I'll Be There In A Flash (Kid Flash X Robin)

Chapter Four

Richard's POV

It's finally Saturday, the day of reckoning. It had been a long week for me since Bruce left for his business meeting. I've had to check in on the Cafe every day after school, making sure that nothing was out of the ordinary. Artemis kept hounding me on dressing up for the party tonight, something about getting our nails done at the mall. I honestly shuddered at the thought, choosing to just claim that I didn't have any free time to join her. But I quickly made it up to her by letting her choose my outfit out for tonight, her wanting to help me please my "Gentleman Caller".

Speaking of my "Gentleman Caller", Wally kept finding me in the hallways and in class. I was a bit annoyed at first by his constant need to talk to me, but after getting to know him I found myself liking him more and more. We talked about a multitude of things, ranging from our love of sports, video games, food, and what we planned to do with our lives.

I'm not sure how this particular topic came up, but we then discussed about our sexual preference towards men. I didn't want to say anything, after all I am Bruce Wayne's, billionaire extraordinaire, adopted son. Any dirt on me would immediately be used against us. But with Wally, I didn't really feel that way.

"Young Master Richard," Alfred calls from the hallway, knocking on my door quietly, "I do believe it is time to pick up Mistress Artemis from her home."

Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I take a deep breath before responding. "Thank you, Alfred. I'll be down shortly."

I continue to look at my reflection, trying to find any faults in my appearance. I'm dressed in black sneakers, black jeans, a blue hoodie, and black sunglasses.

Artemis had done some "research" into what Wally liked in a man, and by "research" I mean breaking and entering his room during a school day and going through his magazines. She said, and I quote, "You won't believe what kind of kinks he likes. It's a good thing you have a feminine body, if not you would never be able to pull off a lab coat."

Let's just say I bought a lab coat the very next day.

"Young Master Richard? Is everything alright?" I snap out of my day dreaming to see Alfred standing in the doorway with a concerned look.

Giving him a smile, I nod while taking a deep breath. "Yeah, how do I look?" Despite the fact that Bruce is always out in fancy clothing, Alfred is the true gentleman of fashion. "I mean, not that I care. Why would I care? It's a just a party, a party that Artemis is making me go to! I don't even want to go! It doesn't matter at all, I'll be fine. Maybe I can just skip and-"

"Young Master." I shut up immediately at Alfred's kind voice. As if understanding why I'm so nervous, he simply smiles. "You look, as my old chaps would say, dashing." He walks over and fixes my shirt collar before brushing invisible dust off my shoulders. "Just breath, and you will be fine."

I feel myself starting to relax at Alfred's words of reassurance. "Okay," I say, rolling my shoulders, "I can do this...." Smiling, I give Alfred an appreciative look. "Thank you, Alfred."

"Please, Young Master." He starts, nodding his head slightly. "I am simply one Hell of a butler."

----TIME SKIP----

So....This party sucks.

First off, when Artemis and I got there, there was a cluster fudge of sweaty bodies dancing in the living room. It wasn't even a small room, so there was no reason for so many people to just conjugate together where it was almost impossible for people to move. There dancing was even that good, it was basically just people constantly dry humping each other with look of constipation that was, apparently, supposed to be pleasure.