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[Memo To: Bruce Wayne

From: Gotham City High School

Sir, your ward, Dick Grayson, came to school today with rope burns on his wrists. When asked how it happened he said, "Bruce and I got into some rough stuff last night". Please see us immediately.]

Bruce Wayne read the note over again. Finally he looked up at his ward, standing before him. Rubbing his forehead and trying desperately not to demand what the hell Dick had said, he looked at Dick.

I love him, but the boy is going to give me a heart attack. "Bruce and I got into some rough stuff last night"? Wait, don’t yell, don’t lecture, just calm down. Yes. Calm. Calm. Calm. "Dick? What exactly did you tell your teacher about the rope burns?"

"I ummm said that we got into some rough stuff in the gym."

"OK. Do you know what they think has happened?"

"No, they didn’t tell me."

"Very well. Come, we need to go see your principal."

Waiting for Alfred to bring around the car, Bruce studied the young man beside him. Dick was getting tall, his dark hair curled just around his ear. His face seemed so open and trusting yet he held more secrets that most people. This fragile seeming young man is truly strong.

They drove to the school in silence. It seemed that everyone was staring at them.

"Dick, was there anything you forgot to tell me?"

"Ummm you mean like the teacher asked me in the middle of the lunch room and I had to yell? Yeah."

Bruce rubbed his forehead. He really does not know.

"Bruce, you ok?"

"Yeah. I’m fine."

"Mr. Wayne, a pleasure to see you. May we talk in my office?" The principal asked as he walked up.

"Of course. Come, Dick."

"Man, I’m in for it." Dick complained.

Escorting the pair into this office the principal sat down. "Mr. Wayne, we don’t often have to deal with a guardian giving rope burns to his ward here, in fact never. Now, where as what you do at home may be private, I can not condone such actions that result in harm to child. If I see harm to a child, I must report. Now, young Dick is a strong young man but you do have some emotional control over him and to see you take advantage of it is improper."

"Please, there’s been a misunderstanding."

"Mr. Wayne, I have asked for the school counselor to sit in and I hope we can resolve this."

"Bruce, what’s he talking about?"

"Dick, he thinks that I caused the rope burns by tying you up."

"You did."

"Really, Mr. Wayne!"

"No, you see. Bruce was teaching me a magic trick. He tied me up and I had to escape. That’s how I got the rope burns."

The door opened and the school counselor came in.

"Hello, Dick. Mr. Wayne. Now we need to talk about those injuries."

"Yeah, hey Mrs. Connell, I was just explaining to Mr. Watson. Last night, I asked Bruce to teach me this trick I saw. We saw this guy escape from being tied up. Bruce said he knew how to do it. So I asked him to teach me. He got a call. He made me promise not to struggle or try to get out ‘til he came back. I didn’t listen. I wanted to surprise him and get out by myself. That’s where I got the rope burns. Bruce didn’t hurt me. He wouldn’t! Oh man, Bruce I’m so sorry oh I’m so, so, so sorry."

"I treated these last night. I hoped that they wouldn’t be noticeable today."

"Very well."

They continued to talk for an hour before they left the school. Dick walked behind Bruce, trying desperately to sink into the shadows. Dick wished he was the Batman in the dark suit rather than Robin in the bright one.

"Uhhh are you angry with me?"

"No. Just do me a favor, think before you speak."

"Sure Bruce. Tonight though I think I will tie you up, it’s easier to hide your rope burns. And we need some padded cuffs."

"Yes, Dick."

"I do love you, my Bruce." Dick said as he gathered his Bruce into his arms.

"I know, Dick.