Batman's Orange Robin

Day and Night

Bruce studied his youngest son as he shoved large spoonfuls of cheerios into his mouth in a matter of seconds, unaware of the milk that dripped down his chin and his father's stare, though by this point Naruto wouldn't have noticed if Bruce had started talking. The blonde was off in his own little world thinking about his eldest brother's return a month from now, he could hardly wait. Bruce sighed, setting his black coffee and Newspaper down, there wasn't anything particularly noteworthy. Batman beat up a couple burglars; put Scarecrow behind bars for the hundredth time; saved a few dozen people from Joker's twenty-some 'misplaced' bombs and was still being called a murderer.

Okay, maybe it was a bit more busy than usual, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. Bruce supposed now was as good a time as any to start Naruto's training, plus he wouldn't have to worry about Naruto's reaction to his ..... eccentric nightlife. That was one thing he could always count on, Naruto's love for superheros.

It wasn't obsessive like his love for the salty soup Ramen, nor was it off-handed as his love for cereal. Which could be proved by the sight in front of him. Naruto found interest in each hero's fighting style, personality, morals; he'd always had a knack for reading people. It was strangely analytical of Naruto, who usually jumped head first into about anything, but he held a certain respect for these people. Most likely explained by the early memories of his parents, and their traumatizing deaths.

The uncaped crusader waited for Naruto to swallow before speaking aloud. "I want you home directly after school today." This shook Naruto from his trance as he went to protest. A bemused smile makes its way onto Bruce's face, Naruto's selective hearing never ceased to amaze him.

"But Dad!" This was another trait Naruto was well-versed in, whining. Now this was a practice you would expect of any kid, but the blonde that sat at the very expensive red oak table with Mr. Wayne seemed to know just how to phrase things to get Bruce Wayne's unusually long and experienced fuse gone in no time. "I wanted to hang out with my friends, go see a movie."

The dark haired man only raised an eyebrow, not falling for the lie, he had no doubt his son only wanted to make the long trip to the Ramen stand on the other side of Gotham, eat a few hundred bucks away, and come back in time for his poor attempt at homework and five or six hours of Samsung's 170' inch glowing box.

"Directly after school Naruto." Standing up, the blonde sighed while picking up his bowl of cereal and wiping off his chin.

"Master Naruto, the items you requested have arrived and are waiting in the car." Alfred poked his head through the kitchen door from the foyer, face calm and collected.

"Sweet!" Naruto cheered in an instant as he rushed out to the car, snatching his bag off the floor. "See ya Dad!"

Bruce watched him go before turning to Alfred. "Do I want to know?" He asked.

"No sir, I'm afraid you don't." The faithful butler left to deliver the Wayne family's newest addition to school. Bruce stood and headed towards his grandfather clock. He'd have to Naruto proof the Batcave.

Naruto must have sensed that this matter was to be taken at least half-seriously, because, for once, he was home on time. Alfred waited with Naruto in front of the grandfather clock. The blonde's face was a sight to see when the clock moved aside. Alfred guided Naruto forward and followed him down.

Shocked, Naruto followed silently, eyes as wide as saucers. The stairs led to a pathway that surrounded the caves upper walls until the walls hollowed out revealing a large space and a handful of stairways leading into darkness. He could already tell he was going to have a lot of fun exploring this place.

Alfred continued leading the blonde down the steps, ignoring the mid sized pathway, onto what could be considered the caves 'ground level'. Bruce swiveled around in the chair he resided in, leaning on one arm of the chair. He remained dressed in a light blue button up top and black work pants. He silently observed his son from his spot in front of the bat-computer, seemingly amused.

Taking in the large computer, Naruto twirled around until his eyes rested on a large glass case that held a couple different specific costumes. The blonde was effectively rendered speechless. Naruto turned to his father and opening and closing his mouth several times. After a while Bruce spoke; smirk prominent on his face.

"How do you feel about becoming the next Robin?" He asked

Naruto gave Bruce a large grin. "Is that even a question?"