A/N: Here is another chapter! Hope you enjoy it, I was thinking on doing something longer with Kyd Jericho, if you are interested you can read on my profile what I was thinking under Ideas.

Bird

He skid upon the cold grown, and then tumbled down the hill. His communicator had broken some streets behind when he had crashed into a wall. Everything hurt, and he was afraid that his ankle was sprained. Every effort he did to leave his follower behind was stopped.

A bird landed before him, and with a quick glance he took over the small animal. He hadn't flied on a while, but the bird had it in its nature. He followed the wind, not really caring where it took him. He just hoped that it took him away, but the sound of footstep behind him alarmed him that even with the capability of a bird he was still a easy prey.

He cast a glance over his shoulder, the robot was still after him!

It probably had to do with his father, and he wished Rose was here to tell him what to do. Or Kyd to teleport him away. But neither of them was here to help him with this wretched machine. Neither would his father help him, perhaps once but now when he joined the Titans it was unlikely to happen.

Something shot past him, and he realized that it was luck that stopped him from crashing to earth. But luck only works for a short time, and the next shot hit him in the side. The poor bird's pain was his own, and he knew that if he let them fall he would kill them both.

So with effort he tried to make the landing so careful as possible, which was not an easy task with more projectiles being shot past him. They landed in the tree, and bouncing on the branches downwards they finally hit earth. Beast Boy had told him about animals, how smaller creatures had a higher heart rate. And if it got to high they could die.

The bird's heart pumped faster than he could count. This was not good, but at least he was somewhere soft.

Soft?..

He snapped his neck around to look where he was, on a bike!

And he knew whose bike this was, everyone knew whose it was. And he realized that perhaps he had tumbled into more trouble, because everyone also knew what extend Johnny went to keep his motorbike intact.

Jericho smiled, or as much he could with a bill. He looked around for the robot, who had closed in on him now when he was on the ground. He alerted where he was with a small chipper, the red eyes turned to him.

The gun was directed at him again, and the last shot the robot would ever take headed for him. He jumped behind the machine, hoping that it would protect him from worst of the blow. But the small creature was hit with one of the metal pieces that flew everywhere when the shot exploded in the bikes side.

The force was enough to knock him out from the bird, and he hit the tree that the bike had been leaning on. His mind grew fuzzy, and his ankle hurt again now when he was back in his own body.

"WHAT THE FUCK!"

The robot was hit in the side with a very angry cyclist, Jericho knew enough about Johnny to know that the male was a technological genius. And it wasn't hard for the black haired male to pound the thing to bits. But the problem was that when the thing laid on the ground, the villain turned to him instead.

He watched Johnny step closer to him, but his mind was to fuzzy to really do something about it. Even when he was picked up by his collar he didn't do anything.

"You! Why are you still messing with my bike!"

Jericho blinked, he hadn't done anything to the man's bike before, had he?

"I should punch you in the face! Then we would see what Kyd would do."

Of course it had something to do with Kyd, he should have known that. Not that he complained, Kyd didn't do anything without a reason, but he did piss of the most stupid people to piss of.

Could you save the bird, he signed, better get it out before he was knocked out.

"Huh?"

The bird, it's hurt, he pointed on the small thing on the ground.

Johnny leered from the blond to the bird, and then back again. Before he actually put the Titan down to inspect the bird, which he picked up in his hands. Jericho glanced over his shoulder, as Johnny went trough the injuries.

It wasn't as many as Jericho had thought, just a cut on the back and a broken wing. But he knew how much it hurt, because he quite literally had felt its pain.
Jericho heard Johnny mutter something, and tilted his head.

"Follow me."

The hero blinked, before stumbling after the villain. After some steps the villain groaned, turned and simply picked up Jericho on his back. The blond tried to sign his disapproval, but was ignored. He was carried to a gas station, and it wasn't before he was taken inside he understood that it was Johnny's home.

Quite suitable for the villain, and he couldn't help look around the place. A picture of Punk Rocket and Johnny was perched on the counter. And he was sent a glare from Johnny before he turned to the phone, Jericho could guess who he was calling.

Jericho knew that it was coming, and he only had some minutes of quiet before Kyd bursted trough the door. The dark haired glared towards the bigger male, before rushing forward to Jericho.

Are you okay?

Better than I thought I would be.

What's that supposed to mean?

I kind of used Johnny's bike to get away from a giant robot.

"Yeah because apparently you mute people have teamed up to destroy my bike!" Johnny bit.

Don't mind him.

Kyd easily picked him up again, and Jericho couldn't help but think that he liked being carried by his boyfriend much more than Johnny. So he snuggled into the other's neck to show his appreciation, which earned him a lifted eyebrow and a smile.

But before Kyd teleported them away, Jericho turned to Johnny again.

You better take care of that bird, or else I'm going to destroy your new bike.

"Just you try," Johnny grunted.

A/N: suddenly Jericho/Johnny friendship, I have no idea what I'm doing anymore. I just thought that I should give Johnny a chance to redeem himself.