First Meet

Faint gusts of wind passed through the night air rustling some tree branches, and a young girl's hair. Blaze was sitting down with her head between her knees against the willow that sat by Jason's grave again. Her head lifted slightly as the wind hit her, her face was littered with tears, and her eyes were quite red.

"I couldn't do it" she whimpered quietly.

Her eyes locked with his name on the grave as more tears started to drip from her already swollen eyes.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't do it" she let out.

Her head fell back to her knees as she hugged them tighter to her chest and started to sob again. She stayed there for what felt like forever, remembering the times that Jason had held her in his arm when she broke like this. He was the first she showed her weak side to, but his comfort made her accept it. His warmth felt nice, and man did she miss it. Suddenly she felt that warmth again, her head sprung up only to find Nightwing.

"I'm sorry" he spoke low, as he continued to wrap his arms around her.

It wasn't the Robin she wanted but at least she was no longer alone. Her tears consumed her feelings, and she didn't mind the boy wonder's presence. She turned into his chest as he wrapped his arms around her tighter, as her sobs became worse.

Blaze awoke the next morning, shivering. She laid in her bed, her quilt thrown to the floor and her half naked body shaking from the cold wind that passed through her open window. She cursed softly as she stood and trudged over to the window, slamming it shut. Then she bent down and grabbed her quilt heading back to bed. Last nights events still lingered in her brain a little as she tired to fall back asleep.

After a long five minutes her tears came to a stop and she slowly pushed herself out of Nightwing's arms.

"Thank you" she said half heartily, not looking at him.

"Of course" Nightwing whispered, as he relaxed against the willow. "Are you sure you're alright now?"

"Ya..."

Blaze rested her head against the tree, closing her eyes, and letting out a long sigh as she whipped away the water on her checks.

"We miss him to Blaze, and you should know I'm always here for you" Nightwing spoke.

"I know, and thank you again" Blaze breathed out. "I should head home."

"Are you certain?"

"Yes, I'm fine now."

The pair stood up slowly, Blaze's body swinging lightly in the wind. Her eyes caught Jason's name and she balled her fists, holding back more tears.

"Bye " she said, facing the old boy wonder.

"Goodbye" he replied, watching her closely, then she disappeared.

Blaze shook her head and switched sides in her bed, pulling her covers tighter as she curled into a ball. She hadn't cried like that in what felt like years. Barely any water left her eyes at Jason's funeral, she hid in the shadows not wanting to draw any attention to herself. No one knew her, and would start to question her prescience. Bruce Wayne might have caught on to her identity, though back then she was still quite surprised that Jason had even kept her name a secret just like she had promised to keep his as well. Never in a million years would she had thought she be sharing kisses and secrets with her spunky enemy. His sweet smile slid into her mind as sleep caught her again, she hoped her dreams would be filled with happier moments this time.

Young Blaze sat at the edge of a building, one of her legs hanging over the end, and the other held her head up. Her masked gaze was locked with a vent shaft on top of of a museum next to her. The gap between the two buildings was an easy jump, but she had gotten quite bored of her schemes. She had been back in this town for a month and had robbed some quiet expensive buildings twice a week, but there was still no sign of the Famous Batman and his kid sidekick. Most bad guys would savor this and thank the gods, but Blaze was aching for a fight and she sure didn't believe in a higher power. It had been forever since she had fought anyone. She had launched a fist at Scarface, breaking his chest just before the cops hauled him and her father away, but she didn't even count that. No, her last good fight was when she almost killed the two rival mob bosses who murder her mother, siren's in the air making her run off. A sigh left Blaze's soft lips as she stood and made the small leap, landing only a few feet away from the air vent. She took slow stride's toward it, lifting her hood, but just before her hands reached the gate what looked like a dagger flashed in front of her, just barely missing her face. Her eyes glanced down at it as it stuck to the ground below her, it was no dagger, it was a bat-a-ring. A smirk played on her face as she rose her head, letting her hood slip off and she came face to face with the cape crusader. He was much taller then she expected, and held quite a dark aura that she could see why some of the low-class villains ran from. No talk, she thought, she had waited for this fight for to long. She charged at the Batman throwing a kick up as she neared him. He caught her leg easily, but she twirled out his grip with even more ease. She swung a punch, he blocked it and swung his own which she blocked as well. It went on like this for quite some time, they seemed quite evenly matched, but Blaze was losing her enjoyment. Sweat dripped from her forehead, and she had to do a couple back-flips to dodge Batman's next swing. She staggered a little with her landing, not fighting in forever made her quite out of shape. Suddenly she was grabbed from behind, her arms caught in someone else's. Batman still stood in front so who caught her, surely the kid she heard about wasn't this strong. Blaze turned her head to lock eyes with a young boy in only one mask that covered his eyes. She looked him over as much as she could and sure enough his costume held the red R that defined Robin. But this guy was no kid, the rumors were lies, he was older then her. Only by a couple of years but still, then again the villains probably considered her a kid as well, she was only 14.

"Got ya" the boy grinned, he had some spunk.

"If that's what you think, bird boy" Blaze smirked.

She used her powers and flashed out of Robin's grip, now standing on top of the vent shaft. The two heroes looked at her in surprise, or what she guessed was surprise on the Batman for all of his face was covered.

"You know boys you can't take me if I haven't committed any crime" Blaze grinned.

"We know you've robbed Museum's before" Batman spoke deeply.

"Oooooo I get graced with the cape crusader's voice, how lucky am I" Blaze sneered.

That remark earned a low snicker from Robin, startling her. But Batman shot what Blaze guessed was a glare at the boy, shutting him up. This conversation was helping her catch her breath along with making the night even more exciting.

"You know you have no proof of that, the paper's don't even know the name of whoever stole those artifacts" Blaze started.

"You are the only villain who showed up just when the crimes started" Batman said.

"Villain? Ouch Bats, that stung. I only take back what was mine."

"So you omit to those heists?" Robin asked.

"No... But I do like that word, Heist. Fancy"

Blaze telported again, this time reappearing in front of the bird boy.

"You're quiet intriguing" she whispered in his ear, leaning into his chest.

A grin appeared on her face as she felt her gesture effect the boy's body. Taking a move from Catwomen's play book felt wonderful, more wonderful then Blaze would have guessed. This was suppose to be effecting him not her as well. Blaze stepped back slowly, a little dizzy from her own seductive actions. The pair's eyes locked as Robin became quiet enticed with her. He was still a teenage boy with needs, and a girl hadn't been this close to him in years, surly not one as exquisite as her. Batman broke the moment though, throwing another bat-a-ring at Blaze. He had seen this technique to many times, it had been used on him, and he wasn't going to let his sidekick be tricked by it.

"Ah you're no fun Bats" Blaze whined, as she caught the weapon and turned away from Robin. "I was quiet enjoying myself."

She gave a quick glance back at the bird boy to see him still watching her. She smirked and licked her lips slowly, her mind bursting with excitement as Robin's showed her actions were blind-siding him. She was quiet the seductress.

"You should come with us quietly" Batman growled.

"O I'm sorry, didn't my little ploy annoying you Bats?" Blaze giggled. " Your sidekick is just so cute."

"I'm not a sidekick!" Robin suddenly yelled.

"My bad" Blaze honestly apologized.

The anger in his voice only making her heart-rate increase again, that's when she decided she couldn't stay here any longer. She didn't want to omit it, but this bird boy was clouding her vision and she feared if she fought him, her emotions might take hold.

"Sorry boys but I must go. Like I said before you have no proof, though this was fun. I would love to do it again Robin" Blaze hissed, then she was gone.

"Wait" Robin shouted as he tired to grab onto her telport, but didn't succeed.

"Are you alright?" Batman asked quietly.

Robin looked up, glaring slightly at the older hero.

"Ya, fine" he answered.

"Spunk" Blaze sneered a rooftop away, as she watched the pair argue. She couldn't seem to bring herself to telport farther away.

The bird boy shot a glance in her direction, not really seeing her but it still sent a shiver down her back. No boy had made her feel like this before. Surely she had some small crushes in her younger age but being a daughter of a mob boss ruined them all. She crouched into the dark as she watched the pair leave, Robin swinging around the fire escape with a grin on his face well Batman just took his grappling hook down. If she had met a boy like this farther back surly she would have fought her family, just like her father did for her mother.