I've been on the fence about writing this fic for a while, but it kept bugging my brain and me so I went ahead and wrote it. Not sure if I like how it turned out, but we'll see. My first Teen Titan story, with a Raven & Beast Boy pairing. It also talks about one more couple, but it's mainly just Rae and BB. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer; I own nothing. Go to the sixteenth paragraph for more explicit adjectives, for those of you who might need a little clarification on "nothing". That little tidbit should clear it right up for you.

He was annoying. He was short, whiny, immature and stubborn. And as if that wasn't enough, he also had fangs and elf ears. And he was green. Not yellow, not blue, not tan or purple or red or polka-dotted. Green.

Not only that, but he wore that dorky suit that clung to his underdeveloped body. His very underdeveloped body.

And he ate tofu. He couldn't just stick with the normal disgusting vegetarian meals, noooo, he had to go and step it up a level. He had to start with the tofu. Of course he did. Why, you ask? Because Raven had to live in the same tower as him, ergo, he had to be even weirder than the normal weirdo. An amazing feat, in hindsight.

Then you had to factor in the noise. The constant, loud noise! Between the videogames, and the jokes, and the accidents, and the pranks, and the fights that always led to him being hurt- it never ended. Never.

Yes, she meditated to help control her powers, but she also meditated to insure she didn't haul off and blast him into an alternate reality. She also drank her tea. And watched the sun rise, and occasionally she observed a sunset or two. Peaceful, quiet things that happened during quiet times. Surrounded by quiet, and darkness. That was how she liked it. Which happened to be the exact opposite of how Beast Boy liked to live.

Which posed a very big problem since they had to live together without causing each other lasting damage. Lasting, being the operative word there, but still…

The little weasel would probably whimper incessantly for days, though, if she actually did anything to him. Hurtful, that is. If she went out and bought him some new mind-numbing, pointless, violent videogame and told him to go for it, he would probably hug her. Which was exactly why she always got him a book for every Christmas.

He always forced a smile and thanked her, but she knew he hated it. He probably went to his room and threw it in the back of his closet, never to see the light of day again. Those books had meaning to them, even if he never realized it. Even if he thought she just went out and picked the first book she saw, when in reality she shopped for hours under the guise of sleeping in her room, going from shop to shop until she found just the right one. And even then, she had to inspect it and make sure no one had already soiled it. No dog-eared pages, no broken spine, no stains, marks or other unidentifiable spots. And no cracked covers, especially that.

But no one had to know she did all that for him, not when she didn't go through nearly as much trouble for all the other members of the team.

Starfire was the easiest; a stuffed animal or new trinket. Maybe a cute romance movie or some cute outfit. One time she even bought makeup for her.

Robin was a bit trickier; he didn't like generic things, and he already had enough weights as it was. One year she got him hair gel, another time it was a modified controller for the rare times he battled against BB and Cyborg in the endless fight for videogame dominance. He'd beaten both boys every day for a week straight.

Cyborg was the hardest to shop for; he seemed to always have the new game right after it came out, or the latest gaming system. But Raven had figured out his guilty pleasure about a year ago; turned out, Cyborg had a soft spot for romantic comedies.

Raven blamed this newfound obsession on Jinx, whom Cyborg had started going out with almost two years ago. Though Beast Boy had given it three months, they were happy and still going strong. Sure, they had the occasional lovers spat, but the two were cut from the same cloth and they knew it. Besides that, they both complimented the other perfectly. Her small to his big; her petite to his bulk; her decorum to his coarseness. It was almost ironic really, the way they looked together. But then, opposites always attracted, didn't they?

Of course, in cases like hers, there wasn't a chance in hell that she would be attracted to her complete opposite. But that didn't really matter anyway because she didn't like Beast Boy even a little bit.

Even if he did have an amazing herbal tea recipe.

She felt absolutely nothing. Nada. Zip. Zero. Nil. Zippo. Zilch. Definitely nothing.

Still, he did make a good tea…

Nothing at all! Nothing. At. All.

It was so warm and soothing- must have been the leaves he used…

So she liked his tea. But that was all! That was the only thing she liked about him. The only thing. Because he was annoying and crude and rude and obnoxious. And that was just the start of it! The tip of the iceberg! She could go on for hours about him and all his faults! It was horrible living with him! It was a crime against humanity! Heck, forget humanity- it was inhumane to her! The world would never be the same if she sicced him on the population one day. He'd probably destroy all the meat processing factories. He'd eat the tofu industry out of business!

Raven sat down on the top of Titan Tower and silently continued her rant internally.

Bug-eyed freak, green swamp monster, butt-head, jackweed, mean, selfish, spoiled rotten, disgusting…

Her eyes narrowed and she glared daggers at the ocean that spread out endlessly in front of her as she unrelentingly kept thinking up adjectives that described said mutant, not stopping to think about why she was calling him names, or why she was so mad at him.

As she lay down and stared at the fading sunlight, she closed her eyes and let her mind lapse, trying to calm down. She certainly wasn't going to give herself a heart attack over him. Especially not him.

As her thinking slowed and her mind wandered to the border of unconsciousness, her last sensible thought was about the book she was going to buy Beast Boy this year.

Beast Boy walked into his room, glanced down the hallways to make sure no one was looking, and then shut his door, making sure to check that it was locked securely.

He turned on the TV and made sure it was on full volume, flipping through the channels until he found some gory movie with lots of screaming and blood. Satisfied, he went to his food stash, opened the wrappers and threw the unhealthy snacks away in his trash can. He took the packaging and strewed it around his carpet randomly.

After that, he went to his closet and, took out a few ripped up tee's, adding those to the floor as well. He then proceeded to walk about the room and kick anything on the ground this way and that, not stopping until he was certain the room was in a state of disarrayed chaos.

He smiled as he surveyed the damage, and nodded his head slightly. Everything was ready, was perfect. If anyone walked into his room in the morning, they would find a total pigsty, which was what they expected. Because tonight, they thought he was watching some horror film and snacking on a bunch of junk food, which, for all intents and purposes, he was. And that was exactly what he needed them to think. Well, wanted them to think, but it was still really important that they thought he was being a stupid teenage boy. A normal teenage boy.

Because, he might as well face it, if Cy found out what he was doing, he'd never hear the end of it, and Robin would probably joke him about it, too. Starfire might not be as bad as the guys, but she would definitely look at him sorta weird for a while. And Raven! Dear God, what would Raven think of him? Her opinion of him would be absolutely destroyed- caput! Just like that! In one second, everything would be ruined!

Which was exactly why he had to cover his tracks and do everything in his power to ensure that they thought he was doing what was expected of him. It was just the way things worked, the natural order in which they all functioned. He had to do this, he had to! He might not have liked it, but a guy did what a guy had to. Technically, he was a green guy, but the intention was still there.

Walking over to his bed, Beast Boy knelt on the floor and pulled out a huge trunk from under his bed. It was a dark mahogany with gold trimmings; it had taken almost a year for him to save up enough to buy it, but it had been well worth it. Not only did it have a built in lock, but it was also waterproof and airtight. The salesman had assured him no dust, bugs, rain- anything would be getting into that baby unless he wanted it to. It was totally secure and would keep his most valuable possessions safe from any kind of harm.

So far, the man had been right; Beast Boy had really gotten his money's worth.

He looked at the contents carefully. He'd gone through them all, multiple times in fact, and was waiting for a new one. He knew he'd be getting one soon, but it was hard to wait. He was always surprised at the choices. They had no real connection to each other, but he loved them all anyway, and he was sure they meant something, symbolized something, even if he didn't get it.

It was so hard to decide. Which one, which one? He could always choose one at random, but he preferred to wait and see which one called to him that night. Some nights he just picked a bunch and went through his favorite parts. But not this night, no; he wanted to decide after going through them all. So one by one, he picked them up and examined them, knowing when he got to the right one, he would sense it.

The Outsiders (S.)

Coraline (Neil Gainman)

Hatchet (Gary Paulson)

Tales (Edgar Allen Poe)

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone (J.)

Where the Red Fern Grows (Wilson Rawls)

Sabriel (Garth Nix)

Robinson Crusoe (Daniel Defoe)

Falling Up (Shel Silverstein)

Christine (Stephen King)

Among the Hidden (Peterson Haddix)

The Sound and The Fury (William Faulkner)

The Adventures of Huckleberry Fin (Mark Twain)

Eragon (Christopher Paolini)

I Know Why a Caged Bird Sings (Maya Angelou)

I Know What You Did Last Summer (Lois Duncan)

Somewhere In the Darkness (Walter Dean Myers)

Matilda (Ronald Dahl)

Watchers (Dean Koonz)

Infinity (Sherrilyn Kenyon)

Catch-22 (Joseph Heller)

The Complete Sherlock Holmes (Arthur Conan Doyle)

A Tale of Two Cities (Charles Dickens)

Hush (Nancy Bush)

Lockdown; Escape from Furnace (Alexander Gordon Smith)

Yes, that was it! Adventure, excitement; just what he wanted right now, a good thriller! He picked up the choice for tonight, slid the trunk back under his bed after closing the lid, and lay down.

This was the life; relaxing at night, nothing on your mind, about to experience a daring escapade- it was nice. Really nice.

As Beast Boy opened the cover and started to read the first page, he smiled serenely; he'd have to make her tea sometime as a thank you.

So there you have it, folks! I was going to add a little something at the end about Beast Boy thinking about Raven, and if she actually liked his tea, but I decided not to. Ah well, what can you do?

Also, I was pondering the idea of making a second chapter, kind of like as a pairing to this one, about Raven and what Beast Boy gets her for Christmas, and what he thinks she thinks about it- basically the same thing as this one except the roles are reversed. Review and tell me what ya'll think about that.

Which brings me to my final note; REVIEW! I would normally just curse you with spiders in your bed if you don't, but I've decided to be particularly evil and curse you with spiders AND toads if you don't review! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!