Urgh... I had a bit of trouble writing this one, so if this chapter feels a bit strained... I'm super sorry. D:
So CN's apparently not airing any new YJ episodes anytime soon. D: I am so fricken' annoyed at that channel right now. They just aren't asterous, at all. :B
Well, please enjoy the fic~ ^^

Dick was fine with leading the way. He was fine with the distance they would have to cover to get to their destination. He was fine with having to get to their destination through some mode of transportation. He was fine with that mode of transportation be a motorcycle, particularly Roy's rented motorcycle.

Most of all, he was completely fine with having to hold onto Roy and lean close to his ear to give directions.

Okay, not really. He was actually overly conscious of the feeling of Roy's body in his arms. To make matters better... worse, was the fact that he had to press his cheek against Roy's back.

Roy only had one helmet and since he was the driver, he was the one to wear it. Dick had no choice but to press himself against Roy to keep the wind from annoyingly whipping at his face.

The whole ride to Wayne Enterprises was way more annoying than it had to be. Hold on too loosely, and Roy would know something's up, cling on too tightly, then Dick would be setting himself up for an awkward talk with Roy later. He had to find the perfect balance that said he liked the other boy, but only as a friend.

"Take a right at the next signal," he murmured into Roy's ear. He sighed and returned to leaning on his back.

Under different circumstances, Dick would have enjoyed riding on a motorcycle with Roy, but, at the moment, keeping his feelings in check and stopping Cheshire was more important.

Dick jumped off the motorcycle once they reached the towering skyscraper of Wayne Enterprises. "We're here. Keep in mind, we're not going to get the warmest welcome. Batman's pretty intimidating at times, you know, with his glare and his 'I AM THE NIGHT!' shtick," he ended his explanation with an imitation of the caped crusaders gruff voice, which he completely failed at.

"Whatever, as long as we get what we want," Roy scoffed and walked into the building.

The security guard at the front desk frowned the moment he laid his eyes on Roy. "Hey, you're not-"

"Did a woman, about 5'6", come through here?" Roy cut him off.

"What? Look, whoever you are, you're-"

"Just. answer. the question.

Dick stepped in front of Roy, knowing that this would go nowhere. "Frank," he said, glancing at the man's name tag so as not to arouse suspicion, "we don't have time for this. You were here last time I came here, and you know it was because I had to stop nanobots from stealing info from the company."

"Yes, that's true..."

"We think there's someone trying to threaten Wayne's company again. I just need to check the security cameras to see if anyone's infiltrated the building. You can even watch me while I do it, is that cool?"

"Ah... alright, alright, go ahead. I know you're a good kid, anyone who can team up with Batman and stay sane has to be a good kid. That or completely insane."

Dick snickered as he began looking at the different videos captured by the security cameras on the computer. "Thanks, Frank. And... Batman's actually not that bad when you get to know him. Hey, Red," he nudged Roy with his elbow, "you know Cheshire's face, right?"

"Yeah," Roy grunted as he switched spots with Dick.

While Roy watched the videos, Dick turned on his holographic computer and pulled out a USB cord from his glove. He plugged it into a port, typed a bit on his keyboard, and soon, a holographic model of Wayne Enterprises popped up.

"How many people are in the building?" he asked Frank as he counted the blinking dots in the model.

"At the moment... there should be fourteen, including me."

"Hmm... Red? Anyone in the vids?"

"No," Roy answered.

"There's only fourteen people in the building, just like there should be," he turned back to the security guard, "and no one came through here?"

"Well, there was a woman who came in earlier, but she left immediately.

"What?"

"Describe her!" Roy demanded.

"A-Average height, thin, and black hair and eyes."

"Did she ask for Bruce Wayne?" Dick said hurriedly.

"Well, yes, but Mr. Wayne hasn't been here lately. I told her to leave her contact information so we could get back to her, but she refused and left."

"When was this?" Roy said.

"About ten minutes before you came in."

"Crap, Red Arrow, we have to go!"

Dick yanked the USB cord out of the computer and dashed out of the building. He was already on the motorcycle, putting on the helmet, by the time Roy ran to the parking lot.

"Hey-"

"No time! It'll be faster if I drive."

Roy pursed his lips, but he got on without any protest. It was an awkward seating arrangement, for Roy basically towered over Dick. He wrapped his arms around the thin waist in front of him and placed his chin on Dick's right shoulder.

"You think you know where Cheshire is going to look for Bruce Wayne next," Roy said.

"Yeah, I do," Dick started the engine.

"Where?"

"Wayne Manor," Dick answered and sped out of the parking lot.

Already by the third signal light, Dick was pretty certain he had broken at least a dozen traffic laws. He was going way beyond the speed limit, that was for sure.

"You were pretty damn polite to the security guard," Roy shouted over the cacophony of vehicles.

"I can be charming when I want to be."

"You mind telling me why we're in such a hurry?"

Dick swerved the motorcycle into the lone street that led to the manor. "Bruce Wayne... is out of town. It'll be a lot easier to infiltrate his place if he's not there to call the police."

"For a guy who's as rich as he is, wouldn't he have some sort of security system in his estate?"

"Yeah, but Cheshire creamed you-"

"She did not-"

"So, the place will probably need us for back-up."

The wheels of the vehicle screeched to a halt in front of the gates of Wayne Manor. The place was surrounded by brick walls eight feet high, and the one metal gate that the two boys were currently in front of was nine feet high. Add the looming trees alining the road that led to Wayne Manor, and the manor looked like one of the most unwelcoming places in Gotham.

On the brick wall to the right of the gate, under a gold plate that had the name Wayne written in curvy and loopy font, was an intercom. Roy walked over to it and was just about to push the doorbell attached to it when Dick stuck an arm out, which effectively stopped the redhead in his tracks.

"Wait," he commanded.

"What is it now?" Roy grumbled and crossed his arms. Dick could tell that he was getting tired of the cryptic way he was acting.

"Hang tight for one second," Dick smiled. In response, Roy walked back to his motorcycle and leaned against the seat. He crossed his legs at the ankles and looked up at Dick expectantly.

After a quick scan around the area, Dick turned on the holographic diagram of the manor's perimeter. He sighed in relief.

There were only two dots, representing Roy and himself, near the manor, and only one dot, representing Alfred, in the mansion.

"All clear!" Dick ran a hand over his hair.

"So you were wrong," Roy said.

"Wellllll, more like... um... yeah, I was.

"Then this was a waste of time."

"Ouch."

"I'm leaving," Roy got on the motorcycle and put on his helmet.

"Wait, maybe they'll come later," Dick mentally grimaced right after he spoke. He sounded desperate, he knew it.

"I doubt it," Roy frowned, giving Dick one last look before leaving. Double ouch.

Dick slumped against a brick wall once Roy was out of sight. He pressed a fist against his forehead and groaned. Way to go boy wonder, or, as KF liked to call him, Boy Blunder.

After a few minutes of mentally berating himself, Dick sighed and straightened up. He didn't have time to be frustrated with himself, not when Gotham needed someone patrolling the streets. He briefly wondered if he should take the R-cycle when a shadow caught his eye.

A shadow outlining the figure of a grown man.

Situations like these made being trained by Batman all the more sweeter.

Dick tackled the man to the ground. He knocked him out with a strike to the neck and then flipped him over. The loser was dressed in all black... and the material was familiar. His eyes widened as he recognized the type of material that made up the man's clothing.

It felt just like the clothes of Cheshire's accomplice from earlier.

Dick opened the hologram of the manor and cursed when he saw the numerous dots enclosing on the perimeter. He could probably take out six, maybe nine, of those henchmen on his own. But it was going to more difficult with them spread out around the area.

He clenched his teeth as he grappled over the brick wall. The security system around the mansion wasn't exactly built for highly trained assassins, particularly Cheshire. Usually it wasn't a problem since Bruce would be able to subdue any attacker without that person even knowing who stopped him. Dick knew he was capable enough to take these attackers down, but he was worried about Alfred.

Alfred wasn't a pushover himself either, but one couldn't help but worry.

By the time Dick reached the mansion, he'd knocked out six different attackers, and so his knock-out gas pellet supply was running low. His hand still tingled with the feeling of smacking one persistent baddie on the jaw.

The sound of feet on concrete reached his ears. He whipped around, birdarang in hand, only to drop his arm in confusion.

This attacker was running... away? He smiled when he heard the familiar whishing sound of an arrow being shot.

The trick arrow exploded into a net, capturing the baddie, and causing her to fall to the ground.

"I thought you left," Dick said without turning around.

"I did," Roy coughed.

"But..."

"Don't get any funny ideas. I only came back because I saw these guys try to infiltrate-"

"Yeah, yeah," Dick waved his hand, "It's good to see you again."

"... Let's just get this over with," Roy muttered and strode towards the mansion.

"Aww, don't play hard to get," Dick laughed, trailing after the taller teen.

Seriously though, Dick wished that Roy's personal bubble was easier to puncture.

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