???JonDami Oneshots???

Inspired by image above.

◾◻◻ Both boys are 14 ◻◻◾

3rd person pov

Damian locked his gaze at the raven haired male the stood opposite him. 

"You ready to get your ass beat?" The vigilante hissed, cracking a challenging smile. Jon frowned.

"That's not a very nice word Dami." He responded. Damian rolled his eyes. 

"You are so childish." The vigilante mumbled. Jon glared before his gaze travelled to the katana in his hands.

"Why am I even fighting with this?" He said aloud, more of a statement than a question. "I have superpowers." Damian rolled his eyes. 

"You must be prepared for everything. If something goes wrong and you suddenly can't use your powers, you've got to adapt." He explained. 

"But, I thought heroes weren't supposed to kill...?" Jon said bewildered. Damian was on the brink of killing Jon at this moment. Though he would never do so. No matter how much he denied it, he knew he had feelings for the boy. And not just friendship type of feelings. 

"How idiotic are you? This is simply just training for you to become better with hand-to-hand combat if you loose your powers and your enemy has a weapon." Damian explained through gritted teeth. 

"You talking about if I 'suddenly loose my powers' like it's going to happen. Are you gonna steal them or something?" Jon asked mockingly. Damian chose to ignored the statement. 

"Lets begin." Was all he said. 

"Wait, wait! This isn't fair! You're a trained assassin, I've had what, mere hours of training with a katana! You're going to win!" Jon exclaimed with a frown. Damian smirked. 

"So?" 

"Why you... Whatever." Jon huffed.

"When your ready make the first move." Damian instructed. 

"No way! I'm not stupid! That isn't how this works! You're" -Jon jutted an accusing finger at Damian- "trying to trick me!"

"Well at least you pick up on things quickly." The vigilante said. Damian suddenly changed his direction and swung his katana outwards. Jon yelped and flew off the ground. 

"Hey! No powers! Get down here you coward!" Damian shouted up at the superboy. Jon glared. 

"You're going to cut me in half!" He shrieked. Damian placed a hand on his hip. 

"No I won't. I have no intention of hurting you." 

"Yeah right!" 

"Just get your ass down here." Damian sighed for the millionth time. Jon obligated but landed a good five meters from the shorter boy.

"Lets try this again." Damian charged at Jon. Jon used nearly all of his willpower to not fly off the ground, doing so was what he was used to.