Dick is legal guardian Bruce is dead... this character ^ is real by the way, if you don't believe me it is on comic vine and such :D

The batboys have always been known to be sneaky.  So it came as no surprise to anybody when Tim Drake was snooping in Dick's room.  He had been snooping to find some diary or something on how to deal with girls, but so far, no luck.

Instead, he found something much more interesting.  

He had been searching through Dick's drawers, looking for a diary or a journal.  He had sifted through many family photos and had suffered through many pictures of him with red heads.  Seriously, the guy had an issue with gingers.  Wally, Roy, Kori, Barbara, Megan, Katie, Carrie, Garfield, Iris, Jason(when he had red hair).... the list of them didn't really have an end.

He had suffered through many of them, and instead of just setting them down, he had looked closely at each one, analyzing it and figuring out who each person was.  So far, it was easy... picking them out.  Damian here, Wally there, Roy in this one, Conner in that one, Bruce and Clark over here, Dinah with Oliver, Alfred and Lucius with their tea... it was easy to identify.

Until he came upon a certain picture, buried deep in the corner of the drawer.  It was of two boys about the same age. Dick was obviously the first one.  The the ice blue eyes, the big smile, the bright blue Haly circus shirt and shorts decorated with elephants had given it away.  But the second boy, the second boy was the opposite.  His hair was blonde, cold blue eyes, and a smile that looked evil.   His shirt was a black turtleneck and his pants were a dark gray with a knife imprinted on the side. Nevertheless, both had an arm around each other and they were both smiling.  It was a dusty photo, and on the back was inscribed in a handwriting Tim had never seen:

Dickie-boy, you have no idea how sorry I am.... when I got you blamed, it was out of spite, and you know it was.  How perfect you always were annoyed me... as I know it annoys you.

But now, I see why.  I see how.  And I respect you for it.  I hope you can forgive me.  But I know you already have, and I've already been forgiven without a question.  But, some of me wants you to be mad at all I've ruined for you and every perfect thing you had with Bruce.  I'm sorry.

I know that you're really a great guy.  I hope you have more brothers, that are better than me.  I know you'll make a great brother though.  I was always bad, but I was your first brother.  I hope you always remember me for that.

And I realize now, that I do love you.  And thanks to you, I've learned the meaning of love...

Your very first brother,

Lance

Very first brother?!  What the hell?!  Did Dick know that Tim was going to be rummaging in here and had planted something weird just to get a reaction out of him?  What was this awfulness?  Who was this person?

Tim was shocked... and this was not necessarily a secret he couldn't let Dick get away with.  He need to know who this was.  And now... but first, he had to consult with his other brothers.

+_+_+

"Why are we in your room Drake?" Damian asked, throwing around Tim's math pillow to Jason.

"I have no words except.. LOOK AT THIS!" Tim said, shoving the old photograph at his two brothers.

He watched as Jason's face turned upside down and back again and he frowned, Jason ceased the pillow passing and looked closely at the picture squinting, "What the-"

"Language Jay!" Tim cut him off with a perfect Dick impersonation.

"Oh shut up, but no seriously, what is that?" Jason asked, yanking the photo away from Damian, who was making a sickened face at it.

"What kind of prank is Grayson pulling now?" Damian growled as he looked to see if the photo was authentic.

"I don't know, but we're going to find out!" Tim said, grabbing it back and then turning downstairs, "Coming with me?"

"Grayson is going down for whatever trick he's pulling off!" Damian said glaring.

+_+_+

"Dick?" Tim asked, sitting on a chair across from the lit fireplace that was illuminating the dark night.  Jason and Damian followed suit.   Jason sat on the ground next to Tim, and Damian went to sit on the back of Dick's chair.

"Yeah?" Dick barely took his eyes off of the fire, seemingly hypnotized by the flame.  Been there down that.

"What's this?" Jason asked, cutting to the chase and shoving a picture at Dick.

Dick yanked his head away from the fire and turned to look at the picture, and when he did, his face paled so hard and his looked like he was about to faint, and when he spoke, his voice seemed like it was strained, "Where did you find that?"

"I found it in your drawer!" Tim announced, proud of his finding skills.

"Put it back please Tim... hide it somewhere I'll never think to look!" Dick looked pained, and he turned back to the fire.

"Not until you tell us what it is Grayson!" Damian said, glaring into Dick's back and analyzing a way to kill him if he didn't do so.

"It's... it's a family picture...." Dick said, looking back at the fire and ignoring the annoyed looks on his brothers faces, "Can we not talk about it?"

"You've always told me that it will feel better if you talk about it!" Jason sang out, sort of teasing his brother as he laid out onto the floor.

"Well, don't you know I never take my advice?" Dick teased, smiling a strained smile at his joke.

"Can you just tell us?  We're dying of curiosity over here." Tim pointed out, adding, "Plus, wouldn't you rather us here it from us instead of the computer which we will ask soon?"

"Fine!" Dick cried, his hand over his eyes, "That boy you're looking at is Lance Bruner.  He was the son of one of Bruce's father's friends.  Bruce's father and Lance's father signed an agreement that if anything were to ever happen to Lance's father, Bruce's father would take care of him.  Unfortunately, since Thomas Wayne died, the responsibility of Lance came to Bruce.  So Bruce adopted him."

"How come we've never heard of him?" Jason asked, a little peeved at not being the second Batkid.

"That's... that's the painful part.  You see Jay, you aren't the first to die in the Robin suit." Dick said grimly, staring into the fire deeper, as if it would take away the pain, "Of course, you would expect Lance to be great.  He wasn't.  At once, the first things he did was prank me, Bruce, and even Alfred.  MY Alfred... that evil little... anyway, he wasn't the nicest person.  But we put up with it for a certain amount of time.  All of a sudden, Lance got kidnapped."

"So?" Damian asked, knowing that any skilled person could get out of a kidnap.

"So, Lance had staged his kidnapping and I got blamed for it.  Anyway, after that happened... Bruce decided to adopt Lance, and after that Lance had a change of heart.  He was great, helped around the house, kinder to me, kinder to the Titans.  He was a great brother.  A pretty great first brother, because from the start of my life, that was all I wanted.  A sibling.  And he gave me that.  We became close."  Dick explained, smiling at something.

"And so....." Damian prompted.

"Yeah, how does he die?" Jason looked upset.  Probably about the whole not the second person to be adopted by Bruce thing.

"Well, Lance figured out we were Batman and Robin.  And he got mad at us, so he teamed up with a bad guy to kill us...." Dick continued.

"Wow, that sure escalated quickly!" Tim commented.  Jason and Damian turned to glare at him, taking out their weapons and whispering, 'shut up! I wanna hear the next part.'

"So, the bad guy was about to try and kill Batman with this water spraying thing, but as a good faithful and loyal sidekick, I jumped in front of the spray and got shot off the building.  Bruce got all mad about that and tried to go after the bad guy.  I guess something clicked inside of Lance's head.  He literally saw me sacrifice myself for Batman and he was shocked at my love for him as a father.  So, he got my Robin suit, and blocked a shot from Batman."  Dick said, shaking his head.

"What happened next?" Jason asked, looking angry.

"He died from that shot.  But he died a hero, he proved himself to us.  At the cost of his life." Dick said, putting his head in his hands.

"Woah..." Damian said, "Repeat all the gory details of him dying >:D!"

"No Dami, I won't.  Are you guys satisfied now?  Now that you know about your blond haired brother you never met?" Dick asked, standing up and looking outside at the full moon, searching the sky for the Batsignal.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that Dick.  I had no idea more then Jason and Damian died as Robin." Tim said, in shock of how fast the situation had escalated.

"Well, he was never really considered a Robin, but he's our.. my.. brother, so!" Dick said, turning away from the window and going to the stairs.

"Wait Dick, even though I'm not your first brother, do you still love me?" Jason asked, sort of shyly.

"I don't care what order you came in, you are my brothers, and I love you all." Dick said winking.