FIC-lette: Know All Your Enemies (Bruce/Jason)
Know All Your Enemies
by eggblue
(Bruce/Jason Batman/Robin - current timeline)
Oh, why do you write such things? And why do you have to share them with others? And why do you have the urge to do it when you most shouldn’t? Tsk tsk.
DC owns Bats, so don’t sue me.
*
He’s. Perfectly. Good.
A hell of an actor. Possibly sane in his brilliance, his focus. He’s fooled everybody. He’s fooled me.
I wanted to do everything with Jason, show him everything. And Jason wanted everything.
We were in pure perfect love. Our words, our deeds, our thoughts. Movements. His hollow hallowed body. The form of his mouth. My blinding senseless want.
Marathons in bed. Games in our heads. Puzzles made of each other. Constant. Constant.
But always at extremes. Always at a price. Within the wrecks of ourselves. Prizes and disasters.
It was one of those nights we fought each other. Went separate ways. Jim, the Commissioner, sent out the signal, then sent Robin away. He wanted the boy out of this. The blue videotape.
I took it back to the cave and watched it. It was him. Brittle. Unchecked. Open at the seams. And it got to me. He knew it. He saw, from behind me. And his eyes changed. Fire-hardened. Cooled. He came on to me. He loved me. But his eyes, they mocked me. Us. And his touch stung.
Perfectly. Perfectly. Good.
Yes, I am a bastard. But. Wouldn’t you be?
To him, I had everything. Absolutely everything.
He never understood that I had only him.
And I don’t like to be wrong.
But maybe I was wrong about him. Us. Together.
Wrong to take him in. Wrong to give him to Robin. Wrong to love him until it ached. Wrong to let him die. Wrong to let him go now.
But no.
The only wrong is death. Wrong are those who bring it. Right are those who keep it.
And I will keep it. From everyone but him. From my love. And he will bring it, he will lead them, when I fail.
THE END
"...
We will fold and freeze together
Far away from here
There is sun and spring and green forever
But now we move to feel
For ourselves inside some stranger's stomach
Place your body here
Let your skin begin to blend itself with mine
..."
Neutral Milk Hotel
by eggblue
(Bruce/Jason Batman/Robin - current timeline)
Oh, why do you write such things? And why do you have to share them with others? And why do you have the urge to do it when you most shouldn’t? Tsk tsk.
DC owns Bats, so don’t sue me.
*
He’s. Perfectly. Good.
A hell of an actor. Possibly sane in his brilliance, his focus. He’s fooled everybody. He’s fooled me.
I wanted to do everything with Jason, show him everything. And Jason wanted everything.
We were in pure perfect love. Our words, our deeds, our thoughts. Movements. His hollow hallowed body. The form of his mouth. My blinding senseless want.
Marathons in bed. Games in our heads. Puzzles made of each other. Constant. Constant.
But always at extremes. Always at a price. Within the wrecks of ourselves. Prizes and disasters.
It was one of those nights we fought each other. Went separate ways. Jim, the Commissioner, sent out the signal, then sent Robin away. He wanted the boy out of this. The blue videotape.
I took it back to the cave and watched it. It was him. Brittle. Unchecked. Open at the seams. And it got to me. He knew it. He saw, from behind me. And his eyes changed. Fire-hardened. Cooled. He came on to me. He loved me. But his eyes, they mocked me. Us. And his touch stung.
Perfectly. Perfectly. Good.
Yes, I am a bastard. But. Wouldn’t you be?
To him, I had everything. Absolutely everything.
He never understood that I had only him.
And I don’t like to be wrong.
But maybe I was wrong about him. Us. Together.
Wrong to take him in. Wrong to give him to Robin. Wrong to love him until it ached. Wrong to let him die. Wrong to let him go now.
But no.
The only wrong is death. Wrong are those who bring it. Right are those who keep it.
And I will keep it. From everyone but him. From my love. And he will bring it, he will lead them, when I fail.
THE END
"...
We will fold and freeze together
Far away from here
There is sun and spring and green forever
But now we move to feel
For ourselves inside some stranger's stomach
Place your body here
Let your skin begin to blend itself with mine
..."
Neutral Milk Hotel