My first chapter fic on ! Yay! Sort of. Let's just hope I do this right. Rated M for swearing and (possibly) sexual content in later chapter(s). Pairings: BB/Rae and Star/Rob. Takes place after Spellbound. Please enjoy!

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More details at the bottom about this being a chapter fic.

Raven wrapped her arms around herself as she walked back to her room. Beast boy watched her for a minute then looked down at the gray carpeting thoughtfully. She was still sad, he knew that. But he could fix it. Running to his room to put on normal clothes and his holograph ring, he wondered what he would say to her after his task was complete. Of course, it didn't really matter because he knew it was going to work.

Raven was lying on her bed with jazz music playing to try and relax. Even after pummeling Cyborg and Beast boy a few time with that stupid ball of stank, she still felt really crappy. She was still mentally beating herself for her mistake and putting herself down with insults she actually believed she deserved. There was a knock on the door and she recognized the light, rhythmic rapping to be Beast boy's signature knock. She sighed and slid out of bed. When she opened the door, instead of seeing his sparkling green eyes and spiky green hair, she encountered a bouquet of black amethysts, baby birth, and purple roses. "What's that for?"

"They're your favorites, right? Can I set them down?" She nodded and he walked inside but only to her dresser, where he set the blue glass vase on it and went to stand outside her door respectfully. "Um, I also got you these." He held out a small bag and she took it hesitantly. "I promise it's not a prank."

"All right then." She lifted out a book, a fiction book, and two tickets to her favorite black and white movie theater's showing of some movie called Dracula she had yet to see. "Dracula?"

"Yeah. I got you the book to go with it. It's a vampire movie. I thought you'd like it. It's the premiere showing and the ticket lady said that there weren't many people coming, since you can see the color version on DVD. If you like it, I'll buy you the color or black and white version."

"Beast boy, this is the 1992 version. It doesn't have a black and white version." She bit her lip to keep from laughing. He groaned and smacked his forehead.

"Ugh! I can't do anything right! I'm sorry, Raven. I'll get you different tickets." He looked really miserable, thinking that he had screwed up. She grabbed his arm and smiled softly. "You're…you're not mad?"

"No. I've been told to see this one by a lot of people. Would you care to come with me? I really don't want to go alone and I can't take Starfire. She asks a lot of questions about things." He smiled and shook his head. "Why not?"

"I don't wanna ruin it for you. But I'm sure Robin would go with you." She shook her and looked down slightly, pretending to pout. His eyes widened at how quickly he upset her and started waving his arms around animatedly. "I'm sorry! I'll go, I'll go! Please don't be sad! I'll do anything you want! Just don't get sad!"

She looked up and arched an eyebrow at him. "You're strange, as anyone ever told you that?"

"More people that I'm okay to admit. So, um, its tomorrow. I'll meet you downstairs and we'll go to dinner before the show, okay?" She nodded and he grinned before running off. Then he skidded to a stop and ran back. "Um, there's something else I wanted to tell you," he said awkwardly, rubbing his neck and looked at his feet. She stepped aside and he eyed the opening she made for him to enter her room through nervously. "Uh, I don't wanna invade your space."

"Inside before I change my mind, Beast boy." He stepped inside and the door swished shut behind him. She set the bag down, removed the tickets and book, and set them on her bedside table. Then she sat on the bed and looked at him attentively. His excessive amount of nerves seemed to amuse her, he noticed, but he didn't care. This was her domain. Her scent coated every inch and it was a tad overwhelming. She always smelled of black amethyst - thanks to the perfume she used-, honey, chamomile tea, apples. He loved it but at that moment, all it did was remind him that it was her place and he wasn't supposed to be in there. It was like moving in on a female lion's hunting territory. Deadly. "Are you comparing me to some predatory animal again?"

"No," he squeaked, jumping slightly. "Well, not you. Your room. I'm a bit uncomfortable."

"Why? I invited you in. Come sit. I swear not to hit you or get angry. So long as you keep your shoes off my bed." He nodded and tentatively sat next to her. "You can face any villain with a laugh but I scare you? Should that offend me?"

"No. From fear comes respect. That's why animals tend to be so aggressive. So that lower animals will fear and respect them as alphas." She nodded her understanding and he stood back up. She watched him walk to wear she had set the bag, bend over, and lift out another, smaller book. "This ones the book from the 1930s version of the movie. I'm not sure which is better." She nodded and took it as he sat back down. "Um, Rae…ven?"

"You can tell me whatever it is, Beast boy. I won't judge you." He nodded, took a deep breath, and began to speak.

"I know what he told you. I have really good hearing." He chuckled nervously and said, "My ears aren't just for show, you know?" She nodded and gave one of them a tug. He grimaced a bit but smiled a little more comfortably. "Ow. Anyway, he wasn't lying about two things. One," he said, holding up a gloved finger, "you're not creepy. Just different. And I never should've said that to you. I just have a hard time understanding you and it frustrates me. Two, you really are beautiful, Raven. And you know what? You're the best kind of beautiful."

"What do you mean?" she asked, smiling slightly as she looked at her legs. She needed to shave, she noticed. She was beginning to get a bit of stubble. He looked at where she was looking and put his hand on hers to try and capture her attention. She looked up and he beamed at her.

"Well, my mom told me that there are two kinds of beautiful. The everyday, average kind that I should never fall for and the unique, one in a million kind I should always try to appreciate. But people don't usually appreciate the beauty in differences, she said." Raven looked amazed that he was being so open. He normal tensed up when anyone even brought up parents of any kind. "Now, she might've just been trying to make me feel better, cause, well, look at me, but I think she was right anyway. And Raven, you're that fantastic, unique kind of beauty. I'm sorry I forget that sometimes."

She looked down and he frowned when he smelt the saline from her tears. "What'd I say? Oh, man. I'm sorry, Rave. I'll leave you alone." She shook her head and put her arms around his neck. "Uh, what is it?"

"Thank you, Beast boy. That means a lot to me." He smiled and gently put his arms around her. She sighed and relaxed against him. He held her a bit tighter until she was so pressed against him; she was almost in his lap. "I'm glad you think I have a beautiful personality."

"And appearance," he said nervously. She pulled away and gave him a questioning look. He had whispered it so quietly, she almost didn't hear.


"You're beautiful in outer appearance too. Not that that matters to you. You're not vain like that, huh?" She shrugged slightly and put her head back on his shoulder with her arms around his waist this time. He rubbed her back so tenderly; she felt more tears spring into her eyes. No one had ever, Malchior included, made her feel so loved and important. He held her as if he was being blessed with the privilege of touching a sacred deity. "Hey, don't cry."

"I'm not sad," she assured him; pressing into him so he wouldn't move her away. He held her until she was done crying. She cried over Malchior, she cried because of how Beast boy made her feel with all his caring gestures and words, and she cried when she just couldn't stop anymore. And he let her. He didn't tell her to shush or hold her off him in disgust. He just let her cry. "Thank you," she said when she was done.

"Yeah." She pulled away and he wiped her cheeks of the moisture from her tears. "Everybody has to cry sometimes, Rave. Don't worry about it." She nodded and put her hands over his on her cheeks. His cheeks turned brown from his blush while hers turned pink. "Um…"

"You're a lot smarter than I give you credit for. I owe you so many apologies." He shook his head and she stopped him from speaking. "Yes, I do. I'm horrible to you."

"No, you're not. I'm not always the best friend and I need to learn when to shut up. It's that different thing, you know? I've got a personality you're not used to. So you react badly. Same thing with me and your personality." She smiled at his understanding and nodded, hands still over his. "You've got really beautiful eyes, you know? I've never been close enough to actually appreciate them but they are really nice."

"Thanks. I like yours too." He chuckled and they stared at each other for a minute. She moved a bit closer and he mimicked her eagerly, lost in a moment he thought he would never experience with her. Neither knew who pressed whose lips to the others but they knew they liked it. Beast boy's fingers dipped into Raven's hair and she wrapped her arms around his neck again. They lost themselves to the kiss and their teenage hormones until Raven was lying underneath Beast boy on top of her dark blue blanket. He slid one hand down from the side of her stomach to her knee, which he made her bend and hook on his hip gently. She slid her small hands under the back of his shirt and dug her nails into the skin on his back gently. He practically purred as he pressed her deeper into the mattress and ran his hand up and down her thigh. Damn it! Why do I even wear these stupid gloves? It's not like I can take them off without breaking the kiss and if I do, she might change her mind. Which is going to happen when she needs to breathe any way.

"You think too much," she complained, pulling back for air. He whimpered a bit and she smirked. "Animal." Then she grabbed his hands and yanked off the gloves. "There. Solution."

He grinned and pressed his rough, dry lips to her soft, moist ones. She moaned a bit as he caressed her bare thigh gently. Oh, wow. He has claws? That's news. Oh, Azar. They feel good against my skin. What am I thinking? We're acting like teenagers with no control over our hormones when we know that we both have perfect control…Oh, dear Azar.

Beast boy moved his lips to her neck and kissed it despite the leotard covering her skin. Down he went, staring at her chin and moving in a straight line until he reached her covered belly button. She moaned as he scrapped his teeth along the fabric, causing an interesting sensation on her skin. He moved back to her lips so he could check her reaction. "Okay?"

"Why not? I'm not exposed." He grinned at her coy little smirk.

"Ms. Raven, I think there's a little bit of a sex kitten in there." She shrugged a bit and he watched as she unclasped her cloak and slid it out from under her the sight of her removing even that one article of clothing both frightened and excited him. "What're you doing?"

"It's uncomfortable. Loose the belt, B. It's digging into my hip."


"I'll remove mine, thanks." He blushed and did as told. Then he took off his shoes and set them neatly next to the bed. She looked at him curiously.

"You said no shoes on the bed." She rolled her eyes and he knelt down next to the bed. Raven's eyes widened as he slowly slid off her boots and socks and kissed her ankle lovingly. He looked up at her to make sure she was okay and she nodded. He moved his lips up to her right calf and then to her knee until he was right next to her thigh and just trying to decide if that was too intimate. Raven nodded when he made sure it was okay with her again and he gently kissed the inside of her thigh. She moaned and lied back on the bed. He kissed her soft skin gently until he got bored slightly and decided to try something. He scrapped his fangs against her flesh and she moaned louder than anything yet.

"Oh," she breathed. "What're you doing to me?"

"I'll tell you when I figure it out," he muttered. "Is this wrong, Rae? Are we too young for this?"

"Does seventeen count as too young here? On my dimension, I could already be married with a one year old kid, appropriately." He nodded and muttered something about Africa. "Pardon?"

"In the village I lived near when I was little in Africa, you could get married at fifteen. But in America, I'm not sure." She shrugged. "Don't care?"

"No. Come here." He grinned and moved to kiss her. "Let's move to the middle of the bed. This is really uncomfortable." He nodded and helped her get settled. Before he could start kissing her again, she spoke. "First, some ground rules."


"The more intimate parts stay covered. You can…feel my…breasts though my clothes but stay away from the, um, nether regions," she said uncomfortably. He nodded and held out his pinky as a sort of promise.

"I won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable. Or that you tell me not to do. I swear." She hooked her little finger with his and nodded. "So, what else?"

"That's it. You can go back to kissing now, I suppose." He smiled, nodded, and pressed his lips to hers lovingly. He was careful not to do anything to frighten her or make her uncomfortable, which she really appreciated a lot. But he was being a little cowardly, she thought cruelly. He would barely touch her and was avoiding her breasts. Plus, he wouldn't kiss anywhere that wasn't on her face. "Beast boy, what's your real name?"

He blushed and shook his head. "You won't tell me?"

"It's a stupid name. You'd laugh."

"No, I won't. I promise. Please? If we're going to be intimate, I'd prefer not to call you Beast boy all the time. I'll tell you mine, if you'd like." He thought then sat on the edge of the bed and raked his fingers through his hair worriedly. "I won't tease." She wrapped her arms around his neck, sitting on her knees behind him, and kissed the tip of his ear gently. "I promise."

"My name is Garfield Mark Logan," he muttered.

"My birth name is Rachel Raven Roth. But I hate the name Rachel. It's meaning makes me feel pathetic." He smiled and thought deeply.

"Lamb, right? Mine means field of spears," he told her, putting his hands on her wrists to keep her close. "Why'd you mom or whoever pick that name for you?"

"My mom picked it to make me seem less evil." She kissed his lime green cheek gently. "You know, this doesn't feel as strange as I felt with Malchior. It feels…"

He supplied the word for her. "Natural."

"Yes. Let's lie down, Garfield. I want you to kiss me some more. But you have to stop being such a prude. I gave you my permission and so long as you abide by the ground rules, you can do whatever you want." He took a deep breath.

"You don't get it, Rave. When I get close to people…Deeply attached, you know? I tend to loose them or screw it up. Terra, my parents, and even the Doom Patrol. Couple foster parents here and there. It's just not…safe, you know? I can't risk it. Especially not with you. Maybe we should forget this happened. You're my friend and I don't wanna loose that friendship. I don't wanna…I don't wanna loose any of this." She understood but still shook her head and made him turn around to look at her.

"Garfield, I like you a lot. And you won't loose anything. If it doesn't work out, we go back to friends and teammates. It's as simple as that. You don't see Starfire and Robin letting their feelings get the best of them. Why would we be any different?" She pressed her lips to his and he smiled as he wrapped his arms around her. "Okay?"

"Yeah. We'll be fine." She dragged him down on the middle of the bed on top of her and smiled. They made out for another hour before Beast boy decided it was time for them to go to sleep, since they had an early training. He didn't want to go but she needed to sleep. She hadn't actually been sleeping with that dragon around. "Night."

"Sleep well," she said with a sigh. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. "See you tomorrow then."

"Yeah. Sweet dreams, Rave." He waved and left the room after collecting his shoes and belt. He collapsed on his bed with a grin and let himself think about how hard it was going to be to keep her with him. He decided then and there to grow up and started cleaning despite the late hour. When he was done, the room looked large and empty and he decided he needed to put more personality into it later. Maybe splash paint on the walls. There was a knock on his door and he hit the open button happily. Raven blushed and rubbed her arm nervously. "Hey. Can't sleep? Wanna talk?"

"Actually, I was hoping I could stay with you. That room right now…It feels empty when I'm alone. You cleaned?"

"Yeah. I figure if you're actually going to consider going out with me, I should make it a little more appealing. So I'm going to grow up," he stated proudly. She frowned and shook her head. He stopped rocking on the balls of his feet and looked at her in confusion. "No? Why not?"

"I don't want you to change for me. Just be yourself. You're room doesn't have much personality, does it?" He shook his head and stepped aside. "Why? And I thought you hated that color."

"I do. Cyborg kind of just tossed me in a room. I don't really spend a lot of time in here. I was thinking of tapping balloons full of paint to the walls and throwing darts at 'em instead of just painting the room normally." She smiled and nodded. "Would you be interested in helping? Could be fun. We could make a date out of it!"

"Shh," she hissed, laughing slightly. "You'll wake someone up." He shrugged and studied his bottom bunk thoughtfully. Then he suddenly grabbed her waist, lifted her up high onto the top bunk and started to change out the sheets on the bottom bunk with clean ones from his closet. "That was thoughtful of you."

He held up his arms and she slid down off the bed into them. The silk-like texture of her long, beautiful nightgown felt almost as good under his hands as her skin did. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He captured her against him, pressing every inch of her body and his and sliding his hands up and down her back tenderly. "Wow, Rae." She smiled softly and he grinned. "You're an amazing kisser."

"Thanks. But it takes two, you know. You're equally amazing." She sat on the bed and he sat next to her. "Don't you have trouble sleeping up there? Doesn't it hurt when you fall off?"

"Well, yeah but I don't fall off that often. Robin says that, according to how short I am now, I'll be really tall when I hit my growth spurt. I'll get a new bed when that happens. Maybe a hammock," he said thoughtfully. She laughed at him and put her arms around his waist.

"But then, you'll have to sleep in my scary room if I want you to hold me." He smiled and nodded. "But it's your choice, I suppose." He pushed her back and stripped off his shirt. "What're you doing?"

"We should go to bed, Rae, okay? Sleep well." He kissed her forehead and climbed up onto the top bunk. He heard her soft sigh then the light sound of her trying to get comfortable on the bottom bunk. He clapped his hands and the lights turned back on. He leaned over the side of his bed and looked at Raven. Her violet hair was spread about the gray pillow and the gray blanket was covering everything up to her breast. "What's wrong?"

"I don't know. Is there something under this mattress?" He climbed down and took her hands to help her off. Then he turned her around in case it was something bad. She rolled her eyes and folded her arms. He lifted the mattress and pulled out his small scrapbook.

"Sorry bout that. I've been looking for this." He set it on his desk, fixed the bed for her, gently kissed her, and said, "Now sleep well."

"Could I ask you to do something for me?" He nodded vigorously and told her to ask him anything. "Sleep with me."

His eyes widened. "S-so soon? But Raven, we just started going out! I can't do that without compromising your integrity! Not that I wouldn't love that but –"

"Perhaps I should've said lie with me. Garfield, let me try this a different way. Would you hold me tonight?" He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "I wasn't asking for sex, thanks."

"Sorry. But the way you said it…Sorry. Let's go to sleep then." He clapped and the lights went off. She slid into bed first and he joined her. She sighed contently and snuggled up to his chest. He had a hint of a six pack, she noticed, and his wonderful green skin showed signs of abuse. Old scars decorated his arms and chest.

"How did you get these?" she asked softly. He shrugged. "That's not an answer."

He smiled. "I was young when I became a hero. I was little and wimpy and got my ass handed to me a lot. So, I got scars."

"I see." She kissed a particularity nasty one and he smiled. "My poor Garfield."

"Let's go to sleep, Rave. It's really late." She nodded and rolled onto her back. He put his head on her chest and she held him there gently. They slowly drifted to sleep together and slept peacefully through the night. Beast boy woke up first and snuck out to make Raven and him breakfast before the others woke up. Then he brought the tray to his room and set it on the desk. Raven rolled over and muttered his name in her sleep. He knelt by the bed and brushed the violet hair from her face. "Wake up, sleeping beauty."

"Morning," she whispered as she opened her eyes. He smiled and kissed her gently. "Sleep well."

"Better than I ever have. You?" She smiled and nodded. "I made breakfast."

Then he stood up and picked up the tray. They sat on his bottom bunk, leaning against the wall and talking happily with the tray between them. Beast boy ate his tofu stuff while Raven at the waffles and eggs he had made her. "Was it horrible? Cooking this for me?"

"I held my nose," he joked. She leaned up, put her arms around his neck, and gave him a long kiss. "What was that for?"

"A thank you for being so sweet to me. And making this fantastic breakfast." He smiled and kissed her nose quickly.

"I love you, Raven. There is nothing that I wouldn't do for you." She smiled and levitated the try away. Then she gave him a push and laughed when her surprised lover fell back onto the pillows. "Uh-oh. Am I in trouble?"

"Not at all." She straddled his waist and leaned down to his lips. "Unless making me feel like kissing you senseless is a reason to be in trouble." He grinned and embraced her while she kissed him. They moaned at the same time as her heat brushed the bulge in his pants. "We're not going to last very long, are we? We're not going to be able to keep from making love, Garfield. It's just too hard."

He gently lowered her down beside him and lied on his side to face her. "Then let's make love soon. But not until after our third date."

"Think we can last that long?" He shrugged and brushed the hair from her face. "I don't think I can."

He chuckled and nodded. "Me neither. But there are alternatives to actually have sex."

"You mean masturbating?" He shook his head. "Then what?"

"We're getting you some romance novels, baby."

"I don't want to be intimate until we're certain this'll last," she confessed. He smiled supportively and kissed her cheek. "Is that okay?"

"Yeah. I won't make you, Rave. I've got more self-control than you'd expect. When you're ready." Then he kissed her and rolled onto his back, staring up at his top bunk. "I really want this to last."

Raven put her head on his chest and whispered, "I do too."

Beast boy wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. "I'll work really hard, Rave. I won't mess this up."

"Don't try too hard, okay? Don't change. Promise me, Gar."

"I promise. Gar?" She blushed and nodded. "I like that." She smiled and his desk chair toppled over but didn't explode. He laughed. "Nice. Embarrassed much?"

"Oh, shut up. You're ruining the moment."

"Oh, shit! We're going to be late for training then Robin will make us stay late, Rave! And we'll miss that movie," he said upon looking at the clock. She sighed and climbed over him and off the bed. With a snap of her fingers, the tray vanished only to reappear in the kitchen where an invisible force began to wash them. "Sorry. Did that completely ruin the moment?"

"No, you're right. But don't swear like that." He blushed and nodded before getting out of bed. He stretched a bit and Raven eyed him appreciatively. "Mm."

He laughed and gave her a little push towards the door. "Go on, pretty girl. See you in ten."

She nodded and gave him a quick kiss before leaving. Beast boy scrambled to get dressed for training, thinking only about how the movie was going to be their first date. And about how amazing it was going to be to actually be on a date with Raven. Then he froze and paled. What was he going to wear? Did she care? He groaned and banged his head on the wall. "Moron!"

Raven laughed when she heard the loud bang and shout. "Well, at least he's got originality."

End of chapter!

PLEASE REVIEW THIS CHAPTER! I'm thinking of making this either a two-shot or three-shot. (Is that the proper term? I'm not sure.) Based on reviews and my decision, it may earn its rating. ;) Probably in either the next chapter or the third chapter, if there is one.