continues:

Oh, great! She's attacking me with wanting to take ballet! Really? Why can't she just take chorus courses or violin at least? She doesn't want to take her horse riding lessons anymore, but I refused to let her out. When will she ever quit? She doesn't understand why, but if she wants to learn. She will wait until she's eighteen years old, I refused to be responsible to let anything happen to her, and she's the last one I've got.

I blinked and realized that he had his own reason. I smirked, so there might be a way to work things out now, and there's no way he can deny this for her. I placed the journal back and noticed one of the journals that had the name, Robin. He wrote about me? I gulped and wondered what he really thought of me. I picked it up and stared at the way he wrote that name. He has written it so elegantly and perfectly. Right there alone, was enough to believe his feelings for me. I couldn't read it…it wasn't my rights to invade something like this. I placed it back in the drawer and closed it back in.

Something about his writing was all poured out with his feelings and I can't even express it yet. My head shook and backed off to forget about it now. My current mission would be getting Gari out of her horse lessons and I'm determined. The door was still locked, so I decided to unlock it anyway. I refused to leave the room, but I wasn't too sure if he dares to come in.

I kept checking the room around, not really bothering to care to get into day clothes, and felt something about what he wrote for Gari. Does he feel superstitious about the dream? Why does he feel this way? I joined over to the bed and remembered where the remote was placed on. I picked it up and clicked towards the television. A woman in her professional suit who had a stylish hair worked up for her and the microphone in her hand to explain something going on in Gotham city.

"Today in Gotham city, Batman has taken the mystery case of a missing woman and so far, we have no idea what had happened to the woman. We will inform you tonight if anything stirs up. Joker is still in jail and the guards are watching closely to make sure he isn't escaping. Here, the crimes haven't changed over the past six to seven years now. Onward to the weather, Ms. Lee."

I groaned and flipped the channel to over something not of this city. It was always Batman this or that! What about me-

My head shook, "I don't work for this city anymore." I sighed.

Flipping through several of channels and now, remembering why I don't even care for much for them. They weren't fun, I hated watching something that makes me sit down, and do nothing.

"Dad! Can we go practice on the flying again?" A younger me eager to get out of watching some show.

He chuckled and ruffled my hair up, "Sure, son, but can you wait until this show is over?" He smiled gently.

I crossed my arms and shook my head. The shows are too stupid!

"Fine!"

"That's my boy!"

I remembered I never liked watching the shows, maybe a movie here and there if we were totally exhausted or something. Although, I found myself through music video channel and decided that would be better off for me. I leaned against the bed boarder and crossed my arms. What was I going to do?

"Dick…I've bought breakfast for you." He knocked a couple of times.

I sighed and kept watching the music video out of boredom. Honestly, some of these women or teenagers need to stop exposing themselves like this. Clothes are just fine.

The knob slowly turned and I scoffed to see that took him a while to figure out the door's unlock now. I kept staring at the music video, trying to forget my anger, and his head peered into the room. My eyes remained away from him and he took his sweet time coming into the bedroom. He was carrying a breakfast tray and placed it on the lamp desk on my left side. He sighed knowing I haven't exactly moved on from the silent treatment.

"You should eat, Dick."

I kept ignoring him, letting him fill up the conversation, and didn't really care about food at the moment. His hand tried to soothe my arm, but I moved away from him. Syler dropped his hand and turned his eyes completely miserable about it.

"Come on, little robin-kin. You have to understand I do have my reasons for Gari."

My head shook and looked the opposite way from him, "I wouldn't my kid to take horse lesson."

"…what's wrong with horse lessons?"

I wouldn't look at him, "If they fall, they'll become paralyzed for life! She's only eight years old!"

My head jerked at his direction and he stood there, not realizing I why I fought for my part of it. Of course, I still wouldn't allow my kid to take horse riding lesson that young! Syler was speechless to my answer, but he was just hearing me out.

"…she's careful." He whispered.

I sighed, "Of course…but I took ballet when I was six years old, Syler. Mom was there when I was learning."

Syler gawked at me, "You…took ballet? Did your mother think you were a girl or something?"

I glared, "Hello? I grew up as a circus boy, the flying Grayson? Honestly, have you not heard of us at least before you had to raise Gari?"

His head shook, but he wasn't lying about it. So he had no clue about me in real life of this part and he only met Robin side of me.

"Okay…" He sighed, "So you think it's better off for her to take ballet and less dangerous?"

I held my breath, "Yes," I let it go, "That and she can balance her body. She thinks I can't waltz right. Honestly, she can't dance right."

Syler clung onto the bed's sheet, being a little shaky about something, and I had a feeling something was up. It had to be superstitious about her nightmares. I felt worried now…

"What's wrong?"

Syler shut his eyes, "…what if someone kills her?"

So he was worried about her more than anything. So I changed my plan and turned it into something more useful. I sighed and patted his shaky hands.

"You can supervise the ballet class, you'll be right there to protect her, Syler."

His head shook, "It won't work. My hours and the ballet class hours would interfere. I'd be lucky enough to be home before dinner at all."

So he feels like there's no one would watch and he doesn't want to lose her.

"How about I watch her or something? I go to her class at least."

His eyes eased up and glanced up at me, "Is this some sort of an escape for you?"

"Dude," I lifted up my arm that had a bracelet band on me, "I can't escape unless this comes off. You be the genius here."

Syler nodded along, "I supposed you have a point there and you aren't lying. I guess…we could arrange that next week."

I blinked, "Gari doesn't have to continue her horse lesson anymore?"

Syler sighed, "She's never happy about those lessons anyway…and the professional wanted her to be in competitions, but I wouldn't let them since it would be too much to deal with."

I patted his hands a few time, "You just have to let her be happy some ways, Syler."

Syler chuckled and nodded. He finally gave in, after being mad at him yesterday, and the way we found has finally settled over. I glanced over at the lamp desk and saw a bowl of cereal with a banana.

"Hungry, Dick?" He picked up the tray and set it in front of me.

My stomach was desperate to eat something and I couldn't avoid it any longer. I nodded and he sat down next to me as he rubbed my back. He felt so warm, much like my dad used to be, and it felt good.

"Eat then."

I ate anyway because I gave food up to keep him out. Although, I was surprised to see he didn't have extra food in this time. After a few more bites, I turned to him and he was still sitting next to me and keeping me warm.

"Why do you keep adding more food onto my plate?"

Syler smiled, "I want to make sure you're not starving yourself."

I sighed, "You realize I know how much food I take in, right?"

"You didn't have lunch or dinner yesterday, Dick. Now, finish up your breakfast." He managed to hug me without making it difficult to eat my cereal.

I kept finishing up my breakfast in a good pace, but he looked like he got plans to work on. What could he be up to now? That worried me more than I could imagine, but what can I do? I finished eating my banana and he set the tray aside.

"All full, my little robin-kin?"

I sighed and nodded, "Yes, my X."

He grinned, "Good, now relax."

Why did he even say that? My eyes glanced over to him and wondered what he's up to. His head gained up to my neck and pressed his soft lips against my bare neck. His hands cradled my back and I wasn't exactly pleased.

"Syler! Wha-what if Gari comes in he-here?" I panicked to see he's already starting.

He whispered, "She's at her horse riding lesson, we're alone."

Oh, crap, that's never good at all. He laid me down and I naturally clenched onto his shirt nervously. His kissing traveled over to my forehead and I kept staring at his shirt.

"Dick, calm down. I'm only kissing you." He went over to behind my ear and placed his wet lips there.

I gulped and closed my eyes to reminded myself it's normal. Syler has joined up more on the bed and gotten on top of me. He repeatedly set his lips on my neck, behind my ear, on my ears, my forehead, and nose. I wasn't too sure why he's doing this and it felt so strange. My stomach swirling around this odd feeling and didn't exactly feel right. His hot breath leaned into my ear.

"You're beautiful when you're red," He whispered.

His tongue slipped out and played around my ear. I gasped and felt hotter when that started to happen. Immediately, I wrapped my arms around his abdomen and he kept it sweet as he could be. It's only been three days and I wasn't prepared for this. He stopped licking my ear and kissed my hot cheek with his cold lips.

"I'm not going any further than this, Dick…not until you're comfortable and you're eighteen."

My eyes opened up and saw his brown eyes, "What?"

Syler smiled, "You're still a kid for a couple of weeks. I'm not stupid and I don't want your team to want to arrest me for having sex with a minor."

I blinked, so that's why he wanted me to relax, and didn't do anything below my neck. He's been too careful and my heart slowed down finally after realizing that.

"Oh."

He chuckled, "Alright, is there something you wish to try in us alone time? Anything?"

Wha- What's with him? Honestly, he's been confusing me with every action he had and I can't even be sure about anything.

"…look, I'm still new to this gay relationship and I don't know if you're aware of about your neighbor."

"My neighbor? What about them?"

I sighed, "…when I was talking to the butler yesterday, he told me the phone numbers was the neighbor's phone. I asked him the neighbor's name and he told me both of your sister and your names, including last name."

He didn't believe me, "Prove it."

"Ritter, that's your last name."

Syler blinked and chuckled, "So, we're neighbors?"

That proved about his knowledge with the neighbors and had to make it simple as possible for him.

"We're in Gotham city, we're living next door to my adopted dad and butler. Bruce Wayne rings a bell to you?"

Syler shrugged, "I don't pay attention who lives next door and I have never seen them."

"The Wayne Company?"

"They have xynothium, right?"

So that's all he ever knows? I may be a teen or a kid, but I knew all of Wayne's company at the back of my hand!

"Wow…um, you know what? Never mind."

He pouted, "Whaaaa? Come on, I want to do what you want to do."

I crossed my arms, "You can't even add that up in your head, can you?"

Syler was about to say something, but he stopped to rationalize his thoughts about whatever clicked to him. Here I was, in his arms, and being held like a baby doll or something. His chest jolted a little and came down to one of his conclusion.

"You-you want me to meet your dad?"

"Adopted dad and the butler…"

Syler blinked and totally puzzled, "But why? We're not even to the point of your birthday yet."

"I want to see what Bruce and the butler thinks of you." I shrugged.

His cheeks lost color and he shook his head.

"No, I-I'm not ready."

Syler leapt off and I couldn't understand. Here, I'd be more worried with my team.

"Uh…why not?"

"I-I'M NOT READY!" He snapped.

I pulled back on the bed and never seen him this nervous before. He was panting, walked back and forth like crazy, and wouldn't quit it.

"Uh…" I wasn't too sure about anything, "Why don't we try something new into meeting them? It's not like they're going to tell you kidnapped me or my archenemy."

He jerked his head at me and his shivering brown eyes at me, "You didn't tell your butler about anything serious?"

He had no idea, but he does seem nervous just to meet them. I wasn't exactly too sure how to handle this and I sat right down on the bed.

"No," My head shook, "Just mainly what he thinks of gay people and all."

"What about your dad?"

"Bruce…I'm not sure." But, I don't want him to be upset or Gari would probably have my head for this, "…give me the phone. I'm going to see if it's still there."

"What's still there?" Syler's nosy business came into the right place.

I shrugged, "You'd have to see it, hard to explain it all."

Syler wasn't too sure, but he was already curious about something. Did this mean going out of the house would be nice for a change? I haven't seen the sun or anything refreshing of the weather in a long time. He grabbed out my wrist and started fiddling around the bracelet. It was glowing in some sort green and blue glow, he treated it like a holographic computer, and I couldn't really read it much. He got it all down in a matter of one minute. I have never seen anything liked it before!

"Alright, I accommodated it to allow you to not be far from the house for about three miles or you aren't far from me at least a hundred feet."

I blinked, "Uh…okay?"

Syler had a lot of surprises to what he's capable of doing. So, basically, I'm limited to my distance, but what could I do? He went to the second lamp desk and pulled out phone- WHAT THE HELL? Seriously, he had a phone in here too? I'd never know around here. I ought to look around and he handed it over to me. I held it in my hand and wondered. My fingers pressed the old numbers and started to place the phone onto my ear. Softly to begin ringing and knowing its usual pattern before anyone could pick it up.

"Hello, you are calling Master Bruce Wayne's house. How can I help you?"

"It's me again, Alfred."

"Oh, Master Dick. I was worried that you were in trouble. Did he hurt you or something?"

I slapped my face, "Alfred, seriously, do you think I'd let that happen?"

"Good point, Master Dick. So, what brings you to call today?"

I sighed knowing Syler was listening in almost, "Do you still have the east side?"

Syler was more than curious about that part, but he'd see it soon enough.

"Yes, it's still there. Why? Are you planning an escape or something?"

My eyes rolled, "No, just visiting."

"…why?"

"I want you guys to meet your neighbor."

"Hm, shall I make tea, sir?"

I gagged, "Alfred! You know I don't like tea!"

He chuckled, "I know, no one in this mansion ever does. I will bring out fresh coffee for everyone. When, Master Dick?"

"Good or I'd be finding that kitchen again." My eyes rolled, "We'll be there in a few."

"Alright, would this be a surprise to Master Bruce?"

I sighed, "I guess so."

"Very well then. See you soon, Master Dick. It will be a pleasure to see you again after a few years."

"Yup and sooner the crocodile you." I often enjoyed messing up some the idioms with Alfred when I used to be with them.

We both hung up and Syler was more curious than ever about everything here. Wow, I never saw anything like him before.

"Isn't it supposed to be, see you soon crocodile?"

I snickered, "Not in Gotham city."

Syler shrugged, "So what is this about east side?"

"You'll see and let me change into day clothes first."

Syler scooted aside and let me head into the closet to get change into. I gathered into the similar clothes from the past month to now. At least he's reasonable with fashion here. My head shook…I can't even believe I'm going by this plan. Why show him to Bruce? Or was I just trying to find my answer? Syler will expect to find out on the thirty-first about how I felt between us. It didn't feel like enough time for me, but what choice do I really have? What if I don't have any feelings for him and just find him only attracted? Or what if I keep treating all the other boys like him and I come to find out that I have feelings for him after a year or so?

I froze and shook those thoughts off. I needed to forget that and deal what I have to do now. Just getting the day goes by and survives. Once leaving out of the closet, Slyer somehow hugged onto me as he kissed my cheek. My head pulled back some space for us.

"What are you doing?" I stared at him.

Syler smiled, "I missed you, Dick."

"…I was only getting dress for five minutes?" Really? He couldn't be that gone for so long.

He chuckled, "Oh, I meant since yesterday I went to get Gari from her horse riding lesson."

"Oh." I kept quiet since I haven't exactly done the same yet.

"Is something the matter?"

"You're hugging me." Simple as it was.

Syler tighten his hug for me and I wasn't too sure if he's going to let go or this was his saying he will never let me go. That's something to say without needing to speak for.

"And?"

"Never mind. Are we going or what? Alfred is expecting us and he's probably making drinks for us."

"Something about not liking tea?"

"…old joke, long story short. Don't stereotype the butlers at all."

Syler nodded, "That's why I don't hire butlers, I'd hate to give them that too."

I chuckled, "Yeah, you'll be surprised."

"Surprised? Am I getting something?"

I frowned and couldn't believe it. No matter how hard I tried to get his arms off, the more he stalled here, and getting the feeling he's nervous.

"Are you one of those people thinks dad going to protect me? Because I can tell you I can protect myself and Bruce knows that."

Syler blinked, "…does he know you're Robin."

I kept quiet, not really wanting to tell it myself, and wondered if there's a way to get him to stop hugging me. It's irritating!

"Can we get going? Alfred is waiting."

"Okay, my little robin-kin." His arms eased off of me.

I fixed up my shirt and mentally rolled my eyes. Why did he even hug me? It was too strange.

"Uh, how…we do leave the mansion?" I blinked.

Syler gestured the way, "This way my robin-kin."

He needs to stop that. However, we ended up leaving the house, my mind reminded myself that Slyer only limited my distance, and I still can't escape. So took a deep breath and we ended up walking over to the house of Wayne. Or Wayne Manor, Bruce liked to call and kind of respected that. The walk wasn't too long, but instead of going to the front of the house. It was actually the east side. Syler had no clue what was going on and he had to deal with that alone. There's something that not many citizens would even recognize, not even the cops could get into, and that's common for anyone. We stood in front of the bushes and Syler was giving me a look.

"There isn't a door here, Dick."

I chuckled, "I know, but there's the purpose of East side here." I knelt down to slide down my fingers through the grass.

"What are you doing?"

"Wait and see. Just shut up, would you?" My head shook.

If I remembered it correctly, my fingers pressed down into the soil and jerked the strong hold of something I felt. The ground moved north from me and heard Syler's gasp to discover. A staircase was always here and I gestured him to follow along. His hand gripped onto my shoulder and took me as a leader to the place. The ground started to cover up and darkens up so quickly.

"Dick, where's the lights?"

"It's downstairs, just relax."

"…was this how you became-"

"Shut up."

Syler instantly quiet about everything. It was a routine to walk in the dark due to one of the practice with Bruce. Syler has no idea and lights would be close to reach. It was nice and quiet to at least focus. My hands touched the wall on the left to feel something and I smirked. I stopped and felt his jerky hands.

"Why-why are we sto-"

"Can you at least trust me here? I ask that much, alright?"

"…right."

I sighed and let my fingers concentrated to the wall, but they were more caves naturally built by nature. He had no idea at all. He has a man-made cave. I led us into the opening wall and very little lights appeared in front of us. His hands eased up and knowing that I was doing what I was capable of. The lights were getting closer and brighter for us, but I was able to adapt such brightness. Syler had to be at least closing his eyes to maintain that much brightens.

We were in an underground cave, but a special cave for specific creatures that uses this place other than Bruce, Alfred, Barbara, and me. They fluttered out and Syler jumped to hear the sound of them. I patted his hand on my shoulder. Syler opened his eyes and adjusted to the lights. He awed the entire place, the equipment, the automobiles, stairs, computers, and chemicals. Of course, his eyes met over at the computer and discovering a man in his hero costume was unidentified. Syler pointed to be sure this was real enough as he gathered himself to discovery.

Someone was coming down the stairs and Alfred smirking away to see I've returned after a few years. He looked over at Bruce, who's wearing the Batman outfit, but the mask was off. Alfred shook his head.

"Master Bruce, I am supposed you are not aware that your son and his guest are here?" Alfred interfered the man's breaking down crime links.

Bruce bolted his back up and turned around to see both Syler and me. Syler already had his hands off of me and he wasn't exactly pleased to see another secret exposed.

"Dick, why did you bring someone here?" Bruce demanded to know.

I crossed my arms, "Relax, would you? He's one of the Teen Titan." I was careful to lie straight to him alone.

Bruce's blue eyes glanced at my wrist, "Then, why are you wearing a bracelet?"

"I started to like them, alright? Starfire gave them to me. I can't say no to her."

Bruce doubted me, "That bracelet is earth material and similar to the Wayne company. Unless you forgot to inform that?"

I glared, "How about drop the subject? I didn't come here to be treated like thirteen years old again. I thought you'd like to meet Syler." I gestured him to X.

Syler waved and chuckled nervously. Bruce observed Syler a little, but I wasn't too sure what to really expect here. It's something totally new and Bruce changed. I don't know what changed, but something has gotten off. Alfred joined up in the middle to maintain neutral beyond everything. He nodded a couple of times; so far…Alfred doesn't mind much with Syler. Bruce, on the other hand, leaves much mystery.

"What is your ability, Syler?"

"Um, self-defense, yoga, acrobats, and a little of dancing." Syler told him all of that, but why? He could have easily mentioned just self-defense and nothing else.

"You have been stealing from my company, Dick. Why did you bring him here?"

Syler immediately hid from behind me and I had no idea how Bruce could just figure that out. Syler left out in technical skills, but why this so obvious?

"He's not a thief! Honestly!" I glared, "At least consider the fact I wanted him to meet you guys? I trust him this much and he hasn't even given away my identity to anyone."

Bruce eased up a little, "Are you sure? Because it seems like he kidnapped you if he's capable of stealing as well. You acted right on the part to defend for him. Correct, Red X?"

Syler's jaw dropped, totally speechless about everything, and unsure what to do or say in this situation. Bruce has change. He gained more…awareness of everything around him, including his neighbor.

"Drop it, Bruce! He's not a thief!"

"Then why does he contains a certain compound chemical of the Wayne companies have on him?"

"…that's because I gave his suit that power source!" I grumbled, almost growling.

Bruce titled his head, but he wasn't any easier in this part. Alfred shifted his tray of hot coffee for us and I helped myself as I thanked him. I insisted Syler helped himself and he did anyway. He hasn't said a word.

"He has stolen diamond jewelries, portraits, and kidnapped you at least…half a month to two months by now. Are you going to insist he is not one, Dick?"

Dick glared, "How about shut the frigging up, Bruce? You're talking nonsense. He hasn't actually stolen them, they're still there, and last time I checked, he's clean as a whistle. I wanted him to kidnap me because I need a damn vacation!"

Somehow, Bruce didn't believe me much and demanded that we leave. Syler had no issue of leaving and I couldn't believe how much changes Bruce has gone through. What's with him? Never in all my life has that Bruce gotten quickly to judge people liked that. He doesn't know the whole story! Alfred seems fine to approve, but that's almost the entire family. I lead up the stair to the living room and spotted a grown woman who's playing video games. Her red hair has gotten longer and softer now. However, her video game addiction hasn't ended for her much.

"And here I thought you're more mature than that, Barbara." I crossed my arms.

She jumped at the sound of my voice and paused the game, "Geesh! A warning would have been nice, you know? Honestly, men around here is-" She stopped to notice a guest, "…Dick, who is he?"

My eyes rolled, "Wow, thanks for the welcome back home. Syler, this is Barbara and Barbara, meet Red X I was telling you about."

Her eyes widen up, "You're finally going out with him?" She pointed at Syler.

Syler jumped and wondered, "Wait…Dick has been crushing on me the entire time?"

My eyes blinked several times, "Since when did I ever confess any of my feelings before?"

Barbara snickered, "Wow and here, I thought it was already known. Dick, you made Red X like your crushee and you haven't exactly stopped talking about him. The way you talked about him was something else." She nodded, "So, ya guys datin' now?"

I felt cold on my cheeks…she knew too? Syler and I glanced at each other. Alfred started to pass by, but he joined in with us.

"She and I were wondering when you're going to go out with him." He commented.

Syler glanced at me confusingly, "You were talking about me?"

I shrugged, "I was after you, I don't get how they already figure that out."

Barbara giggled, "Of course, I figured you had no idea you're gay. I thought the Titan girls would tell you."

My eyes rolled, "Yeah, but I was talking about him as a criminal! Honestly, don't you think it's wrong?"

"Criminal or not, Batman got the same issue too. You'd think he would finally go out with Catwoman by now. Tsk, tsk," She shook her head.

I sighed, "Not with that attitude Batman got going."

Alfred nodded, "Yeah, Joker has seemed to be affecting him personally."

Syler and I jerked our head over to Alfred and that was something new to hear. Syler and I glanced at each other, trying to figure out what they had meant, and being away from home for a few years has changed a lot.

"What did Joker do?" I scratched my head.

Barbara sighed and turned off the game, "You see, about around last year. I was with Batman on the mission and getting into Joker's plan to crazy on about putting grouped of men in one huge room and grouped of women in another room. Almost one more room just between Batman, me, and Joker. It was a trap mostly for me, but I was like insider whatever that container was and defenseless without my weapons. Batman, on the other hand, he was tied up to the pole behind his back." She sighed miserable as possible.

Syler and I had no clue what was going on, but this didn't sound much like Joker's typical scam or something.

"Why was Joker having specific people in two separate rooms?"

Alfred shook his head, "You'll see, but I will let Barbara know since she witnessed it all."

She frowned, "Apparently, Joker wanted to force the hostage to fool around with Batman. He would have them blindfolded and force them to kiss Batman. If Joker wasn't satisfied with Batman's answer or reaction, he would often bring out either a man or a woman to kiss the man. Once Joker gotten Batman through each victim, he confessed to the oh, great, hero about this feelings. I thought it was just pulling his legs, but he proved himself to think Batman was gay." She shrugged, "Batman was more disturbed about it and Joker offered two choices. It was either to have sex with him or I'd die. Luckily, while they were both distracted, I managed to escape by creating a hole that took three hours to break. I got behind Batman and freed him. Joker hasn't given up on the sex part, but Batman changed completely since that day."

Syler and I had no clue. Bruce had to put up a lot of messed up crisis. So Bruce was having some difficulty. I noticed I was in Syler's arms and we're sitting on the couch. What the? I hurried off of his arms to get some space between us.

"So Bruce is having trouble figuring out the fact that Joker has a gay crush on him?"

Barbara sighed, "Unfortunately, he thinks gay people have mental problem. I tried to convince him that's a normal attraction, but he refused."

Alfred nodded, "He has gotten more…quieter and too cautious around other people. Which, you have noticed how he treated Mr. Ritter."

Syler moved his head back, "How did you even know my name?"

My eyes rolled, "Trust me, Syler, Alfred knows."

Syler nodded along and Barbara nodded along.

"Anyway!" Barbara interrupted the silence, "I think Bruce will get over it once he starts having sex to someone he's comfortable with. Honestly, I'm old enough to be his since I have known him long enough. I am twenty-four and we're only dating so far. That he's ten years older than me."

My jaw dropped, "You can't be dating him!"

"And you're dating Syler." She crossed her arms.

"That's different!"

Syler gawked at me, "How are we different? I'm older and so is Batman."

My eyes beamed at him harshly, "Shut up, X. This is Bruce. He doesn't date because he's constantly fighting criminals!"

"Actually, I'm going on Barbara's side for this." He shrugged.

Honestly, what world was I coming to? I just couldn't take it anymore and realized the time. So I purposely reminded Syler about his sister and Alfred kindly led us out of the manor. Barbara sung about her and Bruce dating, but I didn't think that would ever work out. Him and her? I didn't exactly see it at all. Syler made sure I was back into the house, accommodate the metal band on my wrist to the original plan, and kissed me on the cheek before he went to pick Gari up.

Today was totally weirder than I have imagined. Bruce wasn't the same to admit that, but what could I do? Convince him to have sex with Joker? Pff, Joker would be insane! Maybe the other villains would be better off for Bruce or something—

I froze at that idea and realized I was kind of in the same situation, but would it even be worth it? Syler behaved pretty well, but Bruce crossed the line. He's not himself, but what caused that to happen was Joker's fault. That flipped me inside out and shook my head. For now, I'd worry it about later. I've gone one mission that last a month to think about it. My head shook.

Yes, this is much longer than the last chapter. Hopefully you had fun reading at least and it's supposed to be like a full day detail anyway, but I couldn't think of anything else much. Anyway, unsure when the next chapter will be out, but hopefully soon! :'D