Teen Titans 1. Chapter 1(for real)

chapter 1

Its been four years since the Teen Titans first formed and many things have changed. Cyborg was now 21 and spent his free time working on new inventions to help the team. He still loved playing video games and working on the T-car and joling around; but if he ever needed to he would take over the leader position.

Starfire seemed to get more beutiful by the day, and she didnt seem to lose touch with her inocence. Day by Day she was asked to model for big time designers. Of course she would deny, saying she had a duty to the city or she just wasn't interested. She was now 20, and was more powerful than she had ever been.

Raven, now 19, lead a much more happier life. After her father's defeat she had total control of her powers. Though she still kept her monotoned voice, she wasn't afraid to express her emotions. she could still be considered the goth of the team, there was no doubt she had changed.

Beast Boy could finally be considered a grown up, (having turned 18 a few months back) and could finally stop being teased about be the only "child" on the team. He had matured greatly over the years, although he still cracked jokes or pulled the ocassional prank. One big thing that changed was his powers. After another accident with the villain Adonis he discovered things he didnt know he could do with his powers.

But the person that changed the most was Robin. He now spent his time in his room or other places. No one ever saw him unless they were fighting crimes. Countless of times his teammates tried to get through to him, all of which has failed. Finally everyone just gave up trying to coax him and left him alone. Its been two years since this started happening, which made Robin 20. Onlyone kept trying to get through to him. Everytime he tried to talk to him, try to understand why he acted this wfay, he would get pushed away with threats and screams. But whatever Robin may say to hurt him, he always seems to come back the next day.

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Beast Boy walked into the common room with the aura of malocholy, and it did not go unnoticed by his friends. He collasped on the sofa, covering his face with his hands.

"how'd it go this time? " Cyborg asked. seeing his friend's behavior.

"Dude, he said if I didnt leave him he'd shove his foot so far up my ass it'll come out my throat." At this Cyborg laughed. Even Rven chuckled a bit, taking a break from her book to listen to the conversation. "Guys it's not funny." Beast Boy whined.

"Sorry B. You know he's not gonna listen to you, and you've been at it a couple of times a day. Maybe you should give the man some space." Beast Boy shook his head, not believing what his matallic friend had just suggested.

"Take a break? Something could seriously be wrong and there's no one there to help him though it!"

" We understand that you worried but Cyborgs right. You've been on his back alot lately and to be honest I would be pissed too.

Beast Boy shot a glare toward the dark empath. He only got angrier when she rolled her eyes and started reading her book again.

"You know what Raven," he said as he stood up and began to aproach her. "I know you never wanted to be alone when you stayed locked up in your room. Did I ever give up on you? No, because I actually care about people! All of you don't care about anyone except for yourselves!" Raven sat her book down to see Beast Boy fuming at her. She also stood up, glaring up at the fuming shapeshifter.

"I care about Robin as much as any of us do. I just dont take it to

the extreme. If he was actually in trouble dont you think we all would be worried. Its been two fucking years Beast Boy. He obviously does not want to be around us. Get that though that thick skull of yours"

Before anymore words could be thrown Starfire stepped between them.

"Please stop saying the mean words. I do not wish to see friends fight."

" yeah whats gotten into you two! I think we're all just a little bit stressed." Cyborg said, placing a hand on each of their shoulders. Beast Boy shrugged it off, turned the other way and stormed out of the room.

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Thinking over what had just happened, he did over react just a little. But was he wrong for it? He couldn't stand seeing anyone alone, he knew how it felt all to well. He didnt think he could die happy if one of his friends weren't happy.

Maybe he should appoligize to Raven later, she was only trying to help. Sighing, he typed in the password to his room. As soon as he walked in he collasped on his bed. Thinking that a little cat nap would help ease his mind, he let his exhausion over take him and he fell alsleep.

He suddenly jerked awake when he felt a hand cover his mouth. An ambush? Villains were really getting low if they attacked while a man was sleeping. Still a bit disoriented from being woken up so quickly, he did the only thing he could think to do. With as much force as he could will, he bit into the hand. A scream was heard, along with some curses.

"God damn Beast Boy you fucking brat! Im bleeding!" Beast Boy reconised this voice almost immediantly. Turning round, he saw Robin throwing off his glove and clutching his now bleeding hand. Beast Boy's mind begin to buzz with all types of questions. Why did Robin sneak into his room? What was he doing here? Why all of a sudden he wanted to show his face, nd to him above that?

Coming to his senses Beast Boy made his way to his leader. Taking his hand, he began to examine it. He had torn a bit of his flesh.

"I-I'm sorry I thought I was being attacked. I'll go get some badadges to wrap it up." Just as he was about to wlk out the door, Robin grabbed his wrist, stopping him in his track.

"Don't, Im fine." Robin said. "We need to talk."

"Are you sure because it looks kind of..." Robin stared at him as if he were crazy, which he probably was. They haven't had a real conversation and he wanted to run away. "ok. What about?"

"I want to make a deal with you." Beast Boy raised an eyebrow. Was he going crazy? He had to be in a dream.

"What?"

"Its obvious you aren't going to give up soon, and I want to know why. But before that, I need someone I can trust." Robin watched as Beast Boy's expression changed from shocked to confused.

"you-you trust me?"

"Not like I have much of a choice."Robin mumbled, putting his glove at home. "You wanted to know what happened to me, and Im willing to tell you everything. In exchange for my secrets, you have to tell me yours. Every single detail."

Beast Boy shuffled around. All this seemed to be crashing down on him to fast. Stumbling back, the memories that he's been trying to forget all came rushing back to him. Closing his eyes, he slid down to the florr, clutching his head.

"Hey, are you ok?" Beast Boy opened his eyes to find Robin in front of him. He had his hand placed on his should and his face glowed with concern. Taking a deep breath, he regained composure. He began thinking about what was being offered to him. This was what he'd been waiting for all these years, but was he willing to share his deepest darkest secrets?

"Alright..." Beast Boy said, standing up. "when do we start?"

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**ok, this was harder than I thought doing it on my phone but I managed. So yay, they finally talk! **

**Sorry if my english was bad (I dont really speak it well :/) and if it was a bit hard to read with all the errors(spell check wouldnt work for some reason)**

**So in the next few chapters their past will be revealed or something, I still hvent thought htis ll the way through. But anyways, they're backrounds may change do to the story line I want to have.**

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**until next time lovelies!**


	2. Chapter 2

Beast Boy:

"Well someone's happy." Her sarcasm couldn't be any easier to detect, but I didn't care at the moment. I was finally getting somewhere with our leader after years of struggle. As much as I wanted to rub it into each of their faces and tell them how wrong they were, I knew Robin wouldnt approve of me sharing our secret deal. I wasn't that stupid and I wasn't about to push him away again. So instead of shooting back a snide comment that would've ended with me flown out the building, I shot her a goofy grin.

"I guess I just had a good nights rest. Thanks for noticing Rae." I knew that using her pet name I've given her would get under her skin. It only proved my point when she clenched her teeth and she gripped her cup with unnessisary force.

"Don't call me that." She growled through gritted teeth. Before I could tease her any further Cyborg stepped in placing a hand on my shoulder.

"Glad to see you're still not moping around about yesterday." Truth be told I totally forgot about my whole little out burst. It made me flush to think about how much I over reacted.

"Yeah..um...sorry about that." I offered a small laugh.

"Whatever man. You still up for our video game show down?" Crap. I had totally forgotten about our tournement today. Since the whole Robin incident, we had been spending less time together (in his words). He had to take on the leader, while I tried to coax Robin out of his solitude. There really wasn't any time imbetween for us to hang out like we use to.

"That was today? Sorry dude, can I take a rein check? There's something important that I have to do." The look on Cyborgs face could've killed, and I felt guilty for leaving him in the dust. I knew I was his best friend, and he was mine and lately we've been pretty distant.

"What? But we've been planning this out for months! you're just going to bail on me?" I winced.

"No..." I held out the word, looking between the two girls for help. None ws given. "Its just really important. I'll make it up to you tomorrow." He wasn't about to argue, but I could tell he didnt believe me.

"Where are you going friend Beast Boy?" Starfire asked. I bit into my toast I had been making during the conversation. chewing slowly, Once I finally got it down I looked up at her curious face. Why did she have to be so damn muliutive, I couldn't bring myself to lie to her.

"Erm...I meeting someone." The looks that I got were priceless, and I had a hard time fighting down my blush. It wasn't often that I left the tower, nontheless to meet someone.

"Is it someone we should know about." Cyborg asked.

"No. Not yet anyays."

"May we join you?" Starfire asked, poking at my shoulder.

"No!" I said that a little quicker than expected. Raven and Cyborg both raised an eyebrow, while starfire stopped poking me. "No." I said again more calmly.

"Just don't come bringing strangers into the tower. We dont want another accident like last time." Raven said, getting up and walking towards the door. I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever mom." I yelled after her playfully. She stopped just before she could walk out the door, and half turned towards me.

"Oh trust me, you dont want me as your mom." She said darkly, though I could hint out the playfulness in her voice also. With that she left the room. I finished eating my toast and chugged down a half glass of soy milk in a matter of seconds. Putting my dishes in the dishwasher, I reassured Cyborg that we would have the match tomorrow.

"Don't wait up on me." I said as I walked out of the room.

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It didn't take long for me to reach the park. I was thankful a lot of people weren't here to see me out of uniform. I don't know why but I always felt uncomfortable when I didn't have my suit on. I was currently wearing a hoodie that was a bit to big. I wasn't as small as I was when I was younger but Star still had trouble picking out clothes that were the right size for me. I through on the first pair of pair of pants I could find. Which just so happen to be a n old fading pair of jeans with holes forming at the knees. Honestly, Im not sure why I havent thrown them away yet. And to top it all off I pulled out the sneakers i wore with my old costume. I hadn't even bothered to touch my hair, not that I ever did. For all I cared I still had bed head.

I had arrived at the bench a little earlier than what we agreed on, Which was fine, it gave me a moment to think. After I had agreed to go with whatever Robin had to offer, he asked me to meet up here. He warned me to not be late or else I could forget about everything. That was good enough of a threaat to keep me up for most of the night. He said once we meet up he'd explain everything, and the rules that would follow them. He didnt say much after that. Though I did hear him curse about having his hand bandadged. And he was gone. I wasn't all to thrilled about spilling the beans about my life. Hell, I'd rather not even think about it. But if it meant breaking Robin from his isolation I was all for it.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I felt the weight change on the bench. I looked up to see a boy about my age. He had shaggy raven hair that covered his eyebrows. He wore a black leather jacket with a white t shirt underneath and black pair of jeans. On his feet were black combat boots. But the shades was the thing that stood out to me the most. It was so dark that I couldn't see his eyes, and it was a bit odd because it was cloudy out.

"Are you going to keep staring because it sfucking creepy." I blinked a few times before I could comprehend what was just said. Not only was I embaressed for staring, I was embaressed of who I was staring at.

"R-Robin?" It came out as a squeak, which only made me turn redder. "I didn't even realize it was you."

"You actually showed up on time." He said either not hearing the comment or not bothering to answer. "Good. Before we get started I have to ask you...do you really want to do this? I know there is as much as you're not telling us as Im not telling you."

of course I didnt want to tell him anything! He was probably the last person I would think of to share my secrets. I didnt even know if I could really trust him. We weren't exactly "buddy buddy" when we were younger anyways. But then again, he was going to do the same. And I was the last person to think he would share his with.

"Yeah, I do." I said, swallowing whatever sence I had to turn back. "How does it work."

"Think of it as a game." He said, staring ahead to look at something. "Ask any question you want. You are allowed five questions a day. At the end, if we trust each other enough, we tell our deepest secret. You already know what mines will be about." He turned in my direction, raising an eyebrow. "Got it?" I nodded. "If at any point you want to confess something, you may do so."

I watched him stand up and stretch. For some reason I found myself taking in every detail. Every curve, the way his back arched, the way his body seemed to move in one fluid motion. It all seemed to fantasy like to be real.

"hey, I said stop staring, brat." Fuck. As if this day wasn't awkward enough. He began walk away and I had to jog to catch up to him.

"Why do you call me that?"

"What?"

"A brat."

"Because you are one." He shrugged. I crossed my arms, glaring up at him.

"Am not!" He raised another eyebrow at me. It was at that moment I realized how pathetic I must've sounded. I honestly probably sounded like some bratty ki-"I am not a kid!"

"I never said you were but since you've pointed it out, good for you for figuring out." He said with a smirk. I curesed under my breath.

"What's your real name." I suddenly found myself asking. He didn't even bat an eyelash, as if he already knew the question was coming.

"Dick. Dick Grayson." I had to surpress the urge to laugh because I knew that mines wasn't any better.

"Dick?" I said incredulously, though with a grin plastered on my face.

"Richard is my first name but everyone called me Dick."

"I wonder why." I breathed under my breath. But he had heard me and shot his head towards me.

"Got anything else you want to add, Garfield?" I shut up then. I shake my head no, letting out a small sorry. Why was he so intimidating? We didnt talk the rest of the walk through the park, which I was sort of glad for. Once we reached the city. he turned towrds me.

"Hungry?" I was going to say no, honestly, but my stomach had a different answer. Apparently toast and soy milk wont hold you down forever, and at that moment my insides gurgled. Robin didn't seem fazed bythis but I was blushing like a maniac. " I take that as a yes." We ended up going to a little coffe resturaunt and at this moment I was slowly chewing a coffee cake. There wasn't much on the menu I could eat or was willing to try. At least this would hold down my stomach for awhile.

I'm not going to lie, its awkward. I silently wished I was back at home with Cyborg and our match. The dude had kept a poker face for most of the day, and right now he was watching me eat. I guess he wanted to make sure I ate all the food or something, since he had to pay for it. Yep, leave it to me to leave my wallet at home. I was trying my best to look at anything but him.

"Where are your parents?" The question had popped out so suddenly that I choked on the peice of cake I was eating. I hit my chest couphing like I had came down with the plague. I quickly drank some of my water, which hekped a bunch. It wasn't until i was done chugging my drink did I notice all the people in the resturaunt starring at me. I awkwardly laughed and turned back to Robin. My expression must've been hilarious.

"W-What?"

"Its pretty obvious that Mento and Elasta-Girl aren't your real parents." I didnt know whether or not I should be offeneded. Did he think I came from some alien family, that I was born like this? I could tell he saw I got offened, and he through his hands in the air. "I didnt mean it in a bad way, brat. It's part of the game remeber?" I relaxed a little. I looked back down at my plate, picking at the cake. I honestly didn't feel like eating anymore.

"They um...they died in a boating accident." I swallowed. Its been awhile since I thought about them. I wanted it to stay that way. The less I thought, the less pain I felt. And right now all the guilt that I felt that day suddenly came flooding back to me. "I could've saved them, but they told me to leave. I didn't know I would be watching the plumet to their-" I stopped, not wanting to make a scene in a public area. I had to bite my lower lip to keep from crying. I looked up to see Robin's reaction. He was currently leaning back in his seat, arms crossed, and staring out the window. For a moment I felt a wave of anger. Was he even listening? But then he turned towards me with an expression I couldn't explain. It was a mixture of pity and his own personal sadness.

"I watched my parents fall to their death." The words were barely audible, but I was able to hear each word loud and clear. It was at that moment that I knew I could trust him. I know he didnt have an easy childhood, just as I hadnt. Before I could say another word the door flung open and in walked three men that looked like they meant buissness, and not the good kind. "Fuck." Robin cursed as he quickly got up from his seat and put some money on the table. "We need to go. Now." The urgency and authority in his voice told me I shouldn't ask why, and we quickly left the building from the back door.

We walked through a maze of ally ways and tunnels until we were back near the park. By the time we got there I was out of breath and giving him a 'wtf' expression. Robin didnt seem to be fazed by the running we just did.

"Robin! I thought I smelt hero." We both turned around to see the three men we saw at the coffee resturaunt making their way towards us.

"God fucking damn." He whispered. I looked at him, then to the men and back. He didnt look ready to fight, though he did seemed angered they had followed us.

"Who are they?" I found myself whispering.

"Trouble." He said through gritted teeth.

"It was really rude of you to walk out on us with out saying hi." The one that looked like the leader said. The other two shook their heads in agreement. "Oh look, you brought us a gift." He said, eyeing me up and down. I found myself wiggling at his gaze, and was surprised when he held out his hand for me to shake. "The names chap, and these two goons are Buck and Jalfore." Before I had a chance to shake his hand, it was slapped away by Robin, who took my raised hand in his own. If I had been embaressed before, nothing could compare to right now.

"Back off chap, he's with me." I didn't know what the hell was going on, or what I had just gotten myself into, but I knew I shouldn't be here.

"Oh really? Well you know your going to have to more proof than a simple hand hold Robin. In fact," He said looking at me again and smirking . "Green just may be my new favorite color." I felt my heart stop. Was I being flirted with? Robin squeezed my hand harder, bring me back to our current situation.

"Just fuck off before I beat your arse." Robin growled. Chap through his hands up defensivly.

"Just prove to us that you are in a relationship and we'll be on our way." Chap said with another sly smirk. A relationship? What the hell was going on?

"fine." Robin let go of my hand and spun me around. Before I had time to even comprehend what was happening his lips were on my. It was only for a few seconds but my mind was in a whirl wind. By the time his hands left my waist I had found no means to listen to the rest of the conversation. After a few minutes of talking Robin had his hand in mines again and lead me off in the opposite direction. Once he decided we were at a far enough distance he let go and faced me. Only one thing came to my mind.

"What the Hell?" Robin seemed unfazed, and shrugged.

"I was expecting more of a thank you."

"Thank you?!"

"your welcome." I was beyond furious. Not only did he invade my personal space, but he invaded it for the hole world to see. And then he had the nerve for me to thank him? Oh hell no.

"What? I can't believe you just did that! And in front of everyone!"

"Would you rather be his little play toy?" he snapped.

"Huh?" Now I was confused.

"Chap, he has the ability to make people fall head over heals for them even if you don't want it. He does have some class though. He wont take you if your in a relationship. Be thankful I didnt hand over your ass on a silver platter, which mind you he would've liked very much." Ok, ew. Maybe I shouldn't have yelled at him, but he still couldve warned me.

"But I'm not-"

"Gay? Don't have to be. They prey on mutants, thats what they thrive on. And just because I saved your ass doesn't mean anything. In fact, lets never speak of this again."

"Agreed." And we were walking again. To where I had no idea. We had a few minutes of silence. Though I tried to forget everything that happened, it still lured in the back of my head. It occured to me that Robin didnt have to do what he did for me, but he was good enough of a friend to save me in the way that he did. "um...Robin?"

"hm?"

"Thanks."

"Whatever, brat." He said, looking at me with the smallest of smiles, For some reason it made my heart skip a beat. "Its been a long day. lets call it quits." I didnt even notice that we were at the parking lot until Robin got on his bike. "You can come to my room tonight if you come up with some more questions. Just dont let anyone see you."

"Wait, your not going back to the tower?" He threw on his helmet and shook his head.

"No, I've got some things I need to take care of." The look that I gave him must have told him what I was thinking. "What? You didnt honestly think I stayed up in my room the whole time. I do have a life."

"But everytime I knocked on your door you were there."

"Ever heard of voice recording?" I could tell he was smirking under his helmet. Before I could ask any more questions, he started up his bike and drove off into the distance. I stood there in stunned silence. So the whole time I thought he just locked himself in his room, it was just a recording. I mentally slapped myself for being so stupid. He was good.

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I decided not to go through the main doors of the tower and go through my window. I was honestly to exhausted to greet my friends and only wanted to rest. I collasped on my bed, not even bothering to take off my shoes. I knew it wasn't the usual time that I went to bed, in fact it was only seven, but I could care less. All I wanted to do was rest and forget about the events that happen today.

But as I was feeling sleep take over me, my mind went back to the kiss. The way he held me, the softness of his lips, the way it felt like the world dissapeared. During the kiss I was to confused to really comprehend what was going on, but right now that im thinking about it I realized that,,,

I liked it.

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Note:

I honestly wasnt expecting to get this done today but I felt determined!

mny of you asked to make it longer so I did, I hope you like it. Again thanks for so many nice reviews, they inspired me to keep going and to make corrections.

so how was it? Robin seems like he changed a lot hasn't he?

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	3. Chapter 3

**Note: **

**I'm sorry that it is taking forever for me to update. I can't tell you how many times I had to re do this chapter. I don't know what it is but it's hard for me to word. And I don't think you guys would like this story as much of I rushed it. **

**Anyways... Thank you all for all the wonderful reviews I have been getting! I honestly didn't expect this much! And thanks for all the constructive criticism, it helps a lot. I will try not to make so many errors in this chapter. **

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Beast Boy~

It has been nearly a week since Robin and I had last spoken, and I was starting to doubt we would again. I ruined any chances I had to speak to him again that first night. That night when he kissed me. I shook my head to get rid of the unwanted thoughts stirring in my head. I knew he was only trying to protect me from that wacko,Chap. Still, that did not stop the whirlwind going on in my mind.

_It didn't mean anything..._

i constantly remind myself. And as far as I am concerned, I didn't want it to. I wanted my old friend back. I want to help him with whatever he is going through. Of course, now I may never get the chance. I can't help but to think all the events that happen that night was my fault. I didn't do anything, but I always seem to find a way to mess things up.

Like now for instance.

my car went screeching over a cliff and before I had time to hit the breaks it was too late. My car went falling into the deep abyss below,where you could hear an explosion when it finally hit rock bottom.

I groaned, tossing the controller to the side. This had to be the third time in a row this had happen, and I wasn't the only on getting annoyed.

"Alright B, what's up?" Cyborg had paused the game to direct his attention towards me. I was tempted to tell him everything. How Robin came out of the blue and said he wanted to talk to me after all these years. How we were sharing secrets like two school girls. Chap. The kiss. I wanted to tell him everything, because I knew he would understand.

But something told me not to. It was like Robin and I had an unspoken agreement and we we're suppose to keep us a secret. I hated lying to my best friend, but I couldn't risk losing this opportunity.

"Nothing, I'm just tired." He saw right through my lie, but he wasn't going to push me on. He gave me a hesitant look before standing up and stretching.

"I'm going to work on the T-car, you should get some rest." I gave him a faint smile and watched him walk out the room. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. Maybe I was just tired. All these thoughts roaming in my head kept me awake most of the night. Yeah, that was the problem.

I got up and made my ways to the corridors with the thought of sleep on my mind. when I turned the corner a felt a hand cover my mouth. i was pulled into a room and I was tempted to turn fight back.., until I realized whose room it was.

though I hadn't been in here for awhile, I knew exactly whee I was. not much has changes since I last been here. In fact, everything seemed to be in the exact same place it was when I first came.

I yanked the hand away, and whirled around.

"You know you can just ask someone if you wanna talk." I snapped. Robin shrugged, crossing his arms. I felt my anger rising. After all this time, he decided to show up now? " Dude, where have you been?"

"calm down, brat. I had to take care of business." He said, taking a seat at his desk.

"So you were away for a week. What if something happen?" i yelled without realizing it.

"I said calm down." He said coldly. I shut my mouth to hear what he had to say. " Do you want to know where I've been going all these years." It was a simple question, but I felt like if I said the wrong thing it was over. I nodded. "meet me in the parks parking lot in twenty minutes. And put some effort in your outfit."

I left without another word.

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I arrived at the park in no time at all. I could have gotten here sooner if it wasn't for the fact that had almost no average looking clothes. Maybe it was time to go shopping. I did manage to find a cut off jean jacket and a pair of black jeans. I just decideto pair them off with black combat boot. Hey, it was decent for me.

I waited at the parking lot, tapping my foot. Robin should be here by now. Just before I thought he wouldn't show, a motorcycle pulled up beside me. He lifted his helmet up so he could speak.

"Get in." Robin said, tossing me another helmet.

"On that thing? I'd rather fly than get on that death machine." I hated motorcycles; they were loud, fast, and defied the law of physics. I would feel much more comfortable flying. Robin rolled his eyes under his shades, amused.

"Dont tell me you're afraid." I could hear the mocking tone in his voice, though it was barely noticeable. "look, it's an hour and a half away. You're always complaining how your wings hurt when flying long distance, I thought you would like a lift."

i could have laughed. I havent had a problem with my wings since I was a child. I've gotten used to it. But the fact Robin remembered this little fact made me think he did care after all.

I sigh as I looked to him to the motorcycle.

"Fine," I grunt, throwing on the helmet. "if I die I'm taking you down with me." I got on the back of the bike with hesitation. I hadn't realize how close we would be if I got on, and it seemed as if there was no space between us. "Um-"

"Hang on." He said, starting the engine. my face heated red.

"Maybe this isn't a good idea." I said as I looked around to see if anyone has noticed. He turned towards me and smirked. Before I had time to stop him he hit the gas pedal and we went speeding down the road. I had no choice but to grab onto him or else I would've been thrown backwards.

_shit, shit,shit,shit,shit..._

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"See, that wasn't so bad." Robin said as we slowed to a stop. "You can let go now." I hadn't realize i was still holding onto him when he tried to stand up and quickly let go. I got off the bike, feeling as though I would kiss the ground. "You were holding onto me pretty tightly," he said, pulling off his helmet. " maybe you should've flown"

I fought down a blush as I pulled off my own helmet. I rolled my eyes as we both made our way to the door.

"So... where are we?" I asked. Robin didn't look at me, instead he just stared at the door.

"Just stay close and remember you're with me." His sudden change in tone shocked and I quickly shook my head, though I had no Ida what he was talking about.

He opened the door and I was instantly hit with the smell of alcohol. Robin didn't seem at all fazed by this and casually walked in. Seeing no other choice, I walked in. Men and women were surrounding tables, all with drinks are cigars. Some were playing poker while others were dancing to the music.

A puff of smoke was blown into my face and I quickly fanned it away. I turned to see where it came from and saw a brunette smirking at me.

"Hey kid, you lost or something?" For a a faint second I could've sworn her eyes flashed red. "You're cute for an elf, mind having a drink with me?"

"Uh-" Before I could answer Robin was beside me and grabbed my wrist.

"Sorry, but that's not going to happen." He growled. They both glared at one another. The woman broke the state first, sighing and putting the cigar in her mouth.

"it was just a question, he could've said no." she said taking a puff and blowing it in his face. He didn't blink.

"Just leave him alone, he's with me. This is your first and only warning to you and all your little friends." I had never seen this side of Robin, at least not around me. she grunted, and with one last glare at Robin she stomped away. I could still see the anger in his expression and decided it best not to ask what just happen. "Come on." He said as he lead me to the end on the bar.

He put his hand on a scanner and after it was done scanning a door slid open that I hadn't noticed before. He let go of my hand and walked in. I followed him inside. The first thing I noticed was that there were only two people in here. The second thing was I recognized one of them.

" I didn't expect you to get back so fast." a girl said, making her way towards me. She couldn't be any older than Robin. she had dirty blonde hair that she pulled into a pony tail. She looked over at me and smiled. "You must be Garfield." She said, sticking out my hand to shake. How did she know my name? Seeing how I wasn't about to shake it she put her hands to her side.

"how do you know my name?" I asked.

"well, Dick told me." We both looked at him.

"I have work to do." He said, clearing his throat. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, " just play along." He walked passed the both of us and into another room. I can't believe he just left me here.

"I'm Melissa, but you can call me Mel. I'm sure you already met Chap." she said , breaking the awkward tension. I looked over and saw Chap smiling at me.

"Yeah, we've met."

"don't pay any attention to him, he's such a flirt." She whispered. With another smile she walked over to Chap, slapping him on the back of the head. I decided to follow and tool a seat a few chairs away from Chap.

"Didn't expect to see you around here, Greeny." He said smirking.

"I could say the same thing." I muttered.

"You mean, hero didn't tell you?" He said with mock sarcasm. Melissa groaned.

"Shut Up, Chap. You know he has his reasons."

"what hasn't he told me?" I asked. He turned towards Melissa. She just frowned and began wiping the counter.

"It's your ass. Honestly, if he bought him here he probably was planning on telling him."

"Tell me what?" I asked again, getting aggravated.

"About us," Chap said with a mischievous look in his eyes. "Why we're together, our powers, who we're looking for." I looked from him to Melissa, both waiting for my response.

"No, he hasn't told me any of that stuff." Chap was about to speak again when Melissa slapped a hand over his mouth.

"And you're not going to know. Dick will tell you everything when it's time." She said, glaring coldly at chap. "But... we have no problem telling you about us, do we?" Chap quickly nodded.

"You said you both have powers." I said. I already knew what Chap'a powers were, but I wanted him to say it for some reason.

"I'm sure Dick has already told you about my powers. I can hypnotize anyone to do anything I want." He smirked, "I would give you an example but Dick will kill me if I tried it on you and Mel would kick my arse."

"Dick..." His name felt foreign as it rolled off my tongue. "Dick said you use your power to make other people fall in love with you."

"dominantly," He said with a shrug. " but it's not the only thing." I heard a drawer open and turned to see Melissa pull out a butcher'a knife. She smirked in my direction before slitting her wrist. I jumped up and grabbed her wrist.

"are you-" Before my eyes the cut closed and it was like it never was there.

"I can't get hurt."Melissa said.

"You scared me for a moment." I said,sitting back down and running my finders through my hair.

"she pulled that same trick the first time I met her, trust me you're not the only one." Melissa giggled as she grabbed some paper towels and began wiping away the blood.

"so you guy's are hero's too?" I asked. They exchanged glances.

"Listen kid, as much as I love risking my life to save complete strangers I'll have to pass. I'd rather spen my time looking for babes." Melissa rolled her eyes.

"What Chap is trying to say is we're just people with special abilities trying to live a normal life. That's what we're all here for."

"Except Dick, he's the exception." Chap said.

"Why is that?" They both exchanged glances.

"enough about us," Melissa said, clearly dodging the subject. "Let's get to know Dick's knew boyfriend. The whole clubs been talking about you." Boyfriend? Is this what Robin meant by us being together? If it is then I would have never agreed to it.

"Excuse me?" I blurted.

"you and Dick are together,Right?" Chap asked.

"Yeah," I sighed. "Yeah of course, what do you want to know." Melissa instantly perked up.

" How long have you two been together?" She asked excitedly. I looked for an answer that didn't result in a lie.

"Not long,we just recently got back together."

"So you guy'a dated before?" she asked.

"No we were just really good friends and sort of...separated."

"What I want to know is how a dick like Dick got a babe like you!" Chap growled. Melissa and I both stifled a laugh. And Chap sighed. "he's right behind me, isn't he?" We both nodded. He slowly turned around offering a small smile. "Dick, how long have you been here?"

"Long enough," he said with a shrug. "Mind telling me how much of a dick I am?" Chap chuckled.

"You know I was just kidding right?" Robin raised an eyebrow and turned towards me. "Are you ready to go,Gar?"

* * *

"How much did they tell you?" Robin asked, stepping off the bike.

"Not much. They told me about their powers and the club." I didn't tell him about the things he didn't want me to know. I couldn't risk losing what little relationship we had. _ Who was he looking for. _ I put my helmet on the handle bar and slid off the bike. "So, you made the club?" He nodded.

_"_Listen," he said, turning towards me. " I'm sorry that it got around that we were together. Leave it to chap to open his big mouth. I'll find a way to fix it."

"it's ok!" I said. If this is what has to be done to get closer to Robin, than I would do it in a heart beat. "I don't mind, honestly." He searched for me for any sigh of self doubt. After a few seconds a ghost of a smile graced his lips.

"I'be been meaning to ask you some questions, want to take a walk?"

It was nights like these that I really appreciated The park. There was a slight breeze and it rattled the leaves around us, causing I them to fly into the air. We had been walking in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, the both of us enjoying our surroundings. I closed my eyes, tilting my head towards the sky. I felt the moons soft glow on my skin, as I listened to the animals around us.

I opened my eyes just in time to sere Robin staring at me. As soon as he noticed he shot his head in the other direction. I could make out the faint blush that was spreading around his cheeks, but I decided not to tease him about it.

"What did you do.. Before you got your powers?" Robin asked, breaking the silence. ii began to dig up the memories that I pushed down for so long.

" I lived in Africa with my parents and a local tribe." Seeing Robin's confusion I decided to give more detail. "they were scientist looking for a cure for a disease that many of the tribe members have gotten."

"What is the name of the disease?" He asked.

"Sakutia." I said with venom.

"I've never heard of it." He said.

"A lot of people haven't. Its not contagious and it's hard to get. No one has ever survived from it." We walk in silence for a few moments. Both being left alone to our thoughts. "So, what about you? You weren't always boy wonder were you?" He chuckled.

"don't laugh but I was part of a circus act with my parents. We were known as the flying Grayson's and we were the best acrobats in the world."

"That's pretty cool, I'm guessing you traveled a lot." I asked.

"More that I would have liked." We both chuckled. he suddenly stopped and turned towards me and I did the same. "You know, you could call me Dick if you want." This came to a shock. The Robin I once knew thought his name was the biggest secret to ever live. He really has changed. "You should be getting back to the tower, everyone is probably worrying about you."

"Yeah." I said. but I didn't move or break eye contact. It was like I was glued to this spot. It didn't look like Robin wanted to move either. We stand there for a few minutes, just staring at one another. "I-I better go." I said, taking a step back. "see ya, Dick." I said before turning on my heel and walking the other direction.

"See ya," he called after me. "Brat." I smiled before turning into an owl And flying away.

I guess being a brat is ok.

* * *

Note: So just as I was about to save this document he internet crashed and deleted half of the whole chapter. I just spent a whole hour and a half trying to retype it. But you know what, its worth it because you guy's are awesome and I couldn't just bail out on you.

so the end of this chapter may be a bit sloppy, the first time I written it was way better. I just wanted to get this up tonight because I hadn't updated in forever! Which, I am saying again, I am so sorry for.

Just a heads up for future chapters, their past may be altered to fit with the plot, and it's where the rating comes in!

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	4. Chapter 4

Beast Boy~

I walked into the common room, quietly closing the door behind me. It was pitch black, which meant no one had waited up for me. I felt a wave of relief wash over me. I guess interrogation would have to wait until morning. Opening the refrigerator, I grabbed a bottle of water and made my way towards the corridors.

"Look who finally showed up." I froze mid step. Shit. The lights turned on, and I saw Cyborg sitting on the couch, not even turning to meet my gaze. Honestly, how did I not see him? It wasn't like he didn't glow up. Sighing, I put my water on the counter and hopped over the couch, landing a few feet away from Cy.

"what's up?" I said, attempting to make light of things. Somehow I knew I had disappointed him somehow. He shrugged.

"I wouldn't know," He finally turned toward me, " Where have you been,? You left this morning and showed back up in the middle of the night with out telling anyone. We were about to set up a search party for you!" I flinched. He was pissed, and I knew that one wrong word could set him off.

"I had to meet someone, It was important." I could tell my response didn't put him at ease. He stood up and began pacing back and forth in front of me. I sat back and crossed my arms, this could be awhile.

"I just- you've been acting strange for the past couple of weeks. I mean, you hardly try to get to Robin anymore. Im just worried I guess," he said shaking his head. "Look, I know your not a kid anymore but you're still my little brother and I don't want to wake up one day and find out that you're gone. Just... Try to let one of us know that youre going out, ok?"

Had I really gave off the impression that I was leaving, that I was never coming back. I guess I never thought about what the rest of the team would feel like with the whole sneaking off with RobiN thing. I didn't realize how much I was hurting them, especially Cyborg. And the fact that he wasn't trying to find out who I was with was only making me feel more guilty. I nodded.

"Im sorry, I'll tell you from now on," I said, standing up and offering a small smile. " Hey, I never made it up to you for ditching you that day. How about tomorrow we spend the whole day together, just you and me. Just like old times." I watched him scan me, as if checkin to see if I was lying or not. Seeing how I wasn't, I watch his own smile spread across his face.

"Yeah... I would like that." I nodded, offering another smile before turning on my heels. I grabbed the water bottle off the counter, and went to the sliding doors that lead to the corridors. Just as I was about to walk out, I turned to Cyborg one last time.

"It'll all work out in the end, trust me."

* * *

"Dude, you're so going down!" I yelled as my fingers mashed on the buttons furiously.

"In your dreams, grass stain!" We were on our final lap, neck and neck, but I was confident I was going to win. There was no way in Hell I was letting Cyborg beat me again. The finish line was now visible, and I was clearly in the lead. Victory is mine.

"Any last words before I cream you, med head." I said, smirking.

"Yeah, turbo." Just as I we were about to cross the finish line, Cyborgs car sped pass me, crossing first to the finish line. " Booyah!" he shouted, throwing his fist in the air. The crowd around us began whooping and cheering Cyborgs named, while I looked at the screen with stunned silence. No. Freaking. Way. Cyborg bent down to my level, his breath rattled through my ear. " looks like you owe me lunch,"

"That's so not fair, you cheated!" I yelled childishly.

"Don't hate the player, hate the game," he said, wearing a sly smirk that grew into a full blown grin. " And I would like a monster bacon cheeseburger with extra bacon, and chile cheese fries on the side." I felt a shiver go down my spine.

"you make me sick, you know that?" He just laughed. We pushed through the crowd and took a seat at the back of the arcade. I took the menu and began scanning over it. As much as I hated paying for a cheaters lunch, I did miss this. The both of us just hanging out and having a good time. It's been a while since we have.

"Dude, I don't even think they have that here," I said, flipping through the pages again.

"then i guess I'll have the regular." he shrugged. I felt another shiver course down my spine. Meat lovers supreme pizza was probably worst than eating a bacon cheeseburger. I mean, who needs that much meat on a pizza? And the fact that he eats the whole dish in one siting only makes it worst.

"Whatever. I'll be in line if you need me." I said standing up. He stood up also.

"And I'm going to go reclaim my title on smash bros, no way am I letting some noob bump me down to second place," I chuckled, wishing him good luck. I went to the cashier and ordered our food. Just as I was about to turn around, I ran into someone. I would have fallen down it wasn't for the fact that the person caught me.

"Thanks," I said, brushing myself off. "Sorry, I wasn't- Robin err..Dick?" He always finds a new way to sneak up on me, doesn't he? He shushes me, grabbing my wrist and pulling me out into the hallway. Once he made sure it was clear, he turned towards me, a questioning look on his face.

"What are you doing here?"

"Im hanging out with Cy, why are you here?" I asked, confused.

"I've been looking everywhere for you, I need you to come with me." He said, pulling me towards the back door. I quickly pulled back, earning a what the Hell look.

"I can't, I promised Cy I'd spend the day with him." He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"and you wonder why you're a brat," he groaned. " Look, it's important and I need you there with me."

"What's so important?"

"If I tell you, you won't want to come."

"I'm not going to come until you tell me." We glared at one another, neither of us breaking contact. Finally, Robin sighed, running his hand though his hair.

"Fine, but you're not going to like it."

I walked over to Cyborg, a weight of guilt hanging off my shoulders. I sat down across from him, setting down the tray if food on the table. He eagerly rubbed his hands together, before taking a slice of his pizza. It only took him a couple of chews before he noticed I wasn't eating.

"Are you not hungry?" He asked, though it was hardly understandable. I laughed a little, shaking my head.

"Listen Cy, I know I promised this whole day to you but-"

"Save it," he said, swallowing. he had an obvious frown on his face. " If you're ditching me again just say it." I winced.

"I'm really sorry, I'll make it up to you."

"Don't bother," he said, standing up. "You know what, none of us has said anything to you because we didn't want to hurt your feelings but Robin's not the one breaking this team apart _you are . You're_ hurting this team with your little obsession, and now youre sneaking off without any explanation. You can't make everyone happy, so stop trying."Every word that came out of his mouth dug deeper than any knife ever could. I knew I messed up big this time. He began stopping out the room, and I stood up after him.

"Cy!" I called after him, but it was too late. _You can't make everyone happy, so stop try. _that was what hurt me the most. Was he right? Should I just stop trying?

"Are you okay?" Robin was beside me, a hand on my shoulder. I shook my head, and put on a fake smile.

"Yeah dude, let's go." I was out the door before he had time to ask anymore questions.

* * *

Sliding off the bike, I placed my helmet on the handle. Robin followed suit, pushing back his bangs and letting out a sigh. We were back at the club, and I felt less than exstatic to be here.

"Why exactly are we here again?" I asked. Robin didn't go in depth when he was explaining why I had to leave on such short notice. If anything he seemed a bit nervous, though he'd never admit. He cleared his throat, glancing towards the building. I could hear the loud music from where Is good at the parking lot. There were also obvious strobe lights as well as many people in the building.

"Its a party...for us." He said, a bit nonchalantly.

"Us?" I asked incredulously. He crossed his arm as he avoided eye contact with me.

"Mel thought it was a good idea for the whole club to get to know you. I tried arguing her out of it, but once she has her mind set on something you can't convince her otherwise," he began walking toward the entrance. My mind was racing. This was getting out of hand. I was find with Chap and Melissa thinking we were together, but the whole club? What if the word spread? What was he thinking?

I ran up behind him, grabbing him by the shoulder a turning him around. He frowned at me, obviously annoyed. But I didn't care. He made me ditch Cy for some party I could have said no for. He said it was important.

"I never agreed to this," I growled through my teeth. His expression didn't change at all, which only made me more angry.

"Yes you did," though his expressions hadn't changed, his voice was low and menacing. " you agreed to act like we were in a relationship, remember? Or have you already forgotten what the outcome would be if they found out. And I'm not just talking about Chap. You wanted to know more about me, right? Well, this is this it," he growled, pointing towards the building. "We can call this whole thing off right now, if this is not what you want. If not, then take my hand and stop acting like the shitty brat you are."

I stared at him, stunned by what he just said. He simply stared back, his hand extended towards me. I didn't know whether to be angered or not. He was willing to blow this whole thing off, just like that. How was I suppose to trust him if at any moment we could go back to the way things were, only, he would know my secrets.

I could tell he was getting irritated by the way he was tapping his foot. It was now or never. I could leave and forget everything that had happen. I could apologize to Cy, and tell him why I've been acting the way I was. Or I could take his hand and live through this lie he set up. I could learn things about him, and achieve my goal of figuring out what happen two years ago.

I sighed. I hope I was making the write decision.

* * *

We walked through the doors, his fingers intertwined with mine. It felt wierd, and made my insides churn. I was desperately trying to keep down the blush that was creeping up my cheeks, I was still mad at him afterall.

Upon entering, I was hit with the smell if alcohol and whisky, even stronger than the first time I came here. Smoke hovered just below the ceiling, and people were dancing their hearts out on the dance floor.

"You guys made it!" Melissa said, suddenly running up to us. She was wearing a skirt that was a bit too short, even for my liking, and a t-shirt that showed a good bit of her stomach. "I was begining to think you wouldn't show,"

"Not like we had much of a choice,"Robin mumbled under his breath. Melissa ignored this, turning towards me and bringing me into a surprise hug.

" its nice to see you again,Garfield," she said, bringing me at arms length. I smiled slightly, nodding in her direction. "I see you two have no problem with being public," she said, eyeing our laced hands. Robing rolled his eyes, and I felt my blush winning over.

"Greeny!" I jumped as I felt a hard slap on my on my shoulder. I turned to see Chap, who had his arm slung around my shoulder. "Looking fine as usual,"

"Watch it, Chap. You're one compliment away from having my foot shoved up your ass," Robin growled. Chap through his hands up in the air defensively, taking a step back.

"Hey, not like I'm trying to get in his pants or anything," Melissa slapped him on the arm, glaring unapprovingly at him.

"Have some decency for Christ sake! Go hit on someone whose actually willing," Chap simply smirked, turned on his heel and walked in the other direction. Melissa turned towards me, and roll her eyes.

"I know," Isaid, already knowing what she was going to say.

"Well, I have work to do," Robin suddenly said, letting go of my hand.

"Oh no you don't. You promised this would be your day off," Melissa said, stepping in front of him. "Besides, this party was designated to the both of you, not just Gar. God knows how long we've been trying to hook you up with someone," Robin sighed, and ran his hair through his head.

"Fine," he glared at Melissa, only for her to shoot him a toothy grin. She grabbed my hand and lead me to the dance floor. I suddenly felt panicked and tried to worm my way out of her grasp. I turned around to see if Robin had followed us by any chance. He did. Though he didn't look too amused either.

"You both are too tense for your own good. You need to loosen up!" Melissa yelled, before spinning and dancing to the beat of the music. I turned towards Robin who simply shrugged.

"I don't dance," I yelled as Melissa took both of my hands and started shaking them. God knows, how long its been since I've actually tried busting a move. Even when I did years ago, I was just being goofy. This was different. I could feel peoples eyes were specifically on the three of us, even the ones who were dancing.

"Sure you do. Come on, Dick, show him how its done," I turned towards Robin, who mumbled something under his breath before making his way towards us. I stared wide eyed as he instantly picked up the beat of the music. With every note the bass pumped, his body moved with it. Even when the pace of the song got faster, his body never ceased to stop moving. And I was dumbfounded by how good of a dancer he actually was. Melissa laughed as she propped her elbow on his shoulder.

"We don't call him Dick the disco stick for nothing," If I wasn't so shocked right now, I would have laughed. The Robin. The oh so tight ass Robin, had the moves like Jagger! This was all to good to be true. "Well, what are you waiting for, go dance with him!" Before I had a chance to argue, Melissa pushed me forward, sending me stumbling into the arms of said dance. I let out a nervous chuckle. He raised an eye brow.

"So are you going to dance or not, Brat," even during the midst of talking, he stayed in rythm with the beat. His hips never ceased to stop moving.

"I meant it when I said I didn't dance," I could tall he was rolling his eyes under his dark shades.

"I've seen you dance before,"

"Do you really consider that dancing?" A small smirk appeared on his lips and he began dancing again. I watched in awe, as the moves I didn't know he had fell perfectly with the beat. He began dancing around me, as to tease me in some sort away.

I jumped as I felt a hand on either side of my waist, and the heat of a body on mine.

"Just follow the beat," it was Robin, I could tell by his voice, even if he was whispering in my ear. I felt a shiver go up my spine, as well as my face totally heating up. He began to rock my hips back and forth to the rhythm. I tensed. "Relax, I'm just helping you out," I nodded. Soon I could pick out the rhythm with ought Robin, and he let go.

"Alright,now don't worry about everyone else. Its just us and the dancefloor." I nodded again, this time feeling a bit more confident in my moves. I didn't really know what I was doing, all I could do was hear the bass and hope that I was staying up to par with it. I turned looked towards Robin, who was dancing in front of me. Was he smiling?

I think I was getting the hang of it.

* * *

"The usual," Robin told the bbartender. We decided to get off the dance floor, Robin complaining that it was getting too hot and sweaty. I had to agree. We were now at the bar table, getting a drink.

"And your friend," theman asked. He had pale skin, sweaty brows, and rosy cheeks.

"Water please," he gave me an unusual look, but simply shrugged and began making our drinks.

"I thought you didn't dance," Robin said, a smirk toying at his mouth . I shrugged.

"I don't,"

"Well you're pretty damn good at it," he muttered.

"You helped, besides I was just copying you," I laughed. "I should be the one who's shock. Dick the disco stick?"

"Shut up, it was Mel who came up with that stupid name,"

"I like it," laugh. "Kinda suits you," he grunted. The bartender set our drinks in front of us. I took a sip of the cool water. And that's when it hit me. A strong scent of alcohol came crashing into my nose, making it burn. The smell was strong and intoxicating.

I looked over to the source of thesmell, and was surprised, to say the lease, to see it was Robin drink. He downed the liguid as if it was just water. I stared at him in shock. Sense when did he drink? The Robin I knew would never drink, especially if he was still under aged.

Just as I was about to ask him about it, Chap and Mel appeared beside us, taking a seat on either side. I would have to ask him about it later.

"I thought Dick was good at dancing, I think we found his match,"Chap said, punching me lightly on the arm. He then nodded his head at the bartender, who simply turned without the words.

" And you said you couldn't dance," Melissa said, smirking.

"I don't,"

"Like hell you don't, the whole club was watching! " Chap said. Robin rolled his eyes before drinking more of his beverage. "You're lucky, Greeny. People don't really like newbs around here, but everyone warmed up to you rather quickly," before I could say anything, Robin shot up in his chair.

"Is that so?" He asked. Bother Chap and Melissa nodded. "Then I did my job for the night. Gar, you can stay here if you want but I'm leaving," He began walking towards the door with out a second glance. I turned towards Chap and Melissa, who both gave knowing nods.

"See you next time," Melissa said,bringing me into a quick hug.

"Yeah, I'll be sure to look for you in the streets," chap said. I simply rolled my eyes, turned on my heel. And ran towards the exit

* * *

"I had fun," I said, as we both stared at the city off the roof. I turned towards Robin, who simply nodded in agreement. It was a full moon tonight with a light breeze. It felt nice. I closed my eyes, letting the cool beams of the moon hit my face. "You know, you've changed. I mean, I know you were acting different but this a totally different person," I said, turning towards him and meeting his gaze.

"Dick and Robin are two different people," he said simply. I furrowed my brows. "Get some sleep, I plan on having everyone run the optical course tomorrow." I pouted. As if training wasn't enough.

"Will you be there?" I asked.

"Possibly," he didn't turn towards my direction. "Besides, we have a long day of story telling tomorrow."

* * *

**hey guys, been awhile. Too long actually. Heh, sorry. With school, sports and my violin lessons, I hardly had enough time to even watch t.v. I know that's not a very good excuse because its been months! But you guys kept me going with all the nice reviews!**

**Also, I had a major writers block andbasically didn't know what to write or how to write it. I have the whole story mapped out in my mind, I just can't put it into words for some reason. **

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	5. Chapter 5

Beast Boy~

I honestly think Robin was trying to kill us today. We each ran the optical course three times, and each time we had to beat our previous record or else we would have to run it an extra time. That wouldn't have been a problem if Robin hadn't decided to install freaking new software with out telling us! And lucky me, I was the first to find out.

I was doing fine at first, it was my last lap and by the rate I was going I'd beat my record by at least twenty seconds. Right around the middle of the field,I was preparing to dodge the arrows when all of sudden a a fire ball came hurdling at me. I had narrowly missed being burnt tofu! Then multiple fireballs came hurdling at me. By the time I belaten that station, I was out of breath, panting.

I was on the last platform, usually the easiest for me because I could fly over the trapped floors. I was prepared to fly over it when this big ass robot came out of no where holding a huge ass sword! And let's just say it wasn't the easiest thing to fight that thing while the trapped floors were still going.

Needless to say, I finished the course. When I got to the finish line, Cyborg was already yelling at Robin for jacking up his system. Starfire was the first to notice me, and quickly flew to my side. She seemed worried for some reason, and quickly called Robin over. He looked at me for a few seconds before telling me to go to the infirmary. At first I didn't understand why, but then I noticed all the cuts, burns, and bruises that littered my body. I hadn't even noticed until they pointed it out.

So that's how I ended up here, waiting for either Raven or Cyborg to come. I hated being in the infirmary, there's honestly nothing to do! Plus, all the white gives me a headache. I guess if anything, it gave me time to think.

Just then, Cyborg walked into the room. I secretly hoped it was Raven, since Cyborg was still probably mad about yesterday. He avoided my gaze as he walked to the computer, typing something in. Yep, he was still mad.

"So uh, did you beat your time?" He grunted a response. I sighed, he was pissed.

"Robin said he would come apologize to you, but I wouldn't hold my breath on it.," He still hasn't look at me, and even when as he said those words, I could tell it was forced.

"Cy, I really am sorry I left you," I said in hope he would at least try to talk this out with me. He walked up to me, and began examining my injuries. A few moments passed and no words were shared between us. Once he was done he stood up and looked in the medicine cabinet. Pulling out a bottle, he handed it to me.

"They're only minor burns and the cuts aren't deep, just put some of that on them and you'll be fine," I thanked him as he left the room. I groaned, collasping on the bed. Cyborg hadn't even acknowledge d that I tried to apologize to him. I knew he wouldn't stay mad at me forever, but we hardly ever get into arguments that last more than a day.

The door opened again, and for a split second I thought it might be Cyborg. My hopes quickly vanished as Robin walked through the door. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing, because boy did I have some things to rant about.

"What the hell, a little warning next time would be nice," I yelled sitting up. "I could've been seriously hurt, I nearly got hit with a fireball! What were you thinking?" Robin pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Please, hearing this once from Cyborg is enough. Besides, you guys need the extra work, we've been slacking off lately,"

"You mean you, while you're God knows where, we're here training," I blurted. Robin frowned and I knew I had somehow crossed the line. "Look I-"

"Whatever brat, I get it. I jumped to conclusions." I huffed. I honestly didn't need two people angry at me.

"I'm guessing you didn't come here to apologize," he shrugged.

"I just needed an excuse. Do you really need one?" I guess he took my silence as a no, so he continued. "I have a free day today, which gives us time to get to know each other better," I gulped. I could tell he wanted to know more about my past, which I was more or less ready to share.

"Sure dude,"

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Robin had insisted on going out again, saying the tower wasn't a secure place. I was currently flying above him, as he sped through town on his motorcycle. No way was I going on that thing if I didn't need to. We had agreed to go to the private beach that was reserved for the Titans whenever we needed time off. It seemed like the least populated place to go.

I honestly don't even know what to ask him. There's a million things I want to know, and yet, I can't seem to find one that wasn't too personal to ask. We hadn't really shared much yet, and even I didn't trust him enough to tell him everything.

I landed on the shore, shifting back to my human form. I breathed in the salty air. I've always enjoyed coming to the beach for some reason, it made me feel relaxed. It was a nice day. The sun was shining, giving off warm beams, there was a slight breeze, and the waves were calm. This would be the type of day the whole group would have came to enjoy ourselves. Its been years since we've all been here.

I sighed.

"Hey brat, don't go daydreaming on me." I opened my eyes to see Robin trotting towards me. I sheepishly rubbed the back of my neck. A habit of mine.

"Sorry, I was just thinking," I mumbled. He gave me a knowing look, as if he knew what I was thinking about.

"Its a nice day," he said, looking towards the ocean. "Let's walk," I nodded and we both began walking along the shore. "I'm sorry I didn't warn you about the upgrades. It was reckless, and I should've known better," My eyes widen, and I turned to look at my shaded leader. He was apologizing? Since when did he ever admit he was wrong?

He did not turn towards me, but I could tell he was looking at me from the corner of his eye. I found myself smiling and turned ahead also.

"You know, you may act like a jerk on the outside, but I think you've become a better person," he grunted.

"Why is that?" I shrugged.

"You're different now. I think you've become a better person now, even if we don't know you as well as we did before," I heard him inhale, and saw him stop. I turned around. He had his hands in his pocket, and was avoiding my gaze.

"That's where you're wrong," I stared at him in confusion. "I'm different now, yes, but I'm not a better person,"

"What happen to you? Why won't you let me help you, any of us," he sighed and walked pass me. I growled. "Dick!" I called after him. He stopped almost immediately. I clutched my fists. "I want to help you,"

"Its too dangerous for you to know everything now. Trust me when I tell you I'm doing this to protect everyone. Please, just trust me with this," His voice was quiet, and his tone was unusually soft. I could tell he was struggling with something. I let my hands drop.

"Alright," I silently nodded. He began walking again and I silently followed. We kept our distance, neither of us uttering another word. I kept my eyes locked on the sand, finding the grains unusually interesting. My mind kept replaying his words. What was dangerous? What is he hiding from us? Why me? Why now? I sighed.

"I was born in New York, but shortly after my birth my parents moved to Africa. They were genetic scientists looking for a disease that was taking over a village. No one ever found a cure for it, and if I person caught it they would suffer a painful death. The disease was Sakutia," I crossed my arms, sudden on feeling cold. Though Robin didn't stop walking, I could tell he was listening intently.

"The disease isn't contagious or easy to get. The only way to get the disease was if an animal with it bit the person. When I was six, my friend and I were playing and ended up straying from the village. We spitted a green monkey trying to open a nut. I've always loved animals, and thought that the monkey was sick. She warned me not to go near it but I didn't listen. When I got close enough to it, it lunged at me and bit my shoulder before running away,"

"I remember how much pain I was in. My whole body was on fire. I remember hearing a scream before passing out. When I woke up, I was in a bed that was usually reserved for the sick. My parents were sitting beside me. My mom was crying and my dad was running his fingers through my hair. They told me I had been bitten by the animal with the sakutia virus and had to make up a makeshift medicine to save me. But it had side effects. It turned my hair and skin green, made my canines larger, pointed ears, and the ability to turn into animals. My parents never look at me like a monster, and neither did any of the villagers,"

I didn't want to continue. My story would only get worst from here, and I had a hard enough time getting those words out. Robin stopped walking and turned towards me. I couldn't read his expression. I turned away and looked at the ocean.

"Gar...I didn't know," he finally said. I could have laughed.

"Of course not, I didn't tell anyone. Its easier to let people think I was born like this," Robin placed a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry that happen to you,"

"I know you thought that my story would be simple, but I did not have a happy childhood. This was only a minor event of my life. This is what you wanted to know, and I'm trusting you to hold these secrets. I trust you, and I hope you trust me also," he nodded. "Good," I smirked as I began pulling off my shoes.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"What does it look like? Its a nice day, the sun's shining, we're at the beach. Perfect time for a swim," I just got done pulling off my other shoe, and began taking off my shirt.

"You've got to be kidding me," Robin groaned. I laughed.

"Come on, its been forever since we've been here. Have some fun, won't you?" Before he could stop me, I ran into the water. The water was warm, and the waves weren't super huge. I laughed again, seeing Robin's disapproving expression.

"If you think I'm going in there-" he warned. I shrugged and fell back into the water. Whatever he was about to say did not reach me. I stayed under the water, loving the way it rushed passed me. I had an idea.

Transforming into an elephant, I took huge gulp of water through my trunk and aimed it at Robin. His eyes widen in realization.

"You better not," he growled. To late. I sprayed the water and it hit him dead center. Sweet. I transformed back to my human form, laughing. "You little shit!" I stopped laughing just in time to see Robin throwing off his shirt. Then he began running towards me at full speed. Not sweet.

I quickly turned around and began running in the other direction. Which wasn't easy mind you. When I was deep enough, I began swimming away. I turned around to see if he was still following. He wasn't there. I stood there in confusion. Where did he go?

Just then, I felt something grab on to my ankles. Before I had time to register what was happening I was being dragged down into the water. I searched around the murky water to see just what had dragged me down here. I was surprised to see Robin. He pointed upwards. I nodded.

We both swam toward the surface. Once I reached it, at took a big gulp of air. I seriously wasn't prepared to go down like that. A moment later, Robin came to the surface, shaking his head to get the water off.

"You. Little. Shit." He said in between pants. I was still trying to catch my breath.

"Dude. I nearly had a heart attack,"

"That's what you get for spraying water on me," I laughed, and watched him begin to smile.

"okay, you win," I said holding out my hands for truths. Just before he could shake my hand, I raised it and splashed water on him. He growled, but smirked as he did the same to me. Pretty soon we were both going at it non stop.

We spent the rest of the day in the water.

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	6. Chapter 6

Beast Boy~

I collapsed on the cool sand, not caring at the moment that it would stick to me everywhere. A large grin remained plastered on my face. I won. Even if I had cheated a little. Not a moment later, Robin came crawling out of the water, panting just as hard as I was.

"You shit. You cheated," I laughed, placing my hands under my head.

"Dude, I have powers, of course I'm gonna use it to my advantage," I said, nonchalantly.

"But that's not fair," he whined. I smirked. At least I was finally breaking his _seriousness. _He sat down beside me, letting out a huff of breath. I glanced in his ddirection. He was staring ahead mindlessly, probably thinking about something. This gave myself some time to recollect the events that just occurred.

We had spent a good two hours in the water. After I convinced Robin to get in we both decided that it would be pointless to get back out so soon, so we decided to have different contests to test our superiority. Who knew Robin could hold his breath for so long? Anyways, by the time we realized how long we've been in the water the sun had already started setting. So we had one more challenge, who could make it to the shore the fastest.

"Don't expect this to happen often," Robin suddenly said. I turned to his direction with a questioning look.

"What?"

"This, letting my guard down. Having fun,"

"Come on, Robin. I expect this from Raven. It won't kill you to have fun once in a while." He turned sharply at me, and I could tell I somehow crossed the line. He sighed, pinching his nose.

"Things are different now. Its dangerous for me to have fun or be myself," I sat up.

"But why?" I searched his face for an answer and for a moment I thought he was going to tell me. But then he turned around with the stoic expression he always wore. I huffed. I could tell Robin was having a hard time opening up to me, for whatever reason. If I wanted to get anywhere with him I'd have to break down the walls he put up.

I jumped up, grabbed Robin's shirt, and tossed it to him. He gave me a confused, and somewhat angered look. I simple turned around and began putting on my own clothes. By the time I got done putting on my clothes, he was already up, giving me a questioning stare. I simply smiled, grabbed him by his wrist, and began pulling him towards the road.

"What are you doing?" He asked incredulously, surprised I had grabbed him.

"You've shown me parts of your new life, I want to show you mine," I turned around and shot him a toothy grin before pulling him forward. I felt him tense.

"What does that even mean?" I grinned.

"You'll see,"

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"You know I don't want to be seen out in public,"

"Come on! Loosen up. Besides, I doubt anyone can recognize you," Robin mumbled something under his breath, before running his hand through his hair. "It's just dinner," I added.

"Fine, but I don't see how this has anything to do with your life," I laughed and began walking towards the entrance.

After leaving the beach, I asked Robin to go back to the tower and wash and to dress in something casual. He didn't question it, but I could tell he was skeptical. After we parted ways, I took a five minutes shower before throwing on a clean T-shirt and jeans.

I actually didn't know where to go, I was just worried that he would run off again. Besides, I wanted to know more about him. After a moment of thinking, I decided a dinner may be the best decision, I mean, you can learn a lot about at a resuraunt. Besides, I still owed him for buying lunch at the coffee shop.

The waitress seated us at a table in the back of the resturaunt (Robin's request), and handed us both a menu. I thanked her and she said she would be back in a few minutes to take our drinks.

"So, why exactly are we here?" I rubbed the nape of my neck with a nervous chuckle.

"Well, I thought this would be time to just talk. I mean, we haven't done a lot of that," he raised am eyebrow, crossing his arms, with simple_ oh._

"I've been meaning to ask how the team is doing," Robin shrugged. I felt myself wince, this was starting off well.

"Oh, well, the tower's been pretty dead ever since you, uh...separated,"

"How so," I could tell he genuinely was curious about how we were doing, but I honestly didn't think he would be happy when I told him.

"I dunno, everyone is kind of secluded now. Cy's usually in the garage or sorting files, Rae's stuck in her room, and Star has companies trying to get her to sell their products," Robin nodded understandingly.

"And you?" I shrugged.

"I tried to get everyone back together, but when that didn't work I was usually in the training room," I picked up the menu and began flipping through the pages. None of the food passed as eye-catching. I set back down the menu. "You know, I can't remember the last time we ate dinner together," I didn't intend for my voice to come out so harsh, but it just struck me. We used to eat dinner at least three timea a week together. Now we hardly try to eat a meal together.

"Gar-"

"No, I'm serious, I can't remember, and it hasn't occurred to me that it's been so long. Doesn't that bother you?" Robin sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Of course it does, you know that. But things are different now," I shook my head.

"But why?"

"I-"

"Are you boys ready to order?" Our waitress asked, smiling warningly. I gave an annoyed sigh before scanning through the menu again.

"Uh...just a ceaser salad for me with a diet coke," I said, still not finding anything particularly interesting.

"I'll have the pulled pork with a side of fries," Robin said, crossing his arms. The girl wrote down our orders, before sticking her pen behind her ears.

"Is that all?" We both nodded. She gave a small smile before turning on her heel. Just as she was about to walk away, she turned again and quickly came back to our table. "Excuse me for asking, but you are Beast Boy, right?"

My expression must've been priceless. Honestly, it wasn't that hard to identify who I was. How many people did she see with green skin and hair? She shook her head.

"Sorry, stupid question. Anyway, I didn't know you were seeing someone. I mean...not to be rude," I gaped at her. "Oh I see, you're not public yet," she must have took my silence as her answer. I looked at Robin, who simply shrugged.

"Oh, we're not to-" I began, only to be interrupted.

"Don't worry, your secrets safe with me," she winked before turning and walking away.

"Wait," by the time I uttered the word she was already out of earshot. I groaned, sinking into my chair.

"Now do you see why I hate being seen out in public?" Robin said, I slight smirk inching across his face. I glared at him.

"You know, you could've said something," I whined. He just shrugged, his smirk turning into a full blown smile.

"This is why I hate being in public, too much publicity. People don't know how to keep their noses where they belong, though, it is funny that she called you out on a spot,"

"But this isn't a date!" I argued. He raised an eyebrow.

"Isnt it?" He asked in confusion. I stood there baffled for a few seconds, my face instantly heating up. Damn, he knew how to embarrass me, that's for sure.

"What-I -no," My words came out as confused stutters, and it only fueled my embarrassment when he started laughing. If I wasn't so flustered, I would take his laughter as an achievement, it wasn't everyday you saw the oh so tight Robin bring out a laugh that wasn't forced

"Relax brat, I know this isn't a date. If it were, I'd be highly disappointed," Now it was my turn to be confused.

"Oh, so dinner is not enough for you?" I asked, my own smile forming. He shrugged.

"I guess it's alright, a bit platonic yes. I'm not really into the whole cheesy first dates," I laughed. At least we could agree on that.

"I'd just have to take you up for that offer," we both laughed, not because what I said was funny, but because of how ironical my sentence was. Our food came soon after, it's funny how a resturaunt would step up there game when a celebrity walked in, not that I saw myself as one.

We ate in relative silence, with only a few snide remarks to break the quietness. It wasn't an awkward silence, but more of us recollecting our thoughts. I still had so many questions to ask him, yet, I couldn't find any.

"You know, I've been meaning to ask you something," Robin suddenly said. I slowly chewed my food and swallowed. I never really looked forward to his questions.

"Shoot,"

"I remember you saying that you lived in a village," I nodded, already regretting this questions "what happen to it? I mean- after- you know -"

"My parents died?" He nodded, a solemn 'yeah'. I sighed. It could have been worst. "After they died, they agreed to house me. They knew none of my other relatives would take me in after my...transformation, and thought it best that they kept me."

"Then why did you leave?" He asked. I felt myself tense, and I could tell he noticed it. I shut my eyes, quickly ridding the memories that were forming. I wasn't ready to think about what happen during that time, not yet. "Gar," he placed his hand on myhand. I opened my eyes and saw I was clutching the cloth of the table. I quickly let go, and Robin let go of my hand. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to," I could hear the concern in his voice.

"Sorry," I muttered. "I'm just not ready to talk about that now." he nodded in understandingly. I decided to continue, "I was eight when I left them, and I promised I would be back with the cure. They're still out there, I know it...waiting for me." I slowly finished. I glanced at Robin to read his expression. He had his eyebrows furrowed in thought. I could tell he was processing this through his mind, and possibly thinking of something else.

He abruptly stood up and held out his hand.

"Come on, it's getting late. You should probably get back to the tower before the others start worrying about you," I nodded in agreement, and reluctantly, allowed him to help me out of my seat. He pulled out his wallet.

"No way dude, I'm paying," I said, quickly putting money on the table. He looked, a ghost of shock graced his features.

"You don't have to-"

"Just think of as, I owed you one,"

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I woke up to the sound of loud banging at my door. I groaned, rolling out the bed. Shit, some people actually like sleeping in from time to time. I begrudgingly hauled myself to the still hammering door. I opened it, and was surprised to say the least, to see it was Cyborg.

"Cy, what are you-" before I could finish my sentence, I was brought into a hug. Dumbfounded, I pushed myself off to stare at metallic friend. "What gives?" I asked, rubbing my eye. I was still half awake after all.

"You could have just told me, I would've understood," I raised an eyebrow.

"What are you talking about?"

"You don't have to keep a secret anymore," I was really confused, just what exactly hit him in the head.

"I still don't understand-"

"I personally don't care if you're dating another guy, I always thought you were a bit of a fruitloop," if I wasn't so in shock, I probably would've been offended.

"Excuse me?" I said incredulously. Did he somehow know about me and Robin? How? We haven't been that obvious have we? But how would he have known it was Robin.

"Now I know why you're always ditching me, and I forgive you. Wow, if only you had told me sooner."

"Who told you?" Though I already had a feeling who might have spilled the beans. Maybe Chap had some connection to Cyborg.

"Don't you read the newspaper? Your the front headline in every cover. So, who's the mystery guy?" The newspaper? Wait. I internally groaned. Last night someone mustve taken a picture of me and Robin out the diner. Damn paparazzi, can never keep a secret. At least they didn't know who it was. "Oh I see, mystery," he said, emphasizing the last word. He chuckled, and all I could think to do was groan.

"Star and Rae already said they were fine with it. So you don't have to worry 'bout them. I just can't believe you've been sneaking off to be with your boyfriend, you should know us better than that," he laughed, placing his hand on his forehead. "And you had me thinking you were getting into trouble or something," he chuckled, before turning and walking away. "I can't wait for Bee to find out about this!"

"Shit," I cursed, as I walked back into my room. I collapsed on my bed. Stupid Cyborg, stupid media, stupid Robin for being in disguise. I groaned into my pillow. I'd have to deal with this later. There was no way I'd be able to deal with the mock and interrogation that the others were sure to throw at me.

I closed my eyes, and began to fall back asleep. Hopefully this was all a bad dream.

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	7. Chapter 7

Hey guys!

I know it's been awhile and thanks to everyone who commented/was worried about where I was. I honestly thought the smer would give me more time to uploaded, but I was wrong. Now that schools started, I don't know when I'll have time to work on this summer. I know, its been MONTHS since ive uploaded, and theirs no reason for that (though I did have a huge writers block for some time). Just know, I haven't given up on this story and I plan on finishing it, and starting a sequal. I have the whole plot written in my head, I just have to put it in words.

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	8. Chapter 8

(Robin's POV)

I walked into my room, running my hand through my hair. As the door closed behind me, I allowed my head to hit the cool medal. This wasn't supposed to of all people, it had to be Beast Boy. He had to be the one to bring me out of hiding. He had to be the one to discover what i had become.

It was funny actually.

I would've guessed it be Raven, we did have a close bond, and it's not like he and I were ever close. Why hadn't he given up on me like everyone else? Why did he have to be so damn persistant? Why did I have to fall for the brat?

Groaning, I dragged myself to my desk, placing both my hands on the edge. No, I refuse to admit it, I couldn't. I thought Beast Boy would would be disgusted by me. That he would hate the way I am now. Be disgusted by the fact that we had to pretend to be lovers. He already said he wasn't interested in other males, so why did he agree? Why is he putting himself through it?

I know I have to break it off, before we go in too deep. It is too dangerous to keep this up now, we've already gain to much publicity. Yes, I would have to end this soon, no matter how much it pains me.I would do it tomorrow, but I don't want to leave him without him knowing how much I care.

I lay down on my bed, starring at the ceiling. What can I do to let him know I do care, that I wanted this to work out? How badly I wished we didn't have to pretend. For him to know I wanted him, all of him. Just the thought of him kissing me made me weak. Sure, we kissed before, but that was all scripted. It didn't mean anything. But even the sensation of his lips being on mine was like nothing I've felt before.

I wanted to know his past. He has much more secrets than he would ever admit. I can tell that by the way he looks at me when I ask certain questions something tragic must've happen, something even worse than his parents death. I want to know why he believed so heavily of me. Why he was so desperate to get the team back together. I wanted him to know about me.

"Shit," I breathed as I felt a tear roll down my face. I quickly sat up, and wiped it off. I looked down at the floor. But I will never know these things, I couldn't. I can't risk being hurt, and I'd be damned if I'd let anything happen to Beast Boy. I know the consequences, and I couldn't bare to let that happen.

Not again.

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I looked in the mirror, wandering what to do with my hair. I've been growing it out for awhile now and it almost reaches my shoulders. I was debating on whether or not I should cut it. I ran my hand through it a couple times, deciding it would take too long and it just wasn't worth it. Besides, I wanted to spend as much time with Beast Boy today as I could today. Having no better idea, I put my hair in a bun.

Double checking my outfit, I decided that this would have to do. A white button-up and black slacks. Simple, but still looked put together. Last but not least I put on my tinted shades.

I always enjoyed sneaking up on the brat, so I decided to pay him a little visit. It was early in the morning, so there was no doubt the he was still asleep. This time however, I'd make sure to keep my hand away from his mouth.

I opened the door a crack, and made sure no one was coming down the hallway. Seeing that all was clear, I stepped out fully. I made my way to Beast Boy's room, where I typed in the passcode. The door opened with a slight 'hiss'. I quietly made my way in, making sure to close the door behind me.

I spotted him on his bed, his bare back facing towards me. I gulped, taking a few steps closer to his bed. Sure, I've seen him with no shirt on before, but now it felt like I was violating his privacy. Now I was at the foot of his bed, and I could see every breath he took. I watched in awe as his chest rose and fell in a synthetic rythem.

I shook my head, temporarily forgetting why I was here. Just as I was about to shake his shoulder to wake him up a quiet "no' emitted from his through. My hand quickly recoiled and I looked at him to see if he was awake. He wasn't.

" no" he muttered agained. I watched as his breathing began to quicken, and as I watched, I noticed something I hadn't notice before, not even when we were at the beach. A long scar ran down from his shoulder blade to the end of his back.

"Stop!" Another connecting both of his shoulder blades.

"Please!" Another running through the middle of his back.

"No!" As I looked closer, there was scars litered all over his body. Down his chest, his collar bone, even some on his neck.

"Galtry!" An initial, NG, on the nape of his neck. Beast Boy suddenly sprang up, screaming. Shocked I took a step back. He stared strait ahead, panting heavily. I could make out beads of sweat running all over his body. Just as I was about to reach out for him, his head shot towards me and a look between anger a fear traced his features.

"Why are you here?" He growled. His voice was harsh, and yet still a little shaken. I was taken aback like this, since Beast Boy's tone usually never sounded like this. It was almost scary.

"I-I-" why was I here? I was still so in shock that I temporarily forgot why I had even came.

"Why are you in my room?' He said, his voice softening just a little.

" I wanted to see if you wanted to go out today," his face instantly dropped with a quiet 'oh'. He ran his hand through his hair, shaking his head slightly. I couldn't tell if he was crying or not , but the way his body was shaking told me he was. I didn't know if I should comfort him or leave. So I just stood there.

About a minute passed before it looked like Beast Boy reagained composure. He looked at me and gave me a smile. That same toothy grin that he's been wearing since I've known him. Now I knew it was fake.

"Sure dude,I'll go out with you. Just give me a sec to get washed. Do I have to wear anything specific?"' I was taken aback by his sudden mood swing. A few minutes ago it looked like he was going to have a panic attack, now he's acting like none of this ever happened.

" uh...something nice?"

"Sure dude!" He said, jumping out of the bed and sprinting into the bathroom. I got one last glimpse of his back before he shut the door. I walked to the closed door and placed my ear on it. The shower was running, but even still, I could hear his quiet sobs.

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We walked in relative silence. There was still some tension from the events that happened earlier. I could tell Beast Boy didn't want to talk about it, but I had so many questions.

Where did all those scars come from? What were you dreaming about? Why did you play it off as if nothing had happened? Who is Galtry? It didn't seem like I was getting these answers any time soon.

"So," he turned towards me. I could tell by the looks he gave me he was begging me not to say anything about the events of this morning. 'I was thinking we could go to that vegan restaurant that just opened up," a look of relief swept over him, and he smirked.

"Dude, that place is wayyy expensive. I don't think you'd be able to afford it." Though what he said was humorous, there was little humor in his voice. I scoffed.

"What do you say?" I asked. He looked strait ahead, and shrugged.

"Surprise me with whatever you have in store, I'll be ready." I looked at Beast Boy. I slight gust of wind blew, causing his hair to flap against it. He really was handsome. I don't know why I hadn't noticed before. The green somehow complimented his features. I would have never expected such a beautiful person to be covered in scars.

He turned to me with a small smile. I quickly looked away, trying to keep my blush down. Damned brat, making me lose my shit over a simple smile.

"Hey Dick," he said, stopping. I stopped also and turned towards him, giving him a questioning look. "Do you ever wonder what life would be like if your parents never died," this question took me by surprised. I wondered where it came from.

"I believe...that everything happens for a reason," I say, after thinking about it.

"Even the things that shouldn't happen to anyone?" Another gust of wind blew, this time even stronger than the last. Dark clouds were starting to roll in.

"We should get to the restaurant before we get caught in the storm," I mumbled, turning on my heel and walking the other direction. I turned to see if he was following. He was a few steps behind me, looking up at the clouds.

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"And then, Cy said he always saw me as a fruitloop. A fruitloop!" I chuckled a little. Beast Boy's mood seemed to lighten a little after we got our food. He was more than happy to try the tofu here, saying he heard they were the best in the city. Which, of course, made me happy. Sure, Beast Boy would get angry at me sometimes, but he never seemed depressed. He was always a bundle of joy, quite annoying actually. Now, it just made me think all of that had been an act.

"So, are you going to tell them it was a misunderstanding?" He shook his head, smiling.

"NahNah. They're not wandering where I am every second of the day anymore," he took the last bite of his tofu soup, and sighed. "Are you sure you wanna pay for every-"

"Like I said brat, my treat." He nodded, a smiled plastered on his face. "Anywhere else you would like to go? I'm paying,"

"Woah Dick, I know you said we would pretend date but you don't have to act the part," for some reason those words hurt me more than it should have. I guess in the long run, even if we weren't in this situation, there would be no hope for us being together.

"I...just wanted you to know I appreciate it. That's all," I muttered. I set the bill and the money on the table, as well as a tip for the waiter. Standing up, I looked at Beast Boy, and offered my hand. Though confused, he reluctantly took it.

"I have an idea of where we should go," he said with a smile.

* * *

"No."

"Oh come on!"

"There is no way I'm getting on that hell ride," I argued. One of Beast Boy's favorite places to go was the annual carnival. We used to go all the time. Now it's just another way to get a headache.

"This is my favorite ride. Me and Cy used to always ride it together!" Beast Boy was literally pouting, but I was trying to hold me ground.

"Do I look like Cyborg to you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Please, Dick" that did it for me. Next thing I new I was hurdling down some inane rollercoaster, trying to hold in my screams while Beast Boy laughed my ear off. As soon as I got off the rollercoaster I made my way to the trashcan, where I threw up my breakfast. Eventually Beast Boy caught up with me and was patting my back.

"Wow, you can hold down twenty shots of liqure but as soon as you get on a rollercoaster you lose it," He laughed. I spat once more into the trashcan before turning towards said elf and growling. He simply laughed. Though I hated rollercoasters, I hated seeing Beast Boy upset even more.

"What now?" I asked, wiping my mouth.

"You choose," he shrugged. I looked around the carnival. There was no way in hell I was getting on another ride, which left games.

"How about that one," I say, pointing to a game who's line wasn't very long. Beast Boy gawked.

"Dude, that has to be the hardest game in the whole carnival," I shrugged and we both made our way to the tent. A woman greeted us, more formally to Beast Boy.

"So, is this the guy everyone is talking about," she asked Beast Boy. A blush spread across his cheeks, even I could make it out in the setting son. What did that mean? Was he embarrassed?

"We just came to play a game," I say before he had a chance to answer. The woman gave me a weird look, but nodded anyway. She handed three darts to me and three to Beast Boy.

"Now, the object of the game is to his that target." She said, pointing towards the target near the end of the tent. Didn't seem that hard, I wander why Beast Boy said it was hard. "Ready boys?" We both nodded, holding out darts in place.

She pulled a lever, and suddenly two huge medal animals came out of no where. beast Boy threw the first dart, but it was easily blocked by the duck. I threw on, harder and faster than Beast Boy had, but the bear walked right in front of the target, deflecting it with its stomach.

"What the hell?" I asked.

"I told you this game was hard," Beast Boy said, throwing another, blocked again. "Maybe if we throw it at the same time they won't know which one to choose." Beast Boy suggested. It was worth the shot. On the count of three we both threw our darts.

To our amazement, the animatronics jumped into the air, and kicked our darts either way.

"Oh. My. God," Beast Boy breathed, his mouth hanging open. I was at lost for words too. What kind of game is this? Now I only had one dart left, and I was determined to win. I searched for an opening.

The bear had two wholes for eyes, and it was the perfect size for the dart to fit in. I aimed my dart to near precision before firing. The dart went straight through its eye and into the target.

"WINNER!" the buzzer screeched.

"Dick, you did it!" Beast Boy screeched. It wasn't anything, really. The woman came up to me and handed me a giant bear, almost as big as my whole body.

"Congrats, you're one of the few people who figured out how to beat the game. Do me a favor and don't tell anyone," she winked. I nodded. We both walked away from the stand. I stopped and looked at the bear.

"Here you have it," I said handing it to Beast Boy. His eyes brightened.

"Are you sure, you earned it."

"Yeah, its creepy anyways," I said. _Just something to remember me by. _

"Hey it's getting late and I need to tell you something," I say, shoving my hands in my pocket. "Come to my room when you get back to the tower,"

"Oh, ok." Was the only thing I heard before I walked away.

* * *

I sat in the chair, fiddling my thumbs. No matter how much I didn't want to do it, I had to. I had to say I couldn't see him anymore. It's for his own good. I was never expecting to get sk attached to him, or his story. I guess I will never know the end.

Three knocks at my door. I guess I would have to break the news now. I begrudgingly walk to my door, and open it. Beast Boy is standing there, looking just as nervous as I was.

"Can I come in?" He asked. I made way for him to walk through. He walked in and stopped in the middle of the room. Turning towards me, I could tell just how scared he was.

"I know you needed to talk to me about something, but I have to get this off my chest," his voice was faltering, just how it was this morning. I nodded, leading him to my bed so he could sit down. He stared at the floor for a moment.

"This morning, I know you saw me. Saw me have that nightmare, and I'm guessing you have a lot of questions. I just- I just need to tell someone about this." I was genuinely worried, and put my hand on his for support.

"What is it?" I asked

"My uncle. Nicholas Galtry."

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	9. Chapter 9

~Beast Boy

I stared at the floor, suddenly finding it very interesting. I could tell Robin was staring, waiting for me to continue. I knew I would tell him sometime or another. I had to tell somebody.

"Do you remember when you asked me why I left my village?" I looked up. He was sitting in front of me on the floor. Even though I couldn't see his eyes, I could tell he was worried.

"Of course,"

"I...didn't leave by choice. I was taken away by a man who said to be my father's brother. He argued that I was rightfully his and he was taking me to the America's. I begged my family to let me stay, that I didn't know this man and I didn't want to be with him. But there was nothing they could do, I was not legally theirs. So he took me away, and that was the last I've heard from them. I was eight."

I paused, knowing that it was only going to get worse from there. Robin placed a hand on mine, squeezing it for reassurance. I sighed.

"The first few weeks I was with him, he seemed like any other loving parent. He built me a fort in his backyard, played football with me, and read me bedtime stories," a weak smile appeared on my face. "Then the legal services left and everything changed."

_"Uncle Galty, Uncle Galtry! Look what I drew! " the little boy ran up to the man, holding a piece of paper. He held it up proudly for the man to see. Unimpressed the man took another swig of alcohol. _

_"Leave me alone runt, can't you see I'm busy?" The man growled. Confused but still hopeful, the boy sat the picture on his lap and pointed. _

_"See that's me, and that's-"_

_"Danm it, I said leave me be!" He yelled, throwing the glass at the wall, nearly missing the boy. He stood wide eyed at the fuming man, who had now stood up, hovering above him. "Monsters like you don't deserve freedom!" In one swift motion, he picked the boy up from the collar of his shirt. The boy began to cry and scream, begging to be put down, but to know avail. _

_The man still holding the boy by the collar of his shirt, walked towards the cellar. Opening the door, he threw the boys down the stairwell, onto the concrete floor. The boy cried out in pain. _

_"I do not want anything to do with you, you animal. Now you can rot in you're cage like animals are supposed to!" The man slammed the door, leaving the terrified boy in the dark._

"I stayed in the cellar most of the time. Everyday he would come down and beat me. It didn't matter what he hit me with, his feet, his hands, even crow bars. He just liked seeing me in pain," I closed my eyes blinking back the terrible memories. Robin squeezed my hand again, reassuring that he was there for me.

"Even though I knew about my powers I was too scared to fight back, plus back then I didn't have very much control over it. Whenever the legal services came back to check on us, he would cover all my bruises and threaten me not to say a word or else he'll kill me,"

"I remember I was always hungry. He did feed me, but he would only give me scraps of raw meat and water out of a doggie bowl," I chuckled slightly. "I guess that's the real reason I became a vegetarian. "

"Gar, I-I didn't know-"

"Of course not, know one knows. Not even the Doom Patrol. I...never had the guts to tell anyone," I looked up at Robin. He had a mixed expression on his face. It was hard to pick out what he was really feeling at the moment. Empathy, confusion, anger, sorrow...guilt?

"How did you escape?" He was curious, and yet I could tell he didn't want the answer. I wish I didn't have the answer. I shake my head, my surpressed memory I tried all too hard to try and forget suddenly floating to the surface.

_The Boy had gotten used to his life with his uncle, he had been living with him for little over a year. It became a routine to him. He's be locked away in the basement, waiting for his uncle to come home, either drunk or sober. Either way didn't make much of a difference. The man would come down the stairs, yell about how pathetic the boy was, and beat him. Once he was done he's throw him down some raw meat and lock the door. _

_The boy was used to the pain. He learned to not cry, that only tempted his uncle to hurt him more. He learned not to run away, he had been caught trying to sneak off as a rat and nearly got his head chopped off. And above all, never, EVER, talk back. More specifically, say 'no'. That only fueled his fire. The first, and only time the boy talked back was when the man first started hitting him He fought back, biting and slapping the man. The man got so pissed he broke one of his wrists with a single pull and didn't take him to the hospital until a few days after. _

_This night, however, the boy knew something wasn't right. His uncle came home from work, drunk as usual. The boy prepared himself for the worst, closing his eyes shut. What he didn't expect was his uncle, slowly running his hand through the Boy's green locks. This, scared the boy more than anything. _

_"Why don't you come upstairs with me, nephew," the drunken man said. Too afraid to answer, the boy followed the man up the stairs to his room. The man shut and locked the door behind them. The boy stood at the opposite side of the room, watching the man's every step. The man gave him a crooked, wicked smile. His yellow teeth glistening in the moonlight. _

_The man slowly made his way to the boy, a somewhat devilish look on his face. He forced his thumb underneath the boy's chin, forcing him to look up at him. _

_"Even with you're skin, you still remind me of Mark," he whispered, his breath reaking havoc in the boy's nostrils. The boy tried to look away, only to be forced back up go look at him. A small whimper emitted from the boy's mouth, but he quickly stopped, not wanting to anger the man. His uncle began to rub his thumb against the boy's cheak. _

_"Mark, why did you ever leave me?" The man leant in. In a panic, the boy yanked his head out of the direction of the incoming kiss. The man stared at him for a moment before drowning deeply. "Don't resist me." He warned. _

_The man's hand left the boys face, and onto the bottom of his shirt. The boy whimpered,this time not bothering to hold it in. The man just gave him a wicked smile before ripping the shirt clean off of him. Upon seeing the boys bruised green and purple skin, he began tracing each outline. _

_"Who could ever mark such a beautiful boy," he purred. By this time the boy was shaking, clenching his fist and shutting his eyes. As the man started tracing his wounds lower and lower, the boy's fear skyrocketed. It was only until the man reached for his belt buckle had the boy had enough. _

_"Stop," the boy growled, using his own hands to keep the belt together. "Stop it right now!" He yelled. At first, the man seemed shocked. The boy was too, if he could take back his words he could. _

_It all happened so fast. Before he knew it, the boy was on the floor, clutching his aching cheak. For a second he thought he'd gone blind, deaf even. It took a minute but eventually his sight and hearing came back, but the second it did, he wished it hadn't._

_"You ungreatful piece of shit! I try to show you love, and you don't want it? You belong to me!" The man stormed over to his desk, yanking open a draw. He pulled out a large knife, showing it to the boy with a look of insanity. The boy's heart instantly froze. The sinking feeling of deaf fell upon him._

_The man maliciously sauntered his way to the cowarding boy. The boy knew he should run, fight back, anything to get away from this man that was going to kill him, but he was too afraid and shocked to try. The first cut, across his bare chest burned like fire. The boy yelled out in pain, leaning over and clutching his chest. _

_"You're mine!" The man yelled, this time taking the knife and slicing it across his back. Again the boy cried out in pain, which only seemed to make the man want to continue. Each mark on his body hurt more than anything he ever felt before and the boy wished for death. _

_Now, the boy layed on his stomach, teetering between consciousness and unconsciousness. He felt a wait on his back, causing him to cry out in pain once more. The man wrapped his hand around the boy's neck and began carving his initials in the back of his neck. _

_"You belong to me! You hear me? Nicholas Galtry!" That was it. These would be his last final breaths. He could finally be with his parents and be happy. Death didn't see of that bad an option. And as his eyes clouded with darkness, the faintest of smiles spread across his cheeks._

"When I woke up the next morning, all my wounds were healed. My uncle layed across the floor on the other side of the room, drowning in his own pool of blood. There were blood stains and claw marks all over the walls. I think that was the first real time I turned into the Beast, but back then I didn't know about it. I didn't question it,"

"You killed him," Robin said. His voice wasn't angered or shocked, it was more of a statement than anything. I shook my head.

"Yes, well I thought I did. I didn't check. As soon as I realized I could leave that's what I did. I only stopped to grab some of my parents belongings and some cash. I never looked back." I looked at him, my eyes watering. "I guess that's the real reason I'm telling you about this. I'm...scared,"

By this time I could no longer hold it in. My tears ran freely and I didn't try to wipe them away. For all these years, I've tried to suppress these memories, forget it ever happened. That's how it's been when I first left my uncle for death. I never wanted to be reminded of the sin I had done.

"I've been having dreams of him. They're so real, Dick." I said in-between my sobs. I could hardly get the words out. "Each time, he has his way with me and then kills me in the slowest way possible. He's looking for me, I know it!"

In an instant, Robin was beside me on the bed, pulling me in and wrapping his arms around me. Though I was shocked by the gesture, it felt good to have someone's shoulder to cry on. So that's what I did. And as I cried, Robin whispered sweet nothings into my ear, running his fingers through the back of my hair.

"Shh, its okay,"

"I'll protect you,"

"I won't let anything happen to you,"

And I believed him.

* * *

I opened my eyes, feeling warmer and safer than I have been for awhile. Which was odd, because I don't remember changing my bedsheets. And since when was my room yellow?

I shot up, looking around. It didn't take long for me to realize whose room this was. And realizing that only made me remember the events of last night.

The door to the bathroom slid open, a gust of steam spilling into the cold room. Robin walked out, shirtless, drying his hair with a towel. I found myself watching the droplets of water roll down his chest. He certainly wasn't Robin anymore, at least not the way I remembered him. This Robin was more toned, and you could tell just how hard he tried to stay in shape.

"'Bout time you wake up," he said, noticing me in the bed. He frowned slightly, turning to the side. "And stop staring, it's fucking creepy," I turned away also, trying desperately to hold down my blush. "Sleep well?" He asked, grabbing a shirt out of the drawer.

"Uh...yes. Did I really fall asleep here?" I asked, not really wanting the answer.

"Yeah, but I didn't mind. After awhile you fell asleep on me, and I didnt feel like hauling your ass to you're room," On a normal basis, I would've laughed, but my mind was still on the topic of last night.

"Dick," I started. "Promise not to tell anyone," I found myself whispering. His cheeful demeanor instantly dropped and he sighed. He sat down beside me,grabbing my hand and holding it up.

"Something like that...it shouldn't happen to anyone, especially someone so young...especially you. I-I know how hard this must have been to tell me, but I want you to know that I'm here for you, always. Even when I'm away." He brushed back a piece of my hair. Now we were both looking into each other's eyes. Even through his mask, I could tell he was being sincere.

"And I meant what I said. I won't let anything happen to you. And if...Nicholas Galtry is still out there somewhere, we'll be ready for him. What happened that day, if wasn't your fault," I held on to every word, as if it were my last. Hearing these sentences put my mind at ease. I felt upmost trust for Robin. I felt like I could tell him anything.

And as we stared into each other's eyes, I coudl feel myself leaning in. By the looks of it, Robin was too. Our faces were mere inches apart, only selerated by air. I began to close my eyes, leaning in closer until-

"Yo Rob, have you seen Beast Boy?" We both jumped back. I ran a hand through my hair, and Robin quickly threw on his shirt with a curse. There was no hiding my blush, and I wished I could just crawl into a hole then and there.

Robin turned towards me, somewhat disappointed, and with a slight tinge of red on his cheeks.

"Hide," he demanded before walking towards the door. I nodded and shifted into a lizard, taking cover under the bed. I watched as Robin turned around to make sure I was out of sight before opening the door I only got a glimpse of Cyborg from where I was, but it was enough to keep up with the conversation.

"What?" Robin grunted somewhat annoyed.

"I was wondering if you've seen Beast Boy. I haven't seen him for the past two days. " there was a slight pause, and for a moment I thought Robin was going to give me away.

"Beast Boy is his own person, I'm sure whatever he's doing, he's fine." Robin reassured.

"It's just not like him to not check in on us, y'know?"

"Give him until tonight. If he's not here we'll call a search party," Robin suggested.

"You're the boss," Cyborg said. But by the tone of his voice he didn't agree. Another pause. "Were you talking to someone?I thought I heard someone else in the room,"

"Just me and my thoughts," Robin deadpanned. A few seconds later Cyborg gaved in. He wished him a good day and left. Robin closed the door behind him, crossing his arms.

"You can come out now,"

"I crawled from beneath the bed and transformed into my normal self, a slight pout plastered on my face.

" hey! How come you open the door him, bug whenever I try you don't even bother answering!" I demanded. Robin shrugged with the slightest of smiles.

" He only comes for emergency's. You on the other hand was a pest that wouldn't leave me alone,"

"It worked didn't it!" Robin pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head, though I could tell he was smiling.

"Alright brat, you better go before you get into more trouble than you already are. I really have no time for search parties." I sighed standing up and heading to the door.

"Thanks," I say. "For everything,"

"I'm glad you told me," he said. I offered a slight smile before opening the door a crack. Then I remembered something.

"Wait, didn't you have something to tell me?" I asked. He frowned and neither of us talked for a moment. Then he sighed.

"It can wait,"

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	10. Chapter 10

~Beast Boy

Things have been different between Robin and I. Ever since I told Robin about Nicholas Galtry a few weeks ago, it felt as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Like this burden that's held onto me for years was suddenly lifted. With these moments with Robin, I felt at peace.

We enjoyed each other's company, and it didn't bother me as much that we pretend to be lovers. Whenever we went to the club I was no longer embarrassed to flaunt off my "boyfriend". We would hold hands whenever we went out in public, steal kisses when we thought no one was watching. We'd go out on dinner dates and movie dates. Anything to convince people we were a couple. As far as we knew, no one saw us as anything but.

But we weren't.

It was only pretend, like the way children would talk about their crushes. None of this meant anything, at least, from Robin's perspective. And for some reason, it sickened me. It made my stomach churn knowing that none of this would be reality. And over these past few weeks, I've come to realize that that's not what I wanted. I wanted Robin.

" Is something wrong," Robin asked, placing a worried hand on my shoulder. I offered a small smile, taking his hand a kissing his fingers tenderly.

"I'm just thinking, that's all," I reassured.

"You guy's are the cutest!" Melissa screeched, clasping her hands together.

"Yeah, the cutest," Chap said with a roll of his eyes. During this time also, I found that I connect really well with Chap and Melissa. I could even consider them close friends.

Melissa slapped Chap in the chest, saying something about jealousy. I couldn't help but chuckle, they always seemed like an old married couple to me, the perfect match.

Robin took a seat beside me, his hand never leaving mine. He gave me a slight smile before planting soft kisses on each of my digets. It made my heart flutter, and my cheeks burn.

"How 'bout we go out tonight. You choose," he whispered, as if not wanting the other two to hear. I gave him a confused look. We've been going out a lot for the past few weeks, more than we had before. I didn't know what happen to change his demeanor, but I didn't question it.

"Dick, you know we don't have to go out all the time," I said, a small playful smile on my face.

"I know, but I want to," he said. And then he kissees me, a small gentle press on the lips. Yet that simple notion made my cheeks flare. He really did know how to embarrass me.

"Alright, but no where expensive. You've spent enough money on me," and it was true. Robin always went the extra mile to take me to expensive places, which I did not understand. We weren't actually dating so why would he spend so much on me. Maybe it was to keep the press happy, or maybe it was because he actually cared. Whichever it was, it still didn't put my mind at ease.

He rolled his eyes under his shades and laughed. Though it sounded forced.

"The choice is yours, but no amount is to high for you, brat" I smiled. Not because of what he said, but how he said it. No matter how much we acted like a couple, he still called me a brat. It was like a nickname for him. But I didn't mind, I was actually quite fond of it. Because no matter how hard he tries to get rid of me, that's what I'll always be...

His brat.

"Let's not do anything special. We haven't talked in awhile," he pursed his lips together, he expression changing. When I told him about Galtry, he thought it best to take a break from our secrets. He never said anything, but I could tell he was angered by what I told him, by what my uncle did to me.

The most I got from him were little snippets of his life, but they were fond, happy memories. Like how Batman adopted him after his parents death, and how he treated him like he was his son off the battlefield. He never once brought up anything bad.

When I had bad dreams about Galtry, he welcomed me to his bed with opened arms. Most nights I slept in his room, just enjoying each other's presence. He comforted me in my time of need. Even though he would comfort me, be my shoulder to cry on, I knew. I knew that he hated the thought of Galtry, and I wouldn't be surprised if he was searching for him.

"Is it important?," he asked.

"I-I just want to talk again." I said, shrugging. "It doesn't have to be anything serious. I just miss learning about each other," Robin looked the other way, and I knew he was thinking about it. I placed a hand on his cheek, rubbing it with my thumb slightly. "I'm ready to talk,"

He sighed, turning back towards me. He stared at me for a moment before nodding. He stood up, grabbing his wine glass.

"Since we're not going anywhere, I should finish up my work. Meet me in my room tonight though," he mumbled the last part. Without another word, he walked to his office, slamming the door behind him.

The room was filled with an awkward silence, except for a low whistle coming from Chap.

"Um...is this a bad time?" Melissa asked. I shrugged and got up also, grabbing my jacket and putting it on.

"We just have a lot to talk about." I said nonchalantly. The two exchanged worried glances.

"Do you need me to drive you home, Greeny? " by the time Chap said this, I had already opened the door to leave.

"Nah, I'll fly. Besides, a bit of fresh air will do me some good." Then I was gone.

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I sat on Robin's bed twiddling my fingers, waiting for his return. He didn't say how long it would take him, but it's been hours. It wad already dark and the moon wad shining through his window.

I didn't exactly know what we were going to talk about. Hell, there wasn't really much else for me to tell him. But I do miss these moments with him.

I was also debating on whether or not I should tell him that I didn't want to pretend anymore, that I wanted us to be reality. That we don't have to hide. But I was scared of rejection. What is he didn't like me in that way. That he only wanted to be friends.

The door suddenly hissed open and Robin walked in. He slumped against the door when it shut, running his hands through his hair. I watched as he sighed, his chest raising and falling in a rhythmic pattern. Finally, he spotted me and smiled.

"Hey," he greeted, walking past me towards the bathroom. I offered a small nervous smile with a curt, "hey" back. He walked into the bathroom and closed the door. About a minute later he walked out again and Sat in the bed across from me.

"Sorry for getting mad earlier," he mumbled. "I just...don't want you to feel pressured to talk." I pressed my lips together, thinking of how to respond to that.

"I told you about Galtry because I trust you, not for you to feel sorry for me." I say, placing a hand on his shoulder. "You don't have to worry about me," Robin nodded, and I let my hand leave his shoulder.

"I know, I just didn't expect it to happen to you. You always seem so happy..." he trailed off. I smiled slightly and stood up stretching.

"Dude, thay happened years ago. I'm fine, really." Robin scrunched I his face in thought but eventually sighed.

"Alright, what do you want to talk about?" He asked. Hm, I really didn't think this far.

"I don't know, I just wanted to talk," I say sheepishly. Robin pitched bridge of his nose, and I could hear him whisper a quiet' brat' under his breath.

"Alright, then is there anything you want to know about me specifically?" I furrowed my brows. It seemed like Robin has told me the majority of his past, yet there was so much more to be told. I didn't know what to ask. Robin looked up at me expectantly, waiting for my question.

"What do your eyes look like?"

The question seemed to have shocked both of us. It was a question that everyone wanted to know, but everyone knew not to ask. God, why was I so stupid? Its one of his biggest secrets, it was sacred. What gave me the right to think he would tell me?

"That's all you want to know? I'm surprise you haven't asked already ," he said nonchalantly. He places his hands behind his back and laid down on the bed. My expression must've been priceless.

"E-excuse me?" I stuttered, kind of angry and confused a the same time. He turned his head , giving me a blank expression.

"I mean, I wear shades out in public, Gar. Obviously my identity isn't that important to me as it used to be." He said this matter of factly.

"So...you've shown other people?" I didn't mean for my tone to sound hurt, but it had. I was hoping that I would be the one to be the first to see Robin's true identity. Knowing that he didn't care anymore now seemed unlikely.

"Not necessarily," he said sitting up. "No one asks for some reason. I'm pretty sure you're the only one who has"

"So... I would be the first one to see?" I asked nervously. Robin nodded.

"Well, besides Bruce of course," he shrugged. Scooting close enough so that we were a mere centimeter apart. He took my hands and guided them to his face. "I want you to be the one to take off my mask" his voice was smooth and sincere. I slowly nodded, trying to contain my blush.

My hands were shaking as I took both sides of the white and black mask. The thought of being the only person to know Robin's secret identity sent shiver down my spine. I guess he really does trust me, whether he'd ever show it or not.

Slowly, I began to peel the corners of his mask, revealing the dark hair of his eyebrows. I pulled again, stopping just before his eyes were exposed. I looked at him one more time, making sure he wasn't having second thoughts. I could feel his eye roll under the mask.

Taking that as I 'go ahead' I peeled off the rest of the mask.

The first thing I noticed was his eye color. I've always expected his eyes to be a dark brown, maybe hazel. I would have never guess that he had two dark blue orbs. The color seemed unnatural in itself. They were sharp, yet gentle at the same time. Always aware. I brought my hand back up to his cheek, and glazed my thumb underneath his eye. They were truely beautiful.

As I looked into his eyes I noticed something, though it was well hidden. His expression may always be platonic, but his eyes couldn't lie. I could practically see the sadness, despair, fear in them. It was like all life had been sucked out of him, and he wore the mask to cover it up.I knew that at one point with us he was happy, now I know something terrible must've happened. I needed to find out.

"Hey, stop staring. Its fucking creepy," his voice knocked me out of my train of thought. I quickly moved my hand away. Robin turned his head away from me, his face heated red.

"You're eyes are beautiful," I say, and I meant it. He turned his head slightly.

"They're just eyes, brat. Everyone has them," I shook my head. How could he think so lowly of himself? He was beautiful, yet he still had his doubts?

I placed my hand under his chin, making him look at me. He gave me a confused questioning look. With no hesitation, I brought our lips together. All I wanted to do was tell him how wrong he was, that he was beautiful inside and out. That I loved him.

Robin placed his hands on my shoulder, pulling me away from the kiss. His expression was shocked and confused. I felt the sinking feeling of rejection. He didn't want us to be a thing, and I forced myself onto him.

Feeling embarrassed and mortified I quickly apologized, standing up. I had to leave, before I made things even worst. I turned away and mad a quick dash for the door. I mentally cursed because I had to type in the pass code to unlock the door. Just as I was about type in the last number, my wrist was grabbed and I was spun around, my back against the door.

My hands were locked at either side of my face, and I knew who put it there. I could practically feel his gaze boring on me. I refused to look at him, I was almost at the point of breaking down.

"You kissed me." It was a statement if anything.

"I said I'm sorry," I choked, still refusing to meet his stare. I felt his hands tighten around my wrist a little, as if he were worried I would try to escape. It didn't seem like that bad of an idea actually.

"Why did you kiss me?" I bit my lower lip, feeling the tears start to resurface."Damn it, Gar, look at me!" His voice wasn't angered, more like he was begging me.

"I like you ok?" I yelled, shooting my head toward him. "I fucking like you and I don't want to pretend anymore! Are you-" before I could get another word out his lips crashed against mine. I was shocked at first, but soon melded into the kiss. We pulled away for a second, both of us breathing as if we just sprinted a marathon. He rested his forehead against mine, staring directly in my eyes.

"I like you too, brat." He kisses me again, his hands released mine, his hands now roaming down the sides of my body until they were at my waist. I blushed as he pulled me closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck, finding a few strands of his dark hair to play with.

"I've liked you for a long time," he whispered, breaking the kiss. The break only lasted a second because he was soon kissing along my jaw line, down my neck, sucking all the while. "I have for so fucking long," he mumbled, sending a chilled shiver down my spine.

I moaned his named, partially because I wanted to say something in rebuttal, and because he was really fucking good at this. He sucked on the soft of my neck, causing my stomach to churn. I could feel him smile against my skin.

Why does he get to have all the fun?

In one swift motion, I pushed him, causing him to stumble backwards and land on the bed. He Sat up, giving me a shocked, confused expression. I simply smirked, strutting over with a new found confidence. I placed my hands on his chest, putting the thin fabric of his shirt between my fingers. I shook my head.

"This...is going to have to go," Robin's bright blue eyes opened in shock. For a moment he stared at me, then he began to unbuttoned his shirt. I watched as more and more skin wad revealed, and I could feel my heartbeat quicken.

Finally, he unhooked the last button. Robin leaned back, letting the shirt hang lazily on his shoulders. I stared at his muscled chest, never before able to take in its real beauty. I ran my hand over it, my hand slightly grazing over his nipple. I only stopped when I reached the top to his pants.

By this time, I was sure we were both already aroused. By the look Robin was giving, it proved me right.

"Hey Brat, we don't have all night." I smiled. His voice was not the stern, cold voice I was used to. Instead it was hushed, almost vulnerable sounding. I wrapped my arms around his neck again, placing my legs on either side of his so I could sit on his lap. I kissed him again, and I could feel Robin moan in my mouth. I loved that feeling.

Our hips grinded together, and I could feel the ping of my erection. Robin moaned between my lips as he found the my shirt. We stopped kissing only momentarily so that he could pull the shirt off all the way.

He cupped my ass,causing me to jump. I could feel him smile through our kiss. My breath became laboured as I felt my national's need. I stopped the kiss and stared at gave me a confused look.

"Take me," I said. He blushed a bright crimson.

"I'm sorry brat,I don't believe I heard you loud enough," I kissed him again, short a simple.

"I want you to take me," I moaned. I kissed him again. "I need you to take me," Robin suddenly pushed me over to my side so that I was on his back and he was on top of me. We stared at each other for what felt like eternity.

"I was just waiting for those words,"

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I lay motionless in bed. My chest rose and fell in an almost rhythmic patern. My body is naked against the sheets, which are soft to the touch. I content smile is plastered on my face.

The bathroom door opens, and Robin walks out. Thankfully he was still naked also, or else I would be really embarrassed. He climbs onto the bed until he is above me, and he places a soft kiss on my lips. I hum a reply.

He then lays down beside me, and I almost instantly wrap my arms around his waist, resting my hands on his chest. He toys with my hair, sighing. We stayed like this for a few minutes, neither of us feeling the need to say a word.

Finally, I found the courage to say what I've been meaning to say for what seem like forever.

"Dick," I whisper. "I love you," I waited for a response, acceptance or rejection. But the only thing I heard was a light snore. I looked up to see Robin had already drifted off. I doubt he had heard me.

Seeing no use in staying awake, I closed my eyes.

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I woke up, feeling warmer and safer than I had in a long time. The sheets that lay over me slid off as I sat up. I yawned, stretching my sore body. For a second, I wondered where I was, but then I spotted a familiar body at the edge of the bed putting on a shirt.

I smiled as the events of last night rolled into my memories. The way he and sent my body into a Fritz and made my body jolt at the littlest of touches made me want those feelings every night.

"Good morning," I mumble. Robin turned towards me, seemingly shocked to hear my voice. He only looked at me for a second,however, before turning around and standing picked up something from the floor and tossed it at me.

I caught it and stared at the cloth confused. It was my pants. I looked at Robin, who had his thumb and index finger tightly around his chin. He was pacing the floor, his expression unreadable.

I got out of bed, still a bit groggy, and began putting on my pants. I kept watching Robin, who had yet to give me a single word. After I got them buttoned, I walked over to my...what is he now? My friend, my boyfriend, my lover?

I shook my head as I placed a worried hand on Robin's shoulder. He instantly froze, his body tending.

"Hey, you haven't said a single word to me all morning, what gives?" Robin had yet to make eye contact with me. He hadn't even turned to face me. "Dick, talk to me."

"You have to leave," his voice sounded cold, the complete opposite of what it had sounded like a few hours before. My hand left his shoulder, and I could feel my chest tighten.

"W-what?"

"Leave!" He yelled, suddenly spinning around to meet me. His eyes were ringed red, and his lips were curled into a snarl. I took a step back.

"I don't understand. Dick, what did I-"

"You just couldn't leave me alone could you? You just couldn't give up on me and leave me alone? How do you always manage to fuck things up?" With every word he took a step towards me, and I would take one back. He was fuming, and I wondered if he would try to hit me.

"I was fine before you came along! I was actually happy." Each word hurt more than any stab could. I had to hold in the tears that were threatening to fall. "Tell me how you managed to wrap me around your fingers? How!"

I felt sick. It felt as if he were punching me in the gut, stabbing me even. I had to turn my head away as he yelled in my face. I bit my lip as I felt the tears sting my eyes.

"And to think, to think, I fell for you! What kind of spell was I under? How did I ever fall for you, Garfield?" I finally got fed up and pushed him off of me. He fell onto the floor. I stood above him with angry tears, my hands clinched in tight fists.

"Don't fucking say my name! Don't fucking say it! I don't want to see you ever again!" I ran past him and to the door. I quickly typed in the pass code. The door opened and I ran out of it and down the hallway. I tried to hold in the tears, at least until I got to my room.

As I turned the corner, I felt myself run into something hard. I was sent crashing to the floor.

"Woah, B you okay?" I felt my body shake and I could no longer hold in the tears. I kept my head down as I pushed past Cyborg. I could hear him calling after me, asking me why I was crying,but I kept running.

Finally, I reached my room and I quickly typed in the pass code. Once inside, I slid to the ground. Everything hurt. Robin didn't want me anymore. No, he used me. He used me for information and when he finally got what he wanted he let me go. I guess I didn't know him after all.

Cyborg was pounding on my door, calling my name, but I tried to ignore it. I covered my ears and pulled my knees close to my chest. I was the idiot who had fallen for him,knowing that he wasn't the same person he was two years ago. And that hurt more than anything.

I believed that I could help him, that he didn't want to be alone. I was stupid for not giving up like everyone else had. As the tears turned into sobs, all I could think about was last night.

He said he liked me, but that was a lie.

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**Forgive me for I have sinned more ways than one. Again,its been awhile since I last updated, but I made sure to make this an EXTRA long chapter. Hope you enjoyed.**

**So, after some love making (which I may or may not have chickened out of writing the actual smut part) Robin decides to kick Beast Boy out for good. What kind of sick person does that,?**

**The next chapter will probably be the last, followed by an epilogue. Don't worry! There is a sequel that I am working on.**

**As always, review!**


	11. Chapter 11

**This is the final chapter and it includes both Robin's and Beast Boys POV. I'm sorry it took this long!**

~Robin

"Just talk to him." I scoffed at her.

"Don't fuck with me Mel," I said, taking a gulp of the vodka. "You know I can't do that."

"Its obvious you miss him." I looked over at Melissa, who was giving me an almost pitying look. I knew she was the only one I could trust to tell my feeling to, but I didn't want her sympathy. It was my own decision.

"Its obvious that I'm trying to protect him!" I shot. I growled under my breath, running my fingers through my hair. She didn't even blink at my outburst. Instead, she took my hand, giving it a small squeeze. I sighed, instantly calming down.

"Mel, you know why I had to do it. You know what would happen if _he _found out."

"Yeah," she said, giving me a solemn nod. "But does he know?"

"No." I sighed. "No, I couldn't bring myself to tell him. And even if I tried to to tell him now I wouldn't be able to, he hates me."

"He doesn't hate you, he just doesn't know. Go talk to him, make him understand."

Mel gave me one more squeeze before standing up, leaving me in the room to think.

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~Beast Boy

There was a knock at my door. I stared at it not bothering to move. My body still ached from all the crying I had done. I was tempted to just let whoever was there stay there until they gave up, but the persistent banging made my head hurt.

Slowly I got out of my bed. Walking towards the door made my stomach churn; I didn't know who was on the other side. Sometimes I hope it would be Robin, but I knew it wasn't him. We hadn't talked for weeks, maybe months. I lost track of time.

"What do you want?" I ask, as I opened the door. It was Cyborg. It was always Cyborg. Starfire and raven stopped trying to coax me into talking awhile ago; now Cyborg was the only one who even tried. Ironic, right?

"Hey," he breathed, as if not knowing what else to say. I just blankly stared at him, waiting for him to say something else.

"I don't wanna talk about it, Cy." I said, seeing how he wasn't going to say anything. I began to close the door, only to have it stop by Cyborg's foot.

"No! I just- I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out today. Maybe go play some games or something...like old times." I pressed my lips together. "I just want my buddy back."

"I'm sorry. " I said, attempting to close the door again, only to have it blocked.

"Beast Boy please, I'm begging you. I can't lose another person...not you." I could hear how desperate he was. It made me want to come out and tell him that I was fine, that everything was ok. But it wasn't.

"You were right," I say with a small, sad smile. "I can't make everyone happy, so why try?"

This time when I closed the door, he did not stop me.

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~Robin

"Alright Dick, it's been three months and all I ever see you do now is get drunk and sulk. Either get off your lazy ass and apologize to him or you need to let him go. I'm not going to sit here and watch you waste away!" Melissa said as she entered the room. Chap not far behind her.

"Yeah, and if you don't want him, can I have him?" Chap said. Hearing this I sat up and glared at Chap.

"You try anything and I swear to god-"

"Relax man," Chap said, taking a seat besides me. "I would never do that to Gar. He's special," I raised my eyebrow. Never have I once heard Chap call someone he was interested in 'special'. He was only into people to get in there pants.

"what makes him so special?" I ask out of curiosity.

"For starters, he went out with you. We've been trying to get you with someone for years and you never gave a

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nyone a second glance." Melissa stood beside him, propping her elbow on Chaps shoulder.

"Yeah, and you always seemed so happy when you were with him. I mean, before he showed up I was afraid you'd have a mental breakdown, but he seemed to lighten the weight on you." She added.

"And anyone who willingly pretended to be your boyfriend even when he didn't have is worth fighting for." Chap finished.

"Wait, you guys knew? How?" I said in shock.

"That's not important right now. What is important is that you love Gar. You can't let your fears get in the way." Melissa said, leaving Chap to place her hand on his shoulder. "You guys made it this long without anything happening, why stop now?"

"And you know that if anything did happen, we would be right there to help." Chap said, placing his hand on my other shoulder.

I looked between the two of them. Both of their expre

Their expressions were sincere and urging. I looked down at my hands. They were right. I can't let him go.

"Ok." I said standing up. "I'm going to get Gar back."

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~Beast Boy

How long had it been since I left my room? I couldn't remember.

As I stood on the rooftop, soaking in the light sunbeams and ocean breeze, I couldn't help but think how much I missed clean air. I missed being able to breathe again.

I finally accepted that Robin wasn't coming back. It had been three months; if he wanted to apologize he would've done it by now. I stopped crying over him, thinking about him. I tried to throw any memories I had with him away. He was finally out of my mind.

But I knew, deep down, I couldn't forget him.

I sighed, not wanting to think about it. I jumped off the edge of the roof, loving how the wind past against me. Just before I was about to hit rock bottom, I shifted into eagle, hovering just above the ground as I pulled up.

It's been a long time since I flew. Sure, I would still have to when we have battles, but I could never enjoy it. Now, as I flew through the sky, I didn't think about anything. No Robin, no secrets, no heartbreaks.

I was at peace.

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~Robin

My hand was raised, prepared to knock on the door. His door. I felt my chest tighten and sweat frame my face. It had been so long since I've seen him.

I didn't know what I was going to say, what I was going to do. I just wanted to see him again, and tell him why I did what I've done. I knew it wouldn't be easy, he might not accept my apology. But it was worth a shot.

"Gar," I said tentatively, knocking softly. A few seconds past and there was no answer. I knocked again, this time a little harder. "I know you're in there, Garfield." I say. If he didn't answer soon, I would lose the little bit of confidence I had.

Seeing how he wasn't going to answer, I tried to type in his password. It was blocked. I cursed, he must've changed it. Having no other choice, I typed in the passcode that would override any door in the tower.

The door opened with a slight hissed. I gulped, stepping into the dark room.

"Gar," I called out. The room was eerily quiet. His bed was left unmade, which seemed to be the only thing out of place. "I-I'm sorry for breaking in. I just want to talk to you." I slowly looked around the room. It was all the same. The same posters on the wall, the same light green coloring on the wall, the same everything. But it felt different.

I walked torwards the bathroom, tapping on it lightly. Still no answer. I opened the door, turning on the light.

Nothing. He wasn't here.

I backed out of the bathroom, stumbling slightly. Running my fingers through my hair, I spun around the room. Where could he be? I tugged on my hair, growling under my breath.

"Gar!" I called out. I ran out the room and down the hallway. I had to find him. I had to make things right. I checked every room I thought he would be, and then some. He wasn't in any of them. I knew there was only one way I could find him... I was just hoping item update have had to come to this.

As I walked through the common room doors, I was met with confused stares. Cyborg appeared to have just been playing a video game, which he paused once I walked in. Raven had been meditating in the corner, but had stopped to direct her attention towards me. And Starfire was in the kitchen, more than likely to cook one of her foreign foods. She gasped when she say me.

"Where's Garfield?" I demanded, but on the inside I felt weak.

"You mean Beast Boy? You know he doesn't like to be called by his real name. Besides, what would you need with him." Cyborg questioned, throwing his remote to the side, standing up.

"I-I need to talk to him," I say. Raven shook her head.

"I don't think that's a good idea." Raven said, also standing.

"Please, I... I have to apologize to him," I begged.

"For what? What could you possibly want from him? It's not like you've talked these past two years." Raven scolded. "Or have you?"

"I-" Cyborg cut me off.

"So my suspicions were true. You are the mystery boyfriend that everyone's been talking about. Or were." He said. I knew I couldn't lie, not when it was my only way to find Beast Boy.

"Y-yes," I said, my shoulders sinking. Suddenly, Cyborg stormed towards me, his expression filled with rage, and Raven wasn't too far behind. Cyborg grabbed me by the collar of my shirt, and I felt myself be lifted off the ground.

"Do you know how long he's cried over you?" Cyborg yelled. "Do you know how much blamed himself, that he hasn't came out of his room in three months?" I tried to wiggle out, but his grip was like steel.

"Just what exactly did you do to him?" Raven growled, eyes glowing.

"I-It's a long story. I promise I will explain everything, just tell me where he is!" I begged, trying to shake lose.

"Why should I?" Cyborg asked. The room went silent as I stopped struggling. I had to think about this...why did I care so much for the brat? Why had I succumbed to his constant begging, why did I make up the stupid deal? At first, I thought it was so that I could get him off my back, but that obviously didn't work because I fell for him. I just didn't know how hard I actually had until now.

"Because..." I said. "Because I love him."

I was met with shocked stares, and I was shocked with my own answer. Then Cyborg shook his head, glaring at me. He threw me down with so much force that I couldn't catch myself, and I landed painfully on my back.

"I don't believe you." He growled. Then the yelling began. Raven and Cyborg both started yelling about what love really was or something. I wasn't paying attention. I propped myself on my elbow, they obviously weren't going to help me.

"Stop!" Starfire said, flying between the three of us. This was the first time I heard her say anything this whole time, and I almost forgot she was even here. She then turned towards me, offering me her hand. I accepted it, and she helped me to my feet.

"Are you sure that you love him?" She asked, looking strait into my eyes. Raven and Cyborg went quiet as they listened, though they were still glaring at me.

"I-I've never felt this way about anyone before," I admitted. "I know I love him." She nodded, accepting my answer.

"He said he was going to a coffee shop. He did not give me a name, but I hope it helps." The two behind us erupted and began yelling at Starfire for telling me. She ignored them and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Make things right between you and friend Beast Boy,"

Somehow, I knew exactly what she was talking about. I gave her a quiet thank you before running out the door.

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It it didn't take long for me to get to the coffee shop. The small one he and I went to the first day we started the deal. I felt myself shutter as I peered through the window. If he wasn't here, then I didn't know where he would be.

I spotted him though. He sat at the exact same table we had sat, picking at his food. He had a vapid expression on his face, as if he didn't care what was happening in his surrounding. Swallowing any doubts I had, I walked through the door.

He hadn't looked up when the bell rang, which I was glad he didn't. Slowly, I made my way to his table. Once he felt my presence beside him, he looked up. If looks could kill, I would be dead right now.

At first, he seemed shocked that I was there, but that quickly turned to anger. Before I had the chance to say anything, he stood up, threw some money on the table, and began marching towards the exit.

"Gar, wait!" I yelled, following him out the restaurant. He ignored me, picking up the pace. The street was crowded and I had trouble not losing him in it. I pushed my way through the people, desperately trying to catch up to him. Just as I was about arms length away from him, he turned around. Seeing how close I was, he made a quick turn, sprinting into an alleyway.

I quickly followed him, calling his name. He didn't turn back, he just kept turning corners in hopes that I would lose him. But he wasn't getting away that easily. Finally, we came to a dead end, but I made sure to keep my distance. He could just as easily fly away, and there was no way I could follow him if he did that.

"Gar-"

"What do you want from me?" He asked, whirling around. His expression was a mix of anger, confusion, and exhaustion. It took every ounce of me not to back away and leave.

"I...I wanted to apologize." Beast Boy scoffed, folding his arms.

"Its a little late for sorry, Robin." For some reason, Beast Boy not saying my real name hurt more than it should've.

"I know, I don't expect you to forgive me-"

"Damn right I'm not going to forgive you! What you did to me was unforgivable!" He yelled.

"I know!" I yelled pinching my nose. "I don't expect you to forgive me! I just want you to listen."

"Nothing you say will make me change my mind." Beast Boy huffed, as he pushed pass me. I quickly grabbed his wrist. Stopping him in his track.

"Gar I'm trying to explain. I had a reason for-" I stopped when I felt a sharp pain in my nose. Stumbling back, I let go of Beast Boys hand and covered my face. I was sure my nose had been broken and currently gushing out blood.

Beast Boy stood in front of me, his hand still balled into a fist. His teeth were bared and his eyes were red. I've never seen that look on him before; as if he wanted to hurt me.

"I trusted you," he growled. "I told you things I thought I would never tell anyone! I poured my heart into you and what do you do? You used me!" He yelled, his voice echoing in the alley.

"No Garfield I-" I tried to argue, even though it hurt like hell. He interrupted me.

"Shut up! Just shut up! I don't want to hear anything you have to say to me!" He shook his head, pacing slightly. "I stayed up every night, wondering what exactly I did wrong. How did I manage to fuck up so bad, until I realize I didn't do anything wrong. All I wanted to do was help you."

I saw his body begin to shake, and he closed his eyes. I could see a few tears leak out, but he quickly wiped them away, as if not wanting me to see them. He took in a deep breath, before opening his eyes again and looking at me.

"What was I to you? Some...fuck buddy? Someone you can flaunt off to your friends? Was everything you told me a lie?" His voice was quiet now, and when he finished talking he avoided eye contact with me, crossing his arms.

I took a step towards him, but stopped as he took a step back. I let my hands drop from my face, ignoring the pain from exposing my nose.

"Nothing I told you was a lie. My past, my present, everything I told you was real." I took another step towards him, this time he did not step away. I placed my hand under his chin, directing his direction to me. "The way I felt about you was real. If you would just listen to me-"

"why should I?" He snapped. I dropped my hand.

"You said you loved me, remember?" I said as a last resort. His eyes went wide, and I heard a faint gasp. He took a step back, shaking his head grimly.

"People say stupid things," he said. With that, he turned on his heel and began walking in the other direction. I stood there, watching him in shock as he left. I shook my head, I couldn't give up now. I called after him but he kept walking.

My body shook and I felt myself go weak. There was only one way of stopping him, to make him listen. I just didn't know how I could go without breaking down. But as his figure grew smaller, I knew it was now or never.

"He raped me!" I yelled. I watched as Beast Boy's steps got slower until he came to a stop. He didn't turned around, but I could tell he was waiting for me to continue. "I lied two years ago when I said Batman called me for a secret mission in Gothem. The truth is I was kidnapped by Slade."

"Everyday he would come beat me or commit some form of torture. He said he was going to break me one way or another. When he saw that hurting me wasn't working he..." My body couldn't support itself anymore, and I collapsed to my knees. I couldn't stop the tears as all those horrible memories came flooding back to me.

"He raped me over and over again until I couldn't scream anymore. It went on for days, and everyday I wished for death. But then he let me go, said he got bored with me. But before he let me go he warned me not to get close to anyone, because I was his. He said if he ever found out he would be back and cause more pain to me than I could ever imagine."

"That's why I stopped being around you and everyone else. I was afraid that if he found out he would come back. So I locked myself out, not wanting me or anyone else to get hurt." My chest burned as I let everything flowed. I haven't told anyone about what happened, not even Bruce.

"But you wouldn't leave me alone. You wouldn't just let me rot away like everyone else. So I showed you my new life in hopes that you would hate me for what I had become, but you didn't. And somehow, I fell for you. That night, I wasn't thinking about Slade or the consequences. I wanted you. It was only afterwards that I realized I messed up, and I was afraid. I'm so sorry Gar. I never meant to put you through any of this."

At this point, I could no longer hold in the tears. I covered my face as I let myself cry. Not once had a cried about what happened, even when I was with Slade. But now, confessing everything that had happened, I couldn't control it.

Suddenly, I felt two arms wrap around me and pull me into their chest. I already knew who it was. Beast Boy ran his hand through my hair, kissing the top of it gently. He held me tightly, allowing me to to cry into his shoulder.

"It's ok," he whispered. "I'll protect you. I forgive you."

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When Beast Boy and I walked into the tower hand and hand, we were met with surprised stares. It was Starfire who snapped out of her state first, and flew towards us, bringing us both in a bone crushing hug.

Then Raven and Cyborg snapped out of their stupor. I could tell they still didn't fully trust me, even when they congratulated us. I knew they only appeared happy for Beast Boy. I was fine with that, I didn't expect their trust to be given easily.

As promised, Beast Boy and I explained what had been happening between us. We told them about the deal, the club, and how we became a couple in the first place. Of course, we left out details that was only meant for us. Like Beast Boys uncle and what Slade had done to me. I knew, eventually we would have to tell them everything, but that could only come with time.

Beast Boy didn't exactly trust me either. He had only forgiven me, and agreed to be my shoulder to cry on. He said he wasn't ready to pick up where we left off. It was like we had to start all over again. He admitted that he still had feelings for me, but he wasn't willing to come back to me so easily.

So I waited. Everyday we were learning something new about each other, as if we hadn't been this whole time. We continued to go to the club, though we made it clear to everyone that we were taking a break.

Slowly but surely, I started to revert back into my old self. I started playing video games with Cyborg, cooking with Starfire, and meditating with Raven again. Eventually, it seemed like I never left in the first place.

I no longer worried about Slade or if he ever would return. Beast Boy and the rest of the team reassured me that if it ever did happen, they would be right there by my side. They wouldn't let anything happen to me.

It took awhile, but eventually me and Beast Boy got back together. It started off slow, with hand holds and little stolen kisses here and there. Then one day it was as if we both couldn't take it anymore and we were both making out in the hallway. Raven had caught us. Embarrassed, I stopped, trying to conceal my blush. Beast Boy just giggled, grabbed my hand and led me to god knows where.

* * *

"Don't stop," Beast Boy panted from beneathe me. The room was filled with lust and want. Beast Boy gripped into my shoulder, and I was sure he had left a few marks. We were both close, I could tell. I gave one final thrust, releasing myself into him. Not soon after, he came too.

I collapsed on the bed beside him, trying to catch my breath. Beast Boy rolled over, wrapping his arm around my chest. We laid like this for a few minutes, just enjoying each other's presence.

"Hey Dick," Beast Boy said, breaking the silence. He turned his head up to look into my unmasked eyes. I let out a soft 'hm' in reply. "I love you."

"I love you too," I said with a small smile. "brat."

**I never thought that I would finish this story, but here I am. I'm kind of sad that it ended. Sorry it took so long to update, I didn't forget about it. Thanks to everyone who supported me! I honestly couldn't have done it without you guys!**

**Be sure to read the epilogue. It will contain important details for the sequel! I'm planning on naming it forget (heh, see what I did there?)**

**As always, R&amp;R!**


	12. Epilogue

~Beast Boy

"I win again!" I chanted, throwing my hands in the air. Robin groaned, tossing his controller to the side. "Pay up." I grinned.

"Don't mind if I do." Robin then leaned towards me, pressing his lips against mine. I smiled at the gesture, grabbing him by the collar and pulling him closer. He licked the bottom of my lip, asking for entrance. Almost immediately, I opened my eyes just enough for his tounge to slip in. It grazed against my fang lightly before exploring the rest of my mouth.

I moaned, enjoying the feeling. We both fell back on the couch, still making out. It was only until Robin broke the kids to send it down my neck did we stop. I wrapped my arms around his neck. Somehow, Robin was able to find his way to the bottom of my shirt, lifting it up.

"W-wait." I said. Robin immediately stop, looking at me confused.

"what is it?" He asked, a bit annoyed.

"Can we talked?" He raised his eyebrow, but nodded nonetheless. He got off of me, helping me up as well. I scratched the back of my neck nervously. "I haven't been completely honest with you. With the whole sharing of secrets thing."

"It's ok Gar!" Robin said quickly, fanning me off. "What's done is done, you don't have to-"

"No." I said shaking my head. "I need to tell someone." Robin nodded, quietly waiting for me to continue. "Remember when I told you about my disease, Sakutia? And how I was the only one who survived it?"

"Yeah, so?" He shrugged.

"I lied. No one has survived from it." He cocked his head to the side, like a confused puppy.

"I don't understand."

"No one has survived Sakutia, not even me. I've just survived the longest." It took a minute, but eventually realization dawned on him, though I could tell he didn't want to believe it. "When my parents saved me, they didn't find the cure, just a way to slow the process down. I've been living with it my whole life."

Robin shook his head, and I could see his expression was frightened.

"What are you trying to say?" His voice was shaking. I felt my own self start to break, but I had to stay strong for the both of us.

"I'm dying, Dick."

He didn't move a muscle, just stared at me in shock. I avoided eye contact with him,looking down at my hands.

"Say something." I begged.

"How could you not tell us?" He growled. I looked up at him, surprised at his tone. Then I frowned.

"I didn't see a need to," I said lowly. "There's no cure Dick-"

"We could've helped! We could've found a cure!" He yelled. Standing up, pacing in front of me.

"Don't you think I would've told you if I believed it could happen? I've probably been to every doctor there is. Not one has come any closer to helping me than my parents!" I yelled back.

"I don't care! How could you be so insensitive?"

"Me? You're the one not listening!" He then grabbed my wrist, pulling me up and leading me towards the door.

"I'm taking you to Cyborg right now to get you tested," he grunted. My eyes widen, and just before he could drag me out the door I yanked my wrist away.

"Damn it, Dick, can you just listen for one second?" I yelled. His eyes widen, and he was still breathing heavily. Still, he nodded. I ran my hand through my hair, sighing. "I didn't tell you this so you could feel sorry for me, ok? I told you this because when things get bad I need you to be there for me."

I took a step closer to him, rubbing my thumb across his cheek. He looked at me, and I could see his eyes brimming with tears.

"I've accepted that I don't have much longer to live, and I'm ok with that. But with whatever time I have left I want it to be with you...and the others. I don't want to tell them because no one would be happy. Everyone would be too stressed looking for something that doesn't exist, and I don't want that. If I die, I want to know that everyone I left behind died happy."

"Don't talk like that," he choked. "Y-you're going to live." I shook my head sadly.

"Please, don't tell them. I need you, Dick. Can you be there for me?" He nodded, and the tears began to flow. I brought him into a hug, running my hand through his hair. He held onto me as if I was the only thing keeping me alive.

"How much longer do you have?" He whispered quietly in my ear. I squeezed him tighter, feeling my own tears sting my eyes.

"Two...three years at the most."

* * *

"Did you hear that? The boy is dying." A man said, with fake sympathy in his voice. Another man nodded, his eyes gleaming with inspiration.

"Yes, how sad." The second man said. "This could be used to our advantage." The first man laughed, hitting the record button on the video of two boys hugging. "Robin is surely in for a surprise."

"And I can't wait to see my nephew again."

**This is the final chapter guys! Be sure to read the sequel, which I'm hoping to get up some time this week!**

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Teen Titans, Hurt-Comfort, Romance