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Ch.1: Chance Meetings

Jason dragged his finger around the rim of his glass, watching the bubbles in his beer rise to the surface of the mug while he rested his head on top of the bar in front of him. The amber liquid distorted the scenery behind the glass, turning the shapes and figures into lava-lamp blobs. Colors were muted and twisted into disgusting shades of their original glory. The foam at the top threatened to spill over the lip and run down the side, potentially staining the wood under the mug and making it sticky.

Looking through the mug, Jason watched the distorted figures with little interest. Bored, blue eyes watched absently while he thought his next couple of moves over in his head. How would he mess with the big, bad Bat next and how far would he be allowed to take it?

Jason sat straight again, moving his arm to rest comfortably across the wood bar in front of him. His free arm propped his head up leisurely while he looked down into his mug with his expressionless but calculating eyes.

The twenty-year-old looked sharply to the side when one of the other occupants of the bar bumped against him for the fifth time in the past couple of minutes. The guy and his buddies were watching the game on one of the many TVs, other people cheering and booing around them as they watched as well. The small eatery was loud; whoops and hollers continued on without remorse while the sounds of the game from the speakers told everyone what they wanted, or didn't want, to hear.

Jason didn't mind the hollers and the screams that never seemed to stop. He didn't mind everyone crowding into the back corner to the point everyone could barely move. He didn't mind some of the prostitutes going around and trying to hook a client, sometimes even trying to get his attention.

But he did mind that the guy beside him who lacked any and all common courtesy to his fellow man.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jason glared at the man who groped his date absently. The twenty-year-old took a sip from his glass angrily, slumping forward and raking his hand through his hair aggressively. He tried to keep his blue eyes adverted from the furious sight but he always found his eyes drifting back to the man's back.

Jason watched as the man quieted down from his whooping and leaned down to whisper something in his date's ear. The brunette nodded at him, a seductive smirk on her lips. The blonde male smirked at her before beginning to pull away, turning into the crowd to walk through it.

A smirk of his own appeared on the ebony-haired male's face. He discreetly let his leg drift out. The man, pushing past a couple of people, didn't see the rogue limb and he placed his foot on the ground in front of it. He stepped over Jason's leg with his other foot. As he pulled his first foot up, it caught the younger's limb and he quickly fell flat on his face, earning a few startled gasps over the crowd and the blonde's friends.

The twenty-year-old looked forward, a smile blossoming across his lips. He took a sip from his mug contently, discreetly bouncing his leg around as he looked at the downed blonde from the corner of his blue eyes. "Whoopsy-dazey…"

The blonde's date quickly helped her boyfriend up, asking him worriedly if he was alright. The male answered that he was fine, just a bit banged up if anything. Shaking his head, he looked to where Jason was happily staring forward at the wall, sipping at his beer with a bright expression on his face.

"Hey!" The blonde yelled over the loud ruckus, gaining the undivided attention of anyone in the vicinity and the undying support of his buddies. "Did you do that on purpose, you son of a bitch?!"

Jason casually turned to him, his little smirk still dancing across his lips. "What? Me? I would never."

"You little-" The blonde started but someone roughly grabbed his shoulder. The male turned sharply, throwing the hand off him and getting the figure behind him to take a step back as best as he could. The person behind the blonde glared at the man with contempt.

Jason recognized the figure. He had seen the other similarly aged boy sitting in the corner, typing on his laptop, hunched over, and occasionally glancing at the people in the room with irritation.

The boy was blue-eyed, like Jason, with a beanie shoved over his head and over his ears to hide his hair's original color. His electric green bangs stuck out from the beanie, getting in his face and in his eyes. He wore a long-sleeved, black t-shirt with a dark blue, leather vest over, chains and metal hooks hanging off. He also wore black jeans tucked into combat boots.

His gothic appearance stood out drastically against that of the brightly colored jerseys in the bar.

"Come on, Rob." The green-haired boy said, glaring at the blonde out of irritation. His voice was laced with the sound of a mother scolding her child. An idea sparked in the male's blue eyes and, slowly, a smile starting spreading across his face. "Crap happens, dude… I mean… Look at your face."

A chorus of started gasps rose into the air while the brunette went wide-eyed and shocked at the younger male. She mumbled "Danny…" under her breath.

Jason couldn't help but mirroring the smirk that the green-haired male was wearing, slipping it onto his own lips. He knew if he and the other boy, Danny, got out of their current situation alive (and he would make sure they did), they were going to have a long, beautiful friendship.

"You little bastard… What did you say to me?!" The blonde, Rob, yelled at the smaller male. His face was quickly turning red out of anger.

Danny grinned a little wider, a wild look flaring through his eyes as he straightened his posture up. "Ah Rob, are you going deaf on me? I just called you ugly. Do you want me to say it louder so everyone can hear?"

Jason laughed, getting a glare from Rob and the wild grin Danny wore was directed at the black-haired male.

A long, beautiful friendship…

Rob threw a punch towards Jason, blood boiling and a loud scream falling from his mouth. The former protégé of the Bat grabbed the man's fist, stopping him, and kneed him in the groin. A loud, pained gasp escaped the blonde's mouth and Jason eagerly shoved him away and into Danny.

The green-haired boy startled Jason by whipping out a knife and quickly jabbing it into Rob's shoulder.

"AAAAAHHHHHH!" Rob yelled, falling to the ground and beginning the process of bleeding out. The brunette fell down beside her date, yelling for someone to call 911. People began crowding and trying to see the damage done to the poor blonde.

Jason looked up from Rob's flailing body and turned his questioning blue eyes to Danny's form. The knife-wielding maniac looked up at him, shrugging. "What? You got two pistols on you. You could've taken a crack at him."

Wiping the blood off his knife on his pants, Danny made sure to get every last drop off so none of it would stain the flawless steel. Then he closed it and slipped it back into his pocket without a second thought. Then he fixed his vest around his body and shot another wild smile at Jason. The ebony-haired male shot his own crazy smile back.

"You little…" One of the fallen man's friends mumbled. He stood, whipping out a pistol from his waistband and aiming at Danny.

Jason was quick to react, quickly unsheathing his own pair of pistols from around his waist and quickly shooting the man. He fell, blood splattering everywhere, but the two males didn't see where the bullets entered.

As soon as the guy fell to the ground, the group that had come with Rob and Rob's buddy quickly started rallying together.

"Hey, you wanna get out of here? Maybe go somewhere quieter?" Danny asked casually, taking a few steps in the direction of the door.

Jason nodded, following the other's lead. "Yeah… I know a great place downtown, if you're up for it."

"Sounds like a plan."

The rallied troops began charging and shooting at the two offenders. Danny and Jason shot off just as quickly, barely missing the shots fired at them from the other's various guns while a couple others wielded knives and chairs like a bunch of barbarians.

The two quickly broke through one of the backdoors, running down the alley. Jason jumped up onto one of the fire-escape ladders, asking his partner-in-crime if he could jump up. Danny proved to be agile just as much as he was big-mouthed and easily followed after Jason.

While they climbed the metal staircase to the roof, the cavalry exited the bar and began shooting at them again. Some of the men tried to climb the fire-escape to catch up but their legs weren't strong enough to launch them up to the ladder hanging in the air.

As they climbed to the roof, Danny laughed and yelled up to his partner "One of them is firing blanks and he doesn't even know it! He's so stupid!"

Jason laughed too as he threw himself over the side of the rooftop, landing gracefully on his feet. Since bullets were still flying and people wanted their guts smeared across the pavement, Jason turned to help Danny over but the green-haired male turned out to be pretty strong as he, too, jumped over the side with minimal resistance.

After sharing a nod, the two began running across rooftops, getting far away from the bar as possible. They only stopped when they ran out of breath and their legs burned unbearably. Their lungs felt like they were on fire but at least they both wore crazy grins.

Panting, Danny tried to keep himself standing on his wobbling legs and held out his hand, saying "I'm Danny and you are?"

The other male copied the first's actions, straightening out and grabbing Danny's hand tightly. The two shook hands while the former protégé of the Bat answered "I'm Jason."

"Pleasure to meet you." Danny said, bowing sarcastically. He stood back up, shoving his hands in his pockets and leaning on one leg instead of the other.

Jason gave one, sarcastic, and biting laugh. "Under normal circumstances, I would've flat out disagreed. But this was such an eventful night, how could I not be the same?"

"That's the spirit!" Danny said loudly, probably waking the neighbors as he did. His hands left his pockets and were thrown into the air as he leaned back some.

Jason smirked and easily kicked one foot out from under Danny. The green-haired male fell to the ground with a yelp, landing on his backside painfully. While the ebony-haired twenty-year-old laughed, Danny stuck his tongue out while he fixed his beanie better over his head and stood up.

"So… How old are you?" Danny asked, giving the other a suspicious look while a dark smirk played across his lips.

Jason's grin fell and he asked "Why do you want to know?"

"Well… You look to be about my age and, legally, I'm not allowed in that bar or able to order alcohol because I'm twenty. But I think that rule is bogus." Danny explained, pulling out his ID and showing a credit card. "Identity theft and fake IDs are a hacker's best friends."

The resurrected male let a hollow chuckle and slipped his ID out of his pocket, showing the other felon what it said. "Well, glad we're on the same page. How could of a hacker are you?"

"Well, for starters, I'm not good. I'm the best there is. All the superheroes hate me! Actually… Everyone from every side of the law hates me because I'm just so special!" Danny replied on a chipper note, a beaming smile across his face.

Jason snorted. "Narcissistic much?"

"Aren't all of us felons narcissistic?"

"Touché."

Danny grinned, crazed, and his partner mirrored him. "What do you do, Mr. Jason?"

"I'm more of an anti-hero than a villain."

"In the hero world, there is no difference between those two."

"I'm fully aware and, frankly, I don't care what the hell they think of me." Jason retorted, a look of contempt flashing across his face irritably. His fingers ached for his guns so he could blow a scumbag's head off. He kept himself under control though, preferring to keep his day-off a day-off.

Danny bumped his shoulder against Jason's, saying "Dude, I get it. Crime is not going to end the way the heroes are taking it. If they think they can, then they're just a bunch of dreaming fools."

"They are a bunch of dreaming fools."

"And that's why the world has anti-heroes like you. They're going to be the ones that do stop crime."

Jason looked at Danny with a confused and dry look. "Did you just give me a fucking pep-talk?"

Danny scrunched his face together, thinking over the words he just said. "…I did…what possessed me so bad that I was to point where I was willing to be positive for the first time in my life?"

Jason barked a laugh while Danny, grinning small, shuddered and yelled "Be gone, ye evil ghost! How dare ye make me positive in this day of age!"

Jason calmed and wiped the tears from his eyes. "You know I wasn't kidding when I said I knew a place we could go to downtown...?"

Danny grinned wider, a bright and untamed spark in his eyes. "Do you have your fake ID ready, my good sir?"

"Always, my dear Danny. Always. But just a warning, this place has karaoke on Fridays so we might end up listening to a bunch of high bitches and drunken bastards."

"But those make the best YouTube videos!"

Laughing, the two took off running again. They raced and yelled as they ran, trying to hold a conversation while they did. Obviously, it didn't work and they got a bunch of curses from angry Gothamites. One of the two usually gave either a sarcastic remark or the bird to the angry civilian.

While patrolling, Batman tried to find the little pest he knew was in town. Danny was going to get his butt handed to him when the Dark Knight found him. He'd been trying to contact the twenty-year-old all day and he was just finding out that the male had decided to head to Gotham without so much as a warning to his almost-guardian.

Batman growled low under his breath, looking every which way. His ears picked up the indescribable sound of laughing and he breathed a sigh.

What was he going to find this time? Kids getting high? Maybe drunk? Maybe even something a little more creative than that?

Taking off, Batman tracked down the sound of the two laughing voices. He vaguely recognized them but he couldn't tell for sure who they were. As he got closer to his destination, he noticed that the two were moving and quickly. He spotted the two forms jumping across rooftops, running in the direction of the downtown area.

He was ready to shoot a net at the two but he recognized the laugh that fell from one of them.

…Jason?

While the one Batman recognized at his deranged Robin, the other retorted with something and the Dark Knight's eyes went very wide.

Danny?!

The two easily yelled at each other, occasionally screaming and cursing at another Gothamite that let their voice be heard. It only brought amusement to the two as they continued on with their loud, obnoxious conversation on what they were going to do at their destination.

Batman trailed the two for awhile and found he was on the way to one of Jason's favorite hangouts. By that point, he stopped and thought over the idea of continuing his trailing and his spying.

He found himself sighing and turning on his heel, answering the call of a simple scream of a girl in the distance instead of bothering with the two wayward boys.

The Dark Knight was willing to let them be themselves for the night.

But just for the night.

Because who doesn't want Jason and Dark-Net Danny to meet~?

Well, here's that one-shot I really wanted to do! It was so much fun because they both have such big mouths! It's so much fun to do!

This takes place two years after Dark-Net and one year after Borderline, which is why Danny is twenty and his bangs are green instead of blue or red. For Jason, this takes place after the movie/comic and after a few other confrontations. I will eventually get around to continuing the story but don't expect anything till, like, the end of July. My summers make me a busy person.

...Those two were so made to meet. XD