Gala

                                    

                                          
"Young Justice report."
                          
The team had just gotten back from their reconnaissance mission of watching how Batman and Robin patrolled Gotham.
                          
"Batman and Robin patrolled together in the business district and by the city's docks. The foiled a bank robbery and stopped some illegal trading of goods. They work very efficiently together. They understand how the other moves and act accordingly. Batman is more of a brute strength fighter, while Robin relies on his agility and flexibility. They do not appear to have any abilities, just extensive training which is aided by the high tech gear they have available to them. I assume the gear is being bought with Batman's fortune. We brought video cameras with us so we can look over footage for anything we may have missed," said Kaldur
                          
"Good. What was their working relationship like?" asked Superman.
                          
"It's good. They like each other. Robin is more causal and fun, Batman is more serious but Robin got him to lighten up as the night went on. Without the information that we have, I'd think that they're just a normal hero pair," answered Kaldur.
                          
"Hmm," Superman's face scrunched up in thought, "that gives me something to think about. I want you guys to write up your reports and then head home. I'm giving you guys tomorrow off. We've decided to speed things up. We'll let you guys know what happens as things progress."
                          
"Got it. What will the League be doing?" Wally asked.
                          
"We will be observing Batman and Robin as civilians at a gala the Wayne's are hosting for charity. We want a chance to talk to Robin directly."
                          
"Oh, Do you want us to do anything to help?"
                          
"No, I have another job for you guys to prepare for. I want you guys to break into Wayne Manor."
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Clark tugged on his suit collar, he was nervous. So many things could go wrong today. One wrong step and he'd ruin everything.
                          
It was so hard. So hard. So very hard to just stand, doing nothing when Richard Grayson was just a few yards away. How could he just stand, drinking champagne and participating in idle chatter when he knew that tonight Richard would go home with that man?
                          
Bruce Wayne was the epitome of a good father. He was charismatic, easygoing, and fun. He was also stern, educated, and mature. He was the perfect combination of the personality traits that made a loving, good father. Or at least that was what the public saw. Clark too, before he learned of the man's night time adventures. Clark ground his teeth in frustration at his own foolishness.
                          
"You in position?" Oliver's voice tore Clark away from his musings.
                          
Because of the high status of their real life identities, the League decided that Superman and Green Arrow would join Bruce Wayne's party. Superman as Clark Kent on the job as a reporter looking for the latest news and drama in high society. Clark would use his job as an excuse to talk to Richard privately. Green Arrow would go as Oliver Queen, a fellow billionaire trying to make a deal with Wayne Enterprises for monetary purposes. In reality, Oliver would be trying to feel out Wayne's intentions.
                          
"Yes, but let's not start too early. Go run elbows with people for a bit, see what you hear. I'll interview people, take some pictures"
                          
"Got it."
                          
After about an hour of interviewing guests, Clark felt like he'd shown that he was a ligament reporter and was in a position to talk to Richard, who standing all by himself by a snack table. As Clark walked over, he noticed that Richard's eyes were already on him, even though he was still all the way across the room. Clark's heart quickened in hope, maybe Richard new who he was and was going to let them help him. One thing that had been worrying the League was that Richard wouldn't want their help. He probably had trust issues and would want to risk the safety of his family by blabbing to strangers who hadn't done anything to help him before.
                          
"Are you a reporter?" Richard asked, pointing to Clark's camera. Clark was surprised by how youthful but also tired, Richard's voice sounded. It was sad really.
                          
"Yeah. My name is Clark Kent from the Daily Planet. Would you mind answering a few questions?"
                          
"Sure," Richard shrugged.
                          
"Can we go somewhere a little more quiet?" Clark asked. They would need to be in a place that was secluded and more importantly away from Bruce Wayne for the questions that were about to be asked.
                          
"Yeah, sure. There's an empty space between the hall and this room. Does that work?"
                          
"Uh-huh."
                          
Richard led Clark through the crowds to an empty side room.
                          
"Why are Superman and Green Arrow spying on me and B?" Richard asked, studying Clark for a change in posture or facial expression.
                          
Clark's jaw dropped any words that he had been intent on saying escaped him.
                          
Richard smirked and laughed, "Yes, I know who you are. Glasses don't do much to change your appearance. I'm assuming you know who I am?"
                          
"Uhh yes," Clark answered, startled. "Robin," he whispered.
                          
"Yep. And B?"
                          
"Batman."
                          
"Uh-huh. Glad we're on the same page. Would you mind answering why your spying on us?"
                          
"Uhh-well we are here because—" Whatever Clark was going to say was interrupted by Oliver's voice coming in through the comms.
                          
"Umm, Supes, we have a problem. Bats knows who we are and isn't pleased with us," he said.
                          
"Well I'm in a similar boat with Robin here. Just keep Bats entertained for a bit. Make conversation or something, I just have to ask Robin a few questions."
                          
"Okay, but try to hurry it up. Their butler is staring me down," Oliver whispered before cutting off.
                          
"So," Richard said, leaning on the wall behind him, "Queen ran into B, right? Hope he doesn't start anything."
                          
"Can I ask you a question?" Clark asked seriously.
                          
"Yeah, but then you have to tell me why you guys are here," Richard said.
                          
"Deal. How is it, working with Batman?" Clark didn't want to get straight to it right away.
                          
"It's great. I don't think I'd be allowed to be a part of your young hero group if that's what you're asking. Gotham's too busy."
                          
"Yeah. Well I mean more like how does he treat you?"
                          
"Are you guys doing a welfare check?!" Richard exclaimed.
                          
Clark nodded.
                          
 "Well, we're fine. I'm fine. Thanks for the concern and I totally get why you're doing this, but there's nothing wrong. Pop in anytime if you're worried, you know where we live. Bruce is the best thing that ever happened to me." Clark couldn't detect a lie in Richard's words, his heartbeat was steady.
                          
"Well what's the situation with the circus?"
                          
"Hayley's? They're still in business, traveling around. B keeps tabs on them, makes sure they're safe. I visit when they're in town. B hired bodyguards to keep them safe. After Zucco, I was worried but Bruce makes sure everything is fine," Richard said and again, Clark could not detect one lie or any doubt in Richard.
                          
"I-I have to go!" Clark backed out of the room.
                          
"Arrow! Arrow! We have a problem. I don't think he knows," Clark exclaimed through the comms.
                          
"What?"
                          
"Richard doesn't know about Batman's involvement in his parents' deaths!"