Dick sat in the car with him. "So... Who're we fighting today?"

Bruce shrugged, "They're are no major crimes going on at the moment. We'll just patrol for now."

Robin nodded, sitting back in the comfortable seat, looking out through the windscreen at the city streets.

He glanced at the boy, but stayed quiet as they reached tonight's patrol spot.

Dick sighed as they sat there, waiting for something to happen.

He opened the top of the car, shooting the grappel into the air and flying out.

Dick followed him, ready for action.

He went from building to building, keeping a view of the street before.

Robin followed him, keeping an eye out for villains.

He spotted a bank robbery, nodding to Robin, before busting in through the banks skylight, landing on a criminal.

Robin jumped through another one, using his staff to choke his accomplice into unconsciousness.

Soon they were all elimated and Bruce used the grappel to leave through the skylight, Robin following close behind him.

"So... We did good?" Robin asked when they were in the Batmobile.

"Yes," He said with a slight smile, driving it back to the cave.

Robin smiled. "So, what do you want to do now?"

"Well, we need to shower," He said softly, before quickly adding, "In separate stalls."

"Oh." Robin replied, somewhat disappointed.

He nodded his head, and said no more. He parked it and climbed out, and went towards the showers.

Dick sighed, climbing into his separate stall after shedding his clothes.

Bruce was sure to be quick with his shower, putting a towel on as he hurried upstairs, attempting to avoid Dick. He hated doing this, he really did, but he didn't want to encourage this. No matter how good it felt.

Dick sighed, retiring to his own room with nothing but his right hand and memories of Bruce to keep him company.

(Short time skip till Dick can't take it anymore and goes to Bruce's room?)

Bruce went up to his room, trying not to think about Dick.

Dick sighed, laying on his bed, thinking about Bruce. He grunted and got up, shaking his head as he went to Bruce's room, knocking on his door.

Bruce was asleep, but woke up when he heard the knock, "Come in," He said groggily.

Dick peeked around the door. "Bruce, can we talk?"

"About what," He asked, sitting up in his bed.

Dick swallowed. "Us... I mean, if that's ok with you..."

He frowned and said slowly, "Dick, there can't be an us."

"Why not?" Dick asked, sitting on his bed.

"Because," He said slowly. "I adopted you."

"So?" Dick replied.

"So, I can't be having sex with you. Its not natural, and if the media found out," He said, frowning.

"First off... Who cares about either of those things?" Dick asked.

He frowned and said, "If anyone found out, they would take you away from me."

"Well, let's not get found out." Dick shrugged. "Besides, it's only for... What, two years before we're free?"

He frowned, and said, "Dick..."

Dick sighed. "You want it as much as I do..."

"I do," He admitted, not moving a little. He sighed and said, "If we're going to do this, we have to be careful."

Dick nodded, smiling. "I fully understand..."

"And if you get hurt by us doing it, you let me know and we stop," He explained.