Can I still call you superman? Chapter one

Hey guys! This is my first young justice fanfic so it might not be very good but I'd appreciate the reviews! Please do correct me if I get something wrong (but only if it's not explained later, I do have Robin's past a bit different but it's explained in later chapters.) I've only just started watching the series and I'm in love with it, but I don't know everything! (I'm like on episode 4 or 5 ha!) I also am making Robin named Tim instead of Dick. Please don't be mad! Anyway, please enjoy!

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The mission had gone terribly wrong and it was all my fault, I knew it was. Robin always told me not to blame myself for things like this, but this one I couldn't help it.

It was supposed to be a simple mission, get the information, get out. Then the Joker showed up. We didn't know he was coming, he didn't even have business being in Gothem like we were. The guy knocked me down for a second before taking Robin out with some type of gas. I don't quite remember what he called it. Forgass?

Not to mention, being on the outskirts of Gothem, there was a snowstorm so bad we had to stop and take cover. Now we were stuck in a cave with a huge stone shoved in front of the entrance and it didn't look like the snow was letting up anytime soon.

Luckily, seeing as Robin's fingers were turning a bright red, I had finally gotten my heat vision and was able to create a fire with some sticks I found in the back of the cave. It still worried me though, the way my friends breath was short and his body shaking. He'd been out for nearly an hour before I grabbed him, pulling him onto my lap and hoping my inhuman body heat would help him stabilize his own body heat.

Ten minutes later the younger boy in my arms fidgeted and I couldn't help but smile because he was alright.

"Robin, hey Rob, can you move?"

The boy wonder groaned, his nose twitching slightly. "'M sleepy." He mumbled, nusling his face into my neck. I found the gesture a bit odd, but said nothing of it. "And you're warm." I chuckled. Of course I was warm, I was always warm. The laughter however seemed to wake Robin up, causing the boy to shove himself back, his eyebrows lifted and fists ready to fight.

He didn't seem to know who I was.

"Who are you?" Robin cried, confirming my suspicions.

I was confused though. The joker must have used a gas to erase his memory. I stood slowly as to not scare him. I watched Robin reach for his utility belt he wore all the time, even when in his civilian clothes (which we were in). "Robin, don't do anything rash. I'm Superboy." That only made him more cautious. I was still confused. "Robin, what do you remember?"

"What do you mean what do I remember? I remember going after the Joker with Batman, the clown took me out." Robin answered and I could tell he was narrowing his eyes behind his glasses. "Who are you?"

My eyebrows pulled together. "Robin you don't work with Batman anymore. We work for him. You and I work on a team called Young Justice. Batman and the Justice League gives us missions, we go on them. Do you remember any of this?"

Though a bit more relaxed at the mention of working with the Justice League, Robin shook his head. "Why can't I remember? I remember everything else." He said, plopping himself down next to me. His eyes trailed up to mine. "You said your name is Superboy?" I nodded. "Didn't know Superman had a son."

A son? I frowned deeply.

"He doesn't." Robin looked confused. "I'm a clone of him. Camdus created me 9 months ago."

Robin contemplated the idea before nodding. "Makes sense I guess. More sense than Superman having a son. You got a name, Superboy?"

Though I'd woken up 9 months ago and had been given information from telepathic creatures, I still didn't quite understand somethings the humans did. I was confused. He had just said my name, why ask me what it was if he already knew? "My name is Superboy." I told him, receiving a frown in return. "What is it? Is this a bad name?"

Robin chuckled and I found myself enjoying the sound.

He shook his head, looking up at me. "No I mean a real name. Like," He paused, giving me a strange look. "Can I trust you?"

"Of course, with your life."

He nodded and leaned back. "Then I'll tell you my name. I'm Tim, but my pseudo is Robin. Just like Batman isn't always Batman and Superman isn't always Superman."

"Like Superman's name is Clark?"

"Yes!" Robin nodded. "Sooooo. What's your name?"

I shrugged. "I don't have one." He looked at me with a sad look. I didn't like that, it tugged at my chest and I frowned, trying to explain. "No one gave me on. You, Wally and Kaldur found me and took me in. But I'm just a clone. I don't have a name. I don't understand a lot of things humans do." Robin still looked confused. "You are not happy."

"Just confused." He said. "So you're kind of like Starfire."

My eyes widened. "You remember the Titans?"

"Course." Robin laughed, nodding his head. "I was part of the team before I went back to work with Batman. Starfire was an alien like Superman. Though she hated to admit it, she usually didn't understand what we did either."

I frowned. "I also don't get... what do you call them... moments? I don't know when to act the right way." At his confused look, I tried to elaborate, explaining the best I could. "I know when others are angry and I know when I am angry. It's other emotions though that trouble me. I have those emotions, like happiness and joy, but I don't know when to express them." I paused, hoping he was starting to understood. He motioned for me to continue. "With your jokes for example. I find things amusing, but I never know when or if I am supposed to laugh. Some things are also strange to me. Smiling for example. I can smile, but it seems foreign to me. I never know when the right 'moment' to smile is. It confuses me sometimes."

"What about love?" Robin asked.

I was confused...again. I'd heard the word before and I'd seen the movies and books, but I had always been to embarrassed to ask what it was. "Love? I do not know much about that emotion."

Ro... Tim, was taken aback. He seemed flustered, his cheeks a bright pink.

"Something is wrong." I said again.

"No... I mean. I just thought that we... that you and I..." His race got even redder and he fidgeted with his fingers. "I thought we were boyfriends. You were holding me... I mean I was." He chuckled, rubbing the back of his head. "Sorry, I sound like an idiot. I guess I was wrong."

My eyebrows pulled together. "We are indeed friends and boys. I do not understand this term."

Tim chuckled. "No I mean. Well let's go back to the love thing. Love is an emotion a person feels for another. There are a lot of types of love like the love for a mate, parent or friend. The one you feel for a mate is usually called True love. Love is that fluttering you get in your stomach when you see them smile. Love is... when you want nothing but to make them happy. Love is when you can't breath because that one person just takes your breath away."

"That seems dangerous." I mumbled, causing Robin to chuckle.

I couldn't help but wonder though. I felt all those things towards the boy next to me. I hadn't known what the feeling was however so I pushed it away. I hid it.

My heart pounded when I saw the boy wonder. I loved to see his smile, hear his laugh. He was the only one I could trust completely. Him and Kaldur. Don't get me wrong though, I trust the rest of the team, but not like I do Robin. Was that love? Did that mean I loved Robin? Tim?

"Conner?"