A/N: o.o This one's a bit longer, but not much. I like leaving little cliffies for you. The next chapter should be the last, although since I haven't written it, I don't know for sure, but I'm nearly 100 sure and that's good enough for me. o.o I'm thinking of writing in review responses at the end of the story to anyone who's reviewed, but I'm not sure. I mean, I used to respond to what they said, but if the story's over.. ::Sigh:: I'll just put thank yous out and name everyone. ::Grin:: Hearts to all of you who take the time to review! Sorry for the lack in updates so...without further delay...On with my short little update.

-Apprentice, Continued-

By Lyla Hayden

Part Seven:

Robin hurriedly pushed the locking mechanism down, keeping them from getting the door open before they sped away. Robin pulled his seatbelt down and clipped it closed. Seeing that Slade had yet to put his on, Robin unbuckled, reached over, and put it on for him before redoing his own.

"Thanks."

"Mmhm. Seatbelts are always good when you're going..." he looked over at the rising speed-o-meter, "Seventy miles an hour in a thirty zone."

"Not for that. For helping me."

"Oh..." Robin looked back out the window to the trees as they flew past. Should he say "you're welcome"...? No. It was said without him actually having to form the words and speak them aloud. The words were already known.

They pulled into the driveway and Slade jumped out, popping the trunk open but taking nothing out. Robin got out much slower and went to grab all the bags. He ended up taking two trips just bringing them inside. Once he had brought them all in, Slade threw across a bolt on the door.

"Go do the back door, pet." Robin nodded and did as he was told. Arms wrapped around his waist and Robin's head turned to look. Slade rested his forehead on the boy's shoulder and sighed, pulling him taut against him, rousing a soft squeak of alarm from Robin.

One hand slid up Robin's side and he found himself closing his eyes in pleasure. The touch paused at the collar around his neck, then moved on to touch smooth red lips. A pink tongue pushed out between them and encircled two fingers.

Robin pulled the fingers into his mouth when he heard a moan from the man behind him. His tongue flicked out over the skin, sucking only enough to tease. "Robin..." Said boy paused, glancing over at the man cautiously.

"Nevermind." A warm kiss was planted on Robin's neck and he tilted his head off to one side to allow more access. The hand around his waist slid to his pants and began to undo them. Robin moved one hand to help, holding Slade's wrist gently with the other as he continued to give Slade that wonderful tongue-bath.

A hand wrapped itself around Robin's building erection and he pushed himself farther into that callused hand. Sharpened teeth bit down on his neck and Robin let out a guttural moan. He could feel Slade's hardness pressing into him.

Slade pulled his hands away from the pleasure full skin. Before Robin could object, he was spun around and tossed roughly against the door. Hands slid over his body, removing what clothing he had on.

Robin attempted to remove Slade's as well, but he only seemed to get in the way, so he waited before he pulled at the man's clothes. Once fully unclothed, Slade pressed himself against Robin in an entirely new manner then he had before.

Their erections rubbed heatedly against one another and Robin couldn't fight off any of the arousing moans that were cascading down upon him. Neither, it would seem, could Slade. The house was filled with their erotic scent and sounds.

Slade had left about an hour ago and as Robin was sitting on the bed reading one of the books Slade had picked out, he heard shouting and things being thrown at the house. He jumped to his feet, wrapping a blanket around himself as he went.

Walking over to one of the windows, he pushed it open and leaned out. His collar didn't go off, although that seemed to slip his mind. Maybe since it was a two-story window...

Outside, near the door, stood four figures. He didn't need to see their faces to know that they were the Teen Titans. "No..." Robin whispered softly. Raven seemed to have heard and turned to look up at him.

"ROBIN!" They all flew up to his window and Robin took a step back to avoid being hit. They flew into the room landing near the bed.

"What the hell are you guys doing here?" he shouted, clutching tightly at the blanket wrapped firmly around him.

"We put a tracker on the car so that we could come and save you," Starfire said with a smile. "Why did you lock the door when we tried to open it? Or was it just our imagination?"

"No. I did."

When he made no further attempt to speak, Raven did. "Why?"

"I...I'm not sure." Robin walked back over to the bed where the book lay and he crawled up onto the bed. He plopped down with a sigh and let the blanket fall to curl around his waist.

Starfire arched and eyebrow as Robin picked up the book and began to read it again. "Where is Slade?"

"Out."

Beast Boy sat on the bed next to him. "Come on, Robin. We don't have all day. Let's get out of here."

"Nope," Robin shook his head, turning his back to the group. He wasn't sure why, but he didn't want to leave. "This book is good, you should read it. It's called 'Ender's Game.' I can't seem to put it down."

"I've read it. And what do you mean 'no'?" Cyborg walked over to the front of Robin and pushed the book down.

"I mean...I don't want to go. This is a good book."

"Then take the damned book with you!" Cyborg pulled the book away from Robin and stepped back to avoid the reaching hands. Robin growled and pushed up to jump and grab it, the blanket slipping some as he went.

The girls' faces all turned red and they spun around. Beast Boy frowned and Cyborg blinked in astonishment. "Are you naked, Robin?!"

"What of it?" Robin asked, shamelessly not blushing. He pulled the sheet up enough to cover himself and made himself comfortable ling on his stomach atop the bed. "Would you please leave? You can come back later, when Slade's home. Which should be in an hour or so."

The girls both turned back around and then the screaming started. All four of them began to shout and scream at Robin that he had to go with them, that he couldn't stay here, that he had to go with them, that he needed to go home, and was the whole 'he had to go with them' mentioned?

"SHUT UP!" Robin roared setting the book down with unneeded force. Every single voice began icily quiet and they all stared at the raven head. "Thank you." He sat up, curling his legs beneath him.

A timid knock came at the door and everyone turned to look. "It's open...?" Robin watched as the door flew open, and off its hinges. There, in the doorway, stood none other then Slade.