Disclaimer: The word that prevents me from owning much but the idea.

A/N: I'm in a Jason mood again. So many feels. Sorry if there're any mistakes, just I was wanting something Teen Titans and Jason. Read and review!

"Titans, go!"

Red X huffed in annoyance and spun around, chuckling at the familiar heroes. "Well hey there, kids. I thought you'd never show,"

"Man, you're like Robin's age!" Cyborg snorted.

"Actually I'm younger by a few years." X corrected with a smirk. Raven floated beside the Boy Wonder with a signature frown.

Robin scowled. "And how would you know that?" he asked. Starfire bared her teeth and Beast Boy finally ran in as a wolf, panting heavily.

"Dude," he exclaimed, "There's like fifty warehouses!"

Red X turned around. "I know I'm younger because... well, we'll find out later, hm?" he hopped up to the highest crate he was beside. "Later kids. Gotta run," he held up the Xenothium supply he stole and hid it away.

"Oh no you don't!" Robin yelled. "Go!"

The whole warehouse became a frenzy of splintered wood, missed starbolts, cy-cannon blasts, and random birdarangs. And all of that chaos somehow missed the Red X.

"Gaaahh!" Beast Boy shouted as X let some of that red gel or whatever it was at him. "Again?! This'll take forever to get outta my hair! Again!"

Raven floated up, eyes glowing darkly. "Azarath Metrion-"

"-Nope!" X interrupted, shooting some sort of electrical red shuriken at the empath. He did the same with Starfire and messed with Cyborg's electrical circuits before coming face-to-face with Robin.

"You aren't going anywhere," the Boy Wonder deadpanned. X tilted his head, smirking underneath the mask.

"You think so?"

Robin lunged at the anti-hero (that's what X liked to call himself) with familiar grace, flipping up into the air and flicking his foot out to land a kick. The Red X simply shifted to the left and caught the foot with a smug grasp, tossing him away against a crate. With a hop, he dashed for the exit.

"X!" the bird yelled, regaining his wits and picking himself up from the wood. "Why do you insist on a life of crime?" he panted. Red X skidded to a halt.

"What?"

Robin stood up, "You have the potential for a hero. You've saved me more than once and you've had proper training by someone good. Why do you insist on the life of crime?"

"Nice. The old 'you-can-change' trick. Clever, Wonder Boy. Clever," the anti-hero snorted.

Robin shook his head. "No. I'm serious."

Red X hung his head and laughed bitterly, walking towards the hero. "I've tried that once, playing the hero. But it wasn't working out. He kept saying I needed to be exactly like... hell, why am I telling you this? You'll just run back to him anyway."

"Who?" Robin asked, puzzled, inching closer. The vigilante stepped behind another crate, eyes narrowed. He snaked his way around other crates, attempting to put distance between him and the bird.

"Oh, you know." X paused, choosing his words, "You know him too, Golden Boy. Everyone in that damned city knows him. 'He is vengence, he is the night'."

Silence. Then a shocked: "What did you just call me?"

"Golden Boy. You heard me. Golden. Boy."

He got no answer and turned around, expecting a clean retreat, but instead got a fist hitting his face. Staggering, he attempted to counter, but an extra kick rendered him helpless.

His mask flew off. Red X was unmasked. He grunted as he hit the concrete ground and rolled, regaining his feet on the fifth roll.

"Ah dammit," X hissed, rubbing his cheek. "That wasn't nice, Goldie."

"Turn around." Robin demanded. Slowly, the rest of the Titans made their way beside their leader, still beaten and bruised.

The anti-hero rubbed his cheek again. "I'll pass." he smugly snickered. And that smug snicker was familiar. So freaking familiar. The voice-changer wasn't there anymore. And now that voice was so freaking familiar.

Robin shifted uneasily. "Turn around. Now."

Red X flapped a hand. "Yeesh, don't get your panties in a twist, Golden Boy. You did kick me in the face,"

"Robin," Starfire started, "Why does the Red X call you the Golden Boy? You do not look like the golden color."

The Boy Wonder ignored the alien girl. "Turn around!" he shouted.

The unmasked anti-hero chuckled. "Man, someone's demanding, eh?" he slowly turned on his heel, revealing his face. "Just like the good ol' days."

"Oh my god..." Robin breathed.

Hazel-green eyes blinked back at him, jet-black hair but a new, unruly white streak, fell across his pale face. His features were etched with arrogance and smugness. A face Robin thought he'd never see again.

"Jay."

"Hey there, Goldie." the unmasked villain grinned.

Robin stepped forward, shocked. Raven put an arm out to halt the others, who were ready to follow their leader.

With a brisk, "Wait," the whole team stopped. Only Raven understood the impact this was making on Robin. After all, they shared that bond. She knew of this 'Jay'.

"I-is it really... really you? Jay?" the Boy Wonder asked, stopping in front of him.

He took a step back. "In the flesh, Dickie-bird." he muttered slowly.

Robin's breath hitched and he reached at Jason. "You're real? Like... really you?"

"Ok, you've been watching too much 'Supernatural' or something," 'Jay' snorted. Robin shook his head and wrapped his arms around the anti-hero.

"Oh god... you're alive, Jay!" he gasped.

"Uh, dude," Beast Boy called, "Of course he's alive. He's been kicking our butts since whenever!"

Jay pushed Robin back awkwardly. "I'm back from the dead. That doesn't mean you suddenly get to hug me, Dick,"

"I have the right to hug you because you're my dead brother, Jason!" Robin objected. "How are you even alive?"

Jason shrugged. "Ra's and the Pits."

"Friend Robin," Starfire said, floating closer despite Raven's protests, "Why do you call the Red X your brother?"

Jason stiffened and narrowed his eyes. Robin moved protectively in front of his little brother. "Because he is my brother."

"What?" Cyborg gasped.

"Dude, you have a brother?" the green changeling asked. Starfire simply looked shocked and Raven seemed indifferent. After all, she knew.

"And he... I was at his funeral. Remember when I had to leave on short notice?" the Boy Wonder added. Jason took a sharp breath, the memory close.

Starfire shook her head. "That is not possible. If he is dead, how is he here?"

Robin slung an arm around Jason's shoulders. "It's complicated. All I know is that my Little Wing is here and he's not dead."

"Yes. Now. Get off me," the younger growled. "I'm still a villain here. Technically, I should be running like hell,"

Robin frowned. "Technically, you shouldn't be here."

"Yeah. 'S more of a curse than..." he trailed off at Robin's dilated look. "Hells no I'm going back to him!"

Beast Boy threw his arms up in the air. "Who's him?! And why the heck is Red X still here and not in jail?!"

"Because he's my brother!" Robin growled back.

Cyborg crossed his arms. "Man, BB has a point," he nodded. Starfire had a scowl marring her face.

"Yes, the Red X... or Jason as you call him, is still a criminal."

Jason stepped back with a shadow crossing his face. Robin mumbled something in a different language under his breath before leaping into Jay's defense. "Batman and I were basically criminals, working under the police force!"

"That doesn't mean Red X should suddenly be a good guy because he looks like your dead sibling!"

"Dude! He's kicked our butts so many times its not funny. Why should he get a chance?"

The anti-hero pressed his fingers on the bridge of his nose. "Can we just-"

"No, Jay! Just stay out of this!"

Raven put her hands to her head and glared at the arguing heroes before yelling much like she did the first time they argued.

"Stop it!" she demanded, eyes flashing. "This is pointless! Have you so little faith in our leader?"

Starfire's mouth opened, but she was cut off by Jason, who angrily stepped forward with a whistle.

"Everyone shut the hell up!" he shouted. "My god you're as bad as Dickie-bird and Bats! Now shut up and listen." his green gaze flared with irritation.

Robin sighed as the 'no names in the field' code was broken. "Alright, Jay." he nodded.

"I don't need your approval to speak, Goldie," Jason shot back harshly, clearly pissed off. "This is about me, right? I can think for my -freaking- self! I'm not that timid, freaked out kid anymore who was too scared to breathe in his own 'home'!"

Everyone stared at him as his anger was clearly voiced out. Robin was taken aback, and Raven seemed uncomfortable with the frustration coming in waves off the boy. He continued to rant about him not being the same or young anymore, then suddenly, that rage stopped.

"Hell, why do you even care?" Jason asked in a defeated tone. "I was such a crappy brother."

"You're my brother, Jay." Robin said, eyes widening, "I'll always care. Bats pushed you to hate. Speaking of which... did you-"

"Hell. No." he growled, his posture tense and aura aggitated. "No. I came here first after coming back. Then I saw this badass suit, and..."

"You stole it." Robin finished. His little brother released his pent-up breath and calmed down again.

Jason shrugged. "Hey, Bats is paranoid with his crap. Your codes are easy to crack." he winked. "I was gonna tell you... but your rusty, and messin' with you guys is a hell of a lot of fun."

"Dude!" Beast Boy shouted.

"S' only true, Changeling," Jason calmly stated. "But... I think I should go, huh? Y' know, before your friends tear my head off my neck,"

"They won't do that. Hey, come to the tower with us," the Boy Wonder said without missing a beat. The Titans, minus Raven, let out an angered gasp.

"But-"

"Give him a chance!" Robin snapped, voice pleading. "He was beaten with a crowbar by a madman. He was left to die in an explosion. Please. He's my brother. I wasn't the nicest to him in his... final days... Please."

Jason hissed. "Oh god... end this chick flic moment." Silently, he added, "And I don't want a chance. Damn Goldie's jumping to conclusions..."

Raven stepped forward. "Robin doesn't ask much. Compared to us, he's asked practically nothing. Why is it so hard to accept his wish?"

'Maybe I can play along...' Jason supressed a smirk. 'Just for a little...'

Cyborg scowled. The three skeptical Titans turned to each other and looked back."Once chance. One. And at some point, explain yourself."

The rest of the Titans -minus Raven again- nodded in agreement.

Robin flashed his empath a look of gratitude that said he'd thank her later. "Deal." he agreed. Jason looked highly aggitated and Robin put his arm around his shoulders again.

"We'll go into detail later, but as of now... This is Jason. And he's my little brother..."

Flashback~

"Who's that?" Dick asked, pointing to the smaller kid in Batman's chair by the Batcomputer. "I met him and he says I'm his big brother and he's now... Robin. Who is he?"

Bruce sighed. "Your new brother. I found him on the streets. Seeing as how you quit, I-"

"You made him Robin." Dick growled, glaring at the cross-legged boy. "That is my title, Bruce. You didn't ask me. You didn't ask me a damn thing."

"Dick, hear me out-"

"Bruce, why the hell did you do that?!" the Grayson boy snapped, ignoring his adopted father, "That was my name! My mother gave me that name! Why the hell did you give a damn street-rat that name?! That was my family nickname! What the hell were you thinking?! Couldn't you pull your head from your ass and think of what doing that would do to me?! Robin is my title! I-"

From the other side of the Batcave, you could see Jason jump and turn slightly to listen. The kid was observant, Dick would give him that.

"Richard John Grayson!" Bruce said sternly, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Listen to me. I found Jason stealing the Batmobile tires,"

Dick snorted. "He sounds so trustworthy,"

Bruce frowned. "And I told him to take me to his parents. He just showed me where he lived and said his mother was dead and father was missing. The damn kid was living off of stealing tires. Like hell I'd leave him alone. Hell, he was living in the crappy part of Gotham!"

Richard was silent. "...his parents are dead?"

"He doesn't know about his father." Bruce nodded grimly. "He's got potential. You quit being Batman's Robin, Dick. He's got the potential. Rage. And I couldn't just leave him."

Richard just shook off Bruce's hand and walked over to the Batcomputer.

His parents were dead... just like his...

"Jason, right?"

The green-eyed boy looked up. "Yah." he nodded. "...Richard...?"

"Call me Dick," the former Boy Wonder corrected.

"Ok." Jason agreed. "You still mad at me for becoming Robin?"

"...Sorry about that, Jay." Dick ruffled the boy's hair and smiled. "Welcome home, little brother."

A/N: So... what do you think? Review! They fuel my Inspiration. I may even make this a multi-chapter if anyone wants it to be...