Okay! I've been busy, but juggled in between writing here and there! Okay, I'm off to babysitting for free because this baby is sooooo cute!

Slade had me trapped in this room for who knows how long. To me, it felt like two days. Was this his method way of punishing me or something? I was glad the toilet seat had a cover seat which helped in comforting knowing that I wouldn't smell it that much. Why Slade does even cared about me?

So, I kept myself busy by cleaning up with a quick shower. Nap. Toilet time. Nap. It wasn't much really. Until I got really bored, I ended up exercising to keep my strength and speeds up more than ever. I would practice self-defense over and over, performing the acrobats that my parents had me to stick with until I was free to learn a new move. I never got to learn the famous moves completely, but I added on more of my own eventually.

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"Robin, you haven't come out of your room in four days." Someone commented.

I groaned and blinked. I slept in most of the time and saw Slade standing at the door. Four days…that's why I felt it was a long two days. It was harder to tell when there's no clock or window to rely on. I brushed back my hair and shook off the tiredness.

"Sorry? I was sleeping in, do you mind?"

Slade shook his head, "How about get some food so I know you aren't starving yourself to death?"

He was lucky I stuffed myself that much the other day, but four days? How could have I not know it was unlocked? It's strange for me not to check on the door or when did I miss the unlocking moment? Was it around the time I was sleeping or exercising? Who knows, but I got to check for wherever the lock may be and remove it too…hopefully. Maybe this might be an opportunity to know his secret identity behind that mask.

I headed over to the refrigerator and thought to make a big breakfast with eggs, toasts, and some ham. I heard his sighing and I wasn't too sure what was going on now.

"What?" I felt like he's doing this on purpose.

Slade shook his head, "How about don't overeat? I thought you might like to do some swimming after this."

I wanted to spring the spatula after hearing that. Swimming? How at all in this place? It doesn't seem bigger than that or at all.

"Uh, not that I don't mind, but I don't have a swim trunk…you sort of kidnap me which left me no time to pack." I passed a faked smile for the hell of it.

Slade nodded, "No worry. There's a few set of trunks in the pool room."

So there's a pool room. Was this just a small section of the house or what? I couldn't place much of my fingers over anything, but what if the first door was more than just another set of bedroom? Slade has got me going and thinking about everything. It's too much to really handle the thoughts alone where my team might be more needed, only if I could reach them somehow. Raven cannot reach me mentally to make our connection work, so it was much more serious to what Slade was putting me up to.

So, I managed to eat half of it and Slade somehow took of the food to please himself. He went into the first room…or whatever that place was. I shrugged and ate anyway. It was nice to fill up my stomach for once and got things cleaned up. After all of the plates got clean, my elbows leaned on the sink counter and managed to wash off the soap. I sighed after thinking about Alfred.

Alfred was always doing all of this work. I hardly thanked him or anything else. He's there all the time and supported us no matter what. Crime fighting or school or typical fighting with Bruce. After the shot incident and how Bruce wanted me out of crime fighting, I was so upset. I accepted the consequences by oath. I accepted it all knowing the sacrifices I had to make. Even if it meant my own life and knowing I did something worthwhile or a difference. Of course, if I set myself aside…I wouldn't forgive myself. I'd be sitting on a sideline like how I saw my parents falling to their very death. A murderous work in front of my own eyes.

I never wanted anyone to feel that pain I went through. I wanted to prevent that from happening. I could have saved their lives and know that no one deserves it. Life has a greater moral value for me. Life must be protected, regardless of who it was…even if it was Slade. Slade doesn't understand. He never does. He may seem to think so, but I grew up in a life so differently. I lost my parents over to that Tony guy…I became Robin because of my mentor…I became a Titan Leader because of my friends. So much has overcome in my life, but Batman or Bruce never really appreciated it.

"No more dishes for you to do. You leave them alone." Slade was already picking me up.

I gasped, "Hey!" I kicked and pounded on his back, "Let me walk!"

Slade continued to carry me on his shoulder and I couldn't believe he was treating me like a kid! I wasn't a teenager anymore. I grew out of that and now, I was an adult. After four years, I'd think I should be able to stop Slade. Unfortunately, no criminals were ever easy, not even Joker was. At least Batman got Joker into jail a few times here and there. At least, my team and I were able to stop Slade's plans hundreds of times. So that has got to count something…right?

Of course, I noticed he took the first door and it was another living room set. So I was free to lurk in this room as well. I could see several doors for different reasons. Slade mentioned I could help myself around here, but why would he say that? Was he this confident I won't escape? There were hardly any threats.

The scent changed as we entered into a newer room. The chemical was strong, but tolerable. The feel was like moist atmosphere and very warm as well. Slade placed me down and couldn't believe the pool was huge. Probably twice the size of a high school or college pool would have. My jaw dropped and wasn't too sure what to really believe.

"Go ahead and take a swim." Slade insisted.

I felt like I couldn't breathe and didn't believe the existing pool in my very own eyes. Slade pointed a shelf holding swim trunks and towels, which was surprisingly strange he bought the right sizes. Then again, he's always a creep to know everything about me. I spotted a changing room and I wasn't going to give a pedophile to view. I came out and found Slade sitting down on one of those beach chairs with a book. Seriously? All I have ever seen him was reading a book. It wasn't even the same one!

I glimpsed at the shimmering water and wasn't too sure. I bent down and looked to be sure about anything. The pool was bright enough to see anything, even to tell that it's normal too –

SPLASH!

Water swirled around me and I hurried up to get to the surface. My breathing finally caught up and glared harshly straight out to Slade.

"What did you do that for?" I snapped and checked to be sure nothing was coming.

Slade shook his head, "You weren't in it and not going in by just checking inside. You're supposed to swim in it. Were you expecting something?"

"…sharks or eels mainly."

"Why would I do that? If I wanted to kill you, which would have been done long ago, with the rest of the Titans."

I blinked and repeated that in my head. If I wanted to kill you, which would have been done long ago, with the rest of the Titans. Why would he…right, he mentioned about it'd be ashamed to lose his best archenemy over something. Could Slade really mean what he said? Something about I cannot shake it off. I decided to hop off the subject and just swim back and forth. The more I swam in this pool, the more speed I picked it up quickly. It was like trying to be faster than Kid Flash in a sense.

I felt beach ball on my head, but I ignored anyway. I kept swimming with a rising challenge and at the corner of my eyes, Slade was throwing more beach balls at me. I had no clue why or anything else. I stopped in the middle of the lap and looked over at him.

"You know I can hear?" I frowned…and getting a kick out of swimming faster too.

Slade shook his head, "You were lapping. Swimming differently, would you?"

"It's swimming! I was pretending to be a mermaid…" I muttered.

"…you mean a merman? And isn't that Aquaman job?"

"So? Can't I use my imagination for once? What? Is that not a part of vacation?"

Slade threw another beach ball at my head and that was getting annoying. I growled at him, hoping he'd stop that, and I splashed at him. Slade glanced down at himself and couldn't believe what I have just done. Should I swim away or what?

"Out." He demanded.

I kept frowning and shook my head.

"No."

"Out or I will make you." Slade demanded or threaten in a sense.

"Make me." I stuck out my tongue at him.

Slade shifted his head, not really believing what I just had said to him, and he bent down.

"If I am able to catch you a hundred times, I can catch you. It's either you get out or I will whip your ass." Slade was extremely harsh about it.

Suddenly I felt the water no longer warm for me and naturally, rather not interested in what he could be up to now. I swum out of the pool and walked over to the towel section to dry up. I hug myself with the towel, avoided looking at Slade, and didn't understand his technique of getting me out of the pool. To think about, he was right. He always caught me. Each time, but I slip away somehow. I always do.

I felt my head's skin being pulled back and moaned in great pain. My hair was groped tightly and head pulled back. Slade wasn't pleased about anything, but whenever was he please about anything?

"The next time you splash at me, I will actually make you suffer." He warned.

I gulped down difficultly, "Okay."

His strong grip whipped downward and my entire body followed along since he pushed me to the ground. I caught myself onto the ground, almost slipping, and glad to rely onto the towel. Slade stood there, his mock watching at me was harder to believe how cruel he was, and knowing he doesn't want me to waste time. I gathered myself back together on my feet and started to walk out. Slade didn't budge his feet and continued to use his stalking eyes on me. It was creepy, no matter how much I wanted to fight against him on that, and how he's making me have a stupid vacation.

"Where are you going?"

"My room," I later muttered to be alone for the rest of the day.

I kept heading the same way like Slade dragged me through, but it's strange. I suddenly felt my clothes on my head and all the lights went out.

"Don't catch a cold." Slade stated.

My head shook and just took off my uniform. Just headed straight to the jail prison room…I swear, he wants me to see why jails are boring place. That's why…what was I going to do about it? I shrugged and gathered myself into my clothes. There wasn't much other than my usual Robin uniform. Back at the Tower, I can easily be in my pajamas.

I later curled up at the corner of the bed and thought about things. Vacation. It never has process much through my brain in my life time, but I try not to. It's like I was doing it for the sake of lives. If I did nothing, I would feel useless or horrible about…being on a side line. My team tried several times to get me on vacation. Starfire tried…even during her ways of "kissing me" moments. It never worked. I lost my interests in her later on. We became friends again, but the break up wasn't bad at all.

Could Slade be right? I just…get into the whole crime fighting a little too seriously? My head shook and felt frustrated. Slade was right? How could it be possible? Why was it going in a reverse? Slade was a villain who does things dangerously wrong. I was a hero who does things…protectively right. When did Slade become right? When?

I groaned and found myself startled at the very idea that Slade was only doing what's best for me? I accepted the faith of being killed as a hero, knowing I protect others as my job, and I won't let it be any other ways. I snatched the pillow and threw it against the door.

"Dammit, Slade!"

"Whoa." Someone new I heard, "I wish you installed emotions detection here."

My head jerked onto the other side of the room and saw the slick black suit, with an X on the chest, and a skull as a mask. I jumped and felt quite confused.

"Red X!" I hissed, but kept my voice low, "What are you doing here?"

X placed his hands on his waists, "Rumors were talking about you're missing by disappearing off the Earth. So I investigated this myself." He gave a thumb up.

My head shifted, "Rumors? Slade kidnapped." I groaned, "What are you doing here?"

Red X chuckled, "Kid, it's not right not seeing you with your team. If you're not there, I can't have my fun to pretend stealing things."

I blinked and felt startled at the idea that he would pretend to steal so he could have his fun with my team and me? To think about it, he never manages to get away with it so easily or grab the things he needed. Well, setting aside the Xinothiam which was more reasonable.

"So you came to visit me?" I bantered.

The thief shook his head, "No, I'm going to take you home. Who the hell is Slade anyway?"

I looked at him directly surprisingly, "You're breaking me out of here? Is-is this a trick?" I suddenly became suspicious.

Everything was too much to think of! Slade off behavior about this stupid vacation, Red X could just worried about me, and making his life interesting. But if it meant escaping here, I wouldn't have to worry about Slade.

"Kid, I'm on my own side. Besides, I owe you anyway." He shrugged, "So, are you coming or not?"

His question echoed in my head, knowing that I wasn't going to be here for too long. It was like a miracle! My heart raced to the fact I didn't have to put up with this crappy vacation here! It wasn't a vacation, it was more like a fun filled prison! I was more than glad to leave!

Next one possibly tomorrow. (5/24/12)