Sakura groaned as she sat up. Her stomach was twisting and turning uncomfortably.

"Morning," Dick greeted from the doorway. "Or should I say 'afternoon'?"

"Afternoon?" Sakura asked in confusion. "Have I really been sleeping that long?" Dick walked over to her and pecked her cheek.

"Seems like it. You were still sleeping when I left for work," he told her.

"No, I couldn't have," Sakura said, reaching for the alarm clock. Her eyes widened at the time. "Shit!" She scrambled off the bed and ran to the closet.

"What's wrong?" Dick asked.

"I'm late, I'm so fucking late!" Sakura said, tearing off her sleep clothes. "How could I be late?"

"Slow down Blossom, what are you late for?" Dick asked as she pulled on jeans and a yellow shirt.

"Uh, I was kinda supposed to meet with Lady Tsunade about an hour ago," Sakura said. "I could have sworn I set an alarm!" She rushed towards the bathroom. Dick looked at her phone resting on the nightstand. He picked it up and flipped it open.

"Uh Sakura," Dick called.

"Yeah?" Sakura asked.

"Your phone's dead," Dick said, stepping into the bathroom. He turned the phone towards her, showing the black screen.

"Ugh, you've got to be kidding me," Sakura groaned, finishing her hair. She grabbed her toothbrush and quickly brushed her teeth. Once she rinsed her mouth she quickly ran to the closet, pulling on her shoes.

"I'm pretty sure Lady Tsunade will forgive you for being late," Dick said.

"I know, but I'd rather not be any more late," Sakura said. She jumped up and gave him a quick kiss. "See you later." Before Dick could even properly reply Sakura was out of the room. He heard a door close and sighed.

"She really needs to slow down. She's going to end up hurting herself one day."

Sakura panted as she ran up to the hospital entrance. She smoothed down her hair and walked in.

"There you are!" Shizune said from the receptionist desk.

"Sorry," Sakura said with a sigh. "I overslept."

"No kidding," Shizune said with a chuckle.

"Please tell me Tsunade's not that mad," Sakura pleaded.

"You know how I feel about lying," Shizune said with a smile. Sakura groaned. "She's in her office." Sakura sighed and thanked the woman. She walked the familiar path to her master's office. She stopped and the door and knocked. At Tsunade's command she entered.

"You're late," Tsunade said, not looking up from her paperwork.

"I know, I'm sorry," Sakura said, bowing her head in guilt.

"What happened?" Tsunade asked, gesturing for her to sit. Sakura sat down in the chair and sighed.

"I don't know," Sakura confessed. "I've just been really tired lately. I thought once the wedding was over and everything settled down I would have less stress. But lately it seems like my body's under even more stress. And I don't know why."

"What's going on?" Tsunade asked. Sakura sat back in her seat and sighed.

"I've been way tired the past month, and my entire body hurts," Sakura said. "There were a couple times when I felt like I was gonna throw up but I calmed my stomach with my chakra."

"Anything else?" Tsunade asked.

"Actually, now that I think about it, yeah," Sakura said. "My chakra."

"What's wrong with it?" Tsunade asked in concern.

"I don't know," Sakura said. "It just feels off. It's like it's displaced and shifting without me telling it. I still don't know where it's going. It just seems to be going all over the place."

"That is strange," Tsunade said with a hum. She thought for a moment before looking at her old pupil. "How does the rest of your day look?"

"Pretty free," Sakura answered. "You wanna run some tests?"

"Yes, I would."

Sakura walked into the apartment, her head reeling and spinning. She held it and shook her head. "There's no way..." She whispered under her breath. She took off her shoes with a sigh. "Dick! I'm home!" When there was no reply she walked into the apartment and looked around in confusion. She noticed that there was a device on the coffee table and picked it up. She pressed a button and a holographic image of Dick appeared.

"Hey, I've gone to Gotham, I tried to wait for you but it really couldn't wait. Join me as soon as you can," Dick requested. The image disappeared and Sakura sighed.

"Of course," Sakura said with a sigh. She rubbed her stomach and shook her head. "Guess it's time to suit up."

Kunoichi jumped through Gotham city, trying to catch sight of her husband. Her ears twitched and she lowered her hood, listening carefully. She heard someone screaming, and the faint sounds of a fight. She sighed and pulled her hood back up. She jumped towards the fight and paused, seeing Nightwing fighting a small child. The child was dressed like a ninja, with a longsword. The kid swung his sword and Nightwing stumbled back, gripping his chest. Kunoichi's eyes widened as she saw blood fly through the air. Her eyes narrowed and she sped forward. She grabbed the boy's sword and twisted his arm, prying it out. She kicked his back and then grabbed him by his hood. She pulled him back and wrapped her hand around his front, grabbing her throat.

"May I ask what the hell you think you're doing?" She hissed lowly.

"Ugh, hey Kunoichi," Nightwing greeted, wincing in pain.

"I'll only ask once more, what are you doing?" Kunoichi snarled.

"Stay out of this, bitch!" The boy shouted, elbowing her in the gut. Kunoichi gasped and stumbled back, holding her stomach. The boy turned on her, rushing forward. He was caught off guard when a rope wrapped around his feet. He fell to the ground and Nightwing jumped on him, quickly wrapping up his hands. The boy growled and tried to kick up his feet but a heavy pressure was placed on his legs.

"Did you honestly think I'd let you beat up Birdie even more?" Kunoichi said, glaring at him.

"How dare you! Do you even know who I am?" he shouted.

"Don't care," Nightwing responded. He roughly pulled him up and then pushed him onto his knees.

"I am Batman's son!" he shouted. They both paused before Sakura shoved him to the ground and continued to tie him up. Nightwing grabbed a white cloth out of his belt and gagged him. He took a step back and watched the young boy with narrowed eyes.

"String him up, I'll call Batman," Nightwing said with a sigh. He leaned against the light pole and groaned. He pulled out a communicator and dialed.

Kunoichi placed her hands on her hips and glared down at the boy. She pulled out a kunai and held it tightly. "Don't even think about it. This is one fight you're going to lose."

"Hey Bats," Nightwing greeted. "Are you missing anything right now?" He turned towards Kunoichi and the boy in front of her. "Sorry, I'll just get straight to the point then. We found a kid. Says he's your son." He hung up the communicator and turned towards them. "He's on his way."

"You know what really pisses me off?" Dick growled as Alfred and Sakura helped him. "After all those lectures he gave us about being safe and using protection-" He hissed as Alfred sewed him up.

"You alright Dick?" Sakura asked.

"Yeah, fine," Dick said. "I took the cut, I can take the stitch just fine. Though I do wish my lovely nurse would heal me."

"Wish I could," Sakura said with a chuckle. "But I'm on chakra restriction, Tsunade's orders."

"He may need more anesthetic," the boy, Damian, said with a smirk.

"Maybe you need to go fu-"

"Master Dick!" Alfred shouted, cutting him off.

"Maybe you should remember who the blood son is," Damian said harshly.

"Blood thirsty sounds more accurate to me," Dick said with a glare.

"Calm down," Sakura said with a soft smile. "You're getting into a fight with a little kid."

"Little kid my ass," Damian huffed under his breath, walking away.

"How is that?" Alfred asked. Dick grunted and stood up, flexing his arm.

"It's fine, thanks," Dick said.

"Is this yours?" Damian asked with a smirk, gesturing to the original robin costume, protected by a case.

"Still is," Dick answered. He ran up the stairs as Damian opened the case. He pushed the kid back and closed the case. "Don't touch it."

"Is that what you wore when you were training?" Damian asked with a smirk.

"Actually it's what I wore when I was on patrol," Dick answered.

"All it needs is some lace and a sunhat," Damian said, glaring at him.

"His next costume was much better," Sakura said, walking up behind them.

"Look, I know what you're thinking," Dick said, glaring at him. "You're thinking that you can go out and be Robin. Well you can't."

"Please, as if I need some costume and an insipid bird name. I'm far beyond that, as you saw tonight," Damian said, smirking viciously.

"Don't forget you're the one that actually lost that fight," Dick said. Sakura shook her head and sighed.

"Come on, you need to get dressed," She muttered, grabbing his hand.

"Are you going to help me?" Dick whispered, wrapping his hand around her waist.

"If you behave I might help you undress tonight," Sakura said teasingly.

"I like the sound of that," Dick said, kissing her cheek. "I just hope I get to return the favor."

"You might," Sakura answered with a smile. Alfred cleared his throat, causing the two to stop. He simply raised an eyebrow and looked at them blankly. The two laughed slightly, their cheeks turning pink.

"Sorry Alfred," Sakura said.

"We know it's been a while, but we're still kinda in the honeymoon phase," Dick told him.

"Just keep those words in private," Alfred told them, holding out Dick's suit. Dick pulled on the spandex shirt and clipped on the armor. When he looked over he saw that Sakura was standing behind Batman.

"So, how is he?" Sakura asked, standing next to Batman.

"Gordon?" Batman asked.

"He's got more monitors than Arkham has lunatics," Gordon answered.

"Can he talk?" Batman asked.

"Talk? It's a wonder he can breathe," Gordon said.

"Do you want me to go down there and heal him?" Sakura asked.

"No, I don't want to chance anyone discovering how your powers work," Batman answered. "Gordon, I'll stay in touch."

"Okay," the commissioner said. Batman turned off communications and bowed his head slightly.

"What now?" Sakura asked.

"Ubu doesn't deserve to breathe," Damian muttered in anger. Batman shot up and shoved his seat aside. Dick stepped back as it hit the end of the track, nearly hitting him.

"Uh-oh," Dick muttered.

"Do you know what you were tonight?" Batman asked. His voice was frighteningly calm. "You weren't a soldier. You weren't a warrior. You were a child."

"Bruce, calm down," Sakura said, reaching out to them.

"If it hadn't been for them-!"

"If it hadn't been for Dick and Sakura you would have gone too far," Batman said, grabbing his outstretched arm. Damian ripped his arm away and pointed at Sakura.

"She's killed before!" He snarled.

"I was in a war," Sakura said, glaring at him. "And I wasn't not about to sit there and watch my friends die as I did nothing to help! Were you in a war?"

"I might as well count what happened to the League as one!" Damian shouted.

"That wasn't war, that was an invasion," Sakura said, looking down at him.

"I was doing the same as you!" Damian said. "Taking vengeance for what he did to my people! To my grandfather." Sakura narrowed her eyes. She appeared behind him and gripped his throat. She had a kunai pressed against his stomach.

"I've seen what going down this path can do to a person," Sakura said lowly. "I've seen several paths, and none of them end happily. Take it from me, seeking revenge because someone you trusted killed your family, is not something you want to do."

"How do you know?" Damian asked, tightening his hands into fists.

"Because I've seen it first hand," Sakura answered. "All that'll happen is that you'll fall deeper and deeper into this and you'll end up with nothing. You'll end up alone and with no one. The only way you'll ever be able to climb out of the hell you'll create is if there is someone willing to grab you and end it. One way or another."

"It's easier my way," Damian growled. He swung out his hands to attack her but she was gone. He looked around and found her next to Dick.

"It's not about what's easier," Batman said. "It's about doing what's right because it's the right thing to do."

"It was right to me!" Damian shouted.

"There lies the problem," Batman said, walking towards the batmobile. He reached in and took something out. "Catch." He threw the object and Damian reacted. His pose and motions were all instinctual, as if it were second nature. "Great reflexes."

"What if I had missed?" Damian asked. He brought his hand down, looking it over.

"You better pray that Sakura's reflexes were faster," Batman answered.

"I'm on a chakra restriction," Sakura mumbled, crossing her arms.

"Well, then it would've hurt," Batman said simply.

"This star, it belongs to the League of Assassins," Damian said, examining the weapon closely.

"Found it in a warehouse belong to a man named Langstrom," Batman told him. "Ring any bells?"

"None," Damian answered.

"So Deathstroke and Ra's have a connection?" Sakura asked.

"Yes," Batman confirmed.

"We need to find out what it is," Damian said.

"I need to find out," Batman said.

"I want to help! Like they used to!" Damian said, pointing at the couple.

"'Used to'?" Dick repeated. "We do help."

"Oh really? Than how come the last thing anyone's ever heard about you two was that you got married?" Damian asked with a smirk.

"Because that's all anyone cared about," Sakura said with a sigh.

"Look, it's bad enough that you gave yourself away. Now they know that we're after them," Batman said. "Like Sakura said, you can't let vengeance guide you."

"What? Like none of you have ever felt vengeance?" Damian asked.

"Every day," Batman answered. "But you have to find your center and hold onto it. You can't fight crime by becoming a criminal."

"Yeah, we've already got a criminal in the family, we don't need another one," Dick said.

"Hey! Jason's good!" Sakura said.

"Yeah, only for his big sister," Dick said with a smirk.

"Damian, stay close from now on,"Batman ordered. "And that's not a suggestion. It's an order."

"That I can do, no problem," Damian said.

"Wait a minute," Dick said, looking between them. "I'm not going to like this? Am I?"

"I don't think so," Sakura answered.

"You won't," Batman confirmed.

"Damn it all to hell," Dick sighed, hanging his head.