A/N: I don't own any of it. I'm only writing because I let a lot of people down with my updating. And readers should know that I'm not one of the Star/Rob fans so I'm not having them together, but if you are a fan I'm not going to dis them or anything, I'm just informing you. Since I haven't got enough votes to continue with the Slade part of this story I'm going to write about Batman. One of the options for the story is one vote ahead of the other, but I'm not telling you which it is, so keep voting or else this will be the last chapter. Read & Review. Enjoy.
Aeris-Raven Thanks for the complement. It's cool to know you like it. I will try to keep with updates but I have some tests coming up soon, so it might take awhile.
Dlsky I thoughts so. It is actually hard to define Robin's character at this point, because I'm not sure if it is reverting more to the films then to Teen Titans.
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Wayne manor, Gotham city.
Bruce Wayne had returned to Gotham City late. He had intended it to be a short visit to Robin and have him return back with him. However that plan hadn't lasted long. Robin was the closest thing he had to family but he apparently didn't feel the same, but no matter what Bruce Wayne/Batman intended to keep him safe.
The limo parked in front of door to Wayne manor and Bruce got out of the car and walked up to door where Alfred was waiting for him. "Master Bruce," His butler greeted. "I see that master Dick hasn't returned to us."
"He is just as stubborn as he always is." Bruce said. "He is a fool hardy idiot if he thinks he can kill Two-face." Bruce walked through a door and ended up in the Batcave. "Why can't he see that he is the only thing I care about? If anything happened to him I don't know what I'll do."
Alfred was standing by Bruce's side and said, "Every bird has to spread his wings and fly, I believe robins are no different."
Bruce turned around to face him. "You think I should let him do this and see what happens." Alfred just looked at him. "What if I loose him, Alfred? what then? I can't just carry on. I won't let anything happen to him."
"I believe you cannot stop a young man who has made up his mind on what he wants to do." Alfred glanced at Bruce before he left to go and check on the Batmobile. "I was never very successful with trying to change your mind."
Bruce looked down at the consol before him. He pressed a button and a video of the Titans Tower came up. No one was in sight, it was late at night but he thought that there might have been some sign of life in the Tower some noise, but there was nothing.
Robin. Bruce thought. I'm sorry I sent you away, I was angry with you and I didn't know what I was saying. I didn't think you would really leave me.
/Flashback—
"Robin!" Batman yelled at his partner. "You almost got yourself killed out there!
Robin got off of his motorbike. "But I didn't!" He yelled back.
Batman sighed in exhaustion. "But you could have." Batman took of his mask. "Do you have any idea what I would have gone through with the press if you had died? What would it sound like if they found out that Bruce Wayne's adopted son had gotten himself killed in mysterious circumstances? They wouldn't know why you where dead because I wouldn't be able to tell them the truth. There would probably be an investigation."
Robin walked up to him. "Is that all you care about?" He asked. "The press? If I died on a night round, all you would care about is how it would look like to the press. 'Bruce Wayne, the bad father!' that would definitely be bad press."
Batman took his utility belt off and put it down on a table. "And what if that is all I care about?" he said definitely.
"Then maybe I should just leave and make life easy for you." Robin retorted.
"Then go. It would settle a lot of problems for me." Batman started walking up the stairs, to get out of the Batcave.
Robin watched him go. "Fine, have it your way!" He screamed after him. "I will leave if feel about it so strongly! And when I go, I never want to see you again!"
/Flashback end—
I'm sorry. I have never really been there for you. Bruce looked back at the console, he checked his watch. 5:30 am. How long have I been standing here? He wondered. Bruce sat down on a chair near the console and tried to stay awake watching the screen to try and catch a glimpse of his adopted son. His son. Batman had always thought of him as his son. Even when he was his angriest at Robin he cared about him more then anything. Richard Grayson was Bruce Wayne's son and Robin was not only Batman's partner but also his son.
Bruce sat there for two more hours but still there was to movement in the Titans tower. The place should have been screaming with the sound of teenagers by this time, but it was still and silent. Bruce was now on edge, hoping that Robin was all right. He remembered Alfred's words, every bird has to spread his wings and fly, I believe robins are no different. If Robin was in trouble Bruce knew that he was perfectly able to get out of it himself. But he wasn't about to let Robin go without a fight.
Bruce went upstairs and told Alfred he was leaving. He went back down to the Batcave and checked the monitor, nothing and it was now 9:30. There was definitely something wrong and he intended to find out what. He changed into his Batman outfit and jumped into the Batmobile, taking off to Jump city. I won't let you down again Robin. Son.
With me.
SM: Okay here you go another chapter. Please vote for the door thing. And if you're still confused about the choices then read the last post, try and ignore my muses if possible, and if you're still confused mail me. I really need you to vote. Or this will be the last chapter, I can use blackmail! R&R.
