A/N: Just a little Robin/Wally non-romantic brotherly one-shot, with some of Robin's opinions of the team. Figured I might give you two chapters to start off with.

Dick mourns the loss of his parents on the anniversary of their death.

***Rob's POV***

Was it ironic that it was raining?

I thought it was.

I had cried into my pillow this morning, but God-forbid* if the big, bad, stoic Batman ever found out.

They were silent mourning tears. They just flowed out, and by the time six 'o clock had rolled around, and Alfred came by to wake me up, my eyes were dry and I gave no appearance of ever have cried the night before.

Alfred dropped me off at school, wishing me a, "Good day, Master Richard," and passing me twenty dollars for lunch at school today. But I wasn't going to school, not if I could help it.

When the car had driven away and was out of sight, I messed up my gelled hair and slipped my glasses into place, and slipped off into the rain towards the phone booth disguised Zeta tube, where I arrived at the Cave.

In the silence, I headed off to the direction of my room, and ended up running into Wally, who was frantically searching for something.

"Dude, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at school? I can drop you off there once I find my copy of Lord of the Flies, so if you help me find it, I can get you there faster." Wally was going at top speed around the rooms searching for the battered copy I had seen him reading yesterday.

"Mrs. Batterson wants me to turn in the book to see all the notes I put in it, and now I can't find it," he told me, as he lay on his stomach and looked under the couch. I looked over at the coffee table, and there sat the only book in the mountain besides all of Megan's romance novels.

I picked up William Golding's novel and passed it to Wally, who practically squealed in delight, rushed off to the kitchen, and came back with his backpack slung over his shoulder and his goggles over his eyes. In his hand was a beef jerky stick and in the water bottle slot of his backpack was a Coke. "You're still pretty light dude, so you can probably sit on my shoulders. How far would you say Central City and-" he looked up from his beef jerky. "You're not going to school, are you?"

I shook my head.

Superboy and Megan walked in, with Superboy wearing his new plain black shirt that Kaldur had gotten him and his new jacket. Each one of us had gotten him new shirts for his "birthday" (technically Superman's birthday, which we designated as Superboy's as well). Kaldur, Artemis, and KF had gotten him black shirts, while Megan and I had gotten him dark blue ones. Together, we had also chipped in to get him a new jacket as well.

M'gann had not changed her green skin to the fair Caucasian skin that she would use to disguise herself as Megan Morse. When she spotted us, she instantly turned on a bright and sunny smile and flew over to us.

"Superboy- sorry, Conner, and I were just about to head off to school, aren't you?"

Wally turned his head towards Megan, but kept his eyes on me, "Yeah, green cheeks. Just making sure I didn't forget any of my homework here."

Megan smiled, and waved to the both of us, while she and Superboy headed off to the Zeta tubes.

"Today's the day, isn't it?" He asked solemnly.

I nod. Wally sighs and looks down at his feet. "I'll be right back," and in a flash he's gone, with the only acknowledgement of him leaving the Cave was the 'Kid Flash: B03' from the computer, and again that told me that he had arrived again 'Kid Flash: B03.'" Once again, he was in front of me, dropping his backpack beside one of the chairs.

"Alright." He said in determination. "What are we doing first?"

"Huh?"

"Did you really think that I'd let my best friend be alone on the worst day of the year, at least for you?" I smile gently.

"You really don't have to do this Wally."

"You've done it for me." True, I had ditched school once because Wally was upset and needed a friend to comfort him.

"Alright then, we need to stop and pick up flowers." Wally nods, and I climb up to the top of the couch, and onto Wally's shoulders and we were taking off at close to the speed of sound.

Wally decelerated in front of a flower shop, where I bought four red and yellow roses from the woman running the stand with the money Alfred gave me.

Next, Wally took me to my parents' graves. "Do you want to be alone for a little while," he asked, squeezing my shoulder. I nodded, and Wally shuffled off in no direction in particular.

"Hey, Mom. Hey, Dad. I really miss you guys." I whispered. "Bruce has been really good to me since you died. He takes really good care of me, sends me to an advanced high school, and he still lets me join him on his Batman adventures.

"That's Wally over there. He's the one who brought me, and he's one of my best friends, and he's like the brother I never had. He's the only one that I actually told me secret identity to on the team. You'd love him, Mom. He's funny and he can be charming when he wants to be. Modest when it comes to adults, and he'd love your cooking. Actually, he loves any food, whether or not it tastes good because he has a fast metabolism. He became Kid Flash two years after you died, when he recreated his uncle's experiment that granted them both super speed.

"You'd like Artemis, too. She's one of my other friends, and she and Wally are practically dating. She's what you'd call a shrew, but not in the sense of the word, you know? She gives everyone a hard time, but it always takes a clear head like Kaldur or I to keep her under control.

"Kaldur will sometimes remind me that I'm supposed to be the leader of the team, but we both know I'm not ready for that sort of responsibility. I'm just a kid, and I love to have fun. Kaldur's four years older than me and he's like everyone's big brother that we never had. Except maybe Megan.

"Sometimes I think he and Roy are good friends, because they're almost the same age. Kaldur turns eighteen three months before Roy, but despite their close age, they're almost opposites. Roy's like that cousin that you don't talk about because you're not sure just how to judge him yet and you're waiting to see what he'll do.

"Megan's a lot like you. She loves to cook, though her food isn't as good as yours. She's almost a sister to everyone, almost a mother to Zatanna and I, a sister to Artemis, and one of those school boy crushes for Wally.

"Superboy is Megan's boyfriend. He's a functional mute. Rarely talks, and when he does, either its neutral or full of emotion and very judging. He acts on impulse, since he's only biologically twenty weeks old, but he appears and thinks as a sixteen year old.

"Zatanna. I like her a lot. She's Giovanni Zatara's kid, and she's just my age. I can be myself around her, but sometimes I act or sound like Wally because I get so nervous. She says she doesn't mind though."

I smiled at the graves, as if I was actually back with my parents, and laid a single yellow and red rose on my mother's grave, and placed the other two roses on my father's. The colors were the color of the uniforms we wore when we preformed as the Flying Graysons.

"Sometimes I wish you were here, but I know my life wouldn't be the same, and I wouldn't know the people that I do. Still," I shrug wearily. "I'll come back next year, and I'll tell you whatever I know. I always feel a little whelmed just before I come here, but once I'm here, I know I wouldn't have it any other way."

Wally came back over as I waved at him. "Ready to go?"

"Yeah," I say, and he helps me back up onto his shoulders. "Thanks for being around today, Wally."

"Anytime, Dick."