James and Robin returned that night, still laughing and talking when Slade threw open the door. James clutched tightly onto his stuffed animals, one stuffed purple pig and a plush black bird. Robin smiled and nuzzled into his chest "hey Slade." Slade put a hand on the top of his head "did you enjoy your birthday celebration?" his question was innocent, but his voice was cold. James tensed and looked at the pair. Robin ignored the obviously angry behavior "I did, James kept losing in the carnival games though." He chuckled, and then looked up at the older man, "Slade, what's wrong?"

Slade face twisted into a sneer he was done playing "as if you didn't know!" he back handed Robin, sending the boy to the floor. The teen grunted and put a hand to his lip, then retracted his hand; blood red liquid rubies glistened on the tips of his fingers. James rushed to his side; dropping the pig "Robin!" he examined his face. Slade growled "Who was with you in the Ferris wheel? Who touched you?" when he got no reply, he kicked Robin in the side, his control completely gone. James cried out with robin, mainly in shock, the teen clutched his side, which the medical scientist immediately attempted to examine.

"Get away from him, James! He deserves this!" Slade commanded, but was defied as James touched Robin's stomach, feeling for any serious damage. After all, those steel toed boots could kill. Slade was not a man to be ignored. He shoved James away and began hitting Robin again, punching his face, chest and gut. Robin moaned from pain "please, Slade! Stop!" he cried as the man stood and gave him one good kick to the chest, smirking at the satisfying 'crunch' of bones cracking… maybe ever breaking.

James once again flung himself over Robin and did his best to make sure his vitals were alright "I need to take him to the lab, this could be serious!" Slade shook his head, "no, he's not going anywhere." James shook his head "he is, Slade, he has to."

Anger quickly filled the already pissed assassin, and, with reflexes and movements not his own, the man struck out. James flew back, and his head smashed against a wall before he went limp.

Slade paused, then his eyes widened as he came back to himself "James?" he looked at the blood on his hands and slowly took in the scene around him; then looked at both unconscious men on the ground. His mind panicked yet his body refused to show it. He calmly picked them up, one at a time, and then laid them in spare beds, one at a time. Before he got his medical kit to patch them both up.

Once James woke up, he could hear soft, angry talking from the other room "I let you leave and you went and fucked someone else?" Slade snapped. The younger man replied coldly "it was a kiss, Slade. Nothing more; and yes, I did. So what? Is it so bad? At least I didn't beat my lover into a bloody pulp!"

James tiptoed into the room to get a better look. "yes, it is so bad! You belong to ME, Robin. We've been over this!" Robin scoffed and rolled his eyes "I don't belong to anyone… I just stay with you because I love you, not because I'm a possession!"

Slade looked at the door, Robin followed his gaze. James blushed and walked in "…hey…" he looked at Robin and went to the Bedside, looking at his injuries. Slade smirked "come now. I'd never kill the brat."

James: glared, not meeting his gaze "you almost did."

Slade closed his eyes "it was you, James? You where the one touching what's mine?"

ANO! Gomenasia,

I just has been depressed lately, I'm sry it took… a really really long time to update.

I also felt no love! Where are mai reviews, people? XD

Again, I'm thinking about taking this down. please, tell me if it callashes with the story too much, kk? ^.^

~Fejuima Kuzo