Raven walked over to Garfield, fiery fury burning in her eyes. I'm guessing Garfield saw it too because he flinched away from her gaze. "What are you doing in my room?" she hissed.
Garfield's eyes darted left and right. "I was, uh – I was. . .showing Crow around! Yeah!"
I crossed my arms, not wanting to be brought into this. Raven looked over at me and I knew that was impossible now.
"Who are you?" she asked.
I shrugged and said, "Crow. Weren't you listening?"
She closed her eyes in frustration and her shoulders rose up. I saw her hands clenched into fists and black balls of energy surround them. Yep. That was no doubt my sister. Not that I really doubted it before. I mean, who else in this world had natural violet hair?
"I meant, what are you doing here?" she said tensely.
"Those are two totally different questions. 'Who are you?' indicates a person's identity. 'What are you doing here?' indicates a person's purpose in a certain place. So which one are you trying to ask me?" I said. I smirked at the way she gritted her teeth together and growled. Being a big brother was something I could get used to.
Garfield laughed quietly at the way I had outshone Raven before she turned and glared at him with cold yet heated eyes. He shut up immediately.
"I meant both. Now who are you? Besides you're name," she added.
"Well, Garfield already told you that my name is Crow. Besides that, I just some kid who came looking for his childhood friend." And his younger sister. I was careful to leave that out, though.
She turned and looked back at my "li'l' brother. Then she turned back to me, a questioningly look in her eyes now. But her face remained emotionless and smooth. "Garfield? You mean Beast Boy?"
"Is that what you call him here?" I asked. I looked at Garfield and laughed. "That's what they call you? Couldn't they have come up with something more clever?" I mean, Beast Boy? It sounded so childish. Wasn't he, like, sixteen now? Even if he was still a kid at heart, shouldn't he get a more mature name?
"What we call him is besides the point. We're still focused on you."
I scoffed. "I'm not really an attention person. I hate the spotlight." For someone so isolated you'd think she'd understand the feeling.
"Well, that's unfortunate for you, isn't it?" she said in a mocking sympathetic voice.
"Hey, Rae!" Beast Boy said. I still could not get used to that name.
She turned to face him and narrowed her eyes. "What have I said about calling me that?"
Rae. I felt a small smile creep onto my lips. Something else to annoy her with.
"What's the matter, Rae?" I said.
She glared at me and snapped, "Stay out of this."
Beast Boy gestured to her attire. "I didn't know you wore dresses."
I looked down at her and saw that she was in fact wearing a dress. It was a light blue with a black belt buckle and black leggings underneath. I could go into more details, but I'm not a girl. Nor am I gay.
Well, at least the attention wasn't focused on me anymore.
"Starfire made me wear it," she mumbled. "Because a certain someone didn't help me out when I was being forced to go to the mall." She stared pointedly at Garfield and he smiled.
"I didn't have to help you out. You still owe me one," he replied.
She frowned and I saw her jaw tighten. "Would you stop that? I don't owe you anything! I spare your life everyday! Isn't that enough?" she shouted.
How could he like her so much if all she did was yell at him? Did he find her death threats cute or something? I didn't think that's how it worked. Garfield always seemed like the kind who liked people who were light-hearted and free spirited anyway. Why would he go after someone like Raven?
Love was strange.
I saw him roll his eyes. I could see him being torn limb from limb with Raven's powers now. How was he so comfortable? Did his crush on her make him fearless? That was stupid.
"Whatever. You still owe me one whether you think so or not." He looked over at me and smiled. "Come on! Let's go see my room!"
"Trying to kill him already?" Raven interjected.
Garfield shot her a look before turning back to me. "Don't mind her. She's just cranky from a long day of shopping. Let's go." He walked out of the room and I started to follow him before turning to face Raven. Her hands were on her hips and she was glaring at me since Garfield wasn't here to be her punching bag. I wanted to laugh at how cute she looked. Did little sister's always look cute when they're mad? Raven managed it.
"Nice meeting you, Raven," I said before I left the room.
Hopefully we would get along better as time passed. I wouldn't be able to stand it if she hated me or if she got hurt. Hopefully she'd find some familiarity in me so she wouldn't be so distant. Hopefully she would trust me and actually like me.
All while she didn't know the truth about our relationship.
Another short chapter. Lots of babbling at the end. I kind of felt like I was abandoning you guys with NYATF, so I typed this chapter up. Not to mention, I have writer's block for all my stories. But I broke some of it off to write this.
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