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?"James showed nothing, he continued examining Robin, his hair falling into a curtain around his face "it was."

Slade shook but made no move "Why?" at this, Robin tensed "I kissed him. I did it because he was scared. It was a distraction." James only continued his examination "you'll just need some bed rest, Robin. Try not to move too much for a few weeks, and yes. That means I'm saying no extreme training."

Robin sighed, closing his eyes and looked at Slade, who just stood, glaring through his mask "will it happen again?" Robin looked at James, the scientist smiled and tilted his head "I would like to say 'no', to avoid any more harm, but I really did like it, so it all depends on Robin." Slade glared, clenching his fists "will it happen again, Robin?"

The boy wonder winced at the tone, than thought about it "I'm not sure. It was different, like I had control… even of just a little kiss. I liked that a lot, it's never happened before." The assassin thought about it "I won't let you dominate me. But I will NOT allow this to happen! Robin, you are mine, and you know It." he shoved James away and grabbed Robin's long black locks, jerking his head up before their lips crushing together. Robin winced at the treatment before Slade let go.

Robin gasped for breath, glaring. Slade's face was still inches from his lovers "I own you." He grabbed James by his hair and lifted him. The scrawny scientist winced, unused to common pain "you will go now, leave these thoughts about my Robin, and when you come back, it will be for my tests, that is all. If I hear so much as a 'hi' out of you to him, than you'll join your father!" he shoved him out the door.

Robin was sitting up, ready to defend James. After Slade turned back around, Robin had collapsed back in the bed in pain, glaring at him "I hate you." Slade tilted his head "I know." He undressed and slid in bed next to Robin, holing him close "now sleep." He kissed the top of Robin's head, heated regret swimming in his uninjured eye as he caressed his pissed lovers side. Soon he felt Robin's breathing deepen and heard the soft snore proving his lover was resting, he soon joined him in a much lighter slumber.

James got home, sighing as he climbed on his crisp blue bed, sniffling. He took off his tear0stained glasses and set them mournfully on the desk beside him. he looked at the white walls covered with posters of a bunch of Anime characters, all smiling and giving the peace sign, thumbs up, or locked in a heated battle with a mythological enemy.

"I'm confused, Dad," he looked at a small picture, framed in a discreet silver, twisted design, there smiled a man in a lab coat smiling, his unshaven chin covered in a light growth of stubble of pail blonde, matching his wild hair "what would you do?" he lifted one of the stuffed animal he'd scooped up on his way from Slade, and held it close, letting the tears come.

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Raven stared out the window, sighing sadly, staring at the communicator. They'd just taken out Jinx and Mammoth, they'd been trying to recreate the hive… again.

She looked at the communicator in her lap and pushed the button, sighing.

Batman answered "oh, Raven. Hello, what's up?" Raven just looked at the screen for a moment and smiled softly "Nothing, really. I wondered if you needed company any time soon. The tower's becoming a really stressful place and I'm getting a little sick of it." Batman thought for a moment or two "of course, Raven. Come by any time." She nodded, soft smile still on her face as she ended the transmission.

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Red X paced the floor of his latest hide out. He had been at the fair. He had seen Robin. Sometimes he would drink away the pain, sometimes he would dream of Robin. But he hadn't drunk that day, and he hadn't been dreaming. He went to that fair to celebrate his freedom. It had been a-whole-nother year that he'd been gone from his father, and than he saw them... That man wasn't Slade, was it? Was robin with yet another man? Was he finally away from Slade? No, it couldn't be, he would have heard!

The young red head opened his liquor cabinet and downed a fourth of a bottle of vodka and slammed soda as a chaser so he wouldn't dry heave. "Fuck, Robin." He slurred and slid into a chair, nursing the bottle and looking at the wall with remorse "what can I do to save you? When will I be able to help you? Robin!" he sobbed, than slammed another quarter of the bottle before finishing his soda." He recapped the bottle and set it down. Tonight, he knew, he would be useless.

The alcohol took quick effect and his vision blurred, the tears doing nothing to help. He laid down and smiled in his drunken state. "I will save you, Robin." He slept a dreamless sleep.