3 years ago…

Damian's P.O.V

"Grayson you don't have to leave…" father had just came back and he had made Dick give Batman back of course it was a choice but it came out more of a command. Damian was standing outside the manor where Dicks taxi is, it was gloomy and the clouds were gray the rain was pouring bucket loads and they were soaking wet my raven slick hair was forced flat down, my bangs covering my eyes .

"I know… I want to" dick finally replied, if he knew how much this was breaking my heart he probably wouldn't go. Dick looked somewhat the same as me he had the same raven black hair and he was forced to cut his hair because his ridiculously long hair couldn't fit in the cowl of the Batman uniform.

I was miserable being me I usually never cry but I was forcing back tears it probably wouldn't matter since it would be disguised in the rain. "but I want you to stay…" I choked out

"I know you do but I have to do this" his facial expression looked full of sadness, guilt and most of all, Regret

At that moment something in me just snapped "No! why do you have to leave! Is it because of me? Was I not good enough!" I was surprised with myself I would usually never yell at anyone I always keep a poker face on that's what the league of assassins taught me

He squeezed his eyes shut he walked over to the taxi and opened to door

"Grayson don't you dare leave!" but he still didn't say anything he got into the taxi

"Grayson?" I said it quietly to myself with graysons amazing hearing he could probably hear me through the crash of the rain

"im sorry…" was all I heard before the door to the taxi closed then they were off. Is this it? was this the end? I don't know if I should be angry or sad its kind of a mixture.

I stare at the ground not being able to look up I cant tell if im crying or not. My eyes squeeze shut not being able to open the

"Master Damian Please come inside or you will catch a cold" I don't bother to look who it is because I can tell its Alfred our butler I don't move its like Grayson paralyzed me with sadness, like the world is going to end and the ground beneath my feet will crumble. I have never been emotionally stressed or traumatized before. in the league of assassins they teach us that crying is a weakness if we cry then they give you a brief torture session and a day without food (ya I know my childhood was tough). I feel Alfred put a hand on my shoulder, I turn around and see a sad smile, ya still old as ever.

He holds an umbrella over my head "Alfred…when is Dick coming back?" I say in a shaky voice I know im crying now.

"I don't know master damian, I don't know." He gestures toward the door as he leads me back inside in the corner of my eye I can see Bruce watching from the living room window I don't even wait for Alfred as I run inside and dart straight to my room I run into tim on the way, literally in to him

"what's wrong?" he usually would never care but I seeing as how im crying right now its an extraordinary site

"move!" I yell I turn to my left to run past him but he mirrors my movement and I run into him again "Move Drake!"

"No not until you tell me what's wrong!" I don't have time for this I want to face plant myself into my bed, curl up into a ball and cry my sadness away, I feel him grab my shoulders and shake me "please tell me!"

"unhand me Drake!" I send a weak punch to his face but he catches it, screw him I should have known I wouldn't have hit him he has more experience. Im looking into his eyes trying to do my best bat glare but it comes out as pleading eyes it makes me look like a small child not the demon everyone thinks I am

"please?" he has a softer tone in his voice it was the tone of a loving brother actually that was exctly what it was.

"didn't you hear? Grayson left!" I didn't mean for that to come at as a yell but I need to let my anger out

"ya and?" I cant believe him…

"you wouldn't understand" I turn to leave again but he catches my wrist

"I do understand I just didn't know you would miss Grayson that much I mean bruce and I said our good bye's sure we will miss him but he will come back and visit" drake holds my hand lovingly

"I miss him…" I mutter quietly so he could barley hear

"here why don't you get changed out of those wet clothes and come to my room so we can talk ill get Alfred to make us some hot chocolate" he offered and I nodded slowly

"and by the way don't tell me what to do drake I can change out of these wet clothes wet clothes if I want to *AAAAHHHH-CHU!*" my cheeks turn pink with embarrassment he gave a light chuckle these moments when I look like a child are the times I despise

"go on get changed" I walk to my room down the hallway I walk in and immediately go to the dresser to grab a pair of pajamas I put on baggy blue striped pants and a blue mickie mouse T-shirt with the neck to big. I quickly grab my security blanket and head off to drakes room. Before you ask yes I do have a security blanket it was a quilt that was black and has the bat symbol on it Dick made it for me 4 months ago I never go anywhere in the house without it though of course i try my hardest to hide it from everyone because I don't want to see how childish im being I walk to drakes room.

Is this really a good idea? Talking to drake about my problems? We all I want right now is comfort no matter how much I deny it…I want a hug.

Tims P.O.V

I walk into my room with 2 cups of Alfred's famous hot chocolate not only did it taste good it looked delicious, it was all in layers hot chocolate on the bottom then whip cream cinnamon powder with white chocolate shavings with mini melted marshmallows toped off with a mini wafer stick. Anyways I really shouldn't be thinking about the drink and start thinking about damian I never seen him cry before not even after I beat the snot out of him for attacking me. When he gets here I am going to be the best brother he will ever have! I don't know whats coming over me maybe its because I saw him cry for the first time something about it just cuts me deep.

Damians P.O.V

I see Drakes room up ahead with steady movements I knock on the door "come in!" open the door dragging my blanky behind me I remember I still have a tear streaked face and I wipe the tears out of my eyes…Fuck I don't realize how child like that makes me look I immediately stop but its too late Drake already took a picture on his phone ugh!

Tims P.O.V

I change into a pair of gray sweats and a white t-shirt I wait silently on my bed checking through my face news feed when I hear I knock at the door "come in!" I yell the door opens and I am met with the most adorable and rare site ever damian was standing at the door one hand clutching his blanket and the other hand wiping at his eyes with the cutest child pout ever I whip out my phone and take a quick pic I am so lucky! Its such a high quality picture too score! This is so going on facebook

Damians P.O.V

"Drake! You better delete that picture right now!" tim was fiddling with his phone a little "too late I already posted it on Facebook and sent it to Barbra for safe keepings. Sorry bro I think I just found this years Christmas card!" tim had a smirk on his face

"if only Dick could see it right now!" he laughed devilishly

"Dick…" I mutter under my breath

"oh sorry about that come here…" he had his arms out stretched I was ready to jump into his arms but forced myself to keep a poker face and walk slowly it didn't really work so I sprinted over to him jumpng into his arms I let a few tears onto his T-shirt as he rubs soothing circles on my back

"shhhhh its going to be okay" he repeats a couple times

"why did he leave?" I choked out

"I don't know but wecant keep him here for ever just remember that"

Tims P.O.V

I continue rubbing soothing circles on damians back trying to calm him down, if it weren't for the circumstances this little moment would be so cute!

"why does Dick hate me!" im surprised that damian called him dick and not Grayson

"dick doesn't hate you." Sure he can be difficult but im not about to tell that to a ten year old

"was I not good enough? Sure I can be stuck up but he didn't have to go!" every word coming out of damians mouth is breaking my heart I cant listen to this I think I just found a whole new respect for the little demon

"that's not it Dick just needs…" whats the word?

"needs what?"

"time I guess" I know probably really cheesy

"time! He needs time! He breaks my heart just because he needs time!"

"shhhhh its complicated for dick he's having rough times" I made up a lame excuse for dick."Come on lets drink some hot chocolate that will cheer you up!" I smile for him while he tries to wipe away the tears I hand him a mug of hot chocolate and I watch as he takes a sip I see a small smile on his face I am dying of his cutness and I thought that was bad? He pulls back and I see a white whip cream mustache on his face

"hey little D you have a little something on your face" I chuckle a bit as he wipes his face and blushes

I check my phone again "hey little D look you already have 15 likes on Facebook im sure you will get more in the morning!" he looks away with an irritated scowl on his face.

Damians P.O.V

"hey drake"

"ya little D" I scowl at the nickname but it kind of warms my heart everytime I hear it

"um can I…uh" I stutter, I never stutter

"can you what?" he smirks he already knows the answer to my question but wants to hear me say it. screw him

"can i….Sleep here tonight?" I say quietly afrai if I speak any louder I might offend him, I feel a blush creep onto my cheeks

"Of course little D!" he put on another one of those signature smirks he takes the mug out of my hands and placing both our mugs on his night stand he pulls the covers over him and pats the spot beside him

"come on little D I wont bite" I crawl into the bed beside him my blanky clutched close to me as I got into the bed he turns off the lamp on his night stand and wraps an arm around my waist I shift a little so I could cuddle with him "will you still be here in the morning when I wake up" I find myself asking

"of course" I see a small smile on his face

Tims P.O.V

"Of course" I smile at the question "Night little D sleep tight". Damian shifts a little and brings his blanket out to wrap around both of us. That just melts my insides

"I love you damian" I find myself saying

"I…I love you too dra-tim" I smile this is the first time he has ever called me by my first name. sleep tight little brother, sleep tight"

Damians P.O.V

Inside I feel betrayed I hate Grayson for doing this to me! Time my ass that's a load of bull shit! Grayson if you want an enemy then…

…You just made one