Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans. If I did, this story would probably be a scene in the show. ;D

She'd catch the hints every once in a while. A wink from across the room, a brush of the hand - a smile. And afterwards, she'd wonder if she was just seeing things or if he was just trying to get under her skin.

Any which way she looked at it, it made her face red and caused her to pull her hood down tighter. But even that couldn't protect her from the pair of emerald eyes she constantly felt on her back.

"Rae?" made her constantly have to fight the urge to smile, and give her a slight pink tinge to her cheeks. She hated (loved) it when he called her that; made her powers go haywire. A bulb here, a TV remote there - sometimes even the oven caught fire. And it would leave the other three teammates looking around, dazed, at what just happened, running into the common room and asking why there's suddenly no light in the bathroom to put on hair gel, why there's plastic shrapnel scattered across the living room - why the turkey that had been carefully thawed and marinated for forty eight hours suddenly combusted. She'd just mutter a nearly incoherent "I don't know" and escape to her room to meditate.

She'd sit there in the bleak darkness of her room and fold her legs up underneath her, chanting her mantra, trying desperately to calm her heart.

Azarath Metrion Zinthos.

Azarath Metrion Zinthos.

Azarath Metrion -




She didn't need to open the door to know who it was.

"Go away, Beast Boy."

"I just came to check if you're okay." His muffled voice came through the door, sounding concerned.

"I'm fine. Now just go away."

Azarath Metrion Zinthos.

Azarath Metrion Zin-

Suddenly, warm arms were around her waist, knocking her out of the air and onto whoever had startled her. A satisfying Oomph was heard as they landed on the ground, her elbow going into his (she assumed it was a he) gut. She turned quickly in her assailant's arms, so that she was kneeling on the floor between his legs.

"How did you-"

"If I left you alone, then you wouldn't get a kiss now would you?" He chuckled darkly, wrapping one arm tighter around her and using the thumb and forefinger of the other to capture her chin to look up at him.

"What do you me-"

And then he was there, kissing her with as much passion as he could muster, shocking her senses and leaving her dazed. The searing heat that came from his lips warmed her whole body, sending excited tingles up and down her arms.

All she could think of was to kiss him back.

So she did.

And oh - oh! She was flying in pure bliss, eyes closed and fingers entangled in his short hair, mussing up the spiky hairstyle he had. His hands had gone from her waist, wandering up and down her back, making her shiver with delight. He smiled into the kiss, loving that he had such an effect on her and pushed her down until she was on her back, him straddling her waist. He pulled away for a moment, staring into her deep violet eyes.

"Well, if that doesn't tell you then I don't know what else to do." He purred softly, stroking her hair with a calloused hand.

"Tell me what?" She whisper-asked, using the arms still around his neck to pull him closer.

He leaned in closely their foreheads touching. "Tell you that I love you." And he kissed her soundly once more.

Well, this certainly was fun to write. It was really hard not to take it further, tempting as it was. And, it uh, sorta got away from me. Maybe later on I'll make it, er, steamier. LOL Anywhoo, Rate and Review, s'il vous plait! I enjoy hearing from my readers! :D