Author's Note: This is an interesting one that popped into my brain when my brother said that I was most like Robin from Young Justice. Yeah, but I think this one is fun so here goes. I own nothing.

Secrets

1. Bats and birds

Robin had been at this for a long time, four full years of fighting the worst of the worst baddies ever. But the biggest thing Robin did was keep secrets. In the bat cave was the only time secrets got to be revealed. Robin arrived back in the cave and hopped out of the batmobile. Batman was a bit more sedate than Robin as he exited the car. Robin bounded over to the case where they kept their suits and carefully removed the mask, revealing a pair of deep blue eyes. Batman smiled slightly and spoke.

"You did well tonight Robin. You need to work on your front flips, I saw you almost botch that landing after you almost got caught by Ivy's plant." Robin nodded and took off the cape. Batman patted Robin on the shoulder.

"Get some sleep, we have a charity event to attend this afternoon. I believe Alfred has already picked out our outfits." An old English voice echoed down the stairs.

"I have in fact done so Master Bruce. They are waiting for you in your respective rooms." Robin grinned and grabbed the robe that hung next to the case and walked up the stairs grinning at Alfred as he patted Robin on the shoulder.

Once back in the room Robin threw the robe onto a chair and began to unwrap the bandages that were wrapped around her chest. She breathed a sigh of relief and pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants. She flopped down onto the bed and fell asleep almost as her head hit the pillow.

Meanwhile Bruce sat in the cave and watched the footage from the fight. Alfred sighed and brought him a cup of coffee.

"You really should take your own advice master Bruce." Bruce nodded and took the coffee. He kept watching the screen.

"There, freeze image." The image on the screen froze on Robin flipping over a large vine that was attempting to get a hold of her. Her left hand had slipped almost off of the vine.

"Her hands were off center. That's why she almost slipped. We'll need to work on her landings." Alfred nodded and sighed.

"I still do not understand why you both insist on hiding her gender from the world." Bruce continued to examine the footage.

"It was her idea Alfred, and I fully endorse it. It is one of the best covers that she could have. Then there's the fact that it draws attention away from Bruce Wayne and Diane Grayson." Alfred nodded and handed Bruce a robe. Alfred began to make his way up the stairs when Bruce called out after him.

"It's her decision Alfred." Alfred smiled and nodded.

"I know Master Bruce. I know."

Gotham City July 3rd 10:00 am

Bruce walked down the hall of Wayne manor straightening his tie. When he reached Diane's door he knocked.

"Hang on a second." Diane called through the door. Bruce waited a few minutes then knocked again.

"Diane, we are going to be late." Bruce heard a scoff from inside the room. Then there silence for a few minutes. Bruce tapped his foot against the floor, checking his watch. He knocked again a bit more impatiently.

"Diane it wouldn't look good for us to be late to the Wayne Industry Charity Ball." He waited but there was no response. He was about to knock again when the door suddenly opened revealing Diane Grayson standing there dressed up in a deep purple dress that reached her knees. It was subtly sparkly and flowed around her legs. Her shoes were simple black pumps with small violet roses on the strap. Matching flowers were twisted into her short crop of black hair. Her blue eyes twinkled under a line of dark liner. Silver bracelets twinkled at her wrists and matching earrings hung from her ears.

"I'm ready, I'm ready. It takes time to look this good you know." Diane grinned. Bruce smiled a bit indulging his daughter. She did do quite a bit of work to keep up her cover, her sweet innocent adopted daughter of the wealthiest man in Gotham. She as Diane was Gotham City's darling, the brightest star shining from Gotham academy, the girl who spent her Saturdays volunteering wherever she was needed, and helping to untarnish the image of wealthiest man in Gotham.

"Now shall we go? Like you said it'll look bad if we're late." Bruce shook his head as Diane glided past him, she walked well in heels a difficult task even for someone with her particular skill set. Bruce shook his head she was growing up, but he knew he could still surprise her. They got into the car and Alfred drove them to the Charity ball. It was almost exactly like it had been three years ago. Three years ago, when Kid Flash had discovered Robin's true identity.