A/N: This is short...I know...and I don't care. It was VERY hard to get this out and I know it's been a while since I've posted. Thank you all for you reviews. I'm thinking one or two more chapters to wrap it all up and tie up all the loose ends. ::Cackles:: Muahaha! ::Chokes:: Right. Anyway. Thank you for all your reviews! ::Giggle:: They made me happy. Which is rare for me... ::Cough:: Okay. On with the short update thing that I'll prolly get yelled at for posting it too soon!
-Apprentice, Continued-
By Lyla Hayden
Part Six:
Robin arched his back, once more lost in the sensations. "I...hate you..." Slade laughed and nibbled at the bruising skin.
"I know, pet. I know."
"This would be stage three, love."
"Stage three? How is THIS training?"
"Because...I don't know. But it's fun. AND you're outside for the first time in twelve days, right? That's good, isn't it?" Slade asked as he pulled out a book to read the back cover only to put it right back.
Robin jumped nearly out of his boots when Slade grabbed his wrist, tugging him to another corner of the store. "Come on, Pet. I wanna check out this shelf out." As Robin was yanked along throughout the store for what was a little over an hour, he was reminded of an apathetic child running around a candy store wanting anything and everything there was.
Not that he'd ever seen a lethargic child. All the children he'd seen were loud and quite energetic. Slade was neither. He carried around a heavy blanket of unaffectedness and cruelty. Although Robin knew different. He may act cruel, but he wasn't. Not really, anyway.
'Woah, I did SO not just think something nice about him.' Robin shook his head as he was pulled towards a CD store after dropping his books off in the car. "I want to go in for just a moment. I need to get Zao's latest CD..."
Slade let go of Robin's wrist and hurried into the store. After a few agonizing minutes Robin sighed and sat down on a bench just outside the store. "Oh, hell!" Robin turned around just as Slade crashed through the front door to the store, landing hard on his back and skidding back a few feet or so before stopping.
Robin jumped to his feet and ran over to Slade to see if he was alright. 'No! I don't care if he's alright or not. I just want to know if he's going to keep me up all night wanting my sympathy and what not.'
"Robin?" Said boy dropped to his knees next to Slade before turning towards the voice that had called his name. "Robin? Is that you?" There, standing in the store, was the remainder of the Teen Titans.
Perfect.
"Oh, gawd..."
"You don't have to fight them, pet. I'll meet you back at the car." Slade stood up and dusted himself off briskly.
"But-"
"I won't kill them. Promise. Car. Now." Robin looked back at the Titans one last time and then stood up, walking towards the parking lot. 'Don't die,' he found himself repeating as he neared the car. Who it was he didn't want to die, he didn't know, but he was sure whoever it was, he didn't want them to die.
Robin skid to a halt and spun around just to see the building explode. Well, the building didn't explode, but the air above it certainly did. Robin raced over to the explosion to find Slade pinned to the ground beneath Cyborg's foot, his main weapon pointed at the man's head.
"NO!" Robin shouted as he ran for the group. Cyborg turned to look at Robin and was then tossed aside by Slade. Slade jumped to his feet and ran for Robin, scooping him up into his arms.
"We're going to run now, pet. Now is not the time for me to take advantage of having you with me. By the way," he glanced down as the rounded a corner, dodging the green shots and flying objects, "why did you help me?"
Robin's cheeks reddened and he didn't respond. Slade's lips curled up into a soft smile as he ran, hurrying to the car. He put the Ex-Titan down and pulled open the door. Robin dove in, climbing over to his seat just as Slade sat in his own.
They took off just as the Titans attempted to get Robin's door open. Robin hurriedly pushed the locking mechanism down, keeping them from getting the door open before they sped away.
