YJ: The Talk

The Talk.
Sequel to "The News Report."
Pairing : KF/Rob.


Bruce speed down the empty streets of Gotham City with his new black Lamborghini. After leaving the Hall of Justice some time earlier, he decided that he needed to have a little chat with Dick and hoped that Barry would do the same with Wally.

"What were those two thinking?" he asked out loud

The billionaire playboy made a sharp turn and was immediately in front of his mansion. Alfred as always was waiting there for him.

"Good afternoon Master Bruce," said the older man as he opened the door for his pseudo son.

"Thanks Alfred."

Bruce walked through the two heavy bronze doors and started to speed walk up the stairs towards his ward's room with Alfred tailing right behind him.

"Judging by your actions Master Bruce; I'm guessing you saw the morning news?"

"Not only me Alfred, but the world too! I mean what were they thinking?"

Bruce harshly opened the door and was met with the sight of Dick, sitting in the lap of a stuffed bear that was probably twice his size (another gift from Wally no doubt). He had his laptop on his lap and was slowly munching on some chocolates that were right next to him. He was wearing a pair of gray sweat pants and a huge black T-shirt. No glasses. The young boy also had a goofy look on his face which was graced with a small blush as he watched the screen.

"Richard, we need to have a little talk."

At the sound of his mentor's voice, he quickly slammed the top of the laptop down and put it at his side.

"What were you doing?" asked Bruce

"Chatting with Wally."

"Oh right you have a boyfriend now."

Dick winced at Bruce's harsh tone, he slowly sunk. "Oh you, so I'm guessing you saw that, hun?"

"It wasn't just me, Dick. The whole world saw it! It's all over the papers, television and internet."

"Yeah that does sound like a disaster, heavy on the 'dis'."

Bruce took a deep breath and sat down at the edge of the Boy Wonder's bed.

"Dick, why did you do all of this? Was it so you guys could get more attention from the media?"

"No Bruce," Dick replied. "Wally and I really are a couple and the press  just caught us on film…unfortunately."

"I hardly doubt that you two are really a couple, you're just kids-"

"But we are!"

"You're only 13!"

"So what?"

Both dark haired males' eyes glowed with determination. Even if Dick Grayson wasn't Bruce Wayne's biological son both of them resembled each other in many ways, not only in appearance but also personality wise. Both were stubborn, loyal, determined, and dedicated to what they did. Alfred knew better than anyone else how much of a strong father and son bond they had.

"I believe that the Masters wish to talk in private; I shall take my leave," said Alfred.

As Alfred was about to depart, he was stopped by Bruce.

"No Alfred don't go you're family too; you deserve to hear this."

The loyal butler silently nodded and closed the huge wooden doors behind him.

Dick spoke up. "Bruce, I know this is hard to believe, but I…love Wally. He makes me feel…special."

A pink blush was painted across the younger boy's face. Bruce just pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath.

"Ok, let's say that you really are in love. You're most likely to have fallen in love with the gfits he gave you." said Bruce as he showed the young teen the half empty chocolate box.

"Bruce what are you talking about? I'm a billionaire's son! I don't get whelmed just by a few expensive gifts. The croissants Wally bought me are the same ones that Alfred makes for me every day. Those chocolates, my school has a vending machine full of them a. And that new game station, I got like five of those at my birthday party last month!"

Dick was slightly out of breath. It took a lot of courage to speak up against a man like Bruce. The man was one of the strongest crime fighters known to man, but the Boy Wonder had to make him understand what he felt.

"Normally if anyone else gave me gifts like these; I would have thrown them in the trash. Just knowing that Wally went through all that trouble just for me makes them the most amazing gifts I ever gotten. And the sweets taste so much better. No offense Alfred."

"None taken Master Dick."

"Richard, it's just as phase," said Bruce

"It's not a phase," screamed Dick.

The Dark Knight and the butler were taken back by the teen's outburst.

"It's not a phase." said Dick in a softer voice. "I know that we're both young and boys and everyone is probably thinks that we're only did it just so we could get on T.V., but that's not true. I do love Wally and I know that he loves me back. He makes me feel like I'm the most important person in the world. I really don't know if we're going to be together for a long time and thanks to that news report I wouldn't be surprised if we broke up tomorrow. But I…want us to be together for as long as possible. Age and gender shouldn't matter when it comes to love right?"

Bruce continued to pinch the bridge of his nose as he gave a long sigh of defeat. A first.

"Alfred will you please talk some sense into him please?" he asked.

The butler just stared for a few minutes at his older master and then brought his eyes back to his younger master. He gave a small smile.

"I'm sorry Master Bruce, but I must side with Master Dick on this."

"Really!"

"For reals?" Dick asked.

"For reals, Master Richard."

Alfred walked across the room to Richard's bed and put his hand on his shoulder giving him a soft smile.

"But why Alfred?" asked Bruce, who was baffled that his faithful friend would side with the young love struck teen.

"I'm sorry Master Bruce, but you yourself told me that first day Mast Dick came to us that we should do everything in our power to make him happy. And if Master Wallace makes him happy then I think we should support him."

Dick quickly jumped off his bed and latched himself around the older man's neck.

"Thanks Alfred."

Bruce dropped his face into his hands and let out a long sigh.

"Fine gang up on me. I'm just trying to stop him from getting hurt. First love bears no fruit."

"I beg to differ Master Bruce. I remember when I was a young lad , my father was working for your grandfather at the time. Your father, who was probably eight at the time, much younger than Master Dick here, would often ruff off in the middle of the day just so he could see your mother."

"Mom?"

"Oh yes, I tell you; they were so cute together. But soon their puppy love became a relationship, and then it became a marriage which spawned itself into your conception. Master Bruce, first love does bear fruit, but only if you give it a chance."

Silence filled the room, as the Dark Knight remained silent; not showing any emotions, but everyone knew what was going through his mind.

The Boy Wonder also remained silent as memories of his parents started to cloud his mind. Small pools of tears started to gather in the corners of his eyes.

"Fine!" exclaimed Bruce.

The Boy Wonder was snapped out of his trip down memory lane.

"You can continue to see Kid Flash."

"Really?"

"Yes but for your outings, he'll has to come here to pick you up. He's a speedster he'll have no problems. You'll call every hour on the hours and you will tell me where you are going and no more lying and most important…NO touching below the eyes!"

Dick jumped across the bed into the arms of his father.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"You're welcome, but you've got to promise me that you guys won't get mixed up in the media again. Ok?"

"Yes. A million times yes!"

Dick jumped out of his father's hug and went to hug Alfred.

"Thank you, Alfred. If it wasn't for you Bruce would have never have changed his mind."

"He is a bit thick headed, isn't he Master Dick?"

"You do know that I can hear you right?" said Bruce, hands crossed over his chest and a soft smile was on his face, a fatherly smile. "Dick, I still have one more question to ask you-"

"I'm still a virgin, Bruce." said the teen.

An uncomfortable silence settled into the room. Alfred had a palm over his face and shook his head in a disapproving manner. Bruce seemed to be having a small heart attack. He slowly got up and left the room leaving the other two behind.

"I don't believe that was the question, Master Dick," commented Alfred.

"Oh…my bad."