'Batbrat B28.'

Woah that's weird. I hate it already.

"Hey, Mila!" Virgil greeted. "He actually let you move here."

"No I bring this many bags wherever I go." Virgil actually looked confused for a moment. "Sarcasm, Virgil. Yes, he let me."

He seemed to notice my eyes, damn they must still be red. "Did you cry again?"

"What did I say about mentioning that?" He just laughed and helped me with my bags.

"Mila, what's with all the bags?" I was kinda hoping not to run into Baby Bird just yet. "Are you moving already?"

"Yep." Before he could begin arguing I halted him. "I have had a very eventful day; I think I met my long lost twin, had a fight with southern chick I just met, found out Bruce actually cares about me and now I just want to have a very chill evening of unpacking. Can I have that?"

"Long lost twin? Joking or being serious?" He looked so confused. "You met Kylie?"

"Hey, you know her name? Did Bruce tell you? But how would he know? How could you-"

"I trained with her once, I was the only one who knew her real name. My mother told me who she really was." This would be the part where I'd usually be like 'why didn't you tell me!' but it's never really come up in a conversation.

"Okay. Cool, new subject. Bruce gave me a hug." I keep walking as Virgil directed me to my room.

"Woah, those are rare. The best hugs, but really rare."l

"I know right?" We both drifted off into our own conversation and completely forgot about Virgil. Not even realising he had left as he dropped us off at my new room. When I did finally realise I kinda felt bad.

"Why was Virgil so excited for me to join the team?" I asked when our conversation finally went dead.

"I don't know, maybe he considers you to be a runaway, kinda like him. I don't know, some of us think he has a crush." I feel kinda bad now. I don't want to string him along.

"That's cute. But I'm not really interested."

"In him."

"In dating." He kind of went quiet for a minute. I did too. Just because I couldn't think of any other way to continue the conversation. Or a way to change the subject.

"Why won't you go to Gotham Academy?" He finally asked.

"Why should I?"

"Because I want you to."

"Didn't you get kicked out once? How long do you think I'd last there?" He shrugged obviously not caring, just as long as I go. His eyes were pleading. "Screw you and your puppy dog eyes."

His eyes kept looking into mine. His blue eyes see past my soul. Eventually I gave in and looked away from his.

"Fine."

I spat, wiping the blood away from my mouth and grunting as I lifted myself back up. I looked back at my opponent, the red 's' on his chest was my target.

"You okay?" He asked. Everyone looked worried about me. I'm fine.

"Yep, good." He still seemed hesitant.

"You sure? You have um... There's a bone sticking out of your arm." I felt a slight sting in my arm but had thought nothing of it. I gently pressed against the bone to force it back into me. I ignored most of the cringing I was surrounded by.

"Okay, again." He was still hesitant but got into a fighting stance. He lunged towards me and I ducked and weaved through all his punches. I slid between his legs, my lack of height helped make that easier. I was quick but so was he. Before I could react he swung his arms back, knocking me into the air. I flew back into someone and we both went flying into the wall. Damn, Superboy. Did you have to hit that hard.

I coughed up a fair amount of blood before looking at who I crashed into. I sighed in relief to find it was just Damian. Although, he wasn't very happy.

"I think that's enough for today." Damian helped me up, dusting me off.

"Damian, I'm fine." He stormed off towards the Zeta-Tubes. I stared for a moment before heading after him.

I followed him through, coming out in a phone booth situated in a dark alley. I caught up and stopped him.

"What's your problem?"

"I'm not going to watch while you let him hurt you." He pushed past me, continuing through the alley.

"Oh please, you broke my arm when we were ten. You stabbed me that same day." He stopped and looked back at me.

"I was different then. I felt different then. I-"

"-You were more fun then."

"Mila! How can you call that fun? You would have been dead if you were..."

"Normal." It was what he was going to say, I could tell by the guilty look on his face. I turned, walking back to the Zeta-Tube platform, well, the phone booth.

Before I could go through his hand grabbed my arm, pulling me around. Before I could even ask why he planted the softest kiss on my lips. Even his hands that held me were gentle. I let my eyes close, the shock wearing off.

I couldn't stop thinking about the kiss for the rest of the night. I basically drifted past everyone when I got back to the cave. I think someone tried to talk to me but I didn't even acknowledge them.

So now two guys have kissed me. I feel like having a mother or a close girlfriend would be great right now.

Unfortunately I possess neither.