Fighting on the Edge.

Part I. Birth Rites.

Message from the author- DIT

Hiya! I thought this story would be to long as one, so I've spit it up into three stories - enjoy!

1. Mistakes.

The smooth rays of the morning light trickled across the dark room, as if washing away the frenzy that had ensued the night before. They were both eighteen. They were both adults. They could do as they pleased. He felt no regret. Not since he had shut his eyes, blocking out the pain of the world around him, till when he opened them again the following morning and saw Raven's milky white flesh beside him. Her warm breathe rushed against his cheek, as she continued to sleep peacefully. Cautiously he wrapped his arms around her slim figure, wiping back the chaotic tangles of dark hair scattered across her face. He grinned to himself. This moment, this very moment was the happiest Garfield Logan had ever been in his whole life. Entranced by her beauty, Garfield felt he would be content just to watch her slumber for the rest of eternity.

Slowly Beast Boy felt himself being tugged back to reality, and his moment of bliss was shattered. An unseen sense of guilt was swirling within him. Abruptly his eyes met with the ceiling. Uncertainty clouded them. Questions stroked the back of his mind. What have you done? Why now? What about Terra? Terra? His mind filled with horror. Terra was the love of his life. Terra was the girl of his dreams. But she'd been gone so long. She might never come back. No! Beast Boy closed his eyes. Hating himself for thinking that. 'But it's been three years.' A voice whispered to him. 'She's not coming back. You've got to move on.'

A small cry leaked from his lips. His mouth was dry, and his head was beginning to ache. He had to go. But as he extended himself upright, Raven stirred, calling his name softly. Hesitating, the green boy slipped back under the covers. Trying his hardest to push away the second thoughts he was having, Beast Boy close his eyes once more, longing to escape back into serene dream. But the seeds of doubt had already been planned….

When he left, Raven was awake. But she pretended to be asleep. Lying still underneath her sheets, she listened carefully as he padded across the floor, gathering his clothes before lightly closing the door behind him, leaving her alone. Opening her purple eyes, Raven met with an empty bed. Shutting them firmly once more, the girl sobbed into her pillow, nestling back into the safety of her blankets. An aching sensation weighted her heart as she curled up into a ball. She felt used, even violated. She had never allowed anyone to get as close to her as he had last night. Both mentally and physically.

Violently her tiny body shook. Emotions screaming at one another, trying to make sense of how she should feel. As if her mind was tormented enough already. Clinging to her sanity by a mere threat, Raven forced herself to stand. She had to get up. To keep busy. To block out everything that she was experiencing. But it was hard. Part of her wanted to shout at the top of her lungs, just to get it all of her chest. Nevertheless no good would come of that. No good at all…

Later that morning, a quiet tap was made upon Raven's door. So faint that she almost didn't hear it.

"Hi Rae." Beast Boy's green face meekly appeared behind the door . He smiled nervously. "I made you breakfast. Tofu free."

"It's alright. You can come in." Her tone was colder then usual, as if she was trying to hard. Several hours of mediating had calm the girl. However she was still fragile. Beast Boy picked up on this, as he stared into the dark room. He gulped, crossing the floor carrying a tray containing a plate of eggs and bacon, a mug of herbal tea and a small glass with a rather pitiful flower in. Raven narrowed her eyes, looking at the boy suspiciously.

"Wanna open a curtain or something?" he forced a grin which subsided when he met Raven's bitter glare.

"What is it that you want, Beast Boy?" she inquired.

His fur stood on end. Cold sweat dripped across his brow. Wiping his hand across his forehead, the boy cleared his throat. "We…em…have to talk, I guess." His voice was weak, breaking up as he spoke. Was it fear that lead him to do so? Beast boy found himself wondering. Wishing he wasn't in that room, he felt like was suffocating in there. Had it been like that last night? No. Yes. Beast Boy shook his head, unable to remember. Again he caught Raven glare. His heart practically skidded out of his chest. Clutching himself tightly, the boy tried to steady his heart, but only when Raven broke her stare did he feel any better.

"It was a mistake." the girl whispered.

"Raven." he trembled as he spoke. "I don't want to hurt you."

No one spoke for a moment. The whole room was still. Yet something was irritating Beast Boy. Like a itch he couldn't reach. Only he had no idea where it was coming from.

He shuddered. Say something. Please talk to me.

Shortly Raven looked up at him. Her eyes silently pleading with him to say the words she wanted to hear. To disregard everything that she was saying to him. Tell me you love me. Her eyes faltered when he remained silent.

"I think you should go." she choked.

"Don't shut me out, please." He took hold of her hands securely, caressing them softly.

"Get out." She said as her mind began to unravel. Once more came the cries of angry, hatred, sorrow. Bending and twisting their way through her body until she felt coming overwhelm with emotion. Not sure whether she wanted to laugh or cry, Raven gritted her teeth together. Go, Beast Boy. Just Go.

But Beast Boy wasn't getting the message. Instead he was very anxiously fumbling with his fingers.

"Get out!" Raven repeated.

"Not until we've talked properly." His hand rested on her shouted.

"We have nothing to talk about!" Raven shrieked.

Panic was seizing the green boy. His itch had become a deep burning sensation burying away at his flesh. Awkwardly he staggered to his feet.

"Raven." he hissed. "I can't breathe."

The girl howled at him to leave, but he refused. In desperation Raven seized his arm bending it behind his back, and dragged him to the door. Beast Boy cried stridently, as the pain raced up his arm, splintering at his shoulder.

Safe on the outside of Raven's room, Beast Boy collapsed to his feet. Before he black out, he was sure that he heard Raven weeping on the other side.

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