Author's Note: Well it's been quite a while now hasn't it? This is just a little something I came up with recently. Hope it's too your liking, and if it is I'd be delighted to know so leave a little review pwease.

Disclaimer: My owner owns me and feeds me crickets, but he/she does not own the Teen Titans. If he/she did, they'd buy me a miniature flat screen...

P.S.- This story is from two different view points. I leave it to you to figure them out ;) Bold text represents thoughts and yeah that's about it... On with the show!

God Bless everyone!

-*LitUp'Nside*

People who write about love often have no idea what it is… Love is not instantaneous-yes I can use "big" words what of it? Anyways, all that cheesy crap involving love at first glance I mean sight or whatever is about as far-fetched as you could possibly get. You don't just look at someone one day and think; wow they've changed so much and instantly fall head over heels for em'. No, instead you choose to ignore it, silently denying yourself the subtle feelings that surface from time to time. It appears that normal; non-super people have it made, because protecting the city with that certain someone at your side is way more difficult than you can ever imagine. Especially when you're thrown right on top of them…

Green skin, green eyes, green hair, green room, green, green , green, and just more green! Was there anything he had that wasn't green?! Actually there was… his uniform, or as he liked to call it his super-tight tights. *Get it? Get it? Ohhh nevermind… anyways, on with the story.* There Beastboy stood in front of the mirror dressed in Titan attire that was obviously way too small for his tall lean build that had recently developed. He meekly examined the growth the "fitting" suit displayed becoming suddenly self-conscious of it. A multitude of thoughts assaulted him:

Maybe I'm in need of a new uniform… heeh yeah this is so tight it's making me claustrophobic. Hmmmm I'll ask Robin about it the next chance I get. For now I guess I'll just put on some sweats cuz there's no way I'm walking around in this thing anymore. I can't believe I've never noticed it until now. Stupid rapid growth spurts. Now that I think about it, why haven't I gotten a different uniform before, not like the color bugs me, I sorta like it actually. Maybe I can add some white accents but still keep the purple. But I will definitely get a new one. I'm no longer part of the Doom Patrol… and this is just plain embarrassing!

With those last remarks, the greenling shoved on some sweats (which were green of course) and strolled out into the hallway in search of some form of entertainment. Perhaps some video games with Cy would satisfy his need of entertainment. He shifted into an armadillo and rolled down the hall grinning into his own stomach. Well that was until he smashed into someone of course…

"Ooff!"

*Crash*

" Friend Beastboy what were you doing rolling around as a ball of armor?"

" Errrrrmm… Because I was bored?"

" Why did you answer my question with another question? Is it perhaps because you are unsure of yourself? Would you like me to help cure you of this boredom you claim to have?"

" And you're tellin' me to lay off the questions.."And besides, Star's idea of curing boredom might turn out being deadly. Hey! Ya never know with this Tameranian stuff and all.

" Hmmff!"

And with a swish of her red, red hair the foreign girl stalked off. Beastboy just shrugged to himself and continued on his way to their main room.

Earlier that morning… way earlier in fact…

It was a stark gray morning for the citizens of Jump City. All was gray (including a certain empath's skin color); damp with a chill that rattled your bones. And despite the weather, one dark lonely figure sat perched upon the Titan's Tower, true to her namesake the Raven. She hovered cross-legged above the giant "T". Her hood was up, casting a shroud of shadow across her stoic, delicate features. She inhaled the crisp cool air, allowing it to clear her mind. Today she was going to prepare her mental barriers for whatever life had chosen to throw at her today; which might possibly include the mischievous antics of a certain changeling… The grayling would be sure to re-establish her control over her fickle emotions.

Several years had now passed since their team was first founded. Sometimes it was as if nothing had changed for the team. Life still went on as it had, but there was now a distinct familiarity between them. There were also more pressing discernments that had recently crossed Raven's mind. Time had brought change. Robin and Starfire had been " going steady"(as Cyborg liked putting it)ever since that little incident in Tokyo. Of course she was happy for them, but a trace of envy could be felt all the same. Her "condition" made it difficult for Raven to have something like that. By now though, she had mostly gotten over the whole not being able to love anyone in such a fashion thing. Cyborg had obvious affections for Bee and yet was still too afraid to let them be known by her. Beastboy and Raven were his only confidants on that issue though so far. Raven mostly because of her ability to feel emotions and her understanding that came from it. Beastboy's was obvious enough.

Now onto the issue of Beastboy. He had grown considerably from the scrawny, immature pre-teen she had known at first in both physical and mental measures. He still had that fun, carefree personality that she had grown to tolerate and maybe even enjoy at times, but he was different…let's just say Beastboy was no longer a boy…

Woo! BAM! To be continued fo sho' ya'll.