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'Check Yes, Juliet' Part I

by Song Six

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xX. Run baby run, Don't ever look back .Xx

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The tapping of one Richard Grayson's furious typing challenged that of the rain drops splattering on the windows of his bedroom. The young boy of thirteen was lost in thought as he tried to complete his thought and finish that dreadful paper he had to do for school. Luckily, he had only one page to go, and he could finally just relax.

Tonight, his patrol time ended early once he captured one of the bigger villains in a short few hours. Right now, Bruce was out with Jason showing him the ropes. Someday, the kid was going to take his place as the Boy Wonder, but for now, this Robin was just happy to get a break.

At least, when he hit the print key he thought he'd feel relief, but then a familiar buzz came from his pocket. He groaned when he realized it was from the "Robin" phone. Then again, he should have guessed since Richard barely gave out his number, so he never got many calls from that cell.

"Robin here." He answered with a stoic flat voice, from the other side he could hear a light snicker.

"It's Wally…Dick." The speedster responded with clear amusement.

At that moment, Robin regretted telling his best friend his real identity, "what did I say about that?"

"Yeah I know, but what if I'm just insulting you?" He could just see the smirk on that freckled face of his; the guy thought he was so clever.

"Then you're an idiot."

Wally grumbled from the other side, and now it was Robin's turn to feel smug. When he finally stopped griping he spoke again, "Whatever dude, so what are you up to?"

"Homework, and almost done actually, we captured Flamingo early tonight. Not too hard to find when a baddie comes in flying on a giant pink jet." He explained as he gathered the printed text in his hand. When the last page slipped out, he stood them up vertically and gave the stack a light tap to the desk to straighten it out.

There was a soft gruff noise coming from the speaker, he supposed Wally was probably scratching his head confused, "Flamingo?"

A huge grin formed on Dick's face, he loved to tell his best friend just how loony the baddies in Gotham were. "Psychopath who eats people's faces off after having non consensual intercourse," he explained with his most uninterested voice waiting to hear the boy's reaction. He picked up the shiny red stapler off his desk and gave the corner of his essay a punch.

"….how does he peel them off?" Dick dropped his essay not exactly expecting such a…non-disgusted answer,

"Why are you asking me this?" he demanded to know in exasperation

Wally laughed at his fluster; he heard a quick vroom of a zipper. He was now changing out of his uniform from the sounds of it, "Hey! I'm curious. I just got home from patrol, what time is it over there?"

Robin rubbed his temple with an index and middle finger, sometimes Kid Flash could really be Kid Clueless"…Same time as you genius. We're in the same time zone."

"DUDE!" he yelled on the other end offended

Dick couldn't help but give a cackle, "What? You're the one who can apparently get an 'A' in quantum physics but can't pass geography."

There was total silence"….how did you know that?"

Dark blue eyes made a round turn to the ceiling as the boy groaned at him, "Really Wally?"

"Not everyone can be so perfect Boy Wonder," huffed the speedster.

"Hey, I'm not perfect," Dick insists, as he picked up his twenty page report on how farming can restore human and ecological health in twelve point font, no double spaces, with a three page follow up attached to the back. Yeah. Not perfect.

"Wanna bet?"The speedster challenged

Dick set the essay down and place a hand on his hip adorning that smug expression again, "Wouldn't betting against myself to be imperfect be a little self depreciating?"

Wally had a better response though, "You have a point. You're too cocky to have low self esteem."

The young boy gaped, "Me too cocky? How about the way you are when 'the ladies' roll around?"

"Psh, don't know what you're talking about…" there was suddenly a shift in the atmosphere, and a change in Wally's tone "…and I haven't been that way a lot lately anyways."

"I don't know about that." But Dick doesn't notice

There was a pause on the phone before in a worried voice Wally asks, "Wait, have I? I can stop you know."

Dick threw his cell phone in the air, changed out of his shirt and into a pajama top, and then caught the device in time. "KF, it's no big deal to me if you flirt and show off to whoever you want. I was just fooling with you." He assures the teen sincerely while maneuvering into pajama bottoms.

But then the speedster said nothing, which wasn't normal for Wallace West.

"Hello, anyone there? Wally?"

"Wanna hang out tonight?" Dick quirked an eyebrow taken aback by the sudden offer.

He glanced at the digital clock before hurling himself onto the giant bed in his room, "It's already like nine'o'clock Dude."

"So? We don't have school tomorrow, or any big team missions."Wally persuaded

Dick turned his body so he was facing the glass door to his balcony, watching the stream of water pour down his reflection, "Yeah, but I don't think Bruce or Alfred will be too concerted with me leaving the house right now. It's pouring out."

The teen scoffed loudly at him, "So? It's the weekend!"

"So?" he challenged, "what do you mean 'so'? Even if it is, Alfred still makes me stick to my bed time. Plus, neither of them enjoys the idea of me catching a cold."

Wally hummed as he thought aloud. That's something Dick liked about Wally, everything he did he had to bring attention to himself. Whether it was making some audible noise or wearing brightly colored spandex. He couldn't do anything without someone noticing…but then again, neither could Dick. Even if it was sneaking off and disappearing into the night, he had to make it known he snuck away without anyone looking with a loud cackle. They were both attention needy.

"We could hang here in Central City! I'm staying with Uncle Barry right now, he won't mind." The speedster tried, despite the fact Barry may approve but his Aunt Iris wouldn't and they both knew it.

Dick however, decided not to point that fact out as he argued back, "and how would I get there? Sorry dude, but no way am I riding the R-Cycle out there right now. It's too beat up from when Jason borrowed it." He sighed at the thought of his poor 'baby' wrecked up in the garage. That's what he got for being nice and showing the little squirt how to ride her.

"That sucks…I can run over there?" Wally suggested with too much hope in his tone

The young boy frowned, he did want to go do something, but the weather just plain sucked right now, and would probably suck for awhile, "Let me reiterate. It's raining. Hard."

"And?" Wally really wasn't budging was he?

"And you're a kook if you come down here right now. We can hang on a different day."

Wally groaned in great disappointment, "But you never take the day off!" He whined in the most irritating pitch he could muster up.

"Tomorrow?" Dick offered meekly

"Tomorrow Poison Ivy is probably going to break out, again, and you're going to have to spend the whole day trying to catch her." Wally complained

Robin grinned, he couldn't help himself , "You could be wrong, what if it's Penguin?"

Wally swore under his breath, and Dick snickered at that, "Dude, not the point." Dick than outright laughed, but he managed to calm down after the speedster started griping quietly again.

"Sorry, it's just not going to happen." And he really was sorry, it all just didn't sound like a very good idea right now.

There was a pause on the phone, Robin didn't like that, and silence always meant something bad with Wally. "Unless you sneak out." His voice was full of mischief with an underlining tone of seriousness.

Dick furiously shook his head even though Wally couldn't see it, "I'm not going to sneak out; I'm really not in the mood to have an overgrown man crying about where I am and another one ready to spank my sorry butt when I got home."

The speedster wasn't convinced, "Batman won't find out, so I'm sure you're safe from any 'spanking'. And Alfred will be alright."

"Dude, other way around."

"Seriously?"

Dick nodded his head closing his eyes remembering that one near death experience, "Since the last time I got kidnapped by Two-faced? Yeah." Batman never really got over it; he was always extra protective since then.

"Oh…come on? Please sneak out? Just once?" Yet Wally couldn't be dissuaded.

Robin put on his best innocent voice, "I do want to hangout, but I don't think it's a good idea…" he whined with a slight whimper to it. Since Kid Flash was his best friend, he wasn't sure if the boy would buy it…

"Fine, have it your way then." But it looked like he did. Unfortunately, he sounded a bit miffed.

"Come on Wal–" Robin started, but before he could even finish the phone gave that disappointing click "–ly? Hanging up when you don't get your way. Real mature for fifteen." He muttered to himself annoyed at the older boy. Couldn't Wally see sneaking out behind the Batman's back was a no-go? Even if he was out with Jason, and Alfred couldn't possibly hear him while vacuuming to loud swing music downstairs. It was still a risk.

Then again, maybe he was just being too paranoid. Dick turned on his back and looked up at the ceiling sighing sadly. The idea of hanging out with his best friend on his first break in a long time did sound really nice, and fun, but did he really have it in him to–

There was something tapping at his windows, but it wasn't rain drops this time.

Dick quickly got up and stealthily made his way to the balcony careful not to let himself be seen. He stood to the side of the glass door behind the long drapes waiting for the tapping to return, but when it did, he didn't expect tiny rocks being tossed at his window. Suddenly, it clicked in his mind what was going on. He grabbed the robe on the coat hanger by his bed; ran back to the door; opened it in a furious matter and stomped to the railing glaring down to a soaked red headed boy standing at the bottom waving back up looking rather proud of himself.

"KF! What are you doing here?" Dick asked in a harsh whisper not wanting to make a scene and attract Alfred's attention.

Wally shook his head as if the answer was the most obvious thing in the world, "Dude, I told you, it's a Friday night, we're both done with patrolling, and we should hang out!"

"Keep it down…" Dick warned him pointing in the direction of his manor "…and I told you I couldn't."

Wally looked up at him with bright determined green orbs. Dick never really admitted embarrassing thoughts like this, but he really liked the way the speedster's eyes just shone when he was excited or driven. It was full of life and emotion; you could always tell how he was feeling because the boy spoke with his eyes. However, right now they were pretty damn annoying, "Well I'm not leaving until you come out."

Dick slapped his forehead, "How'd you even know where to find me?"

The speedster had the nerve to give him a disbelieving look, "Dude, you're Richard Grayson, which means your father is Bruce Wayne. Everyone knows where you live."

Well, he did have to give him that. But he wasn't going to leave with him, "Wally, just go home, you're going to get sick if you stay here. I can't let you in. Bruce and Alfred don't even know that you know who I am."

Both boys narrowed their eyes at each other with no plans on breaking, "I won't go until you come outside."

"Wally…" Robin started, but then he shivered when he realized how cold and wet he was getting. He didn't want his best friend getting sick because of him, even if Wally was the one being ridiculous. "…Fine," he gave in trying to muster up as much conviction as he could.

The teen jumped in the air pumping his fist high in celebration, "WHOO!"

"Shush, Kid Mouth," Robin reminded him placing a finger over his lips, "Like covert missions, sneaking out requires stealth. I know it's still something a little difficult for you to grasp, but really?"

Wally waved his arm at him huffing, "Dude, at least I don't talk while in hand-to-hand combat."

"It distracts the baddies, and pisses them off too," argued Dick, before he went back into his room and quickly changed into jeans, shirt and a hoodie. However, when he heard a few footsteps, in a hurry he switched off his lamp and grabbed his sneakers running towards the balcony not bothering to pull them on as he jumped off the railing with the expectancy for Wally to catch him. Catch him he did, bridal style.

"Now what?" Robin asked as he slid on his shoes

"Now, I carry you off to adventure. Lace up your shoes; we're going for a ride," Wally told him in a soft suggestive voice.

Dick squirmed in his hold once he finished tying each knot, "I told you, you guys aren't allowed to carry me anymore, I'm sick of it."

"Come on, how else are we going to get around here?" Wally complained, but both their hearts stopped for a moment when a flash of white lit up the area, "Oh shit, security lights came on."

Dick looked up at the red head, blue eyes glittering with fear and worry, "Wally. We need to get out here fast, and now."

The speedster shook his head quickly, "On it!"

"Whoa!" Carrying the smaller boy, he ran along the edges of the house hoping to evade the lights, but he failed to miss the butler in the robe with the flashlight.

"Master Richard!" Alfred cried seeing the young ward in the strange teen's arms. He looked familiar, but because Wally didn't have his uniform, he wasn't quite sure who it was.

"Dick!" Bruce cried running up to them unmasked and with Jason trailing behind.

They're home? Dick's eyes widened in shock and fear being caught sneaking out, and now he had to choose one of two choices. Face the consequences, or run like hell…"Run! Wally Run!"

He felt guilty seeing the immediate hopelessness in Bruce's eyes because he wouldn't be able to be Batman around a civilian…that is, until Wally took the boy's orders and made a run for it out of the estate and he realized it was that fiery red head he's wanted to skin for awhile: Kid Flash. The hunt was on.

"Alfred. Prepare the bat mobile."

"Yes Master Bruce."

Dick's body rocked up and down occasionally being lightly tossed as Wally's body shook and vibrated with every step pushing into the ground and forcing them forward. He had to cover his face with his arms to block the splintering drops of water coming at them at furious speeds. Lucky for Wally, he always carried his signature red goggles. The speedster's body was warm, and arguably burning hot in comparison to cold rain.

When they were sure they were out of the clear and out of the city by the highway, Wally started to slow his pace and the weather begun lightening up a bit. Dick could feel the speedster's heart beating rapidly in his chest, and he supposed it was from running, but he couldn't recall if the boy's chest always got like that. He never really noticed when they were on missions and concentrated on the goal.

"Your clothes aren't bugged are they?" Wally asked, breaking him of his thoughts

"No…" Dick replied in a soft voice, before exclaiming and flailing his arms, "but I'm dead meat when I get home!"

"But isn't this exciting?" the red head beamed at him with a giant smile that Dick had the urge to slap off really really hard.

"Exciting?" Dick hopped out of the boy's arms and waved his index finger in his face, "We're both super heroed crime fighting teenagers that go against blood thirsty villains in death defying situations on a regular basis and you ask me if this is exciting?"

"Yep." Wally smiled

"Dude, we just snuck out with Bruce watching." And Dick smiled back, "Duh, this is exciting!"

They threw out their arms with balled up hands and touched knuckles, "Come on, rain won't let up for another hour. Let's go find a place to grab a bite." Wally gestured to the many eating establishments surrounding the highway.

"But I already had dinner."

The red head crossed his arms and asked, "Whatcha eat?"

Dick's stomach grumbled, and he rubbed it as he answered the teen, "Well….Alfred made smoked salmon."

"Pizza?"

"You know it."

They settled themselves in a red cushy booth at the back of the parlor. The lighting was yellow, and there was a gentle rumble of cars passing by with the tapping of the rain. A young lovely blonde in an apron and paper hat approached them, "Hello boys, can I interest you in anything?"

"Yeah, we'll take one meat lover's with extra cheese," Wally ordered not really looking at her. The girl nodded and scribbled onto her notepad. Dick cocked his head to side totally confused.

"Alright, anything else?"

Wally touched his fingers to his lips humming and thinking before declaring, "Two root beers!"

"Your order will be done in ten minutes," Wally gave a polite nod, and the lovely girl gave a sweet smile before turning on her heel and heading towards the kitchen. Then he turned to face the dark haired boy and folded his hands behind his head.

Dick gaped at him, "Alright, I'm disturbed. Heavy on the 'dis' Wally."

"Why?" the Boy Wonder was dumbfounded

"Didn't you see her?" he asked with exasperation

Wally set his arms down and scratched his head responding, "Er…yeah?" He wasn't getting it.

Dick slapped his forehead trying to figure out a way to make his point, "She was…well…pretty. I mean really pretty."

"So?"

The speedster could be so unusual sometimes. Especially right now, why was he being so different? "Why didn't you get her number? Chat her up? Flirt?"

The red head frowned at him, "You told me I've been doing it too much. So I stopped."

Dick was completely lost; he didn't understand what the big deal was about that. He truly didn't want his best friend thinking he judged him for being flirty. It wasn't like it was a bad characteristic, it was a part of what made Wally…Wally. "Dude, I told you that it's no big deal to me if you flirt with whoever you want."

Now the other boy refused to look him in the eye, instead he settled his gaze on the streaming drops of water on the glass beside them. "I just don't want to," he uttered quietly

Robin didn't like this, something was definitely up. This was the third time the whole night Wally had been silent. He didn't call his best friend Kid Mouth for nothing, something was wrong and he was going to find out. "Why?" he interrogated.

"Dick," there was a strange way he said his name. He said it like when he talked about his Uncle Barry. When he talked to his Aunt Iris. When he comforted someone. When he was being affectionate. All of sudden, realization struck Robin before the teen even said it. "I like you."

"I…I…what?" Bright green eyes glistened with hope and want. They told Dick he meant it, and that scared him.

His pale hands shook nervously, tan freckled ones took a hold his, and suddenly his whole body was jittery. He was usually always so calm about everything, but these feelings and this touching it was so new to the young boy.

In a gentle and confident voice, Wally told him up front giving his hands a squeeze, "I didn't run out here in the pouring rain just to hang out." There were more clicks in Dick's brain as he was fully grasping what was going on.

"You…like me." Dick said each word slowly and carefully. As if he said them too fast, everything would spiral into uncontrollable confusion. As if everything wasn't confusing enough…

"Y-Yeah…" Wally stumbled in his response with a choke and both of their faces heated up.

Robin bit his lip feeling flustered. "In the same way you like Miss Martian or Artemis?" his voice cracked a few pitches, puberty making its first appearance. Wally had to resist from chuckling at him for it, he's been wanting this for so long and didn't want to ruin the moment.

"One, I don't like Artemis for the last time…" Wally frowned at him, before smiling again with half lidded eyes "…two, no. I like you so much more than that Rob." Suddenly, they were both very aware of each other's fingers.

The young boy furrowed his eyebrows completely flabbergasted, what was he going to do now? "I-I…I don't know what to say?"

They sat there in silence with intertwined fingers and red faces. Both hearts racing, both scared to death of what was going to happen next. They both felt like they were waiting for something, but they had no clue what. However, they couldn't just remain in this spot forever, so Wally was the first to speak up causing Dick to jump at the sound of his voice.

"Well?"

"Well what?" he asked in a quiet voice

Somehow, Wally felt kind of hurt and offended, "I just confessed to you, and you've got nothing to say?"

Wishful green eyes stared at flickering blue. Dick let out a deep breath once he realized he had been holding it. He knew what he had to do.

"I…" Wally's whole heart dropped as soon as the boy uttered that one syllable hearing the tone. He knew that tone too well. Dick slowly unlatched his fingers from his, feeling ashamed. But when he did, he couldn't help but feel an absence. But he waved that away quickly"…I'm sorry Wally." He apologized with a weak voice, but there was no response.

He really didn't want to see the look on his face, but curiosity got the best of him. As his eyes turned forward, his chest ached at the pure heart break etched across the other boy's face. His best friend in the whole wide world's face. He truly did feel like a jerk. He felt hopeless he couldn't take away the pain and responsible for creating it. He felt guilty for not returning Wally's feelings and innocent because he couldn't control that. He felt torn.

There was a slight wiggle to those jaded pupils, wet as if he was going to cry, but that quickly disappeared and his expression fell blank and lifeless. "I get it." If Harvey Dent didn't almost kill him that one time, those three words did.

Now Dick's blue eyes were beginning to water up a bit, and he felt like a cry baby. He couldn't help it. How could he do this to one of the most important people in his life? Then again, what else could he do? Right then, he sat up straight in a jolt as an idea formed in his mind.

"A year." He stated in a firm voice.

"Huh?" Wally was broken from his empty trance.

Robin coughed into his hand and looked away at the checkered floor, "Check back in a year I mean…."

Wally shook his head, he's just been thrown into a whirlwind of emotions and now nothing was making sense, "What? I don't–"

Dick interrupted him to explain, "I'm just…I'm only thirteen Wally. I'm not looking to date…" disappointment filled green eyes, but as did a glint of something else"…Besides, Bruce would never approve. No offense, but he doesn't like you too much, or the idea of me going out at all."

They locked eyes. Dick would be lying if he said this wasn't one of the hardest things he's ever had to do, and he fought crime on a daily basis! But it was.

"Ok."

"Ok?" Robin smiled at him

"Yeah, it's ok." But Wally wouldn't return it

Before he could ask the boy if he meant it was fine he didn't feel the same or fine he would wait a year, their food arrived. "Here's your order boys." The lovely blonde set down the tray of oozing cheese and greasy meat along with two ice cold root beers.

"Thanks gorgeous," Wally thanked her flirtatiously grinning widely. The young boy's body tensed up at this, somehow, this really– "Say, what are you doing tomorrow?" –bothered Dick.

Later that night, Kid Flash got the girl's number and Dick…he didn't know how he felt about it. But as soon as they stepped outside, Batman was waiting for them, and next to him was Flash. Needless to say, they were so dead.

And although the two of them felt utterly doomed, one of them couldn't help but feel hope rise within in them.

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xX. They'll tear us apart if you give them the chance .Xx

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