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Mother Nature	By : SladinForever Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Slash - Male/Male > Robin/Slade Views: 5749 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: See chapter 1
For the rest of the day, Robin relaxed and relayed his experiences earlier that morning in his head. Slade had left for the day to go shopping for dinner that night. The thought of having a romantic dinner with a killer never would have crossed his mind four years ago. Now he was thinking about it. A lot. Slade was still a huge mystery to him despite hearing about his past with a wife and two kids. Robin wondered what kind of kid Slade was and if he had both parents or if they had orphaned him or died. It would be a scary coincidence if his parents had been murdered right in front of him, like Robin and Bruce Wayne's parents had been. That wasn't something he wished to consider.
Robin stretched and yawned on the couch, his body stretching completely out, perky wolf ears and all. There really wasn't much to do except exercise and he didn't feel like it. After his stretch, Robin dropped his arms, his left hanging off the couch. He stared up at the ceiling, thinking of all the possible things to do at that point. There was no telling how long Slade would be gone. A smile suddenly appeared on Robin's face. Closing his eyes, he pictured Slade in his entire get-up, pushing the shopping cart through the aisles of a store. He chuckled at the hilarious image. Placing his arms behind his head, he pictured different, funny scenarios of Slade doing normal people stuff. There was a birthday party, sitting and eating in a family restaurant, attending a doctor's appointment with the Popsicle stick pressed to his tongue, and taking a bubble bath with a little yellow rubber duck sitting on his bubble-covered head. Robin was having a great time with this, his ears twitching as he laughed. His tail wagged softly before wrapping around his waist as he rolled onto his side. He faced the back of the couch, his legs scrunched up to his body. With his eyes closed, he slowly drifted into a fitful nap.
Robin didn't know how much time had passed before he felt something else on his hip. But he swore he was still asleep. Wasn't he? Or maybe Slade was back already and wanted to feel him while he was still asleep. Wow, what a creeper. But then, something changed. Robin was on his stomach, but he didn't remember rolling over. He also had his mouth open as he breathed heavy and hot. A moan bubbled in his throat and then echoed. That couldn't be right either. He was in the house, wasn't he? There couldn't be an echo. Suddenly, a hand grabbed his hair and pulled his head back, but the grip wasn't painful. Robin felt good actually. So good that he moaned again, louder this time. He then felt wet, warm lips kissing the side of his neck. Robin could hardly stand this amazing feeling coursing through him any longer. Opening his left eye a bit, he glanced over and saw white hair. Growling softly, he lifted his arm and managed to maneuver his hand to the back of the head, gripping the soft hair firmly. He craned his head around and closed his eyes as he felt lips on his mouth. Saliva managed to come out of the corner of his mouth as he kissed those lips hard.
Not knowing how, Robin was now on his back, his body arching. He felt something thick between his legs, but didn't dare open his eyes to see what it was. He was crying out in ecstasy as his body was filled completely. Something wet touched his chest, kissing him there. Everything was just too much, but he was enjoying every minute of it. Robin wished he knew what was going on.
Robin…
The voice Robin heard sounded very far away, but it was familiar. He heard it again, louder this time. Something ached in between his legs, but he didn't know why or what. The voice returned, saying his name over and over again. Turning his head to the right, Robin growled.
"Robin!" Robin's eyes snapped open and he suddenly bolted up into a sitting position. He was panting heavily and he felt sweat on his face. Quickly looking around, he saw that he was still in the living room on the couch. A hand landed on his head and pressed down on it. "Did you enjoy your wet dream, pretty bird?" a voice whispered in his ear.
"Huh?" Robin looked down at himself and then cringed. His face flared red as he saw the wet spot on his pants. "Dammit…"
Standing next to him, Slade patted his head. "Go get cleaned up while I bring everything inside."
Sighing, Robin nodded and then turned to place his feet on the floor. Slade walked around the couch to get to the front door. He left while Robin awkwardly made his way through the living room, into the hall, and into the bathroom of Slade's bedroom. He quickly showered, got dressed in clean clothes, and then joined Slade in the kitchen. He was currently unpacking a bunch of bags.
"You're going to forget you saw that, right?" Robin inquired.
Slade looked at him with a straight face. "Saw what?" Robin didn't know if he was joking or not. "Why don't you go exercise for a while? I want dinner to be a surprise."
"Uh, okay."
Turning back around, Robin headed out of the kitchen.
"And Robin?" Stopping within the walkway, Robin turned back to look at Slade. "I didn't see anything."
Robin blinked wide eyes when Slade winked at him. Ignoring his tail tightening around him, he walked off, heading for the front door. Shaking his head, amused, Slade went back to unloading bags. Outside, Robin started doing pull-ups with a tree branch. He was able to use both hands now. He pulled his body up as high as it could go before lowering himself back down and repeating the process. For half an hour he did this before starting to climb up the tree. He pulled up, swung his legs up and over, and leaped and bounded to reach the top. Thrusting his head up through the leaves, he heaved his body up onto the sturdiest branch he could stand on and then looked around. He could see many other trees and the bright blue sky. There were a few faint clouds lingering. The heat of the sun warmed Robin's face, the breeze blowing through his hair. He inhaled deeply to capture all the scents he could, a smile forming on his face. Everything was so beautiful and peaceful up there. Robin felt very content.
Suddenly, to his left, he heard a screech. Looking over, Robin saw a bald eagle standing on the tippy-top of another tree, looking at him. He smiled. What magnificent birds eagles were. It stared at him for a little while longer before falling and taking flight. Robin watched it fly to another tree and enter a nest. That's probably where it lived. Maybe it was a mother and there were eggs or chicks in the nest. Curious, Robin lowered himself into a crouch and quickly made his way down the tree. When he was ten feet from the bottom, he leaped off, landing on all fours in a perfect crouch. He stood up straight and looked up to see which tree he had to climb. When he found it, he rushed over and climbed quickly. When he was nearing the base of the branch with the nest, he slowed, got onto a branch on the opposite side of it, and then carefully and gently got onto the branch with the nest. He sat with his legs on either side, leaned back against the tree trunk, and watched the eagle dip its head into the nest. Robin saw it tap an egg gently with the tip of its beak.
"You're a very pretty bird," he said softly.
The eagle looked at him. "I prefer the word handsome," it said in a male voice.
"I thought the females cared for the eggs and the males hunted."
The eagle rolled one of the eggs over. "They do, but my mate was shot down by a hunter a few months ago." Robin's ears moved back. "So I've sworn to hatch the eggs and raise them by myself."
This news was really sad to Robin for some reason. "Why not find another mate?"
The eagle grabbed some leaves and placed them on the eggs. "I've tried, but I haven't seen any others around here." He looked up at Robin. "You're a strange human."
Robin scratched the back of his head. "I wasn't born like this."
"I sensed not," the eagle said. "If you had been, your human self and wolf instinct would be equal. You are more wolf than human since wolves are the dominant species. They've been around a lot longer than the humans have. Of course, the Native American Indians came after and domesticated the wolves. Then the foreigners came and destroyed them. The Indians were one with the animals, believing them to be equals. The others…well they couldn't understand such a concept. They destroyed lands and the creatures that inhabited them for their own personal gain. I have seen the cruelty man has unleashed upon us in this forest. My mate being murdered is proof of that. But you… You truly are nothing like them. You listen to those around you instead of shutting your eyes and ears away. Man cannot see or hear what is right in front of them."
"So I've been told," Robin said softly. "I met a badger that said something similar once."
"Yes, though grumpy, badgers are wise." Robin nodded in agreement before looking towards Slade's hideout. The eagle glanced in its direction. "That man is also different."
"Huh?" Robin asked, looking at him.
The eagle looked back at him. "He is a killer of man, is he not? He destroys his own kind?"
"He used to, yes," Robin answered. "But a lot of humans do that to each other. People are killed every second of every day."
"Yes, but his reasoning was honorable."
Robin snorted. "I disagree."
If eagles could do it, this one would be frowning. "You don't think saving someone like you was honorable?"
Robin blinked. "Oh, I assumed you meant his mercenary killings back in the day. I guess I can agree on that, though I would have preferred he threatened the guy to never show his face again."
"I don't think he would have had time to do just that," the eagle said. "That hunter was ready to obliterate your face with his weapon."
"I guess…"
The eagle suddenly stretched his magnificent wings and took flight. Robin jerked his head down to see him dive towards the forest floor. Twisting his body and holding the trunk with one hand, he saw the eagle swoop down, extend his talons, and grab something that tried to scamper away. Robin watched as he returned to the nest holding a frightened, squealing mouse.
"I hope you don't mind."
Robin shook his head quickly but looked away when the eagle lifted his foot to his beak and stuffed the mouse inside. There was a satisfying crunch of bones and the squealing stopped. Robin looked back at him as he smashed the mouse into a pancake and then swallowed. A disgusted look appeared on his face. The eagle breathed in, content. Shaking his head to change his mood, Robin slowly stood up, not wanting the branch to move too much.
"Will your eggs be alright?"
The eagle looked at them. "I hope so."
Robin stared at the nest for a few seconds before coming up with an idea. "Maybe I can help warm them."
The eagle looked at him, smiling. "Human hands cannot touch bird eggs. The oils in their hands would kill them."
"I'm sure we have some warm blankets in the house," Robin suggested.
"I thank you for the offer, young boy, but I will manage on my own just fine."
"Are you sure?"
The eagle nodded. "Of course."
Smiling, Robin jumped down to the next branch. "If you change your mind, you know where to find me."
The eagle watched him descend the tree. "I do. Thank you." It didn't take Robin long to reach the ground and then head back for the hideout. It was close to sundown now. When he was out of earshot, the eagle turned his head in the opposite direction and cooed softly. In the distance, a crow flew out of a tree and approached the nest. It landed next to the eagle and they watched Robin walk out of sight. "I fear the worst is yet to come, my friend. If we don't find a way to tighten the chains soon, the Earth will be doomed."
The crow ruffled its wing feathers. "Brother working hard. Not fail anyone. Boy very strong."
"Yes, that is what worries me."
When nothing else was said, the crow cawed and then flew away, leaving the eagle to care for his eggs.

It was dark outside. The stars twinkled overhead and the almost full moon shined down in a clearing. Crickets chirped and a few stray fireflies floated near the thicket of trees. In the middle of the clearing was the dining room table with two chairs. Two empty plates and silverware were set in place. In the center of the table was a tall, steaming pot. Next to it was a baking pan and a stick of butter on a small plate. There were also two candles on opposite sides of each other. Near the hideout, Robin was waiting for Slade to come out of the house and take him to their date. He thought it strange to be on one since it would be with Slade. Eating dinner with a mercenary didn't seem like a good idea. Especially since he swore he wasn't gay or bi.
The door opened. Turning around, Robin saw Slade exit and close it behind him. His eyes widened, not expecting to see him in a black suit and tie. Blush formed on his cheeks. Stopping in front of him, Slade chortled.
"Don't drool or anything." Robin shot him a glare at the comment. "You look like you've never seen a man in a suit before."
"No, I've never seen you in a suit before. Big difference. It's scary."
Slade chuckled, pulling a black cloth out of his pocket. "I'd prefer the word handsome. Now turn around. I'm going to blindfold you."
Robin scowled, not really wanting to be blind, but he turned around anyway. Slade slipped the blindfold over his eyes and gently tightened it around his head. When it was secure, he gently grabbed Robin's arm and then pulled him along. Robin tried to walk normally, but when you were in a forest with many trees with low branches and roots sticking out of the ground, it was hard to do so. But Slade steered him safely through the thicket of pines and into the clearing. Being able to see at least some form of light, Robin felt more at ease with their walk. Stopping at the first chair, Slade released his arm and pulled it out. He then set him down before going around to the opposite side and sitting in the second chair. He waited a few seconds before telling Robin he could remove the blindfold. Dropping the cloth to the ground, Robin looked at the table setting and actually smiled. Slade smiled back. Robin just couldn't believe it. Was this the perfect night or what?
"Okay, now I'm impressed."
Slade just chuckled and then grabbed the noodle spoon from the pot. "Well, dish up. I want to know how great I did."
Robin laughed, reaching for the bowl. He pulled the towel aside to reveal rolls. He grabbed one, used the butter knife to cut into it, and then lathered it with butter. After setting it on his plate, he took the spoon from Slade and pulled out a bunch of noodles covered in red tomato sauce. There were chunks of meatball, slices of mushrooms, and a sprinkle of parsley mixed with it. It smelled wonderful. When they were ready to eat, Slade pulled a black lighter from the inside pocket of his coat and lit the two candles. Robin stifled a laugh. The candles were almost too much.
For the next few minutes, Slade and Robin ate silently. For each bite Robin took, his stomach welcomed the food it was consuming. Everything was just delicious. He really liked Slade's cooking. Too bad he couldn't have grown up to be a chef because he would have been great at it. Then Robin would want to learn to cook from him. But alas, it just wasn't meant to be.
"Everything going good so far?" Slade asked.
Robin finished off another bite of bread. "Good? More like fantastic! The noodles are just right and the sauce is better than Cyborg's could ever be. I have to give you props for this Slade, seriously."
Slade watched him continue eating for a few seconds before biting into his bread. He was glad Robin was being so cheerful and content. Maybe one day he'd forget about all of his hardships and never be unhappy or heart broken again. But that was a fool's dream, he knew. Robin could never forget the ups and downs of his past. He would never forget the pain he felt when he watched his parents fall to their deaths or when his friends abandoned him when he needed them most. Those were the things no one could forget, because they were such life changing events. But maybe, with time, Robin would be happy and full of life again. Slade was ever so willing to make that happen. He didn't want Robin to feel unwanted and alone. They needed each other.
Once the last noodle was slurped into his mouth, Robin leaned back and took a deep breath. He placed a hand on his slightly bulging stomach and rubbed it. Slade watched him in amusement. Opening his eyes, Robin looked up at the sky and then blinked. The stars sparkled overhead. He tried finding the more familiar constellations, but many were covered by the trees. He did see Orion's Belt and part of Taurus at least. Soon, something interesting clicked into Robin's head. Sitting up straight, he turned around, got up, and moved away from the table. Slade turned his head to watch him, wondering what he was doing. Finding a nice spot, Robin sat down, wrapped his tail around his waist, and then laid on his back with his hands behind his head. He stared up at the night sky, looking at all the many stars. Slade stared at him for a few seconds before taking his jacket off, putting it on the back of his chair, and standing.
Robin was connecting some of the dots to make shapes when Slade laid down on his left, looking up with him. He had loosened his tie and rolled the sleeves of his white, button-down shirt up on the way over. For a few minutes they stared silently up at the sky, just enjoying each others' company. Everything just felt calm and right. The crickets sang around them and, every once in a while, a bat would screech in the distance.
"You know, I've never actually done this before."
Slade turned his head to look at him. "Really?"
Robin tilted his head forward in a nod. "Sunrises and sunsets were me and Starfire's thing. I never would have thought to connect the stars to make things with her. It's…different. And relaxing." Taking one hand out from under his head, Robin connected several stars together. "That one looks like a puppy." He showed Slade another. "That looks like a leaf. And that looks like a ball. I bet if I tried hard enough, I could see a motorcycle."
Robin lowered his hand to his chest and continued to look around, smiling like a fat kid with cake. His tail lay beside him on his right and his ears quivered with each sound he heard. After a few more seconds, Slade looked up at the sky again and tried creating something with the stars. They did this together for a little while. Robin had created a lot of stuff in just a few minutes. He was having a lot of fun coming up with random things. After a few more minutes, Slade looked at him again.
"Maybe we can make stargazing our thing."
Robin's mind suddenly lost what he had seen next from Slade's voice. He looked at him strangely. "What do you mean our thing?"
Slade moved onto his side and then pushed himself up onto one hand. "Every night, you and I can come here and look at the stars together. That's what you and Starfire used to do, isn't it? Just with the sun?"
Robin blinked several times at him, thinking something was really off about his suggestion. But who could blame him. Slade hadn't acted like himself for a while now. Robin was having trouble adjusting to this new version. The Slade he knew would do things only for himself and for a purpose. Stargazing did not fall into that category. His idea of fun was building robots, coming up with Take Over the World plans, and killing people. Since when did stargazing and tree climbing become a part of him?
Looking back up at the sky, Robin said, "You're being really weird."
Slade's eyes narrowed slightly. Robin blinked in surprise when he rolled over his body to straddle him and stare down at him. "No, you are. Almost every word that has come out of my mouth has resulted in a bizarre reaction from you. It's as if you don't like what I'm doing with you. What's so wrong about wanting to spend time with you? I'm trying to be good for you, but you either laugh at me or say I'm weird for doing it. You may not think it does, but it actually hurts my feelings." Robin's eyes widened slightly at that. "I know I was a terrible person who took you from your friends and pitted you against them, but that was a long time ago and I'm sorry for it. I've changed, Robin, almost as much as you have. But for some reason you don't seem to believe me, even after I've showed you. Your change is just as visible as mine is, but you seem blind to it. I want to climb trees and stargaze with you. I want to be there for you when you're happy or upset. If you don't want any of that from me, then say it, but don't toy with me anymore."
Robin almost couldn't believe his ears. Slade was revealing so many emotions at once, when in the past he kept them hidden. There was so much more to him than Robin realized. And now he felt terrible for not considering how he felt about everything. He had only been thinking about himself, becoming a terrible self-absorbed brat. Why did this have to happen?
Robin lowered his gaze, his eyes narrowing in shame. "I'm sorry."
Slade stared at him for a few seconds longer before letting out a small sigh. "Don't apologize. I understand things are going by quickly. You're not used to this person in front of you. But you need to think before giving me weird looks. That's all I ask."
Robin felt absolutely terrible. He kept fucking things up. Was he ever going to do anything right? It didn't take him long for his face to soften. There was something he could do, actually.
Slade's eyes widened slightly when he grabbed the middle of his tie and yanked him down. Robin kissed him hard, hoping that would be enough of a non-verbal apology. Apparently it was because Slade closed his eyes and kissed back. He lifted one hand, placing it on the side of Robin's neck. They kissed passionately for a good few minutes.
"I-I'll get used to y-you eventually," Robin breathed when they paused. "I-I promise. Just g-give me more time."
"I will."
Robin pressed their lips together again and they continued to kiss.

To Be Continued…
- 11
- 12
- 13
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