Disclaimer: I obviously don't own Teen Titans or I'd be rich and I wouldn't need to write fanfiction

AN: Hey friends! This is my second story andI hope you like it. I don't knowhow long it's going to be,soI guessI'll have to see what happens!

I'd just like to thank everyone who reviewed my other fic, She'll Know. It was my firstone andI really liked getting as many reviews asI did. Truthfully,I was only expectinga coupleflamesand one or two comments for consructive criticism, so thank you all! Love ya lots!


'My alarm clock is still flashing 2:14. I'm staring to wonder if I need to change the batteries, because I'm almost positive that I've been lying here, awake, for at least five hours. Beast Boy thought, he had woken up around 2:00 a.m. for some reason, and hadn't been able to get back to sleep. 'I've tried counting sheep, but it didn't do any good. In fact I think I'm even more awake than when I started. Maybe I should get a midnight snack; a nice tofu sandwich would really hit the spot. Yeah, that's what I'm going to do.' He decided.

Beast Boy climbed out of bed, stretching his tired limbs. He carefully walked to his door, making sure not to trip on any of the things on his floor. He wasn't very successful and ended up tripping over a stuffed monkey with cymbals attached to its hands. Grumbling ("Stupid monkey… don't even know why I have you… waste of space…") he stood up and made sure to kick while he was walking, knocking everything away with his foot, which created a clear path to his door. He reached his door quickly, but not very silently. Carefully checking down the hallway to make sure he hadn't woken anybody up, he made his way towards the kitchen. He stopped for a second while he was passing Raven's room.

'What's this feeling I've been getting lately when she's around. It's sort of like what I felt for Terra, but a lot stronger, and somehow different. It confuses me. I get this weird, bubbly feeling in my stomach. Then, my hands get all sweaty and gross. I suppose the gloves I wear all the time don't really help that. Oh, oops. I've been standing out here this whole time, haven't I? I'm standing outside of Raven's room in the middle of the night, without her knowing. I'm, like, a pair of binoculars away from becoming a stalker. OK, so maybe not, but just in case I'll keep walking.'

Walking away from her door quickly, he finished his trip down the hall.

'Snack time! Wait… someone's moving around by the table! Is it possible for someone to get passed Cyborg's security system? It could be some evil techno-genius, trying to corrupt our computer system and take over Titans Tower! I need to save everyone! His… or her… back is turned. Maybe if I just keep sneaking up on them I can-'

"Beast Boy, settle down it's just me." Said Raven. She turned around before he had time to pounce on the 'intruder'.

"Oh, I knew that!" Beast Boy replied, trying to sound convincing "How did you know it was me?"

"You're too loud to be anyone else. I could hear you falling all over your room. It's a good thing that everyone else is a relatively sound sleeper." She answered.

"Hey! It was dark, OK?" He defended himself lamely.

"Yes, and I'm sure it was the dark that stopped you from turning the lamp beside your bed on."Raven replied sarcastically. Beast Boy scowled at her.

"So what are you doing in here anyway? I can't have been the one to wake you up, I would have seen you walking down the hall." Asked Beast Boy, exchanging his scowl for a look of curiosity. Raven looked at him carefully, deciding whether or not she should confide in him. In the end she just lied.

"I was hungry. I came out for a midnight snack."

Beast Boy looked around. There wasn't any food sitting on the table she was sitting at. He raised an eyebrow.

"Don't you need food for a midnight snack?" he asked with a smirk.

He knew she was lying, so she decided to just ignore him. Standing up, she filled a kettle with water and put it on the stove to boil. Tea helps everything.

"Do you want to talk about it?" asked Beast Boy cautiously.

"Talk about what?" Raven honestly didn't know what he was babbling about.

"Well, I know you weren't out here for a snack, and you don't usually just get up in the middle of the night to drink tea, so something must be up." Beast Boy reasoned. Raven was a bit surprised at his logic, mainly because it actually made sense, but also because he was right. She hadn't been able to sleep at all that night. Her emotions had been keeping her awake.

"There's nothing to talk about." Raven lied again "I just came out for tea and then I'll be going back to my room to meditate."

"Why do you need to meditate in the middle of the night?" he kept pushing for answers.

"Why do you need to ask so many questions?" she snapped.

"Wow… touchy. I just wanted to help." Beast Boy replied, a bit confused at her outburst.

"Well, I don't need your help." The kettle on the stove started whistling so she turned away from their argument and busied herself with pouring the water into a cup and grabbing a tea bag. Without saying another word she left the room.

Beast Boy watched her depart. Once she was out of sight, he sighed. The strange feelings had been working over-time in the past five minutes they had been talking. The new sensation was now replaced with another, less pleasant, feeling. Beast Boy slumped into a chair and looked at the table sadly. Why did he always have to make her angry? He just wanted to help.

Raven walked down he hall quickly, wanting to reach her room faster. When she did she closed her door and sat down in the middle of her room. Slowly taking a sip of tea, she crossed her legs and got comfortable. She took a deep, cleansing breath and chanted,

"Azarath… Metrion… Zinthos… Azarath… Metrion… Zinthos…" she repeated this for over an hour until finally her emotions had settled enough for her to sleep soundly. She stood up and lay down in her bed. Slowly, she drifted off…