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Far Back In Time	By : SladinForever Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Slash - Male/Male > Robin/Slade Views: 2814 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans or the characters affiliated with it. I make no profit off these stories, because that would be called stealing ;) There are two OCs in the future, so leave them be; they're mine, all mine! evil laugh

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It was the next afternoon. Water dripped off leaves and trees. There was a light rain, turning dirt into mud. It was cloudy and a little muggy. The sun kept trying to seep through, but the heavy clouds hid most of the rays. The temperature was relatively cool, making hours of walking bearable.
Robin readjusted his grip on Samael. He was hanging onto his shoulder, his head resting around the back of his neck. Slade was a few feet behind them, watching the two closely. There hadn't been any talking since the night before. Slade thought it was about time to do so.
"Next cave or shelter we see, we should rest. You didn't have much sleep last night."
"I'd rather not. I want to get out of this Hell hole," Robin said moodily. "I'll be fine."
"I see you're forgetting the compromising deal."
"Fuck compromising then."
Slade frowned slightly. He knew Robin was angry, at himself and him. If Slade had just listened to him at the beginning, he would've been able to help Stella and save the other two babies. He just didn't think Robin would still be this angry. Slade hated being wrong.
"For Samael's sake, you should calm down. Animals can sense and imitate human feelings. You should really look at his face and see how your negative feelings affect him. Staying upset never helped anyone. And it sure doesn't help him."
Robin didn't reply. The skin around his eyes looked dark and tired. Deep down, he felt exhausted. But he kept on trudging, even with his arms, feet, and legs hurting. Snorting quietly, Slade picked up his pace to reach Robin's side. Grabbing his shoulder, he stopped him and then stepped around to stand in front of him. Robin glared at him. Without a word, Slade reached for Samael, trying to take him from him. Robin's face slowly softened. Even with his bad attitude, Slade decided to help him by carrying the heavy Apatosaurus. Turning around, he continued walking. Robin stared after him a few seconds before sighing and following.
Soon, the rain stopped completely. It was still cloudy, but the sun was starting to peek out a bit. For the next two hours they walked in silence. Samael had his head snuggled in the crook of Slade's arm. He had his eyes closed, asleep. Robin was staring at the muddy ground, his eyes almost closed from exhaustion. Slade glanced over his shoulder at him, seeing his tired face.
"We're going to stop soon."
Robin didn't reply. Slade turned his head back around and continued down the path. Another hour passed and the sun was finally coming out. The tops of trees were becoming dry and it was getting warmer. Bugs and reptiles started to come out of their shelters for food. Robin's eyes drooped and then closed before jerking back open. With the back of his hand, he rubbed at his eyes that were hurting from lack of sleep, closing them. After a few more steps, he bumped into Slade, who had stopped. He was looking to the right. Turning, he approached a cave. Sighing, Robin followed him.
Slade and Robin soon reached the front of the cave. Slade went in first, to check for any occupants. All he saw was a turtle near the back. It looked harmless enough. Robin waited until he motioned for him to come in. He went inside. Slade carefully placed Samael on the ground by the wall. Going to the turtle, he crouched before it. It lifted its wrinkled head to look at him. Stopping behind Samael, Robin slowly lowered himself down. Placing one hand behind him, he moved his legs forward to sit. He turned and scooted back to lean against the wall. Slade stood up straight and turned to him. Robin's eyes were closed and his chest moved up and down steadily. From the looks of it, he had fallen fast asleep.
Being as silent as possible, Slade stepped up beside him and crouched. He grabbed the hem of his tunic and slowly pulled it off, not wanting to wake him. Robin just groaned softly in his sleep. After laying the shirt flat out on the dry ground, he worked on getting his boots and socks off. After setting them aside, Slade carefully lowered him all the way to the warm ground. He stood up, walked around to reach Samael, and moved him towards Robin. Once he was close to his chest and stomach, Slade turned around and walked out of the cave, leaving in search of dry leaves. While he was gone, the turtle got up and ambled towards the two sleeping figures. It sniffed both of them, trying to figure out what they were. When they smelled safe, the turtle walked over to Robin's legs and laid down, keeping his shelled body close to him. It tucked its head and legs in before closing its eyes.
The clouds were finally gone when Slade was half done with collecting leaves and strips of bark. The warm sun got hotter, helping dry the wet jungle. Once he had enough leaves and bark to make a warm blanket, Slade returned to the cave and sat outside to work. The sun helped warm the leaves he had. After an hour of tying them together, the blanket was made. Slade folded it up carefully after it was mostly dry and entered the cave. Robin, Samael, and the turtle were all asleep. Walking to stand by Robin's head, Slade unfolded the leaf blanket and then placed it over his body, which was covered in goose bumps. It was big enough to cover Samael too. Once they were situated, Slade left again to get firewood and moss.
'I must be going soft.'
Once everything had been gathered, Slade returned to the cave and put the makeshift fire pit together. Robin shifted slightly in his sleep. Looking at him, Slade saw the turtle by his legs. He couldn't help but smile softly. After the logs were ready to be lit, Slade stood up and left to find food.

Robin's eyes slowly began to open. His vision was a little blurred. He blinked to adjust his sight. Something warm was covering his body as he lay on his side. Closing his eyes again, Robin slowly pushed up with his arm that was underneath him. The sound of rustling leaves fell around his legs. Looking over, he saw the leaf blanket Slade had made. Adjusting his sitting position, Robin leaned against the cave wall, stretching out his arms and yawning. When he was done, he lowered his arms and looked around. He saw the turtle walking outside the cave opening. Turning his head back to the inside of the cave, he saw Samael lying by a dying fire to keep himself warm. The sound of footsteps reached his ears a few seconds later.
"Good, you're awake." Turning his head, Robin saw Slade walk further into the cave. "You slept soundly through the entire night."
Robin rubbed the back of his neck, his muscles feeling achy. "I wondered why I felt so stiff and sore."
Slade went to the fire to add moss and sticks to it. With his gloved hand, he moved the embers around to make them re-catch.
"Want anything to eat? I found a nest and fruit."
Robin rubbed his eyes. "Fruit is fine."
Slade stood up straight and turned to him. "I'll go grab a few."
Nodding, Robin began to get up while Slade left. He stretched and tried to loosen up. His whole body hurt from sleeping on a hard ground for so many hours. Feeling a bit chilled, Robin went to the fire, sitting next to Samael. While he waited, he started petting his neck and back, feeling the ridges of his spine as he reached towards his tail. Samael was blinking continuously, dirt from the ground moving as he breathed with just his nose. Robin exhaled.
"You miss your mom and siblings huh?"
Slade walked in a few seconds after he said this, a few pieces of orange-colored fruit in his hands. He stopped beside them. "We need to keep going. We've wasted too much time already."
Nodding, Robin ran his hand over Samael's head and then stood up. Slade handed him one of the fruits before moving around him to kill the fire. Robin bit into the fruit, a hint of orange and mint juice entering his mouth. Five minutes later, as the sunlight streamed in, Robin picked up Samael and started to follow Slade out of the cave. The turtle was nowhere to be found.
"You should have him walk so you can keep your strength," Slade said, glancing at the two.
They stopped. Robin carefully lowered Samael to the ground on his feet.
"Let's go Samael." The baby Apatosaurus laid down. "Sam, don't do that."
Robin sighed when Samael stayed where he was. Slade turned, looking over his shoulder.
"If we walk, he'll follow."
Robin wasn't so sure, but he walked around Samael and followed Slade anyway. They only took fifty to fifty-five steps before Robin stopped and glanced back. His eyes narrowed and he sighed heavily. Samael hadn't moved at all. Turning around, he walked back and picked him up. He took long strides to catch up to Slade, holding the baby tightly.
"It's like he's given up," Robin muttered when he had caught up.
Slade glanced at them out of the corner of his eye. "Looks that way."
Robin adjusted his grip. They walked on quietly, the sun warming them as it slowly got higher up in the sky. Robin tried to keep his emotions calm and relaxed instead of sad and depressing. Samael needed as much positive energy as possible if he was to get better. Of course, Robin didn't blame him for his behavior. He was the same way after he had become an orphan ten years ago. Even after being adopted by Bruce, he still had felt lost and depressed for a long time.
"When you start feeling tired, I will hold him," Slade said a few minutes later.
"Okay."
"Then we'll try to make him walk on his own tomorrow."
Robin just nodded. They walked on for a few hours without a word. Not long after, Robin's arms were hurting. Samael seemed to get heavier all the time. Once he couldn't hold on anymore, he set him down, nudging his butt gently with his foot.
"Start walking Samael. Snap out of it." Slade glanced back. After another nudge, Samael lifted the end of his tail and took a step forward. "Good boy Sam."
Samael ambled forward slowly, but it was progress. Robin walked strangely behind him, to make sure he kept going straight. Slade stopped to let them catch up. Samael actually walked headfirst into the back of his leg. Robin chuckled before nudging him sideways. The baby Apatosaurus walked around Slade and kept walking.
"Next is to get him to eat."
Robin scratched his itching scalp as he followed Samael. Slade followed behind him.
"Yeah, not sure how well that's going to work."
"You know all too well."
There was a pause.
"Yeah…"
Robin let out a sigh before they were quiet once again.

It was the next afternoon. Around eleven, the trio passed a sign. Written on it was the amount of miles they had left. They were three-fourths away from the shelter. In just a few more days, they would get there.
"I hope this person is friendly," Robin said.
"They have been with their signs so far."
"Well yeah, but maybe it's to make you think that."
"Then don't think about it," Slade said.
Robin looked at him. "I'll need to talk about something else if I want to do that. Any ideas? Its been pretty boring lately anyway." There was a short pause. "Oh, just thought of something."
Slade glanced at him. "What?"
Robin looked down at Samael as they walked. "I still want to know where you were trying to go before I came in to stop you. I'd like to know."
"It isn't your business."
"I'm still curious. Just give me a year or something."
"No," Slade said.
Robin sighed. "Okay, fine."
"It isn't any concern to you anyway."
"I said fine," Robin snapped softly. He suddenly yelped. "Stop that!"
Slade snorted. "Then don't cop an attitude." Robin just folded his arms over his chest and pouted. "Bad vibes, Robin. Bad vibes."
Samael walked a few more paces before seeing something. He stopped, Robin almost walking into him. A bug flitted by the baby's face. Seeing it too, Robin followed it with his gaze. He blinked. "That was a dragonfly. There must be water somewhere."
"We should find it then," Slade said, following the direction of the dragonfly. "Let's go."
Nodding, Robin changed Samael's direction and followed him. Taking out a boomerang, Slade marked a tree so that they could find their path again. He marked a few as they passed. After following the bug for twenty minutes, a clearing started to appear. They walked through the trees and saw where the dragonfly was going. It landed on a cattail that was sticking out from the bank of a small, but deep oasis. There were a few palm trees, creating shade.
Feeling very sweaty and hot, Robin kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt, tossing it to the ground. As he made his way for the water, he yanked off his socks and dropped them. Slade stood beside Samael. Both watched as Robin waded into the water and then dove. They watched the ripples in the water for a few minutes before the hero resurfaced, shaking his head. He swam around in place and saw them staring.
"The water's great!"
"Did you even bother to check for dangerous creatures that could be swimming in there?" Slade asked after reaching the bank.
Samael stood directly at the edge, staring at his reflection in the water. Robin smiled.
"There's nothing under here. I checked. Now get in."
"I'll be fine," Slade said, sitting down. "I'll stay with Samael."
"Okay, your loss."
Turning around, Robin dove. Slade shook his head. Samael stepped one foot into the water and then yanked it back out. Running around behind Slade, he looked around him and saw the ripples.
"It's just water." Samael looked up at Slade. Letting out a nose breath, he walked back around and laid by his leg. "You're no fun, are you?"
"I could say the same thing about you." Slade looked back at the water. Robin walked up to the bank and sat down in the water's edge. "Sam, come in the water with me." Samael lifted his head. "Come see daddy."
Slade quirked an eyebrow. "Daddy?"
Robin shrugged. "What else would I be? Would sound better than 'come see your best friend' wouldn't it?"
"Good point."
Robin looked back at Samael. "Come on Sam. The water is fine." Samael lowered his head back down. Robin sighed. "Don't sulk Sam."
"He's just tired," Slade said, standing. "We'll stay here for an hour and then go."
"Okay. Coming in then?"
Slade turned around and started walking. "I'm going to gather food for Samael."
"Then are you coming in?" Robin asked.
"We will see."
Slade walked off. Sighing in defeat, Robin went back out to swim for a bit. Ten minutes later, he floated on his back, allowing the sun to wash over him. It was a beautiful, warm day. Robin heard the water move behind him a few more minutes later. Turning around, he saw Slade carrying Samael into the water. The baby had wide, frightened eyes when they got closer. Soon the water came up to Slade's mid-section. Samael's tail fell into it.
"It must be cold," Robin said, swimming towards them. "And they can't swim."
"He'll be alright," Slade said, slowly bending over to place him in. Samael struggled in his arms, making scared sounds. "Calm down."
Robin stopped in front of them, smiling. "Look at me, Samael. Slade won't drop you." Lifting his arm, Robin placed his hand on his head. Samael looked at him. Robin's smile seemed to help. Most of his body was in the water now. He was shivering a bit. "See Sam? You're okay. Just kick your feet."
Slade had his arms wrapped around Samael's stomach, holding him securely. The baby sniffed the water. Grabbing some in his hands, Robin placed them on his head to help keep him cool. Standing on his left, Slade started walking again. Robin moved slowly backwards as he helped Samael swim. It took a few seconds for him to finally kick his feet. Robin chuckled suddenly.
"I know what you're thinking," Slade said.
"You'd make a good dad," Robin said with a smile.
"I wouldn't count on it."
Robin frowned. "Have you even tried? I mean, you weren't always like this, were you?"
"This conversation is now over."
Robin splashed water at him and Samael. The baby Apatosaurus coughed and spluttered when he inhaled it. He sneezed, water and snot flying out. Slade burst out laughing when most of it hit Robin in the face. His face scrunched in disgust.
"EWW!"
Turning, Robin dunked his head under the water, wiping his face with his hands. Holding Samael under one arm, Slade patted his head.
"Good boy."
Robin emerged, shaking his wet head. He glared at Slade. "It wasn't funny."
Slade smirked. "I thought it was."
"Well screw you!" Robin quickly went back under water seconds before Samael sneezed again. After a few seconds he returned to the surface. "Sam!"
"Raah!"
Snorting, Robin swam around him and Slade, heading for the bank. Slade swam around and followed him, loosening his hold on Samael so that he could swim easier. They soon reached land, water dripping from their bodies. Robin turned around and sat in the grass, the sun beating down on him. Slade set Samael down. The baby shook his body, water flying around him. Going to the other side of him, Slade sat down and fell onto his back. He placed his hands behind his head and inhaled deeply. Glowering, Robin got up, turned towards him, and stepped one foot over him. Opening his eyes, Slade saw him sitting on his stomach, glaring determinedly down at him.
"Seriously, Slade, if you put the whole "committing crimes" thing aside, you'd make a good dad. You said something similar back when I was your apprentice. I totally disagreed back then, but the way you handled Samael just now was very parent-like. You helped teach him how to swim. Most fathers do that for their kids."
Slade stared up at Robin with a blank look, his eyes slightly closed. Pulling his hands out from behind his head, he grabbed Robin's arms by the elbow and pulled him down. He fell with a soft oomph against his chest. Samael lifted his head to look at them, his eyes blinking. When Robin was flush against his body, Slade lifted his hand and pushed a strand of hair behind his ear.
"If I was willing to reveal my past, you would know why I wouldn't be a good father. So all I ask is that you trust me on that. I wasn't a good father before and I can't be one now. Understand?"
Robin looked up at his face. He swore he saw a look of disappointment in Slade's usually emotionless eye. Was his past really that bad before he became a villain? Was that what made Slade one to begin with? Looking away, Robin exhaled.
"Okay, I understand."
Slade started playing with his hair, massaging his scalp with the tips of his fingers. Robin placed his head down and closed his eyes. He always liked the feeling of someone petting his head, but never had it happen in years. Bruce never was one for cuddling and being very comforting. That had been Alfred's job.
"Don't fall asleep. We have to leave soon."
Robin's eyes snapped open. He almost forgot what was going on. A small blush formed on his cheeks. "Thanks for telling me."
"Mhmm."
A few minutes later, Robin got up and started to get dressed. Slade watched him, noting the way his body moved so fluidly. Realizing what he was trying to picture, he looked away and got up to redress as well. Once they were completely ready, they went back the way they came and continued on their way.

For the next few days, Robin tried to feed Samael, but with no success. He refused leaves every time he tried holding it in front of his face. It made Robin frustrated.
"Just give him more time," Slade said.
"I have given him time," Robin whined. "I've given him three days worth of time! Ow!" Robin rubbed his butt cheek. "Stop that!"
"Stop whining then," Slade said, walking down the path. "Now come on. We're not far from the shelter. We'll be there by tomorrow."
Dropping the leaves, Robin turned Samael around and nudged him forward. They followed after Slade.
"So, what should we talk about? I'm bored."
Slade snorted. "You're a broken record."
"I can't help it," Robin said. "I'm not like you when it comes to staying quiet. The silence drives me crazy."
"Alright, you can ask me anything and I will most likely answer it," Slade said. "Asking me about the time machine and my plan is the only exception. And anything about my personal past."
Robin closed his mouth, geared and ready to ask just a question. He sighed. "Alright, deal. Are you going to ask me anything?"
"I don't think so. I know enough about you that I have no interest in knowing more."
Robin nodded, looking down at Samael. "Okay, first question. What's your natural hair color? You're not an albino, so you couldn't have been born with white hair."
They passed a lizard scurrying up a tree close-by.
"I naturally have blonde hair," Slade said. "I used to have a goatee to match. I removed it a long time ago. Next question."
Robin thought for a moment, trying to avoid any family questions. "What do you look for in a relationship?"
"Good question," Slade said with a smug smirk. "If there is anyone out there as cynical as me, I would consider it. It would have to be a loyal one. And, of course, I would be the one giving orders and, what do you kids call it, be the seme out of the relationship?"
Robin chuckled. "No, you're right."
"Alright then. Of course, I would be reasonable and compromise with this person, so that they don't feel too smothered. Things would go more my way though."
"So typical of you," Robin said with a small snort.
"You asked."
"Okay, kind of a personal question; when did you lose your virginity?"
Slade shook his head. "Much younger than when you lost yours. That's all I'm going to say."
"Was it with a guy or a girl?"
"That is an inappropriate question," Slade said.
"No it isn't," Robin retorted. "I'm not asking for a name or anything."
"It isn't you say?" Robin nodded. Slade smirked. "Tell me, if someone were to ask you who you lost your virginity to, would you be willing to tell them?"
Robin thought about it for a moment. Sure he wouldn't give the person's name—unless he didn't mind saying—but he would tell someone if it was a guy or girl. Or in Robin's case, a man. "I would at least tell the gender," he said, to prove Slade wrong.
"Hm, interesting."
Robin glared at him. "What is that supposed to mean?"
"As far as your family and friends know, you're one hundred percent straight, correct?"
"…Yes…?"
"And you wouldn't be afraid to prove them wrong on your sexual preference?"
Robin blinked in confusion. "Erm…I'm not gay."
"I didn't say you were," Slade said. "Telling them you lost your virginity to another male would confuse them. There's a slight chance they will think differently of you, especially your male companions. Are you willing to risk your friendship with them?"
Robin blinked. He never thought of that before. How would his friends feel if he told them what he and Slade had done, whether he gave his name or not? That also posed another question. Did Robin find attraction in males and females? That thought never crossed his mind.
"I see your point."
Slade gave a curt nod. "Good, then you see why I won't be answering your question."
Robin smiled softly. "Well, I wouldn't judge you on that, to be honest."
"I'm still not telling you."
Robin chuckled. "Okay, fair enough. What do you like most about a person?"
"A few things. Their personality, for one. Someone that is strong, physically and mentally. I prefer black or blonde hair and blue or green eyes. Hazel is low on the scale, but I prefer it over any shade of brown. Needs to have a lean figure."
"Don't like chunky girls?" Robin asked with a smile.
"It depends. I wouldn't choose anyone too fat or too skinny."
"So someone with an average weight then."
"Correct."
Robin looked away, trying to think of his next question. All of a sudden, Samael stopped and sat down. Slade almost tripped over him. They both stopped to look at him.
"What's wrong Sam?" Robin asked, bending over with his hands on his knees. Samael made a soft noise, almost like a small whimper or whine. Robin heard a growl come from him suddenly. "Are you finally hungry?"
"Rrrmh…"
Smiling, Robin went to a tree and pulled off a few leaves. He returned to Samael's side, dropping the leaves in front of him. After sniffing them briefly, Sam stood up and opened his mouth. He grabbed a few into his mouth and started to chew on them. Robin went to grab some more after he quickly swallowed and got more.
"Well, you have done an excellent job with helping him pull through," Slade said.
Robin dropped the pile of leaves in front of Samael. "We're more alike than you think."
"Yes, I know."
Once Samael had his fill, he lifted his tail and started walking. Chuckling at his small waddle, Robin followed after him, stuffing his hands in his pockets. Slade stared at the two for a few seconds before following them.

Random turtle for the win! Turtle, turtle, turtle!
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