44This went through a serious editing phase, so that's why it took so long, I'm not sure when I'll get the next oe unp though, it is done, but it's cram time at the dumb school, so... *sigh* but summer! Summer is indeed coming my cards! So much time to write, draw and burn school books...
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soon
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Okay, so I've challenged myself to make a heart(fluff) story, but keep it just as sexually disturbing as always, so not like Zombies In the Dying Flesh, my last story, where it was more gore than sex, this will be more sex and romance? Maybe we'll see.
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Warnings - brosifs, there ain't none for this one :(
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Disclaimer - literately though, if i owned I wouldn't be stuck where I am in the world
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Chapter one - Feelings
The first time he'd seen him Robin's heart skipped a beat, whether it from fear or excitement he didn't know, finding that despite their first meeting being through a screen the feeling still effected him just as much, growing frustrated as the Slade-bot had broken apart in his hold, clearly irritated after not getting to see the man he'd fought so hard to view under the mask. From that point on his whole body would react when Slade was even mentioned in the tower, though he hide it behind a wall of loathing and hatred to avoid questioning from his team, though with every passing day his heart swelled farther, soon finding himself unable to ignore the feeling, an erotic thought mixing with the usual darker tones, starting with him strapped to a table, quickly changing to something far more sexual, the man towering, teasing him with his mouth, it wasn't long when the thoughts became more frequent, the need to catch him arising due to the thoughts. He couldn't fall for, or fear, a villain, so he needed him jailed as quickly as possible, not having the desire to figure the thoughts any time soon, them affecting his work. He was the reason the Titan trained so hard, the reason most, if not all of his free time was spent in the training hall, away from his friends, away from everyone. You could say he was anti-social, but he did it for one reason, to catch the distraction clouding his mind, invading his dreams, well nightmares in his opinion, afraid the feelings would consume him fully each time they'd faced.
His head shot up, waking from an unnerving night-terror, only having a moment to collect himself when the metal door slid to the side, Cyborg poking his head through the opening, only uttering two words in a deep upsetting tone.
"It's Slade."
This time, this awful time, the time when he was caught by Slade, forced into an unwanted apprenticeship, that the feeling grew, having been so close for so long, fighting, the other towering him at times, still not knowing weather it was fear or excitement as his heart threatened to erupt from his chest. He had to fight, he needed to get away, he thought it was fear, but afraid it was the other option, knowing he had to get away, so he fought, his friends eventually coming to save him, having discovered the nano-probes coursing through their veins. Robin being more grateful than his friends would even know, but the feelings grew, even when away from the villain, until Terra came into their lives, the stabbing pain in the core of his soul when his enemy fell into the depths of fiery lava haunted him, he hated Terra for it, and while he was saddened by her death, nothing compared to the deep chasm the mercenary's left, though he refuse to admit it. He somehow convinced himself that the feeling was simply his torture towards himself for allowing anyone to die on his watch. When the dust had affected him, he was glad to see the man alive, if only to discover he was a simple hallucinatio, feeling the darkness cloud his chest, making it difficult to breath, telling himself it was just a relapse of being reminded of the past, though he put on a smile, acting for his friends sake, feeling near to tears for some unknown reason.
By the time Raven's father, Trigon came to the mortal realm, he bathed in the feeling of despair, coming close to suicide several times before, seeing the man making it lift away instantly, being replaced by a spark of relief, the excitement or fear coming back full force, them fighting together in perfect harmony, without any sort of preparation being exhilarating for the boy, though when the man said they where old friends, he couldn't accept that, as if it wasn't enough. He remembered when Slade had lost his mask, his heart dropping as only a skeleton was in the place flesh should be, thinking he wasn't even alive, felling relief when he was told of his plan to have it restored, how it was only temporary. It was after they defeated the devil when the feelings became more convoluted, him staying up later going through files of the villain haunting him, his friends thinking it was only because the need to catch him, but they where wrong. The feeling's had changed in such a way, he just wanted to see his face, know who he was, no longer wishing to throw him in jail, only needing that small pleasure, feeling it the only way to keep hold of his sanity.
In the time he sat in a large Japanese style dojo during their trip to Tokyo, the orange mask haunting him in a way, having thought it was the man helping him escape, until he saw the pink goo. He could feel the disappointment, but ignored it, changing back into his uniform, a mask replacing the shades he'd used as a disguise. After defeating their enemy, Brushogun, him and Starfire kissed, though the one he thought of wasn't the girl, it was him, that causing the fear to rise. They returned to the tower maybe a week later, nothing more happening between them, though it was awkward for a while, soon passing as time went on.
This was about the time his feelings became rampant, he needed to sort out his mind, but didn't know how. Every time he saw a picture of the wanted criminal, his heart fluttered, he didn't understand, he needed to understand. Often finding himself taking out his frustration on other criminals and punching bags, growing far more dangerous as time went on. It wasn't until his eighteenth birthday his friends noticed something off.
It was some time during the party when Cyborg noticed a distant look in the bird's eyes, a look of yearning, he'd seen the look many times in the past, but it was his birthday, he should be having fun.
"Yo, Rob, what's up?" The leader shook his head, his hair bobbing, as if he'd woken from a trance, turning to the half metal Titan with a hum.
"Oh... Nothing, just a lot on my mind..." He smiled tiredly, feeling exhausted, resting the side of his head on a hand, yawning softly, the long sleeve of his navy blue button up providing cushioning, blue bell bottoms reaching the floor.
"It's your party, man! Dance or something!" He patted his friend on the shoulder, encouraging him to join in on the fun.
"Nah, I'm not really in the mood..." He whispered, sounding as if he was near to drifting to sleep. Cy knew the other hadn't been getting a lot of sleep, if any, but dozing at his party? He shrugged, seeing the far off look returning to the other's masked face, looking to the depths of space, seemingly seeking an answer, but to what, the his friend didn't know.
"Okay, man, but remember, this is your party." The leader didn't even seem to hear the words, simply humming, shaking his head slightly in acknowledgment. After the Cybernetic teen left him, it wasn't long when he grew tired of the bartenders repeated offerings of drinks he wasn't old enough to have, and girls attempting to flirt, not finding even a small ping of interest in them.
He slipped away sometime during the party, deciding he needed to figure out his overflowing thoughts, walking around the club, rubbing his temples in irritation, he hated this.
"What's wrong with me..." He muttered, burying head in hands. He sat, the cool December air nipping at his cheeks, which turned a slight shade of pink as he tried to sort his emotions, it was hard, they'd gotten worse, as they always did, over time, him being far to lost in the turrent that was his mind,
"You alright, boy?" His head shot up on instinct, seeing a buff form towering over him, light gray hair, accompanied by a goatee to his chin, a bright blue orb scanning the lethal body, other covered by a patch.
"Fine... just... lost in thought..." He ran a hand through his raven locks, sighing as the man remained.
"Feelings?"
"How did you know?"
"You are a teenager." The stranger smirked, somehow causing the unknown feelings, fear or excitement, to arise.
"Do I know you?" He narrowed his eyes, sure he knew that wasn't him was it?
"I don't think so... Hi my name's Joseph." Robin shook the outstretched hand, still not convinced, though when he really lisened, this man could't be his foe, his voice was slightly higher.
"umm... Robin..."
"Nice to meet you, boy, but I already knew your name." The hero laughed nervously again.
"I guess you did..." He raked a hand through his hair for the second time, before standing to stretch, yawning softly.
"So what brings the mighty boy wonder to this side of town." He motioned to the dark streets only illuminated by a single light above them.
"Oh... uhh... birthday." He didn't know why he told the stranger, but he did, he somehow felt as if he'd already known, like he was mocking him.
"Yours?"
"Yah..."
"How old?"
"Eighteen..." He smiled softly, once again feeling he'd already known, but was only asking to be polite.
"Why are you not with your friends?"
"Just... A lot on my mind..." He repeated. "I didn't even want to celebrate..." The man hummed, as if in understanding.
"Want to go do something that would take your mind away from what troubles you?" The boy stilled, eyes going wide as he looked to the older male. "I don't mean that, boy." The teen seemed to relax.
"Oh, alright then, what did you have in mind?"
"Let's go to the pier." Robin thought for a moment before deciding there was nothing to fear, he was pretty sure he could protect himself if needed. so he decided to go with the stranger, despite everything he'd been told throughout his life.
They ran towards said area, Joseph out of breath from running by the time they'd arrived.
"Wow..." Masked eyes widened at the sight of the full moon, it seeming blue, high above the horizon, perfect night for the pier. His hips swayed before he sat to the dark wood, deciding to let the other catch his breath, swinging his feet over the sea. They sat in silence, the gentle breeze causing waves to brush the rocks, the teen releasing a content sigh. He'd needed this, a moment just to relax, they didn't come often, especially in Titans Tower, there almost never being a moment of peace.
"This is nice..." The Titan leaned back, glad no one else was there, it would ruin the warmth the moment created. The older man watched from behind, smiling as the hero sat, eyes half opened, breathing softly as his muscles loosened.
"Don't get out much?" The silk voice laced his ears, making him continue to look forward, though respond in a soft non-threatening tone.
"Only for work." He smiled lightly, laughing slightly at the thought, he really did work alot. They sat in silence for half an hour, neither willing to break the silence as they sat on the pier, the man eventually satting on the opposite side across from the bird, though he looked more to the Titan than anything else.
A giant wave rose from the sea, engulfing them in it's icy grasp, making the boy mutter something foul under his breath as freezing water over took him, soaked to the bone, shivering greatly, just his luck., he didn't even know how this was possible, the sea had been still moments before. He tried to smooth out his top, attempting to squeeze out as much liquid as he could, to distracted to notice the eye staring his way, watching the events play out. All hopes of being semi-dry being lost, he decided to gave up on getting anymore water from his navy top, turning to the other with a small smile before his eyes, absent minded, scanned the other, light green top sticking to his stomach, showing off every dip his muscles created. Robin soon noticing the other doing the same, face going red with embarrassment, a light chuckle leaving Joseph, making the red darken to crimson.
"Uh... I should probably get back..." He laughed nervously, blush deepening as his companion offered him an arm.
"Off we are then." He waited for the Titan to accept before walking towards the club where his party was held. "I have a question for you, boy." The bird was far to embarrassed to speak, simply looking towards the man. "Why didn't you want to celebrate?" His eyes looked to the ground. "Your birthday I mean."
"My birthday..." His voice got quiet. "It's not a day to celebrate..."
"Can I ask you why?" The stranger genuinely wanted to know, but wouldn't force him.
"Just... Some bad stuff happened on my ninth..." He was glad he was wearing a mask, his eyes watering at the thought, though he wouldn't cry, he had no more tears left on the matter, having cried so much in the past.
There where no farther words exchanged on the matter until they reached said destination.
"We should do this again sometime, it was nice." The youngest sent the man a dashing smile, pulling his arms behind his back with a yawn.
"Then I'll see you again."
"Most defiantly."
"See you then, and have fun at your party, don't let the past affect your future." He received a smirk that made his chest flood with emotions he didn't understand, soon walking back towards his friends.
"Hey, Rob! Over here!" The Cybernetic Titan waved from afar, motioning for the leader to come. "Man! Where have you been?! We thought someone took you or something!"
"Oh, sorry. Just went out for some fresh air." He felt a bit guilty for making his friends worry.
"What's wrong, man?" The older boy crossed his arms, noting how his leader was suddenly soaked. Robin rubbing the back of his head, looking away. "You can tell me..." A hand met the leader's shoulder, though all he could do was look up with a smile, acting like he was fine, he'd gotten pretty good at acting lately, really wishing he could simply crawl into bed and forget it was his birthday.,forget about everything.
"I just don't feel well, I think I'm going to head back to the tower soon..." He shot the boy a weak smile.
"Oh, we'll go with you, you shouldn't be alone on your birthday, man."
"No it's fine, you guys stay, I'll just watch t.v. or something, try to get some sleep." He rubbed the back of his head.
"Whatever you say, man." The leader walked towards the door, desperately yearning for the comfort his room brought, dodging the dancers as he exited
In the end he simply ate and showering, trying to get some sleep, but finding the nightmares stronger than usual, making him give up on sleep for the third night in a row, the others having come home hours earlier, though that seemed irrelevant as he slipped through his bedroom window, changing into his uniform, already knowing where he was headed as his grappling hook snagged the roof of the tower, a slight clang being heard.
Lights flew by as he swung through the city, mind racing, he needed something to take his mind off it all, but for the first night in history, Jump seemed at peace, not even finding a small robbery in the bad side of town, as if they knew he was in a bad mood.
After flipping and running along several roof tops, he stopped, crashing to his knees,feeling a cramping pain overtake him, moving to the ledge to swing his legs over the side of the high building, hugging his stomach, feeling as if he would hurl. Looking out, over the city, the twinkling lights making his thoughts race faster despite there peaceful nature, making his hands move to rub his temples, a headache rearing it's head. He should have went to the training hall instead, but he didn't want to wake his friends, he just didn't feel like dealing with them right now... He sighed, standing and stretching before deciding toslow a bit.
His feet pushed off the concrete as his walk quickly turning to a fast aced run despite his best efforts, jumping along the roof tops, frustration making itself known as he went as fast as his body would allow. His hands rested on knees as he stopped to catch his breath, not sure how long he'd been running for, going at a slower pace, hair falling over his masked eyes, breathing heavily.
"What's wrong with me..."
"Nothing from what I can see..." He turned to the ruff tone, feeling a slight tingle in his lower half, spinning to face the one bugging him most.
"Slade..." He spoke venom, glad he was able to hide his bodies reaction to the mercenary, whipping out his staff, spinning it iin his fingers, glad he'd found something to distract his mind, even if it was the reason he needed one. He charged, a mighty cry slipping past thin, parted lips. The fight was sad on the boy's part, those mixed emotions trailing him, until he couldn't take it anymore, he sneezed. The man looked on with amusement, Robin sneezes being released one after another.
"UGG-achoo! Great, just what I need, always happens at the worst -achoo!- times!" He muttered under his breath, sneezing before getting back to a fighting stance, deciding to try to power through it, not like it was that bad.
The mercenary didn't even fight, the Titan sneezing mid-run, tumbling to the hard roof, cursing as he tried to catch himself, skinning his hand protection, managing to flip at the last second.
"Aww, is my little bird sick? You shouldn't go out in short sleeves, it may be spring, but it's still rather cold." A mock tone said, followed by a dark chuckle.
"Shut -achoo- up!" The boy tried to sound threatening the unexpected outburst making it near to impossible, though he somehow managed to still have a growl mixed in.
"I didn't come to fight, Robin."
"Yah, right-"
"If I wanted you dead, you would already be dead. You attacked me." The teen fell silent, that was true. "As I was saying, I didn't come for a fight. I came to simply talk." The hero scoffed, not believing that for a second.
"About -achoo- what?" He sniffled, waiting for a reply.
"A client wanted to know your favorite color." Laughter rang from the small form.
"W -achoo- what?!" Small hands wrapped around his stomach, it was to much.
"Are you going to say, or not?"
"Ask nicely..." Robin smiled sheepishly, this making the man growl in warning, glaring at the Titan.
"Now." He crossed his buff arms over his chest.
"So -achoo- uptight, it's -achoo- blue..." his interruptions where starting to get more frequent.
No more words where exchanged, the man nodding before leaving the teen.
The hero shrugged before continuing on his way, not quite ready to go home, but soon changing his mind when the sudden outbursts became dangerous, making it hard to swing through the city without falling to the ground, having to travel by ground in the end, rubbing his arms.
He crashed, completely shut down as his head hit the pillow, the sneezes finally leaving him, wanting to scream in frustraion as the alarm made him stir, ringing a moment after he'd drifted, moving fast to run towards the living quarters, making his way to the large screen.
"There's a hold up at North Star!" He turned to his friends, following them out, heading towards said bank, trying to stifle a yawn as he moved.
He demanded the usual things, a helicopter, which was absolutely absurd, and a million dollars. The team ran towards the scene, getting information from the police before working out a plan.
"We need to distract him somehow, get his mind off the hostages and we can sneak them out the back entrance." Their leader spoke, them having formed a small huddle.
"How are we to do that, friend Robin?" Star spoke at his side, raising a good point.
"If he thinks someone is trying to escape, he may leave to stop them. We don't need long." They nodded, breaking from the huddle. "Beast Boy can sneak through the door undetected, make something fall over and shape-shift to a small animal to hide. Raven, keep an eye out in case he's noticed from just outside the building, if you think he's in danger, pull up a force field. Me, Cyborg, and Starfire can make our way around the building to get the hostages out. Once their out of harms way, Raven, trap the robber in a force field, but not before the hostages are out, I don't want anyone shot." They nodded before going to work, Bea turning to a beige garden snake, slipping under the door.
He morphed, a canary taking flight, moving to the writing desk placed in the room opposite the criminal, finding the loudest object, a bowl of metal paper clips, before using his beak to slowly edge it towards the side, making it fall with a quick push. The boom of metal scattering filled the entire room, heavy footsteps being heard as well. The green changeling managed to hide just in time to see a thin twig of a man, wearing a warn red top with baggy jeans, a ski mask hiding his face, through the slits for his eyes you could see a dazzling blue orb. The changeling stilled behind a picture of an older woman holding a bowl of fruit, shaped to a ladybug, the thief spinning around, nearly squishing him as he rammed the portrait, Raven luckily seeing the danger, putting a shield between them just in time, the man not noticing as he bumped it, still searching for the expected escapist.
In the back a door slowly opened, Robin motioning for the captured to follow, them doing just that, one by one leaving the large building, it not being long when heavy footsteps sounded from behind, telling he was coming back, a few of the hostages still trying to make it out, just making it, Robin otioning for the crowd to keep quiet. Something wasn't right , Robin perked up his ears, listening for something he could have sworn he'd heard. His body going stiffed, ignoring the frantic scream as he sprinted towards the desk, seeing a small huddled form shaking in the corner, his eyes darting to the left, he was nearly back.
He scooped the child in his arms, making a mad dash towards the door as the young boy whimpered in his hold, scared to death, sonning aloud when a scream sounding.
MWAHAHAHAHA! A cliffhanger on the first chapter! I AM EVIL!
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I might kill tht kid... Honestly, anything could happen at this point... I could kill tht kid... I could make it Robin in the hospital, in a coma, dead, or one of the other Titans could die... Hell, i could kill Slade in some convoluted plot twist and make the whole story about Robin coping over feelings he doesn't
understand!
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