Leaving

Leaving Part 1

Jason and Y/N had a relationship that could be described in one word: leaving. It first started when they were both street kids. Y/N family was either dead or in jail. There she meet Jason as both were running from the cops. Y/N had stolen some bread when she thought no one was looking, Jason took some hot pizza from next door.

The two of them were 12 and running. Jason saw her and ran with her figuring if he out ran her, then the cops would be more concern with her. Y/N wasn't stupid and knew what his trick was. Instead she darted into the alley and quickly pulled him by his hoodie. There they went into an abandoned building. Both went stumbling back onto the dirty ground. Him from the sudden change in direction and her due to the change in motion from two bodies.

Y/N called this her abandoned home. The cops had run passed thinking they went further down the alley. She kicked a broken chair towards Jason and told him to sit down. They split the pizza and bread. Both said they don't trust each other. Afterall first rule on the streets is trust no one. Instead choosing to eat while eyeing each other.

Yet after that, they kept running into each other. It wasn't long before Jason would start crashing at her abandoned building. For once Y/N didn't kick him out like the other kids. She was young and didn't want to admit she was developing a crush. Also for the first time in a long time, she didn't feel alone. Someone else was there. At night one could sleep while the other kept an eye out.

Stolen goods being shared back and forth. Neither admitting their feelings. They knew better than to get attached. It was no doubt one would eventually go to jail, just the question was who. One night Y/N thought it was Jason.

She hadn't been feeling well so Jason went out alone. He promised to be back later with some money. No doubt out stealing tires again. She fell asleep on the cold hard ground hoping tomorrow was better.

Only it wasn't because he didn't come home. She talked to some mutual friends the next day asking if any had seen him. Rumors were he was last seen stealing the batman's tires. Bets were on him in jail. Too scared to find out for sure, she went about her day believing Jason left.

A few weeks later, she was surprised to see Robin hanging out in her area with food. Her mouth watered, but she couldn't trust him. After all his boss Batman was the reason the closet thing she had to a friend was gone.

"Never did trust anyone, did you" Was Robin's response to her holding back near the door.

With that he took his mask off to reveal he was Jason. She ran up and hugged him in excitement. They sat down to eat as he told her everything. Even though Batman said to tell no one, he could trust her. Something about her made him trust her from the beginning.

When he was having a slow night, he would break away from Batman and find her. There they talked about life. He told her all about school and she gave the latest street gossips. Sometimes she even heard information that helped him on a case. Batman or Alfred must have had an idea about her, because Jason always had hot food for her.

One night though, he came to the building to find a note in her messy handwriting instead of her.

Jason,

Sorry if you came all the way here. I got caught by the cops and got put into foster care. Doubt I will be with the same family as I am now by the time you get this. Hope to see you again"

-Y/N

Jason took the note and put it in his belt. He would see later if Alfred would help him track her down. He wanted to make sure she was okay. It was what friends do, or that's what he told himself.

He was able to hack into the city records and find where she went. He wrote her a note and stuck it on her window. It became their thing. No matter which foster home she was at, a note found it's way there. They never saw each other anymore, but kept the friendship up by notes.

Alfred made a comment one night how cute it was Jason was writing love notes. He rebuked it since she was just his friend. The argument ended when Bruce walked in. Both with the unspoken promise not to tell Bruce, since he would be mad someone knew Jason's secret identity.

Y/N figured someone knew about her as sometimes the notes were accomplished with food. One night Jason wrote that he helped make the cookies. They were burnt but Y/N loved them just the same. For her Jason was the one constant thing in her ever changing life. His letter went with her no matter where she went.

Jason kept her notes in a box under his bed with a picture of the two of them he got off security footage. He figure Bruce would give him some privacy so it was safe there. He wished he could take more time after patrol to actually get to talk to her face to face.

The next time he was able to, was when she was wandering the streets, no doubt on the run from whatever home she was staying at. Someone tried to grab her. He quickly swept in to help, although she had managed to get a few punches on the guy.

"If you gave me a few more seconds I would have had him." she complained while he was helping her wipe off some blood from a cut.

"Sure and you happened to see his knife too." He shot back.

"Eh" was her respond.

The rest of the night the two of them talked like old times. He told her funny stories from living with Bruce. She just sat there and listened, happy for her friend. Unfortunately the night had to end when Jason got called back to the cave.

"See you around right" He said as he left to leave.

"Yeah." Those were the last words the two of them heard from each other.

The next thing she heard about Jason was when he left a note saying he was going to look for his. A few weeks later, Alfred came by when no one was home to tell her Jason was gone. She cried and cried in front of a stranger because the only person she could ever trust in life was gone. No one was there anymore for her. Even Alfred left after a while to go back to back to the manor.

No one, minus the butler knew about her, so technically she was not invited to the funeral. That is okay though because there was a tree far enough away to watch and not be seen. She stayed there for hours until Bruce finally left. Then she went down and talked to the grave as if Jason could hear her.