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Take your Medicine	By : Imaginary Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Slash - Male/Male > Robin/Slade Views: 8215 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The first week back at the Tower with the Titans was a blast; the time seemed to fly by as they all wanted to hear how he had been doing and whether he was okay. It was like meeting a long lost friend again. Their reunion was amazing; they had all been thrilled to catch up with each other, and went out to eat pizza like they always had.

The second week went slowly as everything began to settle down and routine hit Robin. He tried to think about Slade as little as he could.

By the third week he had to remind himself every waking moment of the day to not think of the man, and when he would sleep, he would sleep restlessly and dream of the man with the orange and black mask.

And after a full month had passed, Robin found himself missing Slade more than he had ever thought possible. He couldn't say whether or not he was glad that Slade had kept as much of a low profile as he did. One side was glad that the man wasn’t causing mayhem around the city or trying to taunt him, but the other side missed him even more for it.

It wasn't fair. It seemed that no matter where he stayed, he was never happy. His thoughts had just been running in circles for days now, and the only thing he could think about anymore was Slade. Robin was just so confused. He thought that he'd be content with his friends and with his duty as a Titan, but every moment that passed just ended up making him miss Slade more.

Even his friends began to notice that everything was not alright with their leader. Starfire had tried to do her best to keep Robin's mind occupied, which he was really grateful for, but sadly, it did not work. At first, Beast boy encouraged Robin to play some
games with the team, attempting to get him to spend time with them, but gave up on that a little over a week ago.

Raven and Cyborg had both given Robin his space, thinking that he would snap out of it sooner or later.

Now, Robin would just do what was necessary to protect the city, locking himself in his room or going outside to sit on the roof whenever he returned to the Tower. He ended up spending most of his time on the roof however, just looking at Slade's base until he either had to eat, sleep, or take a leak; whichever came first.

So, it did not come as a surprise that he was once again sitting on top of the roof. The sun was rising and Robin had stayed up all night sitting on the roof, thinking and wondering about his next move.

The poor boy was torn between two options and it was practically impossible to choose between them. He didn't want to leave his friends, he was still really happy here, just being with them. The only thing that kept him from feeling completely content here was the nagging voice at the back of his skull and ache in his chest. He couldn't quite explain it through words, but he felt like something was missing.

It was like the feeling that you get when you leave your house and realize that you left your keys back inside the locked house; except not quite as intense. Or the same as the feeling Robin would get when he would visit Alfred and Bruce on Christmas. After spending the holidays with them he would return to his friends with an empty feeling inside of him due to their sudden absence; except it was much stronger than that. It was distantly familiar to the feeling that he had whenever he saw Terra's statue. It was hard to explain really, but it felt like there was a worm slowly eating away at his conscious, and he really couldn’t endure it much longer.

It was like missing the last piece needed to complete a puzzle, but he couldn't just go and fetch that missing piece. Robin had to keep a hold of his friends, and he had a city to protect; he couldn't just turn his back on it all. His friends would never welcome him back if he even considered leaving them for Slade. Besides, he had been with his friends for years, loved them for years; he had only truly known Slade for a week. He couldn't throw his life away for a crush that had formed in just one week's time.

If only he could somehow have both, or at least a little bit more time to think about it.
The sun rose to the sky slowly, and Robin still hadn't stopped deliberating. It was as if he was indulged in a case where he just couldn't find the culprit, even if the answer was right in front of his nose.

“Have you been awake all night again?” a girl's voice sounded behind Robin, and he almost thought that it was Starfire. She used to come looking for him every now and then, asking if he wanted to go to the “place of shopping” so they could “do the buying of clothes and delicious earth treats” or such nonsense. Robin still didn't know why he had always agreed to go with her; God knew he needed something to distract him.

Robin awoke to the present with that thought. No, he didn’t need a distraction; he needed something to keep his thoughts intact. He couldn't deliberate for a moment without his thoughts straying from him.

Robin looked up at Raven and nodded to her, scooting over to let her have some room to sit. “I lost track of the time.”

Raven sat close to him, her knee pressing into his thigh as she crossed her legs, “Again?”

“Yeah, again,” Robin answered to her tease as he leaned backwards, letting his elbows keep him upright. Robin bit his lower lip as he kept looking out into the distance.

“You have been acting really distant for weeks now,” Raven stated, and Robin just nodded. He knew it himself and he couldn't deny it, there was no use denying it. Besides, he had a feeling that Raven knew about it already. She gave him the impression that one way or another, she would know what was going on; she was like that at times. Robin reasoned that it was because of her emphatic powers, but one could never be sure.

“I haven't meant to be, I just have had a lot on my mind, that's all,” Robin mumbled. With a sigh, he let himself slump on the roof, staring at the baby blue sky.

“Maybe if you talked about these things with us,” she suggested. Robin laughed at that, if only it was that simple.

“Robin, maybe everything isn't so difficult. Maybe the easiest answer is truly the most obvious one. What can you possibly lose by talking about what's on your mind?”

“Everything”, Robin thought. He wouldn’t dare risk losing his friends.

“I'm just saying Robin; a true friend is always there to support their friend. That's why I think that you should talk to us; you need to give some to get some,” Raven mused, rising up to stand.

Robin pondered Raven's words, thinking that she may just be right. It wasn’t fair to keep the events of the entire week hidden from them, but at times it was just better that they didn't know.

“Robin, we have all seen that you are not completely happy here. We just want whatever it is that makes you happy. Just once could you ignore your obligations and pursue your dreams. You have always gotten what you wanted, but have you ever gotten what you needed? Maybe now is the time to fill that empty spot of yours.” Raven patted Robin on the shoulder and left him to his thoughts. She was already at the door when she stopped, “Just promise me that you won’t turn evil.”

Robin jolted around to look at her, but she had already left. How did she know that? He wouldn't turn evil! Never!

So somehow it seemed that Raven already knew. How did she? Did it even matter? He guessed it really didn't. She didn't mind, so there was no harm done. But now that she knew, should he tell his friends? He should, shouldn't he? What would his friends say? They would probably think that he was insane, but maybe he could assure them otherwise.

What if they turned out hating him just like the Titans in the simulator did. They wouldn't, would they? Raven certainly thought that they wouldn't.

How could they ever understand? It was one thing in itself to understand that he was probably gay, but with Slade? He had gone mental.

“Friend Robin?” Robin jumped up to stand. How badly had he been lost in his thoughts that Starfire was able to sneak up behind him? He was losing it!

“Yes, what is it Starfire?” Robin walked over to his friend who was waiting at the door.

“Raven said that I should bring you to the room of eating. She said that you have matters to discuss with us.” Robin worried his lip then. “Did she really?” Starfire only hummed and nodded before taking Robin's hand and guiding him to the kitchen.

Robin was dumbfounded; Raven had just made his decision for him. There was no way that this could end well. Robin followed Starfire with a feeling of foreboding slowly creeping up on him; he wasn't ready to tell any of his friends yet! What if they didn't accept him? How was he ever going to tell them? Robin was beyond nervous.

By the time they had reached the kitchen everyone else was already there, sitting in a circle around the dinner table as they waited for him to arrive. How did Raven get them all together so fast?

Starfire let go of Robin's hand, leaving him to stand in front of the table as she took a seat next to their friends.

“Erm, where should I begin?” Robin mumbled. He was too nervous to sit down with the others, so he just continued standing.

“Tell us about your glorious mission with friend Bat Girl!” Starfire exclaimed and Robin physically flinched at that. He knew that that white lie would come to bite him in the ass later.

Robin had to cough to hide his discomfort. “I wasn't with Bat Girl,” Robin confessed awkwardly. He could see the confusion on everyone's faces. Well, maybe not on Raven's, she held her cool as usual.

“Were you with Batman then?” Starfire asked in confusion and Robin shook his head. “Anyways, it doesn't matter. Nothing in that letter actually happened; I sent it so that you would know that I was okay.”

It was Beast Boy who corrected his gesture and snapped: “Then where were you?! We turned the whole city upside down and we couldn’t find you anywhere! I tried to follow your scent, but I didn't sense you anywhere! I thought that I smelt you at times, but I lost the trace! Starfire was a wreck!” Robin tried to hold his head up the whole time that Beast Boy yelled at him, and only cowered twice: once when he heard that they had searched all around and again when he heard about Starfire.

“I am really sorry for that, but you had no reason to worry, I'm okay. See, I made it back without a scratch.” Robin tried to joke his way around, but judging from the look Cyborg gave him, he wasn't amused.

“We found your communicator in the forest. We thought you were kidnapped!” Robin's eye twitched. Well, yeah, he kind of was, but everything turned out well in the end.

“I know… I should have given you a sign of some sort sooner, but I couldn't. You just have to trust me, the week wasn't that bad!” Robin tried to defend himself. As he was about to get more breath to continue speaking, Raven stopped him.

“Robin, just sit down and relax, start from the beginning. No lies, no sugar coating, just tell us from the beginning to the end: what happened out there?” Starfire nodded eagerly to this: “Yes, you should tell us, friend Robin. I am the most eager to know what has happened to you.”

Robin bit his lip, but sat down regardless. His friends were right, he had to tell them. He would just skip the most embarrassing parts, or at least save them for later. If they reacted well to what they heard, he might reconsider and tell them the full story.

Robin fiddled with his gloves as he sat at the end of the table. He took a couple of deep breaths to cool himself down before starting from the very beginning.

“You remember how we were on a mission when I disappeared? I was feeling really weak, but I saw Slade running out of the warehouse and I couldn't just let him escape,” Robin mumbled, remembering running in the forest and jumping from hillock to hillock, trying to keep up with the man. The others just nodded; he could see that some of them were holding back objections. He knew that they didn't approve of him running after dangerous criminals with a high fever.

“I couldn't follow him far. I tripped on a stick and fell to the ground. The last thing I saw before Slade picked me up was the forest and his mask right in front of my face,” Robin confessed, looking away as he heard Beast Boy and Starfire gasp.

“Slade took you? Are you pulling my leg?! Please tell me you didn't just say that you stayed with Slade the whole week! He probably chained you to a wall and tortured you and tried to brainwash you into that whole apprentice stupidity!” Beast Boy sounded furious and Robin knew that he had really low chances of assuring him that he was truly fine. Not to even think about telling him how fine he actually was.

“BB, let Robin explain, I want to know how he escaped.” Cyborg slapped his hand on Beast Boy’s mouth and judging by the muffled screams, the other was still protesting. Robin decided to ignore them.

“It wasn’t like that at all,” Robin mumbled, continuing before anyone else could interrupt him, “Well, at first I was rather panicked and Slade wasn't pleased when I managed to fall in the shower with my blankets and ruin them.” Robin laughed a little then, hoping to lighten up the tense mood a little by doing so.

“Slade then relocated me from the small, empty, dark room to… somewhere else after that.” He had left unsaid exactly where the man took him for a reason. The others weren't ready to face the truth yet. “But we did make a deal. He promised that if I stayed one week at his base, then I could return home safe, unhurt, and without a fight. That way I knew that you, as well as I, could be safe,” Robin said. This caused an uproar of yelling from everyone except Raven. Many things were said and accused then: “How could you?” “Why would you agree to that?!” “Why didn't you just escape?”, until finally Raven asked, “What were the terms?” It seemed that the others were just as interested in the answer since they all quieted down to listen. Robin was just glad that they had finally stopped shouting.

“It was rather simple really. I had to stay for the week and do whatever Slade had in mind for me. After that I, all of you, and any other possible civilians would be safe. Once I had stayed for a week, I was free to go. It was only one week of my life in exchange for my freedom. He at least quieted down slightly since our deal. You may not have noticed, but he hasn’t attacked since then.” Robin started to wonder about his last words. Was Slade gone? Did he stop his attacks? He wouldn’t have just left, would he? Robin hoped that he didn’t. He wanted to see the man again sometime. Maybe Slade was keeping a low profile so that he could plan his next move? Maybe he was waiting for Robin's first move? Robin liked to hope.

“He threatened your lives if I didn’t stay. It would certainly be difficult and annoying at times, but after all, one week is such a short time that no matter what happened, I could take it,” Robin tried to reason, but as the other's faces didn't show any recognition he decided to just go on with his story. “Anyways, after all that, the first day began.”

Beast boy managed to interrupt him right after his sentence, demanding to know why the count of days hadn't already started. Robin tried to explain that Slade had required him to be healthy before they started anything. He didn't get the message across too well, as Raven had to make a black veil of magic to surround Beast Boy's head, making his voice drown out.

“Thank you, Raven.” Robin gave her a truly appreciative look, hoping that it showed his gratitude. She just nodded at him. “As I was saying, Slade healed me, and made me do some tests to confirm my condition. I have to admit that I wasn't in the best shape then.” Robin decided not to mention the mishaps of the first day to his friends. He didn't know why, but he wanted to give them as positive of an image of Slade as possible. Maybe it was because a small part of him wanted his friends to accept him. Accept them, really.

“The first day wasn't anything special really, just Slade being the annoying bastard that he is, and me being weak with fatigue. The second day on the other hand was a whole different matter.” Robin shook his head, remembering that day. It was a really confusing day after all. “Slade taught me how to fire guns.”

Starfire gasped, “You did not harm anyone! Please, tell me you did not!” Robin laughed and reached out to pat her on the shoulder reassuringly. “No, I didn't hurt anyone,” he whispered; he was beginning to feel more comfortable with the situation. He knew that the best way to get his friends to accept the week with Slade was to act cool about it. Also, he kind of found comfort in the memories; they were fond memories.

“Slade also helped me! He helped me to overcome my fear of small spaces.” Robin remembered that day well, he had been so scared and so angry then. He wanted to attack and kill that sorry excuse for a man;
funny how much things had changed in just a couple of days.

“How did he do that?” Raven asked, removing the bubble from Beast Boy now that he had finally calmed down. “He made me crawl in ventilation shafts. They were disgusting, dirty, and hot; designed like a maze. I don't remember being so disgusted and scared at the same time in my life.” Robin smiled, but decided to continue the story just a little further: “Slade helped me when I freaked out and now I am no longer afraid of tight spaces.”

Just wait until they hear about the box he was forced into on the fifth day… and what happened after. Robin would lock himself in a box if it meant that he would get a hand job like that again. He blushed slightly just thinking about it and tried to cover it with a cough. He didn't want to act like this in front of his friends!

Robin tried to come up with something, anything, to say so that he wouldn’t continue thinking about Slade’s hands. “Oh, I almost forgot! Slade has the most amazing simulator room in his base! It can create any kind of scenario possible and make it seem real! Anything that happens within looks, sounds, smells, and heck, even tastes real! It was the best training I have ever had! Once, there was a giant worm in there that I had to defeat! It was the only time that we went in the simulator together; Slade ended up saving my hide in there. Not that the simulator could have killed me, but he did anyways. That happened on the third day,” Robin mused, almost losing himself in his thoughts. He looked at Cyborg and suggested that the Titans make one just like it, to which he answered with an excited “Hell yeah!” Robin was thankful that none of them had asked him why Slade had saved his hide, but he had a feeling that Raven might be wondering right now.

“The third day was exciting all in all. It was the day that Slade weighed my ability to keep a promise-” a little white lie to substitute trust, he would mention it to his friends if everything turned out well – “to see if I could be sent outside the base for missions.”

“Did you pass?” Beast Boy jumped in his seat from excitement. “Yeah, for my first mission, I had to get a disc filled with security measures and whatnot for Slade. All the missions had a time line and a purpose. I had free reign along the city as long as I didn’t contact you. If I did well and obeyed the rules, I would be rewarded with a prize, and just as well, if I failed, I would get punished.”

“So it was you who took it! We knew that the disc had been stolen, but we never got to arrest the guy. So, I take it that you managed just fine, what did you get as a prize?” Cyborg asked, reaching his hand out and making a gesture with his fingers, indicating for some short of payment.

“I got to send that letter to you. As long as it couldn't be traced back to us in any way, shape, or form, and didn’t tell you too much, I got to say what I wished.” Starfire clapped her hands at that: “I was most relieved with your letter to us, friend Robin. I read it every day while you were away!” Robin smiled at Starfire, she was so naive and innocent; he was glad that such a small piece of paper could make her happy. “I'm glad it made you less worried.”

Robin then felt comfortable enough to go fetch himself a glass of orange juice. Beast Boy loved orange juice, so they always had some in their fridge. Robin filled his glass and then returned to the table to continue.

“On the fourth day, Slade showed me how to not trust my eyes too much in a fight. It turned out to be really useful later on. I ended up going on another mission where I had to steal an external memory unit from Wayne corp. I met Red X there and he dared me to a race, whoever reached the vault at the Bank with the diamond in it would be the victor.”

Beast boy jumped up to stand then: “Dude! I so saw and smelled you there!” Robin laughed and nodded. “We almost got you!” Best Boy continued before Cyborg interrupted.

“Well you sure have been busy! It's like the whole Red X incident all over again. You sure you aren’t turning evil on us?” Robin went silent after that, it sure seemed like he was.

“No! I would never turn my back on you guys!” Robin tried to defend himself. Thankfully he had Raven on his side: “Robin would never betray us. He might someday walk a different path, but we will still always be friends. Right, Nightwing?” Robin was thankful that he had Raven as a friend. She always understood and supported him, and where she went, the others followed. She would truly make an amazing leader one day when he wasn't there to guide them.

“Thank you, Raven.” Robin smiled fondly at her and once again Beast Boy was jumping excitedly in his chair: “So you finished the second mission! What did you get?!” Robin blushed again and brushed his fingers through his hair out of nervousness. “I asked for a little bit more of a-” Robin considered his words for a moment, but couldn't come up with anything better- “personal thing.” The others went quiet, but Beast Boy couldn't resist himself. “What? What was it?!” Robin had no idea how to answer that. “It wasn't anything special, just a small thing.” He shrugged it off, ignoring Beast Boy's pleas as he continued on with the story.

“Well, the fifth day you are more familiar with. Slade made me wear a dress, a red dress with a yellow flower. Ring any bells?” Beast Boy stood up so fast that his chair fell over. “No way! You were that girl?! No, that's just not right! Not right!” Beast boy looked positively disgusted as he walked over to kitchen to wash his face and hands.

“Ha, I knew it! Whenever there is a girl for BB, there's got to be something wrong with her!” Cyborg teased before lifting his arms up in surrender. “Sorry man, just messing around with you, I didn't mean it. One day, you'll find that lucky girl who won’t be a man in disguise.” And then Cyborg lost his cool again, falling into a fit of laughter while wheezing “I'm sorry” over and over again. Even Raven had a small chuckle with everyone else.

“I knew that she wasn’t girl when she threw a water balloon at me, but it was you? Why, oh why, Robin did you not just reject me?!” Beast Boy sounded almost miserable as he returned to the group, slumping down onto the table. “I had to keep my cover and steal that pass card. I may have gotten the card, but I didn't quite win the mission,” Robin mumbled. Beast Boy lifted his head to look at Robin with round eyes: “You mean you lost?” Robin nodded to that.

“As punishment, Slade locked me in a small box for two hours. I admit that I completely panicked, I'm not very proud of that particular moment,” Robin said. He grabbed Starfire’s hand when he saw that she was about to blast the table into pieces. “But Slade made up for it after that, I promise! No harm done! Besides, I think that the experience did well for my fear anyways,” Robin mumbled as his face turned beet red. The Titans just assumed that it was due to him having to dress up like a girl, admitting that he had been scared, or the sudden rush of stopping Starfire from turning their table in to a dark pile of ash.

“Yeah, and Slade took me into the simulator again. The simulator was…” Robin winced at the memory, he was still afraid of the Titans that were in the simulator. He didn't want to anger them, ever. He never wanted to end up in that situation again. Replace one fear with another, yeah right! “The simulator was made to be as personally challenging as possible. It showed you your worst moment, be it future or past, and made you face your fear.” Robin clenched his teeth and let go of Starfire's hand as he slumped in his seat, suddenly looking tired.

“What did you see in there, Robin?” Raven asked as she leaned closer to touch his shoulder. Robin was thankful that she did because the touch reassured him, allowing him to continue. “I saw you. All of you, and you hated me. You wanted to put me in jail and were trying to kill me. Starfire wanted me at least dead. I had to fight against you all,” Robin mumbled. He knew that he had to tell them, he had to get it off his chest.

“Robin. That would never happen, we love you,” Raven assured, and Starfire hugged him. The other two began supporting him verbally, “Yeah man, we'll be friends till the end of time”. Robin smiled at them, feeling so happy that he had such good friends.

“Thanks you guys, I really appreciate it. You may not believe me; but in his own way, Slade did support me,” Robin mumbled. He suddenly became incredibly red in the face, remembering how the man pushed him against the wall before sucking him off. Robin pretended to sneeze so that he could have an excuse to cover his face. He was sure that if he stood next to a fire truck, the only thing that would give him away would be his green pants.

“Anyways, about the sixth day: that was the only day I truly could have done without, and this time it wasn't even Slade's fault,” Robin mentioned, trying to be serious again. “I woke up early to go on a mission. I got inside a warehouse with the pass card I had stolen the day before. I was supposed to get some items, but I was assaulted before I could finish. I was kidnapped and beaten up pretty bad.”

Everyone gasped, seeming worried. Robin already regretted mentioning anything that had happened on the sixth day.

“But as you can see, I survived. Slade came to drag me back to his base; he probably wanted me back so that I could finish the deal,” Robin tried to joke, but his friends only seemed to worry further. Robin sighed, “Do you remember who we fought against when I disappeared? They were the guys who kidnapped me. They had set Slade up; he didn't actually have anything to do with the accident at the warehouse. Red X told me more about them on the fourth day and I snooped around Slade's computer on second day. We don't have to worry about them anymore; we, Slade and I took care of them. They should all be locked up by now.” “At least what is left of them…” Robin mumbled the last part under his breath, not daring to say it out loud.

“They were after what everyone seems to be after these days: power. Slade stopped them though. It seemed that they had severely underestimated Slade's strength,” Robin said. He clenched his jaw as Starfire asked him if he was sure that he was okay.

“Slade carried me home that day; I was too beaten up to walk by myself. I slept pretty much the whole day, and when I woke up the next afternoon, I found that Slade had nursed me back to almost perfect condition. We ended up spending the last day just talking and enjoying ourselves. We didn't have any plans so we just relaxed.” ‘Among other things,’ Robin thought. If this kept on, Robin would never stop blushing. Slade had truly been wonderful to him during that week; at least once they had gotten to know each other. “By the evening, I walked back home,” Robin whispered.

His friends nodded at him and Cyborg patted him on the back. “It seems that a lot happened in one week,” he said, smiling at Robin. Robin only mumbled a “tell me about it” as an answer.

They were all silent for a while, until Raven broke the silence, and Robin’s comfort zone. “I asked you to tell us everything, now tell us about Slade.” Robin cursed inside, but the others seemed to think it was a good idea.

“Yeah, how was Slade? I bet that he was a big meanie, making you do all kinds of sick and twisted things!” Beast Boy said with a sneer. Robin only laughed at him, not taking any offense.

“Slade was better than I expected.” ‘In more than one sense,’ Robin added mentally, smiling at the thought. “Once I had gotten to know the man, I kind of learned to appreciate his company. He is not that bad after all. Well, he is still the bad guy that we have all learned to hate, no doubt about that, but he is nonetheless human.” ‘Definitely a human, no doubt about that,’ Robin thought.

“I actually liked his company at times, he truly does challenge me. It's like meeting your equal; we had some really good discussions and actually got along rather well towards the end. I ended up liking his company,” Robin added as an afterthought. The silence that he got as an answer made his stomach lurch. Maybe his friends didn’t want to know that?

“But I still came back; I would never give up what we have! You are more important to me than he is, even if I crave his company every once in a while,” Robin assured, and to his surprise it was Cyborg who accepted him first. “I get you. You value our friendship over his. You showed us once again that the Red X accident could never happen again with you. You are a rational thinker, Robin. You would rather choose your friendship with us, which could last forever if you let it, than a one week rip off that could possibly backfire on you later.” Robin was surprised that he had managed to wrap it up so well, without even knowing the situation. If they only knew that his feelings for the man went a little bit further than that.

Raven of course agreed with Cyborg, and once the second in charge Titans made up their mind, the other two were quick to follow. Robin felt more than relieved. “At least I can agree with the fact that a lot did happen that week,” Robin admitted as he made himself comfortable in his chair. Maybe he should tell them, maybe they would accept him. Raven at least would.

“Plus, I learned a lot of new things: I learned how to fight better, I learned how to handle guns, and I even learned how to control my fear of tight spaces.” Robin looked at them all with hopeful eyes, so far so good. He whispered the last part, “I also learned that after leaving Slade, I miss him terribly.” His voice was such a silent murmur that he wasn't even sure if his friends had heard him.

“How can you miss a monster like Slade?” Beast boy spat in disgust. Robin was so ashamed that he couldn’t even look the other in the eyes. “Slade is everything that is bad wrapped up into one person, that's why we fight against him!”

“Shut up BB! I think that Robin truly does miss him. He had been with him for a full week; the man even treated him like a person. Maybe if he gets a little more time, he’ll get over it,” Cyborg said to reassure his green friend, but the words didn't reassure Robin.

“I agree with Robin. My big sister is a horrible vlorknark at times, but I still do miss her every once in a while.” Starfire sounded almost sad when she said it. She probably still wished that her sister would have turned out differently. “I think that whatever makes Robin happy is good enough,” Starfire said, and both of the girl’s began to hug him. He would have been blushing and honored if he hadn't just realized that he preferred Slade.

“What? You mean that you agree with this?” Cyborg deadpanned as Beast Boy yelled beside him, agreeing with him.

Raven's look quieted them both. Robin couldn't see the look she gave, so he couldn't really tell what it was, but whatever it was, it wasn't good judging by the expressions on their faces.

“I-” Robin started, but he realized that he hadn't thought of anything to say. He had to collect his thoughts to come up with something to add, “I truly do care for him.” Robin gulped down the lump that had just crept into his throat.

“Is he your friend, friend Robin?” Starfire asked with big eyes that were filled with wonder. Robin didn't know how to properly answer her; Slade wasn't exactly “a friend”, not in the word's true sense. He couldn't really say exactly what he was. They weren't really together, so they certainly weren't lovers, and “an occasional fuck” would be too cruel, even for him. Robin decided to nod uncertainly, not being able to think of anything better.

“Oh,” was her intelligent answer and Robin felt like hugging her. He knew that she had been crushing on him for a long time, he had been so blind to it at first, but he saw it now. Robin gathered the girl in his arms anyways, he couldn’t be angry at her. After all, he had been crushing on her just as badly; too bad he hadn't been man enough to admit it earlier. But on second thought, he was glad that he hadn't, otherwise things might have gotten too awkward after this.

“Is he a good friend to you?” It was an innocent question, and Robin smiled at her. She was so pure; she rarely thought bad things of anyone. It was a surprise that she could keep her mind positive enough to support Robin, especially now that the guys thought that he had lost his mind. Robin buried his head in Starfire's neck, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin against his cheek and her hair brushing against his face. She smelled sweet, like strawberries. “He has been good to me,” Robin whispered in her ear, getting hair in his mouth. He then retreated and wiped his face. This was the exact reason why he hated long hair.

“So you miss him, so what? What are you going to do about it?” It was Cyborg that spoke this time, Beast Boy nodding along beside him. The green boy seemed to be more curious than mad at this point. Robin guessed that that was a good thing.

“I honestly don't know,” Robin admitted. Cyborg smacked him on the back rather hard, almost making him hit the table, “Just forget him then.”

“I can't.” Robin had started to clam up; he wasn't comfortable with Cyborg questioning him. He sounded like he was at least somewhat okay with the situation, but one couldn't be sure as the man's words differed from his actions.

“Why? Don't tell me you fell in love with him or something!” Beast Boy suddenly started to laugh so hard that Robin became all red and ashamed. There was no use denying it, the cat was already out of the bag, he was caught.

Robin seemed to find the table really interesting all of a sudden as he slumped against it, not daring to lift his head up. He let his hair fall down so that it would hide his face. He felt beyond awkward as all his friends started to surround him, standing over him while he sat with his forehead pressed against the table. Cyborg stopped laughing, “You are kidding me right?”

“Robin you are serious?” Beast Boy asked, pushing himself between Raven and Robin, trying to get a closer look at Robin’s face. He answered with a mere nod.

“Friend Robin, are you and Slade together?” Robin had to look up to see her face. She seemed to be too innocent of a being to fully understand the meaning of her question, but her expression told Robin that she meant exactly what she had said. Robin shrugged, “It's complicated.”

“Shit, you ain't kidding,” Cyborg mumbled as he slumped onto the nearest chair, not believing his ears. “What are you going to do about this?”

Robin shrugged once again, not really knowing what else to do except sigh and rest his forehead on his palm. He buried his fingers in his hair, “I don't know. I wish I had some more time to find out.” Robin shook his head and rose up to walk into the living room, eventually sitting down on the couch. “Like you said, maybe I'll just have to get over it. I have you guys, and I have my obligations to the city. I can't just go chasing after a man.”

Beast boy jumped over the back of the couch to sit next to Robin before having a heavy fit of laughter. “This is so hilarious! I can't believe you are gay and your first crush is Slade, of all people! Dude this is so messed up!”

Robin shook his head and laughed with him. Beast Boy may still be in some kind of shock, but as long as he wasn't yelling at him, Robin was happy. They were all responding better than he had expected. Honestly, Robin had expected Beast Boy to yell at him, to complain and nag, he had expected Cyborg to declare him a madman before leaving the conversation all together, and he had expected Starfire to cry. Raven would probably go to her room to sulk either way. None of their reactions quite matched his expectations, proving that he didn't really know his friends that well after all.

“Robin, maybe you should try to get together with Slade,” Raven suggested. Beast Boy, who was still in fit of laughter, thought it was a joke, “Yeah, you totally should! Just walk right over to him and ask for another week! I bet you wouldn’t last a day!” Robin hit him in the arm, “I just might, so watch your mouth!”

Starfire flew over to them and pulled Robin up by his arms, “I think it is a wonderful idea! You should go right away! Please, do visit us often! At least once a week!”

Cyborg was by Robin's side in a flash, “What!? You can't be serious! Robin isn't going anywhere!” Beast Boy just kept laughing harder and harder, he probably thought that this was amusing, “Dude! Are we seriously fighting over whether or not Robin should go live with Slade?!”

Soon even Raven came to participate in the tug o’ war that was going on between Starfire and Cyborg. Poor Robin was stuck right in the middle of all of it; thank god Raven did not start pulling on his arm as well or he seriously might have been ripped apart.

“I think that it's up to Robin to decide what he wants to do. If he wants to go with Slade, then he will. It's his life; we cannot live it for him,” she said with a grave voice, making everyone else go quiet.

“Are you for real? Do you seriously agree with this?” Cyborg asked in disbelief. She only nodded before asking, “Is there anyone else who supports Robin and thinks that he should stop pining and pull himself together?” Starfire was immediately holding her arm up, and as Raven stared at Beast Boy, he decided to follow the lead of his crush and raised his arm. Robin knew that his voice didn’t count, but he felt comfortable enough to lift his own hand. He couldn't believe what amazing friends he had been blessed with.

“Are you all okay with this?” Cyborg whined and as everyone else nodded he sighed, finally relenting. “Okay, but if you come back hurt, I will skin that idiot after I have said “I told you so” to you!” They all laughed after that comment before becoming grave.

“Anyways, try and stay alive with him, and promise me that you won’t turn evil,” Raven said. Robin stared at her in disbelief, “Wait, you were serious?” Raven only shrugged, “When am I not?” Robin's jaw figuratively dragged on the floor.

“Friend Robin, this is fantastic! The day is still young, you must leave at once!” Starfire started to drag a protesting Robin to the doors; she was almost ecstatic. “Now?” Robin asked in confusion. It was clear that Starfire meant now as she continued to drag him out of the door. “You must be missing your love; you must go claim what is yours now! Then, you must tell me everything about it!” Robin shook his head. He still didn’t believe that they were serious until the door was rudely slammed shut behind him and he was standing on the island, all alone, while his friends were inside the tower. Robin shook his head and rubbed the back of his neck, waiting for a while just in case they suddenly realized what had happened and came after him.

He stood on the island for half an hour, and when no-one came he covered his eyes with the palm of his hand. They didn't even let him pack, how long did they want him to be there? A day? A Week? For the rest of eternity? Robin felt the need to stretch his back and laugh out to the sky. Had he really been that miserable that his friends felt to need to throw him to the sharks when presented with a chance to possibly cheer him up?

At least he no longer had to worry about them; he truly had the ability to return to Slade now! All of his options were open. Robin had no idea what he would say to the man once he saw him again, if he was even still at the base that Robin knew about. He'd have wing it. Hopefully he would sound at least somewhat rational. With that, Robin started to walk to Slade's base, making sure that his friends couldn't follow him. He even turned off his communicator so that he was truly untraceable.
It didn't take long until Robin was standing on Slade's doorstep. He suddenly felt nervous, he couldn't be sure if the man would even want him back. They had had no contact whatsoever in the past month and Slade was probably just enjoying his Robin free time. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, if Robin returned home now; he could survive without any further embarrassment.

“What are you doing here, Robin?” Robin was alerted of the sudden presence only to notice that Slade was standing right in front of him. How had he not noticed the man opening the door or coming out to stand front of him, how deep in thought was he?

“How did you know I was by the door? I never even knocked.” Robin questioned, watching as Slade made himself comfortable by leaning against a wall.

“Give me some credit, I have traps set all around, and besides…” Slade gestured towards the
camera lens pointed at them, “You are standing in my camera’s view.” Robin looked at the camera for a while before laughing awkwardly and shrugging.

“Doesn't matter, I came here for a reason,” Robin said, trying to sound secure. Slade pushed himself off the wall to stride imposingly towards Robin, only stopping when he was hovering over him so closely that their chests were almost touching. “And what, pray tell, is your reason?”

“I came to make a deal.” Slade seemed to consider it for a while before nodding and laying his hand on Robin's shoulder. “What are the conditions? How am I going to benefit from it?” Robin began to reconsider the whole thing, not feeling secure enough, but Slade was standing so close to him that he thought he might just have his chance.

“If you can keep me here with you, I promise that I will stay. But you must promise me that you won’t try to make me do anything that I'm not comfortable with, such as killing. I want to be able to visit my friends; I promise that I won’t tell them our location.” Slade closed the gap between them so that they were chest to chest. He lowered his arms around Robin's waist to pull him even closer. Robin had missed Slade’s firm body.

“For how long is this farce of yours going to last? What exactly am I to gain from it?” Robin had problems continuing as Slade turned them around, pushing Robin against the wall in the exact same spot that he had been leaning against just a few minutes ago.

“You'd get a chance to have me for keeps and if I decided to stay, I wouldn’t leave.” He groaned as Slade rubbed his knee against his crotch, digging his fingers under the hem of Robin's shirt.

“Tempting,” the man agreed and Robin tried to continue through his moaning. It had been too long since they had done it. Robin tried to think of the amount of time that they should spend on a trial period. He didn't want anything too long, nor too short, he just wanted to be sure of his decision when the time came.

“It will be for one month. A one month trial, and once the time is up, I'll have to decide. You have one month to make me stay.” Slade laughed at that, enjoying the shivers that ran along Robin's skin as he brushed his hand upwards. He continued to knead Robin's groin with his leg. Robin himself was clinging to Slade's arms to keep himself in check.

“My, Robin, I think I have already won you over.” Slade covered Robin's eyes before lifting his mask up, allowing him to devour Robin's mouth in a long and deep kiss. Robin opened his mouth eagerly and kissed him back earnestly, only stopping the kiss as he pulled back to say, “We'll see about that.” Slade growled before lifting Robin up. Robin locked his legs around Slade's waist as the man carried him inside the base.

Robin watched over Slade's shoulder as the sliding doors closed behind them and said his silent goodbye to the Titans. He'd see them again later, but they wouldn't need to wait for him to return today.

Robin smiled as he let Slade carry him and was busy trying to get Slade naked as they went. He was more than eager to spend a night with Slade after a month of no contact whatsoever from him. Oh how Robin missed this.

It didn't take long until Slade had taken them to the familiar bedroom that they had stayed in a month ago. It was in the exact same condition as Robin remembered it to be, but the furniture held no interest to him as the man who haunted his dreams was standing right in front of him. Robin tore off his gloves before attacking Slade. He took the man’s armor off, enjoying the loud clunking sound that the iron made as it hit the ground. In the meantime Slade was busying himself with Robin's belt. Soon neither of them noticed that they were already practically naked, both only wearing boxers. Slade was pushing Robin against his work table, making the table’s edge dig uncomfortably in Robin's lower back. Robin clawed at the man's back, trying to get him even closer and Slade was biting Robin's neck, making him moan.

“I missed you,” Robin admitted as the man kissed his way back up to Robin's lips, halting only an inch from them and staying in place for a while. Slade's mask was only pulled up enough to show his lips and jaw, Robin had finally gotten used to the fact that the mask was to stay.

“I'm glad that you returned,” Slade uttered against Robin's lips before claiming them in a searing kiss. Robin responded immediately, already welcoming the other’s tongue in his mouth and starting to play by coiling his tongue around Slade's. Robin was relieved that Slade wanted him back; it meant that he had missed him too, even if he hadn't said it. Robin pushed his small body against Slade's, who broke the kiss so that they could breathe. Robin's lips were already red and slightly swollen.

“Slade, I want you,” Robin moaned, beginning to kiss the man's neck and shoulders. He moved his hands through the man's hair and down his neck, finally taking the chance to try and mark Slade. He slightly bit his skin, dragging his teeth against the hard muscles on the man's neck before kissing it. He sucked on the skin with more force before biting into the flesh, not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough for Slade to feel it. Robin then licked the slightly purplish bruise before kissing it tenderly. He retreated from the spot to kiss Slade on the lips once more, placing his hands on Slade’s chin and truly enjoying the feeling of his beard between his fingers.

Slade trailed his finger up and down Robin's spine, making the other shiver every time his fingers went slightly too low; Robin was excited with anticipation. Slade then raised both of his hands to Robin's shoulders, pushing him backwards and breaking their kiss. He whispered in Robin’s ear, “I see that you are rather eager, but how about you return the favor from before.” He pulled back and smirked almost evilly, Robin couldn’t help but question what favor he was talking about. “Remember, the one on the fifth day? Right after the simulator?” Robin had to think back to the moment and blushed furiously as he remembered.

He hadn't even thought of his words then, and now they had come back to haunt him. Robin's face was burning up as he thought about it for a while. He didn't want to disagree per se, but he felt nervous and embarrassed. He didn't know what to do and was a little shy. Could he even do it? Robin nodded shyly and uncertainly as he tried to look at Slade's eye, but the mask was pushed up and prevented him from seeing it. One day they should come up with a mask that only covers the man's upper face; it would be nice to see his eye while they did it. It would probably be good for Slade to see something behind his mask as well.

“Good, now get down to it.” Slade kissed Robin on the lips before pushing him down by his shoulders. Robin was reluctant to get to his knees, so Slade ended up pushing a little harder, giving him no choice. He did not mind though, being pushed down wasn't as awkward as having to get down by himself.

Robin looked at Slade's clothed groin for a moment, not knowing what to do, and eventually decided to just play around for a bit, hopefully getting more comfortable with the idea as he went.

Robin gently laid his hands on Slade's hips and licked his lower stomach from the waistband of his boxers to his navel, lightly dipping his tongue in it. Robin had no idea what would feel good and what wouldn’t, but he was sure that Slade would tell him if he had managed to do something wrong. Robin then kissed his way from the navel down to the hipbone, planning on making another bite mark by sucking on the skin there. It was harder to form a hickey down there than it was to form one on the neck, Robin noted.

“Robin, stop fooling around,” Slade encouraged and Robin nodded. He looked up, seeing that Slade had put his mask back in place so that he could watch him. Robin smiled shyly at the man before returning to the task at hand. Slade's cock was already aroused and making a tent out of his boxers. Robin felt nervous knowing how close it was to his face. He pushed his fingers under the waistband and slowly pulled the cloth down, revealing the other's manhood, standing tall and erected and pointing at his stomach. Robin took Slade's boxers off all the way before tossing them to the side, not taking his sight off the man's cock the whole time.

He knew that Slade wasn't small, but seeing the thing itself made Robin nervous. He took a quick look up at the man as he mumbled, “I’ve never done this before.” Slade rubbed his hand on Robin's shoulder, encouraging him. “Just don't think about it too much, and do what you think you would enjoy yourself.

Just cover your teeth with your lips and I'm sure it will be fine.” Robin nodded; it was easy to say that he shouldn't think about it. He tried to ignore the nervousness he felt as he started pulling back the skin. He was somewhat of curious about it. What would Slade taste like, was he bitter or salty or something else completely? Robin licked the tip shyly, just getting the feeling of it. He didn't quite know what he had expected, but he couldn't taste anything yet.

He decided to try being bold, and attempted to recall anything that Slade had done to him previously. Robin then rolled his tongue around the tip, hoping to get a taste of it, but didn’t end up properly getting one. He continued on, licking the underside of the glans and tracing the vein to the tip. He took it into his mouth and licked all along the tip, sucking on it before retreating with a faint pop. Slade tasted mostly salty, but there was also a slight bitterness. The taste was neither bad nor good, but Robin did like the overall package. The smell wasn't bad either, slightly musky, but the natural scent was what made it worth it.

Slade broke Robin’s train of thoughts by burying his fingers into his hair. Robin understood what he meant by it and was glad that the man didn't force him to move just yet. Robin decided to get some momentum. He put the tip into his mouth once again and nervously wrapped his fingers around the base of the shaft. He took in a little bit more than he previously had as he started moving. Of course he couldn't get it all in on the first try, but he was sure that as he continued, he would get a little bit more in every time. He dared to suck harder around the shaft, making his cheeks cave some. Slade was now starting to guide Robin's movements, which meant that he must be doing something right.

He moved the hand that wasn't holding Slade's cock to his balls and fondled them some, squeezing slightly. Robin was getting a little bit more secure with what he was doing. He could taste Slade's pre-come in his mouth and he was enjoying the feeling so far. It was difficult to move properly along the other's length, as saliva only did so well. Robin tried to move faster and harder, but the pre-come on his lips was like glue, making him have to lick his lips every now and then. This wasn't half bad; maybe he could even get good at it, if given the time.

Robin remembered Slade swallowing around him and wondered if he could do the same. It couldn't be that hard, right? He started to take in more and swallowed, but he felt like he had taken more than he could handle as his throat started closing against the hard cock. He gagged and pulled back, thankfully remembering to cover his teeth so that he wouldn't scratch Slade. He was glad that Slade understood what had happened and didn’t hold him in place. Robin swallowed the uncomfortable feeling and blinked a couple of times before trying again, this time with success. He hummed around Slade's dick, sounding pleased with himself. The fact was that he was; he was getting better at the act already.

Robin took the dick out of his mouth and licked the length from the very bottom of the base all the way up to the tip and then back down before kissing both of the man's balls. He returned to the tip and laid a kiss there. He rolled his tongue around it before taking it into his mouth and sucking. He could hear Slade groan and his voice went straight to his cock; it felt amazing to know that it was him that was making Slade feel like that. Robin took the whole cock into his mouth as far as he could and swallowed it with a small hum. Slade pulled him back, slightly out of breath.

“What is it?” Robin asked with a slightly rash voice and eyes filled with wonder. Slade pulled the kid to his feet.

“That was very good, but right now I suggest you choose whether I fuck you on this table or that bed over there.” The man was cooing in Robin's ear with such a deep voice that Robin momentarily forgot the question. He couldn't decide; he just wanted to do it. “I don't care,” Robin groaned and Slade pulled Robin's boxers off so fast that he barely even noticed it. He felt the air as it hit his nearly throbbing cock. “Table then.” Slade spun Robin around and slammed him on the table. Robin was leaning on his stomach with his legs spread out in front of Slade. He tried to turn his head around to look at the man behind him, but he could barely catch a glimpse of him. Slade had a hand pushed down on Robin's back, pinning him against the table so hard that he couldn't move an inch from his position.

“Never lube when you need it,” Robin heard Slade complain as he sucked on two of his fingers, shoving them both into Robin's anal canal, making him groan and gasp. Robin almost swallowed the first words with a whimper, “Warn me next time.” Robin moaned before he even got to properly end the sentence as Slade shoved his fingers in and out of him, breaching deeper before hooking his fingers. He then started scissoring; making Robin hit his head on the desk as he groaned. “God, Slade, just fuck me!” he begged, but Slade shoved one more finger in and scissored it before taking all of them out, leaving a slight sting behind for Robin as he prepared for the intrusion.

“This is the warning you requested,” Slade said, his voice oozing sarcasm as he murmured the words in Robin's ear. He thrust himself into Robin’s tightness, making him nearly scream. Robin panted for breath, but Slade didn't leave him much time to adjust. Thankfully the man started moving slowly in the beginning; when Robin started arching his back for better access, he began to move faster and faster. Slade had one hand on Robin's back and other on his hip as he slammed himself into the other over and over, searching for the prostate.

Robin panted so hard that it made his mouth dry; fog was even forming on Slade's lacquered wooden table every time Robin exhaled. Slade then hit Robin’s prostate straight on, causing the teen to moan loudly. His chin was pressing against the table’s surface rather painfully, but he didn’t even notice. Robin moaned as Slade took a couple of slower strokes, moving slowly out of him before striking back with full force, penetrating him from behind with his deep thrusts .“Slade!”

Robin called the others name in ecstasy as he tried to push himself off the table, but he was unable to budge from the man's hold. Slade loved to watch Robin’s back muscles move under his skin as he squirmed around, his shoulder blades writhing. Robin was skinny and lean, and from this position Slade could truly see it. The boy was arching his back, his ass high in the air, and trying to push himself backwards with his hands so that he could reach Slade better. Robin grunted as he arched forward with every one of Slade's thrusts, the table was digging annoyingly on Robin's hips and his legs were stinging.

“Slade, I want to see you,” Robin moaned and Slade pulled himself out completely before grabbing the other's leg and spinning him around, promptly slamming back in. Robin was nearly lying on the keyboard now and neither of them paid any attention as the mouse fell off the table. Robin moaned and lifted himself onto his elbows to rest as Slade spread his thin legs, holding his knees in place.

Robin panted every time that Slade slammed in. The teen reached his hand towards Slade and managed to pull him closer by his neck. He pushed Slade's mask away from his face so that he could kiss him, but the kiss didn't last long as Slade took Robin's cock in his hand and started to jack him off. Robin moaned into the kiss and moved his head so he could kiss Slade's shoulder. He wrapped his legs around Slade's waist and curled his hands around his broad shoulders.

Robin grunted as he felt a sensation of swelling at the bottom of his stomach and a tightening in his balls. He barely managed to grunt a warning to Slade as he came, emptying his load on Slade's hand and his own lower stomach, covering himself with come. He grunted loudly and his muscles tightened around Slade, making him grunt in return as he emptied himself into Robin. He slumped on top of Robin and they both panted hard in each other's ears.

“That was intense,” Robin panted, throat sore and mouth dry.

“Welcome back,” Slade growled before biting Robin's neck, causing him to wince slightly. Slade sucked hard on the skin before licking it several times, leaving a rather big hickey on a spot near Robin's throat where anyone could see it. “You’re mine now Robin; don't even dare to question it,” the man murmured before getting up to his feet. Robin nodded as an answer, not feeling comfortable talking with such a dry throat. Robin had no objections to Slade's claim. Damn, he even felt flattered by it! But now he was tired, and all he wanted to do was go to sleep, preferably in Slade's arms.

Robin tried to lift himself up to sit on the table, but didn't get far before wincing, yelping, and falling down onto his back. Slade only laughed at that before collecting the other in his arms, carrying him over to the bed. “Poor thing, I might have gone a little bit too rough on you.”

“No kidding,” Robin teased, but kissed the man on the lips anyways.

“Shush. Rest now,” Slade teased and kissed him for so long that Robin no longer had anything to add. They both were content curled up under the covers, even if Robin had to search for a while to find a comfortable position. The feeling of cum dripping from his ass wasn't pleasant, but he was too tired to care. Robin curled up in Slade's armpit and rested his head peacefully against Slade’s chest. They were both asleep within minutes.

The upcoming month was going to be one long ass month to spend.
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