A/n: So to be totally honest this is the first formal story that I feel i'm doing somewhat right. Even if I still think it's a load of bull, because this is one of the first I actually put up I have to say please be nice, no many flames. This is, keeping in mind, Rob/KF, slash and possible kissing so if you don't like that I should suggest you find something other, you are still in time to regret anything.

He was everything to me, yet he didn't know.

His red hair shining in the sun, windswept from all the sound-barrier-breaking he did. His huge sincere smile, the one only I saw. The other smiles he gave to the rest of the team they were fake. His emerald green eyes always shining with humor and sometimes something more when he fought with Artemis.

He would never look at me the way I looked at him. The way he looked at Artemis and not me.

I was his best friend, my feelings were just a typo, something I need to fix. Something I didn't want to fix. I remember when Batman first figured out I wasn't playing for the right team or so he put it. Bruce had a way with words when he found himself in an uncomfortable situation that he needed to explain he was okay 'with such behavior'. I giggled (in a very manly way) at the memory

'I… just wanted you to know that I don't care if you… play for the other team but remember, me being okay with… this kind of behavior does not mean you can have a… boyfriend yet.' He had been hesitant when I told him that it didn't matter anyway because the guy was taken.

"Rob, Rob! Are you listening?"

"What made you think I wasn't?" I challenged with a cackle. "Your toe nail experience is nowhere near interesting."

"What, dude! Don't pull that ninja trick on me, you know I hate it." I cackled one last time. It was halfhearted and he noticed because he didn't do anything but just stand there confused. The Zeta-beam called me out.

I sighed as I entered the bat-cave. I changed back to Dick Grayson for the last time that day, I wouldn't be going on patrol tonight, something about a practical joke that the teacher's who have no sense of humor complained about. Meh, nobody can take a joke now-a-days.

The moment I entered my room I saw the shining red hair that I loved so much. I groaned at him.

"Why aren't you patrolling?" he asked with a cocky smirk that I just wanted to wipe off his face.

"Grounded. What are you doing here?" I turned and flinched at how sour my voice sounded

"I… you left before…. I need…. Argh." He stuttered trying to find the right word, I rolled my eyes at him.

"Wally…"

"Yeah?" he looked down at me his green eyes slightly troubled, my brow furrowed as I took in his awkward stance.

"Get to the point." I said sighing as I turned to look at him from my desk. My eyes widened to see he was standing right in front of me, his face inches from mine. I felt the heat rise to my face.

"You know what? I just wanted to ask if it was cool to get you after school so we could hang out just as Dick and Wally." He said unusually chalant.

"Okay?" I said slightly disappointed.

"See you… tomorrow then." He said hesitantly. "Are you okay?"

"Better than ever." I said smirking at him, he looked worried. I turned away from him and shifted some papers here to there until he either left or yeah left.

He sighed and turned my chair

"Dick…" he said slowly in a whining voice.

"I swear, Wally if it were anything you would be the first person I tell after batman." I said turning back to my desk, again. thing is it wasn't just anything, it was everything and I had the fear that if I told him that he would hate me forever.