Shades Of Red (Jason todd/Red hood fanfic)

Chapter 1- I'm Here

I looked around the two bedroom one bath apartment, there was a couch and T.V. a few feet from a kitchen bar and very little decoration anywhere.

"Well this is the place umm, theres some food in the fridge and the T.V. has cable, The internet works a couple hours a day around 4 and 8 at night. There are padlocks on the front door so you can lock it at night, umm. Your room is on the left and the bathroom is in between the bedrooms."

I nodded and looked around the bedroom, There was already a bed and dresser, I smiled to see the walls were blank. I looked at the Dark haired boy standing behind me. "So Jason do you have any "House" rules?" I asked smiling and putting air qoutes around house. His facial expression didn't change.

"Not really I work at nights so I won't be around and I usually sleep during the day so you kinda get the run of the place, just don't go into my room."  He looked down at the floor, "Also rent isn't much so I can cover it myself as long as you can get the food."

I nodded "Sure, but I wouldn't know what to get." He shrugged "I can make a list of stuff I like."  I looked out the small barred window. " Okay, I guess I'll just leave you alone then."I said picking up a few boxes. "Would you like some help unpacking?" He looked up his green eyes looking into mine.

"Uh, uh sure I mean if it's not much trouble." He shook his head, "No I won't be able to go back to sleep anyways." He picked up one of the bigger boxes and walked into my room. I sighed and walked in behind him.

We worked in silence me hanging up clothes and folding things in the dresser. Jason unpackeed my red bed sheets and started to make it. I watched silently as he reached across the corners his shirt was tight and showed that he was definantly strong and had big muscles . He looked up at me and I quickly pretended to fold clothes.

I heard a box open and looked over. "Do you want me to hang these on the walls?" He had opened my art box and a small stack of drawings was in his hand. "Sure theres a box of tacks in there.' He nodded and dug through. I finished with my clothing and moved onto another box full of art.

"You're really good." I stopped setting up my easel "Uh, thanks. I was hoping I might be able to start selling and get some money in my pocket. "Well I'll be your first Gotham buyer. How much for this one." I looked at the picture he was holding up and I blushed.

It was a small painting of the latest red hood with fire on his side. "You lilke the Red Hood?' I asked taking the picture from his hand. "Yeah I think he's pretty badass sometimes." I smiled 

"How about 20 bucks' I said handing the picture back. "No, this is better than 20 bucks I'll give you 50." I opened my mouth to protest but he held out a couple 20's and a 10. "Umm thanks I guess."

I pointed to the box. "Theres a couple more of him in there if you want to look through them." He nodded and set the picture on the bed beside the box. He took out a stack of the drawings and sat down.

"Wow, these are really damn good, I mean you show him a lot different than other people." I smiled.

"I don't mean to sound like a nerd but I think people misunderstand him, I mean others see a villian killing other villians to be on top but, I think he's just a person trying to be noticed and get someones attention for someone, I don't know why but I think he's actually a really good guy.'

Jason nodded and a watch on his wrist beeped. "Aw sorry I got to go. I won't be back until the morning so keep the door locked and don't open it for anyone.Also your not a nerd just...got a interesting view of him." I nodded and watched him leave the room. I finished unpacking before I noticed he left the picture on my bed.

I layed it on the nightstand and got out my computer. The clock said 7:45 and I opened my email and started one.

Hey Mom,

I know you won't read this but I said I would write you everyday. So I'm Here. In gotham, it's a lot like New York but a bit more dangerous. My roomate is alright and seems like they could protect me if someone tried to get me. I have all my art and will be going to find some place to start selling tommorrow. I know you don't care about what happens to me but I think it's best you know I got here. I'm here, actually here.

Love you lots,

Laivey