Roy felt odd, that was all he could really think of to explain how he felt. Normally on a night like this when the moon was high in the sky, the stars shining like there was no tomorrow as they danced around a light fog that just barley covered the area around the midnight sky, Roy would be out partying at clubs, drinking or sleeping around with beautiful women. But lately all of that seemed to bore the young archer, and he started to hang around the club scene less and less as the days went by, instead Speedy decided to stay at the tower more, taking care of the twins, with Bee or just cleaning, which actually wasn't as bad as Roy had made it out to be.

So all and all, Roy was actually enjoying the time he spent away from the clubs, everything around the tower got done so much quicker with him around. Which meant that every day Bee would be out shopping or going to the movies with Cy, the twins would play video games, tying up the big-screen, leaving Roy to do some training, but that started to get boring to… which lead him to start hanging out with Garth, catching them both by surprise, seeing as they actually got along surprisingly well.

At first they just started talking, not arguments like usual, but actual conversations. Speedy had found out that Garth really liked Punk- style music, books and movies, chocolate ice cream… everything, kind of.

Anyway, today Roy had felt odd, at the moment he was aimlessly wandering through the tower going from room to room, trying to find something to do. It was late, and he was tired, but Roy just couldn't bring himself to go to sleep, his mind just kept circiling back to the naturally good-looking Atlantean prince, his mind just couldn't help it, and it was driving him crazy.

Speedy exhaled, biting his cheek, for a moment before he shook his head, sea-green eyes lifting to see Aqualad, leaning back on his elbows. His eyes absently followed the reflections of the ripples on the ceiling; He stretched out his arms, reaching to the side as far as possible before clasping his hands over his stomach.

Aqualad closed his eyes and squirmed an inch to the right. A sudden, light pressure on his back made a shiver go through his veins, but he had little time to think before the foot shoved him forward, plunging him into the water. Garth felt himself go all the way under and instinctively turned, clawing for the tile rim. His head broke the surface and he shoved dark hair out of his face, glaring at the perpetrator.

Speedy stood a few feet away, foot slightly raised, hands in his pockets and a defiantly smug look on his face. His crooked, easy grin only widened at the Atlantean's glare.

"What are you doing?"

Garth wiped the water from his face with a hand, propping his elbows over the edge. "I was relaxing, what bout you, what are you doing?"

Speedy thought for a moment, then shrugged. "Just taking a walk, couldn't sleep" He bent slightly, extending a hand.

The dark-haired teen didn't move. "You know you're asking for it, right?"

"Asking for wh—"

Before he could finish the question, Aqualad grabbed his entire arm, yanking him toward the pool. Roy barely had time to let out the customary string of expletives before he fell gracelessly into the water, twisting and kicking and sending bubbles everywhere.

"Asking for that," Garth clarified with a grin when the telltale red hair burst through the surface again. "Gods, Speedy, I didn't think you'd fall for a trick that brainless."

Mask askew, Roy coughed out water, treading to the edge, shoving Aqualad out of the way. "Not cool dude, not cool." Pushing himself out of the pool and stood a few feet from the edge, toeing off his shoes. "What? Not a fan of the water?"

"No, I'm not "

"Why? I think you look good, all soaking wet, like a cat trapped in the shower."

Speedy froze halfway through ringing out one of his gloves, green eyes wide in confusion. A second later, though, he went back to being utterly composed, completely unruffled. "gee, thanks," Roy chuckled, sloshing toward a couple cabinets. He yanked a few towels from a drawer and chucked some to the Atlantean.

Aqualad ignored the towels and adjusted his arms on the edge, folding them on the cool, slick tiles. "Are you ok? you don't look so good."

He shrugged off his jacket and tossed it over a stool. "Yeah I'm fine." Roy cocked his head, rubbing down one leg with a small towel. "Why does it matter?"

The dark-haired prince elegantly climbed from the water, putting a towel around his neck to keep his hair from dripping. "Because you're my teammate, and I just wanna make sure your ok." Aqualad said tersely, starting toward the hallway.

Speedy raised a brow. "Really now, and why would that be?"

"Because you've just seemed a bit out of it lately."

Roy's eyed his teammate as more water seemed to fall down his body, following every muscle along the way. Speedy couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to feel those muscles, lean and strong, holding him close as he ran his fingers through the long black tres...

"Roy?"

The redhead blinked, surfacing from his thoughts, Garth eyeing him with concern.

"Are you sure your feeling okay?"

Roy couldn't help but give a small laugh, as he stepped into his dimly lit room. "Yes Garth, I'm fine, just, you know, tired. See you in the morning ok?"

Garth eyed him again noticing the younger as he began to press the red close door button on the keypad."Yeah, ok, see you then." And with that the door slid shut allowing, Roy to give a great sigh as he finally clambered into bed and disappeared beneath the covers.