I hope this separation line is better. Thank RabulaTasa, everybody. Hes the one that set me strait.

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Yes! I am so excited about this story. Yes, I know its been done a thousand times before, and I think I've done something like this before, though I'm not sure its exactly this. I know I promised not until the 30th, but I couldn't wait. I feel so evil when I read this, and hope this story makes your heart lurch like mine did when I read it fully for the first time. Then that means I've done my job. Here is a pictures associated with this chapter, and if you want to see more, check the rest of my Deviant Art site out:

http://bbissocute. art/ Dont-you-Dare-Die-on-me-63313580

http://bbissocute. art/ Without-you-61992067

(Just remove the spaces)

Oh and the italic is kinda like a flash back thing. You'll understand as you read it. I put the symbol ----------------------------because my sister kept getting confused with out them. I hope you enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I don't even own a cell phone, what makes you think I own the Teen Titans?

This wasn't supposed to happen. Nothing like this was ever supposed to happen.

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Normal day, normal fight. Nothing out of the ordinary. Just another giant disgruntled pebble lose. Nothing new.

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It was always in the back of her mind, sure, but how could it actually happen? Why now? Why to him?

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Everyone knew what to do. It won't take too long, she hoped. Cinder Block usually went down pretty easily. But this time was different.

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Everything was perfect, everyone so happy, it wasn't fair. He was her happiness. He couldn't leave her.

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She saw it coming. She knew that he wouldn't be quick enough to evade it. She knew he would fall. She knew. And yet, she did nothing. Time seemed to stop as she stood there, mystified, watching him fall. And as he hit the ground, she felt her heart shatter.

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He was the one thing that made her smile. The only one who even tried. He was the one that gave her hope. He was her hope.

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She went to him. She raced to his broken form as fast as she could move. She looked at him, his blood beginning to exit his wounds and his breath beginning to slow. She lowered her hands over him, trying to heal him of his injuries. But her powers refused her, and as she struggled to force her curse to work, she began to cry. Tears rapidly left her eyes and fell upon his face.

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"How did this happen?" she asked herself for the millionth time that day. She knew the answer. It was her fault. All her's. How could this not be? She was supposed to be the strongest one, the responsible one, the protector. And yet, she hadn't protected him. She hadn't saved him. It was all her fault.

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The ache of his recent battle flooded his body as he regained consciousnesses, causing him to gasp in pain. As his senses returned to him, he was overwhelmed by the immense amount of noise around him, his naturally enhanced senses amplifying the sound tenfold. His breath was short and shallow, the pain causing this rapid inhalation.

His ears twitched as he became aware of crying above him. His eyes flickered open, revealing that it was Raven who was crying from above. He wondered why she did this, but then felt her hands on him and her tears on his face. Then he knew she was crying for him.

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Her heart ached as she thought of it. All that had happened. She couldn't close her eyes without replaying it in her mind. And every time she watched it, her heart broke again and again.

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As he watched her beautiful eyes weep above him, he felt his heart lurch. He told her not to cry, not over him. He told her it would all be alright. He told her to smile for him, to be strong. He said he couldn't stand to see her cry.

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She cried for him, though. She remembered his words and his voice and his pain, and she cried.

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He wanted to see her smile before he left them. Before he left her. She told him not to say that, she told him not to leave her. She even threatened him, to which he laughed. He regained his grimiest of pain soon after, and she could not help but wish harder for the return of her dark energies.

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She got up from her bed. Raven thought she might have seen a wear mark on the floor, no doubt result from all her pacing. She walked over to her dresser. The mirror revealed her tearstained face, matted hair and red eyes. She glanced away, not wanting to look at herself. She couldn't help the disappointment rise in her. As she gazed downwards, she spotted a small picture.

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She tried her powers again. Nothing changed from her earlier plight. 'This can't be happening!' She yelled in her head. Her eyes met his again. They seemed to plead to her, and more tears began to fill her eyes. As the tears began to fall, she glanced down to avoid his gaze. She felt his gentle hand come to her eyes and take the tears from her face.

He begged her again not to cry, not now. He said he didn't want her to remember his last seconds like this.

He was quiet suddenly, and her heart stopped as quickly as her tears. Her eyes returned to him immediately, fearing the worst, only to realize he was merely pausing.

He grasped her hand and placed it on his chest. Their eyes met. She saw all his feelings through them. Pain, the most predominant, but another as well.


He spoke to her in almost whisper. He told her the one thing that she had always wanted to hear from his lips, causing her feel an almost excruciating amount of sorrow in her heart. A coughing fit suddenly seized him, painting a grimace upon her face.

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She griped the picture tightly. Her wet pillow beckoned her as she studied the photograph. It was of him. Of Beast Boy and her, where they were, she did not remember.

He held the camera with one arm and her in the other. He smiled his classic grin, and she had managed to muster up a small smirk herself. She trembled as she looked on, but couldn't tear her eyes away. A tear fell to the picture, making a small –plop– echo through the quiet room.

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A small trickle of blood drained from his mouth. Tears welled in her eyes all over again. She couldn't stand to see him like this, not like this. He looked into her face again, mustering a small, frail smile.

He whispered the words again to her, and in that moment she seized his lips in hers. She could taste blood and tears, but she couldn't care. His words echoed throughout her mind, like a broken record, "…I love you, I love you, I love you…" and she could not help but sob harder.

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She couldn't help but feel like all hope was lost as she stared into the picture. If, if, if. A thousand If's tore through her mind. If she had tried harder, if she had told him sooner, if she had been better to him, maybe…

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She separated from his lips, instantly regretting doing so. He sent a sad smile up at her, and she did the same to him. She could see tears forming in his eyes, and more flowed from hers.

He whispered the words to her again, and she whispered them back through her tears. He gave her one last smile, and closed his eyes.

Her tears fell fast as she wept over him.

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She curled into a ball on her bed, still crying. She knew she should be sleeping now, for she hadn't done so in days, but she couldn't. She knew she couldn't. Her mind continued to float back to him. She knew she wouldn't ever be whole again if he left her.


Ooooooooh, I wonder what that could mean…Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I promise there will be more, very very soon. I promise. I do hope I will get reviews before I post it, though. But I will post it nevertheless. Thank you for reading this,

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