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"Let go of the knife, Dawson." Batman's gruff gravely voice cut through the air.
Dawson's eyes narrowed and he struggled harder against Batman's hold, "Let me go!" He hissed through gritted teeth.
Nightwing limped over to the two and knelt down prying the knife from Dawson's hand, "What the hell was that about?" He asked throwing the knife away.
Lightning flashed across the bleak black sky letting loose a torrent of rain. Batman hoisted Dawson up to his feet. Dawson snorted angrily pushing Batman away from him; he glared at Nightwing muttering a few choice curse words in Japanese.
"I don't have to answer to you."
Batman grabbed his arm, "Yes," He growled as Dawson pulled his arm out of his grasp, "you do."
"Jigoku ni ochiro." Dawson sneered taking a step back.
Even over the rain and thunder, Batman could still hear the hitch in Dawson's voice, "Go home." He growled just above the rain.
By the time the command had registered with Nightwing, Dawson was already down the street and turning the corner, "You're letting him go just like that?" He asked incredulously.
Batman grunted giving him a challenging glare, "Yes."
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Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn
Logan grabbed the book from her hands, "That can't be the end! What the hell's going on?!" He growled throwing the book to the ground.
The front door opened and slammed shut, Logan's head jerked up, "Speak of the devil." He grunted turning for the foyer.
"Wait? It's Dawson?" Jennifer jumped to her feet, "Maybe ah should talk to him?" She didn't even wait for Logan's answer as she darted from the room and into the foyer.
Clothes soaked and rain water dripping off his bangs into his eyes, Dawson looked as though he had gone through the deep end and was just resurfacing.
"You're soaking wet!" Jennifer exclaimed as she carefully stepped around puddle so not to get her socks wet.
Dawson looked up at her, his eyes red and swollen, "I think I…I…" He shook his head spraying droplets of water everywhere.
Grabbing his hand, Jennifer led him up the stairs, "Come on we need to talk, but first you should change." She paused and turned to him running her hand through his bangs.
He grabbed her wrist and kissed her full on the lips. She fell into him feeling the blood rush to her cheeks as her hand found it's way to his back.
He pulled back holding her by the shoulders, "This won't work." He breathed not even an inch away from her lips.
"Why?" Jennifer frowned closing her eyes and leaning in for another kiss.
Dawson's lips brushed against hers before he pulled away, this time he walked around Jennifer and went up the stairs.
"I'm goin' ta change." He grunted disappearing down the hall.
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Dressed in dry clean clothes loaned from Bobby, Dawson stood in the hallway outside Jennifer's room. He was hesitant to knock on the door; he had to leave soon.
He lifted his hand and the door swung open, "Oh!" Jennifer raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Ah was just going ta get you," She stepped aside letting him walk in, "What happened to you back in Gotham?"
Dawson froze, "I don't really have a reason." He muttered bowing his head.
Jennifer closed the door while keeping her eyes on Dawson, "You don't have a reason for pushing Dick off his motorcycle and beating the crap out of him?"
Silence passed between the two for what seemed like hours; finally Dawson turned around and looked Jennifer in the eye, "I'm not coming back to the mansion anymore."
"Dawson." Jennifer frowned stepping forward.
Dawson shook his head, "I'm sorry." He whispered taking a step back into the shadows.
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I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what i choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
-Smashing Pumpkins, Disarm.
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A/N: The translation for Jigoku ni ochiro is 'Go to Hell'.
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