(AN: Thank you everyone for your comments xD you people are awesome! thephoenixhasrisen and KandyCraze thanks so much! If anyone has any ideas I am open. Also sorry this chapter is a little boring I was kinda having a block.)
I opened my eyes after falling asleep on Bruce. I looked around realising he was gone. I grumbled and ran my fingers over my scalp. Slowly sitting up I began to wonder what had happened. My body still sang from being touched by Bruce's and my cloths were on the ground near the door. I smiled just thinking about the Batman. He was most likely drinking coffee and reading the newspaper or possibly working out in the batcave.
I found my clothing and slowly put it on still in a daydream. Everything had been so wonderful lately, why? What did I do to deserve this? Bruce was possibly the hansomest, richest man in Gothem. Every girl wanted a chance to spend the night with him. And here I was, a little street kid, who lived with the Bruce Wayne. Some girly part of me laughed a bit at the other girls' misfortune, the other part of me (the more sinical part) wondered if it would last. Hardly any relationships where made to last and I learned that long ago. Not friendships, not reletives, and certainly not romantic endevours.
I walked out into the kitchen to find Alfred smiling to me.
"How are you, Miss Robin?" he asked pouring tea into several little cups.
"Good," I said smiling to myself as I took one of the little tea cups. "Alfred? Where is Bruce?"
"He's out. I heard there was some sort of armed robbery on the news, he probably went out to go and see if he could help." The Englishman sipped a bit of his tea and began to do the dishes.
"Without me? Why?" I asked helping Alfred clean.
"Robin," he said pausing and looking at me in a fatherly way, "Bruce...likes you...and I am still unsure to what extent he likes you but I believe he doesn't want you to help him with the Batman buisness any longer." I stared at the white-haired man dumbfounded.
"But, Alfred, I love being Robin! I want to help Bruce!"
"Miss Robin," he looked into my eyes, "Bruce..." he paused glancing down for a moment, "Bruce lost everyone he ever cared about. If you ask me, he became the batman to avenge their death and because, well, frankly he did not have anything to loose." I sighed as I thought about Bruce's family. I knew how he felt, if anything happened to Bruce I would...
"That's why I have to help him! I might be all he has, but he's all I have! I can't let him do this alone. He was the one person in the world who let he in his house and gave me a place to stay with food to eat. And now...well now I might just love him in different way." After I spoke I somewhat wondered what I meant. I did love Bruce but...what was I talking about. Alfred smiled.
"He is downtown... and he will need your help," Alfred smiled sipped his tea again.
I suited up and took off toward down town Gothem. Little did I know that my happiness was going to come to an end in the big city.
