The UnTamed

CH 6

Everything changes with time.

As did Astraea and Damian relationships at the ripe age of 14 and 15, both together and apart.

Apart.

Damian had received more siblings, the newest addition being Signal and aka Duke Thoman, rounding up the official Wayne children to Seven: one daughter and six sons. Unoffically there were nine Wayne children, two more unofficial daughters which Mr.Wayne couldn't claim due to their parents still being alive and coherent/sane. But they were Mr. Wayne's daughters and Damian's siblings nonetheless. Damian's relationship with his siblings (mostly Tim) was tumultuous and unruly, but over time, they changed. He settled and started to love tolerate his siblings.

He also developed a friendship with a boy named John Kent. (His only friend besides Asta). Even with time, Damian still found relating to his peers difficult, but after acquiring John, he stopped trying to. Damian had grown; Damian had changed, but he was still the same.

Astraea was still on the streets, but that's because she wanted to be. Damian set up and gave her codes to a few safe houses that his family rarely, if ever, used. Which she, in turn, rarely used. The 'gang' she accidentally started was far more structured and efficient than before, networking in a way that helped the most people. Her group had become a well-known secret in the lower and poorer parts of Gotham and had even extended to the outside of the city.

Despite her growing connections, Asta still held that Damian was her only friend, even if he was hesitant to claim her himself. Damian was still teaching her. She did well in math, history, and science but still struggled with reading and writing below her grade level; she was trying. Astraea had grown and changed, but like Damian, she was still the same.

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Damian sighed as he flopped on the bed. Things at the manor had been tense and uncomfortable due to Batman digging into a human trafficking ring. Pair that with a shitty day at school. He didn't want to deal with anything or anyone. One quick message to Alfred later, and he was cozying it up in one of his safe houses with no expectations of him until evening. He could do what he pleased by himself, and right now, all he wanted to do was sleep. Taking a quick shower, washing the day's disgust, he climbed right back in bed and away from the world just like he wanted.

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Hours later, he woke up to Find Asta lying in bed eating grapes in the nude. Body-grown Asta was no longer the little girl, now growing into her more womanly curves.

Growing up within the League of Assassins led to Damian being taught differently. The League had different approaches to things. While joining his new family changed some views, others stayed the same. For example, nudity was common in the League and not something to be ashamed or disgusted by. He was made familiar with the male and female body at a very young age. And this upbringing did lead to Damian's comfort with Asta.

Asta was raised as and always nude for her abilities. She found it refreshing not having to cover up due to someone else's shame, disgust, and arousal. He was refreshing. And that's why moments like this could happen. Unlike the rest of the world, Damian could control himself and see her as just her.

"Hello," Asta says as she notices him awake and staring at her.

"What time is it?"

"6:36. You've got time" Damian sat up, giving a 'TT' as he checked his phone and found a slow of messages from his brother Dick and missed a call. " I put it on silent. You looked like you needed sleep." He nodded in thanks. " What's got you more uptight than usual?"

"human trafficking"

"The homeless, right?" Damian wasn't surprised Asta knew she worked more closely with people than his family(those below the elite, that is). This often permitted her to receive information quicker than the bats and even get details they'll never know. Such knowledge was an asset that Damian used for his own cases but did not share with his family. He didn't want to. He was selfish.