I have just had so many Dick and Dami feels lately, it's not even funny. Especially with all the reboot stuff. ._. I haven't actually read the New 52 comics yet, but from what I've heard, and from what I've read/seen in fanfics and fanart, it's going to be bad. D: So this is just a quick little drabble I came up with the other day.

Rating: K

Disclaimer: If I owned Batman, the entire Batman series/fandom would be excluded from New 52.


"You can't just go around claiming to be people's little brothers, kid," Richard Grayson stated, scowling at the ten year old in front of him. He turned on his heel in disgust, walking purposefully in the other direction.

"Tt, Grayson! Remember! You are Bruce Wayne's adopted son, I am his son by blood, and you are my older brother! I am not claiming anything. I speak the truth!"

Dick paused with a sigh, glancing up at the sky with a 'why me'look on his face. He turned to face the boy, knelt down to his eye-level, and then placed a hand on his shoulder sympathetically. "Listen, kid-"

"Damian."

"-Damian. I honestly have no idea what you're talking about, and I wish I could help you-"

"You can!"

"-but I can't.You must be thinking of someone else. So…go find your parents, okay? You should probably head home and get some sleep. You look tired." He placed a hand on the boy's head and ruffled his hair gently, then shoved his hands deep in his pockets, turned, and walked further down the street away from the distraught boy.

Damian was frozen in place, the familiar gesture sending a pang of longing and hurt through his chest.

"Please…" he whispered desperately at the retreating form in front of him, his eyes stinging with barely repressed tears.

"You have to remember…"


WTF DC GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER AND CUT THE REBOOT. WE DON'T NEED THESE FEELS. o.o There's just too many and I just. I can't. Nope. I'm done.

That is all.

~Lyss