AN: I do not own Teen Titans… or These Words… I Guess…
"Raven, I just found these in one of your books that was hollowed out," said Beast Boy.
"And just what were you doing looking through my books?" she asked, angry.
"I had a suspicion and I needed to confirm it," he said, equally as upset. "You wanna tell me what you were thinking? Why would you start smoking?!"
"It's to calm my appetite, that's all," said Raven, crossing her arms. "Trust me, I don't do it to look 'cool'."
"So, what, you wanna stay thin so you're gonna smoke and get cancer?!" he said, very angry with her.
"Hey, it's my body!" she said. "If I want to smoke a cigarette every so often then I'll do it."
"Well, fine, go ahead then!" he said, throwing the pack of cigarettes at her. "But don't do it around here. No matter how much you hide it all I can smell when I'm within ten feet of you is smoke."
And with that he angrily left. Raven looked at the pack of cigarettes in her hand and then threw them against the wall. She felt ashamed. This was the first time Beast Boy was looking down on her. And she didn't like it. She didn't like it at all.
The team had just had a run in with Red X, who escaped once again. Raven had taken a hit to the ground pretty hard and would've been attacked again if not for Beast Boy pouncing on Red X and basically saving her life.
Robin arrived outside of Ravens door and went to knock. But he paused when he heard a pleasured moan from within and a chuckle that could almost qualify as a giggle.
"Uh, Raven? It's Robin," he announced.
"Yes?" she replied through her door.
"Just came by to make sure you're alright," he said.
"Don't worry, I'm fine," she said.
"How's your back?" he asked.
"Fine," she said simply.
"Well, take it easy until you can heal it," said Robin. "Also, have you seen Beast Boy?"
"…no," she said hesitantly.
"Oh," said Robin. "I haven't seen him since we got home. You know, he saved your butt today."
"I'm quite aware of that," said Raven.
"I think you should thank him," said Robin.
"Don't worry, I am," she replied.
"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Robin.
"For the love of God, Robin!" Beast Boy shouted. "You're ruining it, now go away!"
Robin stood there stunned for a moment. He opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it. Whatever the two of them were doing he didn't want to know. So he quickly decided to go back to his room to keep working.
Beast Boy's frustration at Robin quickly melted away as Raven continued to scratch his back. He couldn't even keep his head up he was so relaxed, so it just hung forward. His left leg was shaking uncontrollably and he kept moaning happily. Raven couldn't help but find all of this amusing. She thought this the best way to thank her savior.
She seemed to be the only one who knew it and she liked it that way. If Cyborg found out, God forbid, he'd probably make fun of him for it. But she loved it. She loved lying her head on his chest late at night and listening as he purred. That's right, Beast Boy didn't snore; he purred. She noticed he purred even harder when she was cuddled with him at night. And she loved it.
Beast Boy looked around the dark room, his mind still very much awake. "Rae? Raven?"
Raven moaned and was brought out of her sleep. She hated being such a light sleeper. "What?"
"Do you believe in God?" he asked.
"What?" she answered, wondering where the heck this was coming from.
"Do you believe in God?" he asked again.
"Do you?" she yawned.
"To be honest, I'm not really sure," he said. "And that scares me. So, I wanna know, do you believe in God?"
"Beast Boy, my father is a demon," said Raven. "If demons exist then the devil exists and if the devil exists that means God exists because He's the one who cast Lucifer out of Heaven. Does that answer your question?"
Beast Boy felt a great weight lift off of his shoulders, and his soul. He turned and wrapped his arms around her as she slowly fell back asleep. "Thank you."
"Hey, Raven, if the five of us were stranded on a desert island which one of us would you eat first?" asked
Raven looked up from her book and said, "Where is this question coming from?"
"I dunno, it just popped into my head," said Beast Boy. "So who would you eat?"
Raven thought for a moment then said, "You."
"What?! Why me?" he said, hurt.
"Because you could give us the most food," said Raven. "You could turn into a large animal and feed your friends for months. And you'd be considered a great hero. Wouldn't you want that honor?"
"Huh, I never thought of it like that," said Beast Boy. He thought and then smiled. "Alright, if this ever happens, I'll sacrifice myself for you guys."
"Wonderful," said Raven who went back to reading.
It was a horrible thing, to wake up every morning with a feeling of dread in one's stomach. But with a morning of meditation and a cup of tea, she could usually push the feeling away until the next morning.
"How can you like moose?!" said Beast Boy, disgusted.
"What's wrong with liking mousse?" asked Raven.
"What do you mean 'what's wrong'?" said an outraged Beast Boy. "It's a living, breathing thing!"
Raven stared at him for a second. "It… is?" said Raven, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course it is!" he yelled.
"Beast Boy, you do realize I'm not talking about the animal, right?" said Raven.
"You're… You're not?" he asked, pausing during his rant.
"Of course not!" said Raven. "I'm talking about chocolate mousse, you twit. Why would I like to eat a moose for dessert?"
"Oh… well, that's true," said Beast Boy. "Come to think of it, I like mousse, too!"
"You're an idiot," said Raven, deciding to leave the room.
"Hey, I am not simple minded!" Beast Boy yelled at Cyborg.
"His mind is anything but simple," Raven added in from the couch.
He was born human. His parents were human. But he didn't feel human. He didn't feel like a human, an animal, an alien, he didn't feel like he could be placed in any group. So what did that make him? He didn't know. But he longed to. He was the only one of his kind, and he hoped it stayed that way. He never wanted anyone to feel the way he felt. Born human and yet not a human. Could he even call himself a man?
"So… what does that mean… exactly?" asked Cyborg.
"What do you think it means?" said Beast Boy.
"I'm not really sure," said Cyborg, scratching the mechanical part of his head. "I feel really confused right now."
"As am I," said Starfire. "Please, friends, could you please do the elaborating?"
"What's to elaborate?" asked Raven.
"Could you at least tell us when this happened?" asked Robin.
"It's been slowly happening over the past few months," said Beast Boy.
"You two have been together for a few months?!" their three teammates exclaimed.
Raven didn't exactly enjoy going out in public, but sometimes it was worth it when she wanted to listen to some poetry or have some tea. There was a small, dark little café within the city that she enjoyed going to every once in a while. There were people like her there. Of course, none of them were really like her, but she felt quite amused by the sight of them.
They were usually considered goth or emo; they wore all black, black nail polish, black makeup, and were more often than not very pale. They listened to songs about death and depression and how much the world and their lives suck. Yes, Raven found them to be quite amusing.
She didn't consider herself goth or emo, as much as everyone thought she did. Yes, she was dark. Yes, she was never very optimistic. Yes, she listened to some unhappy music. But she was this way because it was the way she was born. She didn't exactly have a choice over it; unlike all the goths and emos she saw that were simply doing it for attention or because they were trying to find out who they were as a person. She found it funny that people would choose to be this way when they could just as easily choose to be happy and enjoy life.
It never snowed in Jump City; the weather was always mild. She never told anyone that she actually loved the snow. It was clean, it was pure, it was beautiful; it was everything she wished she could be.
"Garfield Logan, we're not going to a comic book convention for our honeymoon and that's final!"
"I'm not going into your room," said Raven. "It's far too messy."
"Well I'm not going into your room," said Beast Boy. "It's too creepy."
"Your room smells sour."
"Your room is too dark."
"Your room's floor is sticky. And it has a carpet!"
"Yeah well your room… your room… okay, touché."
"What did you use?" she asked, her arms crossed and her foot tapping.
"Lipstick," he said. "I was gonna borrow some from Star, but then I decided to just go grab some dollar store stuff so I wouldn't have to worry about using it all."
"And just how am I supposed to get it off?" asked Raven.
"Why would you wanna do that?" he asked. "Don't you like it?"
"Beast Boy, I can't meditate with a love note written in lipstick on my meditation mirror," she sighed.
"Well I would've done it on your vanity mirror but then you wouldn't have been able to see your beautiful face behind the lipstick," said Beast Boy.
Raven opened her mouth, but instead her face just flushed and she turned completely away from him. "Just, um, just find something to clean this lipstick off," she said. "Go ask Starfire, I'm sure she'll know how."
Beast Boy sighed and said, "Okay."
Raven thought for a moment then quickly turned back around. "Beast Boy!" she called. He stopped dead in his tracks and turned back to her, a hopeful look on his face. "Don't tell Starfire why you need to know how to get lipstick off of a mirror. If she found out what you did we'd never live it down."
"Are you saying there's a 'we' then?" he asked, his hope never fading.
"Just go!" she said, not giving anything away. Once he was gone she looked at the love note he'd written for her again. She grabbed a tissue and pressed it to the lipstick written words on the mirror. She gently took it off and held it up to her vanity, where she could read the words clearly. She then carefully hid the tissue away in her draw and waited for Beast Boy to return.
He hid behind his jokes. She hid behind her books. And when the jokes and books were taken away both felt completely vulnerable and naked. That was why Beast Boy was never seen acting serious and why Raven was never seen without a piece of literature tucked in her arms.
"What is this, a game to you?" said Raven, angrily.
"If it is, I think I'm winning," said Beast Boy with a smile.
He stumbled into the tower around 3:00 am. The room was spinning and he clung to the wall to keep himself from falling to the ground. He dragged himself through the halls, keeping as quiet as he could, and prayed he'd reach his destination soon; the bathroom. He felt like he was going to be sick and he had to pee so badly he was lucky he hadn't gone already. He finally reached the bathroom and was surprised to see that someone was waiting outside of it. Her arms were crossed and she shook her head upon seeing him.
"Oh," he said, realizing who it was. "Hey Rae."
"Why?" she whispered in a pained voice. "Why do you do this to yourself?"
Beast Boy couldn't look at her, so he looked at the floor. "I…I don't know," he said, lamely.
She sighed and opened the door to the bathroom for him. "Go ahead. I'll be waiting for you when you're done," she said.
"I swear, Rae, this is the last time," he said in a slurred voice.
"Yeah, yeah," she said sadly as he walked into the bathroom. "That's what you always say."
"Hey, Raven, do I look like a knight in shining armor?" asked Beast Boy.
"No," said Raven. "You look more like a knight in green armor with pointy ears and a corny sense of humor."
"Well, jeez, what girl's gonna want a knight like that?!" said Beast Boy.
wouldn't mind one like that," said Raven, under her breath.
"Huh? Did you say something?"
She never took naps, normally, but after a mission that had occurred between one and four in the morning, she was quite happy to take one. She'd fought it off for as long as she could and actually fell asleep on her stomach with a book open in front of her on her bed.
When she awoke she went to push herself up, to stretch, but she felt a warm weight centered in her lower back. At first, she felt quite confused. It was as if someone had placed a hot water bottle on her back. She decided to reach back there and see just what it was. Her arm stretch behind her and her hand suddenly came in contact with something furry, to which she recoiled. Her touch made this hot, furry thing begin to purr and it vibrated her body.
"Beast Boy?" she said, a bit confused. She turned a little and saw a green kitten sleeping on her. He always took an afternoon catnap and, if he could, would end up sleeping on her; usually in the common room.
She sighed and began to push herself up. The kitten slowly rolled off of her back, over her behind, and as she sat up on her knees he was nestled in the space between her legs. Once there, he readjusted himself and went back to sleep.
"The point was for you to get up, not go back to sleep," said Raven. He opened one of his little kitten eyes then went back to sleep. She sighed and lay back down, deciding to pick up where she left off in her book. He was just napping, after all. But when he crawled atop her behind, curled up, and went back to sleep, well, that pushed it.
She softly ran her fingers over the scars that were scattered across his back. He'd never told her where he'd gotten them and she didn't have the courage to ever ask. She only knew that he only trusted her to know about them.
It was the first fight they'd ever had. Should the lamp be on or the lamp be off? Yes, that was the question. This simple question exploded into an all out war between the changeling and the empath. He wanted it off so he could watch a movie. She wanted it on so she could read. By the end the lamp lay broken on the floor, Beast Boy sat watching his movie in the dark, and Raven had exited the common room. That basically set the stage for how their friendship would be for years to come. Needless to say, the Titans never replaced the lamp.
Last night was my first night with Beast Boy. It was both of our first times so we were both really nervous. It didn't really last long and, well, it was kind of boring. Not to mention painful. He made all of these weird noises and, I'll tell you, it was a real turn off.
"Hey! That's a lie! How dare she?!"
And if he's still reading this then he hasn't realized that only a fool would actually keep a diary in this tower. Now put it back and, whatever you do, don't look behind you.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"What do you think?"
She knew he thought she was the only one who knew how to do spells and magic and whatnot. But she believed he had a certain magic of his own. He was the only one who could make a smile appear on her face out of nowhere. Mumbo Jumbo had nothing on Beast Boy; she knew that was for sure.
They both knew the exact moment it happened. They'd been sitting on the couch watching a movie Starfire had begged them all to watch. They were sitting close, his arm wrapped around her shoulders, and she was leaning on him. In the middle of the movie he took one of her hands in his and began to play with it; winding his fingers in and out of hers and massaging her knuckles. After a little while of this she finally looked up at him and their eyes met. A feeling almost reminiscent of electricity passed through both their bodies and that's when they knew; they were in love.
(AND NO FLAMES ALLOWED)
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