Author's Note: I'm sorry for the long wait but here you go at last, the second part to Color Me Blue! I was overwhelmed at the response to this fic and I of course had to write a second chapter for all of you lovely readers. Enjoy! ;)

Warning: Graphic sexual content, non-graphic violence/mentions of violence, language, and this is a slash! M/M. Don't like it? Don't read it.

Disclaimer: I wish these were my characters but they're not... *sigh*

Third POV

Jason screamed; his skin stretched and his bones shifted and cracked as his lungs burnt, kicking and clawing at the air. The bright green acid of the Lazuras Pit blinded him and burned deep into his flesh as he cried out in agony. Stumbling blindly, he desperately thrashed out of the pit, ripping off his bandages as he went, climbing his way out and ignoring all the screams of protest. Fury and pain clouded his mind as he took off, running in any way he could to escape Rahs Aghul...

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...That was two weeks ago, and Jason was just now beginning to have a clear mind. Flashes of memories kept sprouting up in his mind and it was all so much, too overwhelming. Snapshots of his life before he had died flared up and there were still bits and pieces missing, and still a thirst for blood brewing in his gut. From the time he had woken up in the pit until now, Jason couldn't remember any of it. It was all a flash of black, and he couldn't dwell on what he might have done.

Only a few days ago had Jason woken up in a cave outside a small village. Snow was falling down outside as he huddled up in what he assumed was stolen clothing, trying to get warm. Inside his mind was a waging war against the effects from the pit and the old Jason, both vying for control. His whole body ached and burned, and it hurt too much to move for a long period of time. For a few days he stayed in that cave holed up trying to fight off his pain and to stay warm. Eventually the need for food and water drew him out into the untouched white landscape.

For a few moments he stood there, frozen in awe at the beauty around him. Mountains loomed in the distance, jagged and dusted with white. The sun was just beginning to rise as beautiful shades of orange, pink, and yellow swirled together just over the horizon as the dark sky up above began to slowly recede. Pure white blanketed the hills and ground as Jason crunched his way through to the small village nestled in the valley. Jason was suddenly struck with the thought that for some reason colors were very important to him and that they meant a great deal as he gawked at the world around him.

Except he couldn't figure out why they were so important.

Every time he tried to remember, thinking so hard as to why the colors of the world had meant so much, he would simply get frustrated and give up. Unable to remember much of the few years before he died, Jason tried not to think about it, knowing that at some point he would remember. Although there was this nagging thought that it was too important to forget, something that had changed his life.

The sun had already risen into the sky by the time Jason made his way down to the village. Luckily there were a few shops and outside markets starting to open. Unfortunately, he had no money, but had to eat. Through some miracle he managed to steal some fruit, a little bit of cured meat, and some bread without being caught. However, he stopped dead in his tracks when he came to what appeared to be a hand woven rug shop.

There, hanging in the front window, was a very expensive looking rug. The deep blue was woven in with different silvers and blacks. That shade of blue seemed so, familiar. It was strange for a color to seem so important as he took a step closer, head tilting to the side. His heart ached as he examined it... And then all of the memories came flooding back as he doubled over, clutching at his head in pain.

Jason remembered. He remembered why colors were so important; because not everyone could see them. He remembered Bruce and Alfred and how he had been adopted. He remembered being Robin and dying, but most importantly, he remembered his soul mate.

Richard John Grayson.

"Oh no" Jason muttered to himself, just now realizing there was a slight pressure on the inside of his wrist.

People were staring at him now, and Jason decided to get out of there as quickly as possible as he stumbled away. His mind clouded and filled with incomprehensible feelings. Trekking back up to his cave, tears stung at the corners of his eyes. All of the pain and grief Dick must have felt. He must have felt so lost and depressed without Jason there... Oh god what had happened to Dick? Was he alright?

More memories came tumbling back in as he climbed back into the cave, huddling back up in the corner as he openly cried. Richard John Grayson was his soulmate ever since he was fourteen. The big book of colors, the paints, the love... He remembered it all. Bringing up his wrist, Jason stared at it and debated whether or not to reply. Different words were being traced there, most of them Jason wasn't able to decipher except for one; 'I love you'.

Right when he was about to trace a reply, Jason stopped short. What if Dick had already moved on? Would he even want Jason anymore after what had happened? There was no telling what he looked like, would Dick even still want him if he looked like Frankenstein's monster? Really Jason already knew all of the answers, but he chose to ignore it for the time being. First he had to find a way back to America before he made any sort of decision.

It took a lot of walking and haggling, but eventually Jason found a way to get back to the USA. It wasn't easy or cheap but it was all worth it. By the time he had arrived, his mind had started to get even clearer as he remembered more of the smaller details. The way Dick's hair curled behind his ears, the way he looked when he threw his head back in laughter, how beautiful his smile was, and how his eyes sparkled when he looked at Jason.

All those snapshots in time made his heart ache.

Jason was struck with a problem however when he got smuggled back into the country; he had no idea where Dick actually was. For some reason the younger knew his predecessor wasn't in Gotham. There was this burn in his chest, this urge to find Dick that he just couldn't ignore. Oh a whim he decided to follow it, eager to see what his mate looked like.

Within a matter of days of arriving Jason found himself in Blüdhaven, and at first he thought this wasn't the right place, until he talked up a few street thugs at a dive bar and discovered that this was Nightwing's city. He was in Dick's city. Jason had a hard time breathing and holding himself together at the unbearable amount of want and longing that was burning a hole in his chest to be so close to Dick, and yet...

Jason couldn't bring himself to seek him out.

Honestly, it wouldn't be that hard. All he'd have to do is go climb onto a rooftop and wait there and eventually they'd find each other. Hell, Dick probably knew Jason was here, could feel it, but he didn't want to disappoint his mate. Jason wasn't the same, he could feel it. There was anger, bitterness, and hatred boiling in his blood and he didn't know if Dick would want to take the time to unravel all the damage that had been done.

First, he had to make sure Dick wanted him back.

With a newfound determination he set about getting a place to call 'home', which meant that he needed money. How would he get money? Jason couldn't exactly go apply for a normal job considering he was 'dead', so what could he do? Well, it wasn't exactly the best idea he's ever had but, it'd have to do.

The Red Hood was Jason's ticket to making himself feel worthy, except maybe it only did the opposite. He tried to be good and he tried to keep the bloodlust to himself, but sometimes he'd slip up. In all reality Jason himself didn't care, the people he killed were all rapists, human traffickers, and pedophiles. It's not like the world needed anymore of them, anyway. Except he knew Dick wouldn't approve, and the thought of Dick turning him aside because of it caused a whole new wave of pain to crash through him.

For almost a week Jason was able to go around doing his thing without even catching a glimpse of Nightwing, but that all changed one night. He had just finished bagging up some thugs for a rival gang, managing not to shoot anyone, and had just left when something in him made him look back. It was completely worth it.

Jason crouched down on the edge of the roof, peering down at the black and blue clad vigilante in the dim light from the street lamps. Nightwing was checking over Jason's work, and the Red Hood started to shake as tears threatened to fall. There he was, his mate, just as gorgeous as ever. Jason ached to go down there and sweep him off his feet, but couldn't bring himself to.

Registering different things about his mate, Jason watched him from the shadows. His new costume was very flattering and he liked it a little too much. Dick's black hair was still long and shaggy, just the way he liked it. Heart constricting tightly in his chest, Jason forced himself to leave so Dick wouldn't find him. It got harder every day to keep his distance.

When it got to be a little over two months since he had gotten resurrected, Jason was still doing what he did every day; do some jobs and stalk Dick. Really it was a little too easy, but maybe that was because his mate was doing it on purpose. It seemed all the younger did was follow the older around, trying to keep from being seen.

Curiously, he found out Dick worked at the police station, and there wasn't much to do when Dick was there so that was his time to find out where his next paycheck would be coming from. Then at around six PM his mate would leave the station and walk home. It was around five or six blocks there, and Jason followed him along the rooftops as discreetly as he could.

The pain in his chest only grew the longer he watched his love silently. It seemed Dick had given up on finiding him and the messages on his wrist had stopped. Except sometimes late at night there'd be a heart being traced into his skin there on a constant loop until his mate fell asleep. It was fucking torture. Yet, Jason couldn't blame anyone but himself. He knew he was just hurting the both of them, but he couldn't reveal himself to Dick because his mate wouldn't like what he'd see. Jason was caught in this loop of self loathing and hatred and unworthiness that kept going and going. It didn't seem to have an end...

Until Jason slipped up.

Stars sprinkled the night sky, shining and shimmering in the dark alongside the glow of the moon. Dick looked beautiful, sitting there on the ledge not five feet away. Somehow Jason had managed to sneak up behind him and hide behind an air duct, studying his mate silently. It was the closest they'd ever been since Jason's return. Dick's chin was resting on a bent knee, eyes cast up towards the sky. His brilliant blue eyes closed, breathing deep in through his nose.

Jason startled as Dick suddenly spoke "I know you're there, Jason."

Shit. Internally he was freaking out; not sure whether to respond, ignore him, or just run away. Considering he was frozen in shock, Dick just kept talking "Is there a reason why you won't just come to me? And instead you just follow me around, stalking me?"

Then there were tears running down his predecessor's cheek and Jason went into action before he could stop himself, stepping out into the open and muttering "I didn't know if you still wanted me."

"Little Wing" Dick sighed sadly, those two small words all it took to break him, "No Jay, Jason come here."

Allowing himself to be dragged closer, Jason sighed as he was dragged into Dick's warm chest. He felt and smelt so familiar that it hurt as he nuzzled into the older man's neck. Dick ran a hand through his hair, whispering sweet things to him as he pressed kisses to the side of his face.

"Why on earth would I not want you? You're my soulmate."

"I-I, I don't know" was all he managed, too shocked and surprised to say anything else and all of his excuses and defenses died unspoken on his lips.

Dick was crying too now as salty tears rolled down his gorgeous face. It felt surreal, like if either of them blinked or breathed the other would disappear like a waft of smoke in the wind. Cradling him close, the older man simply pressed his face to the other's neck as he let go. Dick let go of all of his pent up anger, bitterness, sorrow, and grief. Sobs bubbled up and wracked his body as now Jason grabbed a hold of him and cradled him close, his heart throbbing in its confines as he tried to reign in his own tears, but to no avail.

Not even bothering to ask, Jason stood up and carried Dick bridal style. The older man however wrapped himself around the other like a starfish. Arms circling around his neck and strong legs around his midsection. Jason simply put an arm to his lower back before taking off into the night, heading towards where he knew Dick's apartment was.

Emotion sizzled beneath his skin as they drew closer, Jason's heart beating so rapidly it threatened to burst from his scarred chest. He wasn't sure what to do. On one hand he loved Dick, loved him so much it fucking hurt, but he didn't know if he could do this. The anger and bitter hatred was always there, swirling in his mind with the lust for violence and death. Yet, it seemed like being around his mate calmed the storm, but Jason didn't want to take the chance.

He couldn't hurt Dick.

However, as Jason opened the window and stepped inside, his plan to dump his mate there and bolt didn't exactly work. As soon as Dick was set down, he grabbed handfuls of Jason's shirt and pushed him up against the wall beside the open window. Determination and love churned in those gorgeous blue eyes as Dick murmured "Jason, you're not going anywhere. You're not running away, you're staying right here with me, where you belong."

Jason's hands trembled with emotion and tears welled up in his eyes as Dick leant forward and kissed him. It was soft and so tantalizingly slow that it burned like liquid fire. The taste of salt lingered on their tongues as they kissed again, and again, and again, unable to drink up enough of the other to bother to even pull apart. Dick's hands slipped away from grasping his shirt and wound them around his mate's neck, pulling Jason closer.

Different emotions vied for control, but Jason pushed them away. Right now he wanted to focus on Dick, focus on his mate whom he loved more than anything else in the world. It was just about them for tonight, and in the morning they could figure it all out together. For now though, Jason pushed off of the wall and plucked Dick up by the hips as strong legs once again wound around his midsection, cupping the other's ass as he carried him towards where he knew the bedroom was.

Once he found the bed, Jason set Dick down as gently as he could on it, only to be dragged down on top of him. Their bodies fit together still just as perfectly as before, even if Jason was taller now. Settling in between the other's spread legs, his lips pressed up against his mate's as they continued to kiss. Tracing Dick's lower lip with his tongue, Jason took the smaller's gasp as a grant of access as his tongue brushed up against his mate's.

A shiver rippled down Dick's spine as their kisses deepened, his hips rocking forward of their own accord. His Nightwing costume was becoming increasingly irritating as Jason's hips moved as well in response. No words were even needed as Jason got the hint, forcing himself to pull away from the other's body as he began working at taking the costume off. In his mind he wanted to comment on the skin tight suit, but found himself unable to break the silence. The silence filled with more words than they could ever begin to say aloud.

As more and more of Dick's skin was revealed, the more desperate Jason became as he all but tore it the rest of the way off. A whine stopped him from pouncing though as Dick pawed at his clothes. With a sigh and a fond smile he stood up and frustratingly tried to peal off his multiple layers. Sometime he really hated his Red Hood costume.

When he failed to undo the same latch on his chest for the third time in a row with his trembling hands, Dick's own hands rested on top of his. Jason looked down at him, heart hurting at the sweet smile the other was looking up at him with. Carefully, he undid that latch and remaining ones until Jason was also naked, but he didn't get much of a chance to admire the scars as the younger was back on top of him in an instant kissing at his neck. Their bare skin melded together as they breathed and moved. Where ever they touched sent shocks of electricity up their spines and danced beneath their skin.

Pressing kisses into the flushed flesh of Dick's neck, he showered the skin there with kisses, licks, and bites that made Dick gasp and moan. His head was spiraling and spinning out of control as his mate's naked body pressed even stronger down into his own. Tears stung his eyes as Jason sucked a dark mark into his throat, thrilled beyond belief that he was being claimed by his mate at that very moment.

Their hips rolled together, both of them releasing small sounds into the thick air around them. Every movement Jason made caused the other to moan, just the simple action of placing a hand on his hip and it made the younger's blood bubble with unrestrained want. Dick ran his hands up and over strong shoulders and a muscular back, feeling the muscle shift and move as Jason continued kissing him, unable to stop.

All the memories and emotions that had burnt bright in his chest as he died were simmering up out of the darkness as Jason gently rolled the other's bottom lip between his teeth. Dick moaned and dragged his nails lightly down the other's back. Jason kissed the other harder, lips pressing insistently into his mate's as his hands explored tanned skin.

Despite how desperate he was, Jason wanted to simply enjoy this time with just them. Before questions about him had to be answered and the family had to get involved, for now this was their reunion. The rebinding of their souls as Jason kissed down to the other's chest, lavishing his nipples with attention that had Dick gasping for air and his back arching beautifully.

Jason watched entranced at the beauty underneath him, and he chastised himself for waiting this long as he brought his attention lower and all over his mate's body. Tears still flowing, Dick watched him with awe still not fully believing this was all real as he smiled softly. It was hands down the most gorgeous thing Jason had ever seen. Moving upwards, Jason captured the other's lips and poured out all of his feelings and emotions into the kiss.

Both of them sobbed as they yet laughed breathily in between passionate kisses and burning touches. Jason littered the other with love bites and marks, claiming his mate as his own once more. Much like their first time ever, Dick looked up at his love as Jason leant down and whispered against his lips "Can I have you?," and when Dick nodded he grabbed Jason's hand lightly with a watery smile and squeezed some lube into his palm. At that Jason smiled before leaning down fully and continuing their kisses as Jason pressed a finger against Dick's entrance before pushing it slowly inside.

Dick moaned, his breathing shallowing as Jason set a slow pace. The older man's eyes were skewed shut as his body thrummed with pleasure. Jason watched his expression until it softened and his eyes fluttered open, looking up at his mate with adoration as Jason slipped in another finger and couldn't bring himself to look away from his mate's piercing gaze.

Restraining himself, Jason stretched and prepared his mate as soft moans echoed through the room. The passion in the atmosphere threatening to smother them both. Questions Dick had he shoved away, choosing to remain in this moment with his mate, even if it was only a dream. When he needed more, Dick kissed Jason and whimpered for it. He just needed more of Jason, as much as he could have.

Somehow Jason understood him as he smiled. Pulling his fingers away, his smile widened briefly at the sound Dick made at the loss and grabbed the small tube. Dick told him to not worry about a condom as Jason slicked himself up and then felt the familiar tingles of nervous energy in his stomach and climb up his spine. However, Dick sensed this and grabbed his hands, intertwining their fingers by either side of his head and pressing a kiss to one of his wrists. It was exactly what he had done the first time, and Jason instantly burst into tears as did Dick, smiling up at him.

"I love you, little wing. I always have and I always will."

Leaning down, Jason captured his mate's lips as he ever so gently pushed inside of him, whispering "I love you too."

They both moaned and panted as the euphoria of being one again danced across their nerve endings and lit them ablaze with ecstacy. Drowning together, in each other, Jason rested his forehead against the other's and gazed into those gorgeous sapphire blues. His absolute favorite color in the world. They twinkled like the night sky as Dick looked up at him with all the wonder and love in the world, and it was all for Jason.

It physically hurt his heart how much Jason was in love with this man.

Jason had a small voice in the back of his head casting doubts and trying to squash his happiness, but for once he ignored it and didn't even bother to feel shame over his tears. Dick was freely crying, so why should he hide his own emotions? The soothing blue of his mate's eyes calmed the torrent of anger and violence inside Jason's mind as they looked at each other, so intimately connected and so complete.

Neither said a thing as ever so slowly the younger began to move once Dick had adjusted, gently pulling back before pushing his way back in. The pace he set was slow, and it oozed love and affection as they continued to gaze into each other's eyes. All of the love he could muster in his damaged heart was laid out on the table and Dick happily accepted it, no questions asked and with no hesitation. Dick knew Jason had done bad things, unspeakable horrors and yet here they were in Dick's apartment making love in his bed and he didn't show a single sign of regret.

It made Jason grin as he leant forward and kissed the other again. Kissed him until they couldn't breath and even then he didn't let up, unable to stop as he squeezed their laced fingers together. Then Dick pulled away, panting and pupils blown wide as he looked up at his mate and Jason knew that with out a single doubt, if he ever had one, that he was gone forever. Completely lost in his mate and he never wanted to be found. He was whole again.

Then it suddenly became too much, the pleasure swimming through his veins and the looks and sounds of Dick driving him wild. Jason quickened the snap of his hips, angling himself to graze the other's sweet spot and smiling softly in success at the others shaky, sharp moan. Pressing kisses into the heated skin of his neck, Jason brought them hurdling towards the edge of ecstasy as Dick toppled over it, Jason not far behind him.

Painting their stomachs, Dick cried out Jason's name to the stars above and the sight was enough to make Jason do the same. His hips stilling as he buried himself deep, releasing and pressing his forehead into the other's neck as he panted. They stayed that way, locked together and breathing heavily as they tried to calm down, basking in the glow. Too soon he had to pull away, before grabbing a dirty shirt off of the floor of Dick's bedroom and using it to clean them up.

Neither said a word as Jason laid down next to his mate on the bed, Dick rolling over to face him. They laid there as Jason wrapped an arm around his slim waist, pulling him close so that they were once again touching everywhere. Dick was smiling, so brightly and beautifully in the dark that Jason couldn't help but kiss him as their fingers once again laced together, legs intertwining.

"I love you" Dick murmured against his lips, shockingly blue eyes scalding him as Jason simply took in his mate's face.

All of the sadness still lingered there, but it was quickly being replaced by joy and love as Dick looked at him with such care that it burned. Jason pressed a kiss to the inside of the other's wrist, smiling and pressing his forehead against his mate's. "I love you too" he whispered softly, Dick's face splitting even wider into a grin as he kissed the other once more.

Then the acrobat was pulling away slightly, cupping his mate's face and asking with sadness "Don't leave me, please, I-I can't-"

"Don't worry, Bluebird" Jason murmured, tears stinging in the corners of Dick's eyes at the nickname, "I promise to never leave you again." At that Jason pulled him even closer, sighing at the familiar warmth of the other male as he closed his eyes, Dick doing the same.

And in the morning, as Dick's eyes fluttered open he noticed two things; one, he could still see the muted colors of his dull apartment as early morning sunlight danced across the room creating beautiful shadows, second, there were bright blue green eyes staring back at him and a warm body holding him close. Dick grinned as did Jason, tears welling up as the older sprung forward, wrapping himself around his mate, still not fully believing this was all real, but that's okay.

As Jason stood up from the bed and carried his mate into the shower, it was okay that he couldn't fully believe and understand yet. It didn't matter as he kissed his lips so softly, hands mapping out familiar skin and unfamiliar scars as the warm water cascaded around them. It didn't matter because Jason could help him, make him believe and prove that he was real...

And show that he would never be leaving Dick's side, ever again.

Well, who else cried? I'm in love with this chapter, I think it compliments the other one well. Obviously this isn't like the comics but I didn't think it needed to be. It's beautiful the way it is. Unfortunately, this is the only other chapter I will be posting to this, so I hope you all liked it! I'm sorry it took so long to write but I was in a funk and uninspired for a while, but I've obviously found it again. :) Thank you all for the lovely comments on the previous chapter and for your support. If you enjoyed this done forget to fave or review! Please and thank you ;)