Part Nine

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You met Damian at the flag post he had his emotionless face on. Damian straightened his posture as you walked towards him.

"I'm afraid I cannot have you over for tutoring this afternoon for I do not know how my father may punish me." He said formally, you nodded understandingly, you had an idea and searched your back pack for a pen and paper.

"My mom is catering a wedding in keystone city tonight and tomorrow if your dad lets you, you could come over." You found a slip of paper and a pencil and wrote down your number so he could text + call you.

"Here. Text me if you can" you smiled as you slipped him the paper. He smiled back at you. The Wayne limo drove up the same way it did yesterday and you and Damian said you fair wells before you both had to head home.

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Alfre pennyworth pulled out of the school pick up zone with Bruce Wayne's son in the far back. He rolled down the window and spoke to Damian;

"So master Damian, I was informed you got in a fist fight this afternoon"

"I believe you were informed correctly" Damian crossed his arm and huffed.

"May I ask why?" Questioned the aging butler. Damian regarded out his window and took a few moments to reply.

"A boy said some rude comments about y/n and father. I had to stand my ground!" His voice increased.

"I'm coming to an assumption you have some affection for this girl, y/n?" Damian felt something dropped on his stomach and his ears felt hot.
"No-I, ugh, perhaps I have some rather different feeling for the girl but nothing serious." He stated compressing his emotions.

"All in good time master Damian, all in good time."

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