My Hero
Chapter 10
Ravens POV:
He thought I was asleep. I knew because he was finally sleeping, and he wouldn't have let himself sleep if he knew I was still up. I refused to sleep though. The nightmare kept coming back. Every time I would try and stop him from fighting, but he always went saying he had to do it to protect me. And it always ended the same way, the Joker killing Rich then throwing me on top of his body. I tried not to think about it and only focus on Richards hand on my stomach, under my shirt. I shifted slightly and his arm tightened around me. I smiled to myself, He's so loving.
I could feel someone watching me. I looked up and saw Bruce standing in the doorway, glaring. He had finally caught us. This isn't good. I tensed and Richy stirred, muttering "Rae, its ok. You're safe. He's not here." I stared in silent shock as Bruce walked towards us silently. "I am right here. And I wouldn't tell her she's safe Richard," I knew his eyes had snapped open and he was wide awake now. "You two aren't in the clear yet." He stood at the edge of the bed, arms crossed, glaring at us. I flinched, he suddenly seemed a lot more frightening. Frightening like my father was. I felt Richard tense as his hand fisted itself. He pulled me back flat against his chest and a small part of me couldn't help but wish he was shirtless right now.
"Would either of you care to explain why I just walked in on the two of you in the same bed?" Rich sat up on one elbow behind me and I reached for the fist that was still on my stomach, pulling it out from under my shirt. I closed my hand loosely over his and I could feel him relax at my touch. His fingers intertwined themselves with mine. It comforted me. "What? Am I not allowed to make sure my girlfriend is alright? Seriously, she nearly had a panic attack last night!" Bruces glare worsened tenfold. "Not in your bed." He growled at us. I shuddered at the pure fury in his eyes. Rich kissed my neck lightly, trying to relax me. I looked up as he pulled his lips away from my skin to glare at Bruce. "How long has she known?" I knew exactly what Bruce was talking about. "She deserved to know." Richard growled at his guardian. Their alter egos, now I know why Rich didn't want Bruce to know. "When. Did. She. Find. Out." Batman and Robin. I took a deep breath as he answered, "The night of the fire. I told her when we got back here." I gulped. "Am I in trouble?" I sounded like a child. Bruce was glaring at me like I was dangerous. "Well Raven-" Richard interrupted his guardian. "No, its my fault for telling her in the first place. But I like it better this way. Now you know you'll always have a hero to protect you." I smiled up at him before Bruce cleared his throat. Bruce raised an irritated eyebrow at us, knowing where we had been going with our heated stares. I watched as Bruce shifted his glare from Rich to me even though he continued to address Richard. "You haven't been at the top of your game for long over a year now, and after what happened last night... Dick it's time for you to make your choice. Raven or Robin." I looked up at Richard. There was hesitation in his eyes. I pulled out of his arms and ran out the door heading for my room.
I collapsed on my bed pulling my Robin blanket over my head, wishing I could just disappear. It took all of thirty seconds after that for anger to crash over me. How could he do this? He's just going to leave me... just so he can go out and play hero. He said he would be there for me, that he would keep me safe, because... because he loves me. Or at least he said he DID... I was stomping around my room when I noticed, out of the corner of my eye, that someone was standing in the doorway. Immediately I turned my back to it and stomped over to my windows with my arms crossed. "Raven?" I looked stubbornly out the window, not moving. "Hay, what's up?" I could hear the concern in his voice. "Rae, what's wrong?" he came and put a hand on my shoulder. I flinched at the contact and jerked out of his grip replacing the gap between us. I was now glaring at a corner next to my closet. I watched his shadow move along the wall from the edge of my vision. "Did I do something?" Did I do something? I mocked in my head, but gave a brief nod to the corner. "Well I can't fix it if I don't know what I did?" He was closing the gap again. I moved to the back of my closet and leaned against the mirror, arms crossed over my chest, glaring at him. "Will you tell me what I did?" He asked following me into the closet. I continued to glare and remained silent. He looked around my closet before pulling my suitcase off a shelf. Casting a glance at me he began packing my clothes.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he froze and turned and raised an eyebrow at me. "I didn't know you knew how to swear Raven." A smile was tugging at his lips. He sounded like he was mocking me. "Of course I know how to fucking swear, and you will be hearing a lot more of it if you don't tell me what the fucking hell you're doing!" My voice was ice cold. He smirked at me before continuing to pack my clothes and casually saying "I didn't think you would want to leave your clothes here when we leave." That just pushed me over the edge. "You're just going to kick me out after last night when you..." I was practically shouting. Wait, did… he say...? "did you say we?" The last bit came out more confused than angry.
Richards POV:
She looks so cute when she is confused. I almost burst out laughing at her expression. Deciding it was dangerous for me to laugh; I closed the distance between us for a third and final time. Wrapping my arms around her back I kissed away her confused expression. Her hands pressed against my chest, pushing me away. I pulled back slowly before I got to a point where I wouldn't be able to stop. Or just won't want to stop. I frowned when I realized she was even more confused now than before. "Why are you doing this? Richard...? I don't understand." All traces of her anger was gone. I smiled softly down at her; she truly was the only one for me. "We are leaving and getting a place of our own." She started shaking her head; I could tell she was having trouble trying to form words. "You picked me over Robin!" She was astounded. "Why? You love being Robin, being a hero..." I kissed her again, effectively silencing her. "Not anymore, I can live without Robin, but I can't live without you Raven. I want to be able to be with you and not have to worry about a villain or someone jumping at us. I want to go somewhere where we can be together without worrying about the sun going down." Raven looked at the floor, "I can't ask you to give up being Robin for me" always so selfless. "You're not asking me to, I'm telling you I WANT to." She nervously looked up at me again, asking a simple question. "You would give that up for me?" She was so insecure. I nodded. I'd be willing to do anything for her. "Where would we go?" Her fingers had tangled themselves in my shirt unconsciously. "Wherever you want to go." I pulled her closer without resistance and smirked. Oh what I'd love to do right now. "But Gotham is your home." I knew she was just nervous about what's to come. "We could stay in Gotham, or we could go somewhere else. My home is with you, I'll be happy as long as I have you by my side. So where would you want to go?" I sat on the floor and pulled her down into my lap. She played with my fingers and wouldn't meet my eyes as she replied. "Could we go to Blüdhaven?" I wondered why she wanted to go there, of all places but I couldn't bring myself to ask her. "Of course we can" she finally looked up, her eyes were shining with untold secrets. I knew there was another reason she wanted to go there, but I could also see her trying to hide it. Deciding she needed a distraction I tilted her chin up and kissed her. She immediately responded. Her fingers slowly tangled themselves in my hair. I pulled her closer to me and fell back on the floor, smirking into the kiss. Raven was now laying on me. I knew where I wanted this to go and I didn't want it on the floor, so I sat up cradling her in my arms. Making sure my lips never left hers, I carried her to her bed. I carefully laid her down, and I kneeled over her. Pulling back I pulled my shirt off. One of her hands slowly reached forward and traced some of my muscles. A small smile found its way to her lips. Putting one hand on each side of her head, I leaned back down and kissed her again. Raven moaned quietly as one of my hands roamed along her side, lifting her shirt as I went. She sat up slightly, letting me tug the shirt off. I laid it on the bed next to us. A light blush coated my Ravens cheeks. "You're so cute when you blush" I murmured in between leaving a trail of butterfly kisses down her neck.
Ravens POV:
His hand had found my bra, and had been working on unhooking it. I turned my head to the side, breaking the kiss. "Rich..." His hand froze as he pulled back a bit to look at me. "Do you want me to stop?" I loved him, but I wasn't ready for this. I was still a vergin. He was smart and had probably figured it out a while ago too. "Would you be mad?" He smiled down at me and I knew he wouldn't be. Richy laid down next to me, pulling me against him. I smiled up at him and he kissed my nose. "I'll never be mad, as long as I have you in my arms." I curled closer to him. "I'll be ready someday..." He started rubbing my back, making me hold back a huge yawn. "Do you want to try and get a few more hours of sleep?" I looked down from his piercing gaze. "Could we do something else, I'm not really tired." Pure lie. He sat up and looked around for his shirt while I pulled mine back on. "How about we go on a tour?" He suggested. I watched him walk across the room, his shirt had managed to land in the opposite corner of the room. "A tour of what?" I was having trouble thinking straight as I watched him bend down, pick up the shirt, and finally put it back on. He turned back to me with a devious smile. "How does the back of a certain grandfather clock sound?" I smiled at him. Standing up on my bed, I jumped into his arms. I squealed as he caught and spun me around.
We spent the next few hours wandering around the cave, with me fighting off sleep the whole time. It truly was amazing but I was nearly too tired to really enjoy it. I sat in the chair in front of the super computer. Rich had gone to check on something. I looked at all the buttons on the giant keyboard. Most of them had a label. Curiously, I pushed a button labeled 'Records' and was surprised at the screen that popped up. It looked like a data base of every villain on the planet. Looking around to make sure Richard wasn't back yet I typed in 'Joker' took a deep breath and pressed ENTER. I looked around the cave again, looking for any sign that Rich was near. When I looked back at the screen it was black. And he was leaning against the computer. He sighed, "Raven, what were you doing?" I cocked my head to the side. "How did you do that without me noticing you?" He had a small smile. "I was trained by Batman. I should be able to do things without being noticed." His gaze hardened a bit as he continued. "Now I'll ask again, what were you doing?" I leaned back in the chair muttering, "Nothing." He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow at me. "Raven." I hated that he always knew. "Fine. I was looking up the Joker." I grumbled quietly. I don't know why I had wanted to find out more about him, but I thought it might make me feel better if I knew more about him and his past. "I know what you're thinking Raven." His voice was soft. "And it won't help. It will only scare you if you know more about him. That wouldn't have just told you about him, it also lists everything he's ever done." Coming over to me, he pulled me to my feet and into a hug. I needed it. I held him tightly, returning the hug. He kissed the top of my head before he spoke again, "Reading his file would only make your nightmares worse and torment you." I didn't want to hear this. I want him to kiss me and tell me that everything would be better when we got out of the manor. "Kiss me?" I whispered desperately wanting the senseless bliss that I knew would come with it. He obliged and it took nearly no time at all for me to realize I didn't want him to stop. That sweet, innocent kiss of ours quickly escalated into a full blown make out session. I arched against him, wanting to be as close to him as I could get. His arms wrapped tighter around my waist and back. I was so content right here in his arms. My knees buckled beneath me, and I would have fallen if he hadn't been holding me against him. Removing his arm from my waist, he looped it under my knees and picked me up. He pulled away and kissed my forehead. I yawned and closed my eyes before he kissed me again. I knew he was taking me upstairs, most likely to his room.
It wasn't long later that I felt his soft mattress beneath me. He pulled back slightly and ran his fingers through my hair. With a small smile he picked me up again and got on the bed before putting me down next to him. I sighed, feeling like I was in heaven. "Raven, will you try and get some sleep?" I didn't look up as I murmured a quiet "Sure." I doubt he believed me, I didn't even believe me. His lips brushed against my ear as he whispered, "Do you promise me?" I nodded and, reluctantly, let my eyes close. It wasn't long before my body finally forced me to sleep.
I woke up with a heart wrenching scream. My vision was blurred with hot tears as I scanned the room for him. His side of the bed was cold. Where is he? I sat up and walked over to the window. The yard below was dark. And no sign of the sun rising any time soon. Resting my head against the glass I cried, just wanting the warmth from being in his arms. The cold from the glass eventually forced me to crawl back into bed. I don't know how long my body shook with sobs but it must have been well over an hour. I tried to sleep, but I couldn't bring myself to keep my eyes closed. All I could see was his lifeless body. I laid in his bed, curled into a little ball. I wish I had never met him…I never should have let myself get attached to him… I was beyond depressed and upset. Everyone I love always leaves me... Maybe I should have let my father beat me to death.
I felt something pull the blankets higher around me. I looked over my shoulder and gasped when I saw Richard propped up on one arm next to me. Rolling over I wrapped my arms around him, planning on never letting go ever again. "Where were you?" My voice was hoarse from sobbing for who knows how long. "It's not important. I shouldn't have left you." He sat up and pulled his shirt off before laying down again. I held one of his hands in mine and nuzzled my nose against his bare chest. He wrapped his free hand around me, making sure I won't go anywhere. "It's alright now. Try and get some rest." And I laid there, pretending to sleep, curled up against him, just like I did for the next week.