A/N: This is two stories in one because both of them was so short :S. Hope that you like it.

Thank you for the review, it made me really happy that you liked it. And that the one that I got inspiration from reviewed! And and that The Odd One95 made advertised me made me happy. I love both of your stories. :D

Look a like

You look like him, Jericho signed and tilted his head.

I do not! Was the angry answer in his head, Jericho laughed again and stared some more on the persons standing in the Tower's living room. Four of them had come, from space apparently. Not that they were aliens, or one of them was an alien, but that's beside the point.

They had come from the Watchtower, and had decided that it would be a good idea to meat up with the young heroes that lived in Jump City. Superman, Wonderwoman, Flash and… Batman. Jericho looked from Kyd to Batman, and repeated it again.

You have the same outfit.

Mine is grey, not black!

Why don't we go and talk to him?

No!

Well maybe that was a good idea, because Jericho didn't know how the older heroes would react to a villain talking to them. If they even knew that Kyd was a villain, the Justice League didn't keep track on Jump City's villains as they did in Metropolis and Gotham. He still thought that it would be fun to talk to them, maybe learn something from them. Robin was in near ecstasy about meeting his old mentor again; he had introduced the black clad man to all of them. It was when Batman and Kyd had shook hands that he had found their similarity.

Why do you look like him?

Kyd sighed and gave his boyfriend an annoyed look; this was something he did not want to talk about now. Actually he would prefer if Jericho all together forgot it, but that wouldn't happen because the damn blonde had got his father's stubbornness.

I used to admire him, but then I became a villain so I stopped.

You still admire him.

I do not.

Then why have similar clothing?

A grin split Jericho's face as he saw Kyd turn away in embarrassment, his pale skin making his blush stand out. But Jericho could understand if it was a touchy subject, a villain admiring a hero is a little weird.

Then they were interrupted by laughter, Jericho turned around to see Superman laughing and telling Batman. The dark clad hero seemed slightly uncomfortable but his eyes showed slight amusement. Kyd turned more red and teleported away, Jericho laughed. He had forgot that the heroes could read sign language.

Well now Kyd's admiration was known.

A/N: Yeah that was really short, and probably bad. But I couldn't just stop thinking of the fact that Kyd looks like Batman and this silly thing came up. If you like it Review!

Sister

Kyd groaned and turned in the bed, Jericho was sleeping soundlessly beside him. He didn't seem disturbed by the loud noise that came from the Tower's kitchen. Who was in there this early in the morning?

Cyborg was an option; he always got up early to avoid a confrontation with Beast Boy's tofu. But this was even early for him, and that ruled out Beast Boy to who only got up after Cyborg. Robin? No, he wouldn't sound so much, the kid was more quiet that himself. Starfire was with him, they got up together and Kyd could only hear on set of steps. Maybe she was flying? Did Raven eat… yeah they had pizza together once.

He turned again, and yelped when the pillow fort that they had built yesterday fell over him. The sudden weight on Jericho made the blonde crack open his eyes, Kyd glared at him from the other side of the bed so he decided to go back to sleep. The fort was warm, and it was to early for him to leave the comfortable bed. He snuggled down under the fort, and disappeared from Kyd's view.

After a minute Kyd decided to go up and see who it was that was destroying the kitchen. He put his cape on to hide his pyjamas and teleported out to the kitchen. A female, one that he hadn't seen before, was ungracefully slamming down the pan trying to cook something that looked close to something Starfire would do.

She was tall, taller than him and had silver hair and just one eye. Her features reminded him of someone, but he was too tired to really go into it right now. Instead he stepped forward to tell her to please stop making so much noise. Slowly he poked her mind, just to alert her that he was there.

Her eyes snapped up and she stared at him with a cold glare. He waved back to her, deciding that maybe it would be better to sign instead.

Hello

She stared at him, and crunched her face together. Maybe she didn't know sign language, then he had to use his mind or find somewhere to write.

"Good morning." She replied.

Could you be quieter?

Again she crunched up her face, this time he realized that it wasn't because of displeasure but of thoughtfulness. She was contemplating something. That left them in silence, which he couldn't really break but sure as hell wanted to. It was really uncomfortable stare she gave him, and it started to freak him out.

Her eyes were silver, like her hair. And the cold colour gave the eyes an icy feeling that would even send Brother Blood shivering.

"You're Kyd Wykkyd, aren't you?"

He nodded, not liking that she knew his name when he didn't know hers.

"Okay, well my name is Rose, or Ravager."

She stepped closer, unsheathing her sword that had been hidden behind the stove. It was a long weapon, probably heavy. But the way she slowly swayed it back and forth beside her leg showed him that she was comfortable with it and knew how to use it.

"Do you know what I can do with a sword?"

No

"Do you want to know?"

NO!

"Good," she smirked looking pleased with herself.

Now she stood just in front of him, the back of his feats pressed against the couch. He was soon going to top over, and probably hit his head on the floor.

"Then lets make a little deal, I don't use you as a target practise, and you don't hurt my little brother."

Well now he was just confused by this whole thing, but she pressed her finger down on his chest and he finally topped over and did hit his head on the floor, only a little less hard than he had thought.

"Okay?"

He nodded, if he didn't know who her brother was then he couldn't hut him, right?

Then he stopped, because Jericho made his way beside the girl named Rose. And with them beside each other the features was unmistakable alike.

Shit…

What happened?

"Oh, we only had a little talk. Do you want pancakes?"

Jericho stopped and looked back at the goo that was placed over the stove, slowly bubbling over. Then he nodded, why not? It wasn't often he and his sister had the chance to talk, and now he could introduce her to his boyfriend, although it looked like they had already done that.

He smiled down to the dark villain and helped him up again. Turning around to put on something else than his pyjamas he missed the death glare Kyd got, and that the villain ran after him more frighten than when he had left the room to get out of her way.

He did notice the awfully cheerful humming his sister was doing in the kitchen, making a rhythmic clang with her sword as she cooked, thought. And he wondered why she was so happy. He would ask later, after he got his boyfriend to crawl out from the hiding spot under the bed...

A/N: I like overprotective siblings; I myself am a big sister and would kill someone that hurt my little sister. (Probably not with a sword, or anything really… and it mostly me that gets beaten up by my little sister. She is not nice! …hormonal teenager…)