Okay. I must write more. I have to admit, reviewing makes me REALLY happy. I got one, after my story had been up a couple hours, so I had to post another chapter. The same day. I'm serious. that's how much I love reviews. OKAY, so here comes the team! Enjoy everyone, and merci!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Batman. Or any other DC characters. But just you wait. Hee, hee.

This is for you, Aki! (my reviewer that made me SO happy!) (:

Bruce peaked into Jason's room, and had to calm himself from panic. The blankets were untouched.

He was a man of extreme wealth and as such his children were in constant danger. If Jason didn't come back last night… dang. He thought he'd done so well with Dick. Mild-mannered, energetic Dick. Now he had street-punk Jason who would be a pain in the rear if he felt any little thing was amiss.

He peaked into Dick's room and immediately all his anger toward the child melted. They said time heals injury, but that never happened to Bruce. He had always been the same, angry, driven by rage, until… well, if time couldn't heal a broken soul, children could.

Dick was curled up in a ball, his face buried in his pillow with Jason right by him, who slept on his side his arm draped over Dick, the other tangled in his hair.

He smiled, his heart happy, and softly cracked the door. Then he went to the kitchen and grabbed a bagel and some orange juice. He ate quickly and was out the door and off to work, his day job, before the sun had even risen fully.

When Dick and Jason woke up, they groggily poured themselves bowls of cereal and then made their way to the front yard, still in their pajamas, Dick's pac-man and Jason's pigs-eating-bacon.

They started throwing a ball back and forth lazily until Alfred found them and insisted on showers and day clothes. "But I don't want to sleep in my bed dirty!" Dick complained.

"Then take two showers, for all I care, but remember training!"

The boys groaned but showered and dressed themselves in workout clothing, starting with a hundred laps in the pool and then moving on to inside training.

"That stunk." Dick commented to Jason, who had jumped off a perch, folding himself into a flip, swinging on the bar and stumbling before face planting on the mat.

"Okay, Mr. Mighty one, if you're so good, then prove it!"

Dick smiled eagerly, knowing he could win this with an extra mile. "You're on."

He ran to a swing hanging from the soaring ceiling and ran forward before jumping into a perfect hand-stand, on the swinging trapeze as it swung him backward, throwing him up in the air as he aced a backflip and pushed off the perch, doing a twist and a flip before grabbing the pole and swinging himself around it once,, flying through the air with a diamond-perfect double flip, landing as gracefully as an owl, on his hands, and finishing by doing a graceful handspring to his feet.

Jason rolled his eyes. "Showoff." He muttered, but he knew that if Dick really had wanted to show off… well let's just say, he wouldn't bet a penny against him.

"Beat that." Dick grinned.

They kept training for another while before Alfred came in: "Master Dick, you have a call." He held out a laptop to Dick.

"Okay, just give me a sec…" He ran to the secret compartment and pulled out one of hi domino masks, slapping it to his face. Then he ran back and thanked Alfred before running into his room upstairs and answering the call.

"Yo, where are you, Rob?" Kidflash's face appeared on the screen, along with Miss M's, Artemis, Kaldur, and Connor.

"At… home. I'm training." None of them knew my secret identity, Kidflash had guesses, but currently no solid fact. They didn't know I was related to the Batman or anything. They thought I lived a normal civilian day life.

"Well, why don't you come here for a while?" Offered Megan.

"Where are you going?" I cringed, here came Jason. They'd never met Jay, or even knew he existed.

"Wait- what, Robin, who is that?" Artemis groped.

Behind me Jason bent over the screen, lacking a mask. Hs grey-blue icy eyes glared down on everyone. His reddish-black hair was parted as usual, and he had a characteristic arrogant scowl.

"Jay…" I groaned, burying my face in my hands. "He's my little brother."

"Robin, you never told us you had siblings." Superboy looked on with interest.

"Ha. I'd bet he never told you Batman was our-"

"Jay! That's enough. Batman has sworn me to secrecy."

"Not me!" Jason grinned.

"Hmm… let's see what he thinks about that when I tell him." Jason shut up immediately.

"You should come here. Today's a Saturday and we're hopelessly bored." Zatanna peaked in.

"And you can bring your little brother." Added Megan.

"I don't know if that's the best idea…"

"You're taking me, you… crap." Jason was forbidden from cursing and was so far not doing it often, but also not having it naturally. He often paused right where he was going to cuss and replaced it upon a glare.

"Jay…"

"Dickybird you're taking me or your dead."

"Did he just call you 'Dickybird?'" Asked Kaldur.

"Nothing! It's nothing!" I hissed. "Fine. I'll take you, but you better be good." I finished with a growl.

"Yes!" Jason's eyes gleamed with excitement.

"But wear a mask!" I complained as I hung up.

"You got it, Dickybird!" And he sped out.

I stood and changed out of workout clothes, donning a Superman sweatshirt and a black leather jacket and dark blue jeans. Also, a pair of shades, and stuffed the mask in my pocket, sunglasses would fall off if things got messy.

I found Jason by the front door wearing his style, a shirt with a skull and ripped up jeans and tennis shoes. He also wore shades and had a mask stuffed in his pocket, I could tell by the black tip peaking out. "You ready?" He grinned.

"Just remember to call me Robin, and I'm only going to call you Jay. We do not want to get in trouble with Bruce.

"Got it." Jason grinned. "Hey, Alfie! We're going out!" he called.

"Be back by dinner time, sirs." Alfred poked his head out of the library nearby.

"Got it." I said. "See you, Alfred."

So we opened the door and left.

I know, the Team mention was brief, but they are totally in the next one- not just on the computer screen. Jason also admits (if only to himself) that Dick is a good fighter, don't you guys just love a mix of sibling rivalry and fluff? *Giggles* Anyway, please review (Thank you again, Aki) and more than that, enjoy!

Je vous remercie, de bons lecteurs! (sorry, I've been learning French and I LOVE it!)

~Universe

P.S.: it means "Thank you, good readers!", but strangely, raw translation it means "I you thank, of good readers!" Foreign languages are so weird...