Prize-drabble for Jayto who won second prize in our Easter Sladin competition over on facebook with her "EASTER DRABBLE 2013" (link, but it probably won't show up because of ff reasons: s/5265898/24/ )

She wanted Black Sheep, and here is Black Sheep! This takes place after the last drabble (92: Black Sheep: A Crackin' Good Time)

Black Sheep – The X factor

"Hello, Robin."

The leader of the Titans whipped around, but then he chuckled as he spoke.

"You just can't pull that off like Slade can, Red X."

"Huh?" the thief said, looking confused that his verbal ambush hadn't spurred a bigger reaction. Robin had drawn his bo-staff, yes, but the chuckling didn't really seem right. Annoying the kid −or rather 'young man', nowadays− had been one of the thief's favorite pastimes but then the bird-boy had started to disappear a lot, and the rest of his team weren't really that much fun. And now Robin was acting strange. "What do you mean 'like Slade'?"

"Nothing. What do you want, X? Don't tell me you actually decided to tell us when you are going to commit a crime now?"

"No, I'm just here to tell you that I'm on to you," the slightly older young man said smugly.

"On to me?" Robin's expression immediately turned a bit guarded, and even slightly… scary. Red had expected to be attacked or yelled at, not actually feeling intimidated by the fact that Robin looked like he contemplated the best place to hide his body. Not that the thief would back down now, though. No. But he put a hand on his belt, just in case.

"Yeah, been noticing you popping up in this area a lot lately. On this roof, even! It means something, I just know it!"

"Wait, wait…" Robin retracted his staff and made a 'time out' gesture. "I know I've been gone a lot, but have you suddenly become a detective?"

"No!" the thief snorted like he had just been insulted. "What good would that do me? But yeah, you have been gone a lot! I even had to-" he cut himself off there, but Robin's curiosity was already peeked.

"You had to do what, exactly?" he asked, smirking slightly.

"Well, look at the time! Can't just stand around here talking to you all day… Bye kid!" the thief said and prepared to leave when the air was knocked out of him. When he dared to open his eyes again he was on the ground and Robin was straddling him with a smirk on his face.

"Hey, there are people who will miss me!" Red said nervously. "Well… not people as much as the ducks I feed in the park every Wednesday, but-"

"Just tell me what you were about to say," Robin snorted. "You even had to…?"

"Kinda mhmm ouh eree…" the thief muttered.

"Louder, please."

"I asked about you, okay?" Red X groaned, like it was the most shameful thing he had ever admitted.

"You did?"

"You were gone for weeks! I just asked Starfire if you were okay… got the burn mark to prove it!"

"Awww! You care!"

"Shut up and get off me! You gained weight, kid."

"Also gained a few inches… but so, but the feel of it, has you…" the black-haired teen smirked and moved around a little bit.

"Who are you and what did you do with Robin?! The real one would have never said something like that! You didn't even blush!"

"I grew up," Robin leered.

"You did the nasty! The beast with two backs! You knew someone in the biblical sense!"

"Yes. A lot," the teen snickered.

"They grew up so fast…" the delinquent sniffed. "Bet I could still teach you a thing or two, though…?"

"I kinda doubt that, and either way, I'm not available. Besides, why would I be gay?"

"Pft, I knew you were gay before you did, kid. Besides, just a hint; a straight guy does not rub himself on another guy's crotch. And sure, I usually go after the ladies, but I never turn an opportunity down."

"I know you don't…" Robin snorted, thinking back on a certain situation a few months before.

"What are you talking about?" the thief snapped, his feelings apparently hurt.

"Let's just say that I know how you react when you're flirted with," the hero snickered, not intending for the other young man to get the hint. But he did.

"The mall! The cute guy who pushed me against a wall in front of his father, asking if I wanted to hook up with him… it WAS you!"

"Fuck…" Robin muttered, sitting up a bit straighter. It seemed like they had both recognized each other… Unfortunately Red wasn't done with his conclusions and pushed himself into a sitting position, leaving the Titan sitting more or less on his lap.

"But… I thought your dad was Batman! And that was not Batman, he only had… one… eye…"

"…shit…" Robin muttered next, as he saw the coin drop.

"THAT WAS SLADE!" the thief exclaimed so loudly that the hero had to slam a hand over his mouth until he calmed down a bit. "That… was… Slade…" Red continued once he was allowed to speak again. "You were in the mall… with Slade."

"Well, I was undercover and-"

"And I called him your daddy…" Red continued, just staring out into thin air. "How am I still alive?" he asked, his worry evident even through the mask.

"Well, as I said, I was undercover, trying to- um, solve a crime I suspected him off, and-" Suddenly a voice spoke up behind them.

"Hello, Robin."

"See? That's how you're supposed to- oh, crap…" Robin said as he realized that the position he was currently in might not look as innocent as it actually was. Well. It was pretty innocent, at least! Just some harmless teasing, and… "Red? Run."

The Titan got to his feet and turned around, only to see Slade standing there in full uniform, which made a tingle race up his spine.

The thief had taken his advice, though, and was legging it for his life, pushing the button to his belt furiously when the cloaking device wouldn't kick in at first try.

As soon as the thief was out of earshot, Robin grinned up at Slade, slightly nervously.

"Hi, Tiger…?"

"Don't 'hi Tiger' me, what were you doing on his lap?" Slade asked darkly.

"No need to be jealous, I only tried to get him to…. um… confess something…" Robin said, hesitating as he couldn't quite remember how he had gotten into that position. "Then we just teased each other, like he said I had gotten heavy, and I said I had grown and that I could feel he was too, and then- wait!" he threw himself forward and wound his arms around one of Slade's, as the hand belonging to it was suddenly sporting a gun. Robin tried to weigh it down so the man couldn't lift it high enough to aim it at Red X's rapidly disappearing back. "You can't shoot someone for a natural bodily reaction!"

"Shooting people is a natural bodily reaction of mine," the mercenary pointed out. "And he had no business having one of those around you."

"Well, I was straddling him…" Robin pointed out, still hanging onto the arm, though it didn't affect Slade one bit. Whatever the reason was that he hadn't pulled the trigger, it wasn't the ability to aim.

"So?"

"And you don't think that's understandable?" Robin asked pointedly, and then adapted a very poorly acted pout. "You don't think I'm pretty anymore?"

"Stop it," Slade said, which might mean 'of course I do, you are the most gorgeous young man on this planet'. Possibly. Or he was just annoyed. Hard to tell. "What was he doing here, then? On our roof?"

"Ah, well…" Robin looked over his shoulder to make sure Red X was now out of sight. Then he let go of the man's arm and his toes finally touched the ground completely. "Seems he has been noticing that I'm spotted a lot around here. I don't think he knows we live here, and he obviously don't know about us, but…"

"I'll take care of it."

"No. Because that means killing. No. Nu-huh. No way. Leave him alone."

"If he's a threat, Robin…" Slade began, sounding like he was going to make a reasonable argument, but the teen would have none of that.

"He's not, he's just a thief and he'd be too scared to try to blackmail us or sell our secret. Besides, other people know. Lex Luthor knows. Yes, I don't want to advertise the fact that I got seduced by the dark side, but-"

"You did what? When did that happen?" Slade sounded amused now, thankfully.

"It's an expression!"

"Ah. Because I know a lot about your 'dark side' and-"

"Let's just go inside…" Robin growled and crouched down to press a secret lever that opened one of their skylights from the outside. He dropped down into the room below, their home gym, as it happened, followed by Slade. A button on a panel inside closed the skylight again, and then they were alone.

"So, what do you want to do?" Robin asked as everything was calm on the hero−front at the moment.

"I want to play a game," the man purred from behind his mask.

"I should have never allowed Cy to pick 'Saw" for movie night…" Robin sighed. "BB couldn't sleep for two weeks, and you seem to think it was an inspirational documentary…"

"Enough back talk. Come here, Apprentice," the man said.

Robin's face split into a wide grin. Oh, so that was the kind of game the man wanted to play? He was all for that. "Make me," he smirked and dashed out from the room and onto the open gallery hallway which overlooked the first floor. Instead of taking the stairs, however, he simply vaulted over the banister and landed lightly on his feet on the floor below.

Slade touched down a moment later, just as Robin had expected, and the teen kicked the man's feet out from under him. Slade went down but pushed away from the ground with one hand and flipped, landing neatly on his feet.

"You're agile for you age, 'Master'," Robin grinned and then yelped as the man almost got a hold of him. He just managed to get out of reach, however, rolled over the couch and under the coffee table before throwing himself across the room, hoping to reach the kitchen island. And he almost did.

"Got you," Slade purred as Robin was pressed against his chest, trying to push the man's bo-staff off his neck.

"Out of character!" the hero objected. "You would have never sad 'got you' back then! Booo! Penalty!" he added and slammed his elbows back.

"Fine. Three seconds," the man said and let him go. "One, two, three."

"Can't believe that worked," the teen grinned as he jumped up on the kitchen counter, backing away.

"You can try to run, Robin, but it is futile… give up now and your punishment will be… merciful."

"You'll never win, Slade! I will bring you to justice!" Robin yelled, drew his own staff and attacked. He almost immediately ended up flat on the floor with the man on top of him.

"It's pronounced 'climax'," the man informed him.

"Out of character again!" Robin claimed.

"I don't care," the man said and ripped the teen's mask off.

"Oh… well… thatis in character, I guess…" Robin had to admit as he squirmed, trying desperately to get out from under the man. "You won't get away with this, Slade!"

"I got away with your belt…" the man said, demonstrating the fact by throwing it away from them.

"You're getting better than me at that," Robin half accused him.

"The benefits is a motivation," Slade chuckled and released the snaps to Robin's cape. That was what the teen had been waiting for, though, as Slade had had one knee on it, keeping him in place. The hero shoved himself away and was about to get out of reach when the man grabbed his boot. Robin pulled his foot free, leaving the boot in Slade's hand, and rolled away.

They kept playing 'catch and release', or, 'catch and kick various body parts' as it usually went, Slade taking a 'trophy' every time he managed to pin the hero. Soon Robin was about to lose his tights, the last bit of clothing he had left. Of course the Titan didn't exactly oppose to the game and so items of clothing came off suspiciously easy, like now, as he lifted his hips while he was 'trying' to crawl away.

As the tights came off, together with his underwear, Robin made a dash towards the bedroom, but this time Slade stopped him for real.

"Not so fast, little hero…" he said and caged him in against one of the large windows.

"Ummm… mooning Jump City here…" Robin said, looking up at the man who hadn't even taken off his mask.

"Mainly the Tower and the bay area," Slade chuckled. "And I don't care."

"But-" Robin began but the man grabbed him by the ass and grinded their crotches together.

"I'm going to show them who you belong to," the mercenary growled.

"I better get your mask off and kiss you before you say something that makes me angry," the teen smirked and easily followed through.

"The truth shouldn't anger you, Princess…" the man smirked as the kiss ended.

"Slade, I'm warning you…"

"You're mine," the man shrugged. "That's a fact. Want to hear another one? I'm going to fuck you against this window now… and you're going to love it."

"That was two facts," Robin chuckled and then he heard the sound of the man's zipper being pulled down. "I hope the first one involves lube or the second one won't come true…" he counseled the mercenary.

"Of course," Slade snorted and then lifted Robin off his feet. It never seized to amaze the hero how easily the man could do that. Sometimes it was annoying, granted, but Robin didn't think it would matter if he had weighed as much as Batman; Slade would still have done this just as easily. He shook his head when a very bad image entered his mind, and wound his legs around his lover.

Slade did as he had promised and pushed Robin against the window, which made the teen grab a tighter hold on him.

"Are you sure it will hold?"

The man leered. "Finding out is part of the fun."

"Wait- but- aaangghhh! I was NOT ready, Slade!"

"I can feel that, you're so tight it almost hurts…"

"Maybe because I'm afraid of falling to my naked, bloody death! If the window doesn't slice me up first!"

"I've got you… And this window will hold for anything," the man said seriously. "Trust me."

Robin sighed and tightened his grip once more. "Damn you, Slade… yes." he mumbled.

The window soon creaked ominously, but Robin was far too occupied to worry about any impending death. Or that his friends might, for some reason, be playing with a pair of binoculars. If they were they only had themselves to blame, after all… Slade living with them in the Tower for so long had taught them all to knock and be wary of strange sounds. Eventually.

When Robin took a quick shower afterwards he found himself with a big smile on his face. He would have to head back to the Tower soon, but a little mid-day nookie with Slade wasn't a bad way to boost motivation for what might be a long night's work.

He was still grinning when he was walking around the living room trying to find his clothes. He had his tights on already but the rest of his things were in his arms.

"Heading out?" Slade asked.

"Yeah, need to catch some bad guys… have you seen my other boot?"

"I think it went under the couch. So… window sex agreed with you?" the man smirked. All he had done was tuck himself in and wipe a stain off the front of his uniform.

"Very much so…" Robin grinned back and couldn't resist kissing the man.

"See? You should trus-" The man glanced up towards the window they had just used and the next second he didn't only have a gun in his hand, he had also fired it. Robin had time to see someone hanging outside the window before it shattered. With the pane gone the shadow, who had kicked away from the building, ended up swinging inside and landed on a pile on the floor.

"The hell-? Red X?!" Robin yelled and rushed over , expecting to find a corpse, but the thief shakily got to his feet "Thank god you missed, Slade!" the hero growled.

"I didn't miss," the man snorted, highly offended. "I just wanted to bring him inside for a… talk."

Their 'guest' was now staring at them both and Robin decided to take advantage of the shock by yanking the other teen's mask off.

"Hey, what-"

"Only fair," the Titan shrugged as neither him nor Slade were masked. Just as he remembered it the thief actually had red hair, even though it was obviously dyed. He did have naturally green eyes though, and he didn't look bad at all… if Robin wasn't 'taken'…

"Fine… I… Um… Slade…?" the redhead said.

"Yes? What about him?" Robin inquired as the teen was looking at him, not the man.

"He's… standing… right behind you."

"Yes?" the Titan said again, knowing that there wasn't a cover up story in the world that X would believe.

"And you kissed!" the young man's voice was beginning to turn a bit more nervous now.

"Yes?"

"And… and… you KNOW WHO YOU ARE, right?! Wait… one of you lost their memory! That's it! One of you must have-"

"Nope."

"But… This isn't RIGHT! You can't DO this, it's disgusting! I-"

"Exactly WHAT is 'disgusting'?" Slade wanted to know, his voice so dangerous it needed a warning sign. "Let me guess? We're both men?"

"What? No! No, why would…? YOU'RE A VILLAIN AND A HERO! That's not ALLOWED! I'm telling the Titans!"

"Um…?" Robin gestured to a few photos in a book case which Starfire had given to them as a house warming gift. They all featured the Titans and Slade, more or less happily co-existing in different situations. Slade tended not to look amused in several of the pictures, though.

"They know about this?!" Red gasped. "Wait… did THEY lose their memory?"

"Nope."

"Drugs then? Lots and lots of drugs?"

"No."

"Hypnotization?"

"Nope."

"Some sort of magical slave spell?"

"There is such a thing?" Robin asked.

"Sounds interesting…" Slade smirked.

"But… But…" the thief almost looked like he was about to cry. "You're a villain, Slade! You're the big bad around here! You can't go hook up with wonder boy! Look what he's doing to you! You… You… have PICTURES IN THE BOOKSHELF! And… And… a … a… sofa…"

"Well, I always did find sofas useful, but I agree that the photos weren't my idea," the mercenary shrugged.

"Hey, you're not worried about what this does to me, then?" Robin asked X dryly.

"Well, no, you need the improvement…" the redhead smirked. "But I wish I had known you were into bad boys because seriously, kid… you and me…? Rawr…"

"Get those thoughts in line before I make them splatter against the wall…" Slade growled.

"And," Robin said, poking the teen's chest with a finger, "if you as much as breathe about this to anyone…"

"You won't be breathing much longer…" Slade added.

"Okay, I see it now…" Red X admitted. "You two are scary together…"

"We'll do more than scare you if you talk," the mercenary told him. "If I hear a single whisper about this building or about me and Robin… I will come after you. And I won't take Robin with me, because he likes it when people live."

"Actually, I might be willing to make an exception in this case," Robin claimed, though it was only for show. Mostly.

"Fine. Lips are sealed," the thief said. "But it's no fair! How am I going to make a living now?!"

"What do you mean?" Robin frowned.

"Well, unlike you, I'm not stupid enough to go up against Slade," the redhead explained. "And now I'll have him after me while trying to make an dishonest living?"

"I don't chase thieves," Slade snorted.

"Not unless someone pays you to," Robin grinned. "Don't worry, X, the only ones taking you to jail will be me and the Titans. As always."

"Ah, good. Although I'm not sure I'll be brave enough to even shoot sticky X-es at you now…"

"Tell you what," Slade said, "if you manage to pin my princess down somewhere… give me a call and let me know where."

"Princess?" the thief snickered.

"Your brain – splat – that wall," Robin said, illustrating his words with describing gestures.

"Might be worth it…" the redhead mused.

"Time to go. Need help with leaving?" Slade, who had run out of hospitality, said pointedly.

"Nope, just gonna take the window again… see you around pri- kid!" Red X saluted them and simply jumped out.

"Did you have to use that word around him?" Robin groaned as he hurriedly finished getting dressed.

"Slip of the tongue."

"Yeah, I'm gonna have you put that tongue to really good use when I get back…" Robin muttered. "Oh, and that window better be replaced by then."

"I'll make a call," the man said.

"Good.." the hero mumbled distractedly as he finally found his missing boot under the sofa. "See you later… probably not until tomorrow morning though… will you be here?"

"Probably, I have some work to do on the spy cameras," the man said.

"Okay, see you then!" Robin said brightly and walked out the door.

Slade let out a breath he had been holding, but found himself counting quietly in his head. Eight… nine…te-

Then the door slammed open.

"You said it would hold for anything!"

The End

A/N: Silly Robin, bullets are different than just pressure… oh, well… Slade DID say 'anything'…

Yes just some Black Sheep domestics with a large dash of Red X, but that's all I can give you from this universe right now As I don't want to do anything that might mess up a 5'th sequel (which is NOT being planned right now, so don't get your hopes up.. ideas are always welcome, though.)

I have another prize drabble in the works too, it will probably be out next week… been a bit distracted with drawing By Royal Command fanart for myself lately. Yes. *sob* have to draw fan art for myself, isn't that sad?! ;) Check my dA account if you're curious (link in my bio).