A/N: I'd like to start by thanking those who have reviewed or favorited my other stories. It means a lot.

The title is from a song by the French singer Yelle. However, I just liked the title, and the story is not relates to the song at all.

Alright, so this is set right after the Quest (remember the season 3 episode where Robin goes to find the True Master and comes back to find his friends all wearing his clothes?). I think Raven looked pretty good in them. So this is how I would continue that episode. enjoy!

"You know Robins, the mask makes me feel cool too."

Raven had never blushed more in her life. When the couch holding the four faux Robins fell backwards in their shock, she didn't see how she could regain any dignity. She found it necessary to leave the room. Immediately.

Wearing her usual stoic expression, Raven separated herself from the three other friends she'd collapsed with. She stood, peeled off the domino mask, and faced the real Robin as if nothing had happened. It was her only defense from feeling absolutely ridiculous. "Welcome back. I trust your adventure wasn't in vain?"

Robin smirked. "Nope, I found the True Master all right. No one will ever beat me in martial arts again." Robin clenched his hand in a determined fist.

"Right," Raven absently wished she had her cloak as she turned in the direction of the door. Her exits appeared much cooler when her friends couldn't see the last vestiges of her blush. She needed to keep emotionally distant- her destiny was a fast approaching threat. She sighed.

"I'll put your suit through the wash and return it to you," she monotonously promised as she left. Robin raised an eyebrow. After watching her hips sway while she walked for a few moments, he got up and jogged after her.

The three left standing by the couch all tilted their head in unison as their leader followed the empath. "Uuuh," Beast Boy piped up, "Anyone know what that was all about?"

Cyborg shook his head. Starfire on the other hand, felt sadness filling her. She'd missed Robin so much, but instead of talking to her or hugging her, the first thing he does is chase after Raven? Starfire tried to quell the jealousy and disappointment, telling herself that nothing was happening between her two friends, but she couldn't quite make herself believe it. After Raven had shocked her by even agreeing to wear Robin's clothes, maybe something was going on.

Jogging after Raven who'd flown to her room in raven form, Robin reached her bedroom very quickly. He knocked on the door but received no answer. Instead of waiting, he punched in his override code and the door opened to reveal Raven removing his gloves. His mask sat on her bed and his boots were off her feet. She looked at him as the door opened and raised an annoyed eyebrow.

Leaning on her door frame, he smirked. "You were the last person I would have expected to enter someone's room and try on their clothes."

She, having no good retort, looked down uncomfortably. Instead of her usual sarcasm she treated him with a it of truth. "Beast Boy started the whole thing, Starfire was depressed with missing you, and Cyborg wanted a part of the fun. They just pulled me in."

"Is that so," he mused.

She looked at him oddly, then she noticed where his attention lay- her body, still dressed in his clothing. She felt awkward under his gaze. Thinking that perhaps he wanted his clothes back, she moved to take his cape off of her shoulders. He just smirked.

"You know, you look really hot in my clothes."

This stopped her hands where they were on the clasp of the cape.

He laughed, "Oh, please don't stop on my account; as much as I like seeing you wearing my suit, I'd love to see you undress in front of me."

Her eyes opened wide, looking scandalized. Within moments, though, she had reigned in her emotions once again.

"I wish you wouldn't do that," he said quietly.

"Do what?" Her tone was no nonsense, but he could tell she was curious.

He finally entered her room. He took several steps towards her, and she didn't back down- it was against her nature to show fear.

"Hide your emotions from us. We're your friends. We care about you," he answered. He stepped even closer, completely invading her personal space, but she didn't show any signs of discomfort. When he stopped less than a foot from her, he continued, "Some of us more than others."

Her eyes remained blank, resisting his attempts to bother her into displays of emotions. Her stubbornness was beginning to piss him off.

"You know that my powers are controlled by my emotions. I can't afford to get too close to you. I'm sorry," she looked down at her bare feet. Her tone was monotonous as usual but it held sincerity that he could hear clearly.

"But Raven, here's the thing, I don't know that. I don't think emotions make you lose control. Your powers only lash out when you lose control of your anger. And even then, you get frustrated with us all the time and nothing explodes."

She watched him with narrowed eyes. She knew how her powers worked better than anyone, so what was he trying to say?

He continued, softly, "Remember that time with Malchior?" He saw her flinch and felt bad for touching that particular nerve, so he grabbed her hand and continued on, "You were in love with him, and you were happy, but you could still use your powers perfectly. So what are you hiding from?"

She stared at him, a little sadly, looking a little lost. He squeezed her hand and brought his other hand to her cheek. "You've literally been in my head, Rae. You can't tell me you don't know that I..."

He kissed her. Her lips were soft and sweet, and he never wanted to stop. For a second he thought he'd never have to, because she kissed him back. She pressed her mouth against his gently, moving in rhythm with his lips. He licked her bottom lip and she thoughtlessly opened her mouth to grant him entrance. They continued for several more seconds.

Then the dream broke, because she pulled her mouth away from his, pushed his chest away and took a shaky breath. "You'll find out soon why you shouldn't get attached to me, and why I have to control my powers. Forget this happened, Robin. It's for the best."

A black claw made from her soul-self reached out and pushed Robin from her bedroom. Once it relinquished its grasp around his torso her door started closing, shutting on his view of her gorgeous sad face and his outfit on her body. He jumped up and ran to her closing door.

It shut in his face. He pounded on the metal, shouting, "Dammit Rae you can't just deny this!"

He tried unlocking the door for the second time that day, but as he began punching the code, a black hole opened under him. Raven's powers dropped him back in the middle of the living room, where the others were still wearing his clothes. He growled at the sight; it made him think of Raven, the feel of his clothes on her body as he kissed her, and the sight of her in his clothes as her door closed on his single greatest hope. "Get out of my clothes," he commanded as he made his way to the training room to punch out his frustration, sexual and otherwise. "Just because I was gone doesn't make my stuff your playthings." The other three looked at each other, wondering about his change in attitude.

Raven slid to the floor as she released her powers, knowing that he wouldn't come back after she so blatantly pushed him away. Her breathing hitched as she tried to hold back her pain. Meditation would be the best option right now, but she couldn't get herself off the floor to do it. Instead she knelt on the ground and cried. Her books one by one were surrounded by black and thrown off the shelf, making a huge pile of tomes in a corner of her room. When they were all on the floor her light bulb exploded. She gasped at the sudden darkness.

Trails of tears ran down her face, but her breathing was even once again. She regained control as she would any other day when someone annoyed her. She stood and realized she was still wearing Robin's clothes, so she changed into her leotard and draped her cloak over her shoulders. She floated a bit into the air, crossed her legs and began her mantra, "Azarath metrion zinthos. Azarath metrion zinthos."

It was just another day where she had to deny all of her better emotions for fear of her father gaining control of the worse ones. Her feeling could hurt her friends, and she never wanted that to happen.

Half of her wished that Robin hadn't said anything so it wouldn't hurt her so much to stay away from him. Yet the other half was just glad to know that even if she was going to destroy the world, at one time she was loved by someone- it gave her strength she knew she'd need to face her father.

A/N: Yes I know the ending is depressing as all hell, but it was before The End, so she couldn't express herself at all yet or risk her father gaining power over her. And the episode after 'The Quest' is 'Birthmark,' where Slade shows up, bringing up the issue of her destiny, and she freezes time, but unfreezes Robin. If you think about this followed by that, it totally makes sense, doesn't it?

Oh, and I have an idea for a similar story, right after Revved Up (Ya know, where they have the race for Robin's most prized possession?) that coincides with this. If you want it, review. Cheers.

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