I don't own Teen Titans or anything affiliated with DC. If I did, Batman and Harleen Quinzel would definitely be a thing! By the bys, this story is aligned with the "Justice League vs Teen Titans" DC franchise, and takes place after the "Judas Contract". Ok? So please review! I'll speak to y'all later!

I Will Never Forget You

Chapter 1

Ah man, how he missed her. Beastboy sighed and turned over on his bed, his pillowcase coated with his dog form's slobber. He wasn't crying anymore with tears, but he was still whimpering. You'd think he would have gotten over her by now, with it being a year since her death. But no, her beautiful blonde face still entered his dreams at night, reminding him of something he could never have.

He whimpered again. Why did he have to do this to himself?

He got up from the bed, shifting back into a human before shuffling across his room to throw on a pair of gray shorts and a lame t-shirt. He needed to try to get his mind off of wary things. He needed a pleasantry, and what was more pleasant than food? He scratched his head, yawning, while he slipped from his room and headed towards the kitchen for an early morning snack. He glanced at the clock hanging above the Teen Titan's stove. 2:45 am.

Dang. It had been a while since he stayed up this late. Especially when not playing video games.

He went to the fridge, examining its contents. Salad or Tofu? He scrunched up his nose. The salad didn't smell or even appear fresh. Tofu it was then. He was reaching for the curd, when his canine ears suddenly picked up on a noise to the right of him, coming from the direction of the den. He perked up instantly, green eyes scrutinizing the seemingly vacant dark space, before seeing a shadow move in his peripheral vision. He jumped and morphed into a hawk, preparing to unleash his talons, when he saw a familiar face emerge from the darkness.

His eyebrows narrowed and he squawked, slightly annoyed, at his unexpected company.

"Mind voicing your entrance next time?" he crowed at his guest, wings keeping him aflight.

Raven stiffened, spell book in hand, at his tone. However, she continued to stare at him with that same dull look on her features. "Speak for yourself. I was here first." She paused. "Something's troubling you. I've been feeling it. All night." Her eyes did not match her bored expression. They were analyzing him.

He faced away from her. Crap. How could he have been so careless? Of course, the empath of the group had noticed his predicament. "Yeah, well..." he trailed off. He didn't finish his statement.

There was an uncomfortable silence that went between them then and Beastboy, suddenly feeling uneasy, hastily grabbed for his food with his beak and ducked past her. "I'm uh, I'm going to head to bed now. I'll try keeping down the emotions for you." he said through a full mouth.

He didn't see the nod Raven shot his way. He trekked back to his room, peculiarly, more miserable than he had been before, and returned to his slobbery pillowcase. He stayed true to his word though, and as soon as he finished eating, he went to sleep. Thankfully, this time his dreams weren't filled with beautiful Earth-benders who sported short hair. But his nightmares weren't particularly better either.

Practice makes perfect. Or was it "perfect practice, makes perfect"? Raven wasn't entirely sure. What she did know, was that practice could feel very tedious. Although it was essential to proficient teamwork and granted her better control over her power and abilities, it was still something she felt could be a drag at times (nonetheless, these words would never go past her lips). But recently...the grounds of her resenting practice stemmed from something else entirely different. A 'something' she had yet to identify. And an obstacle she didn't want anyone else to know about...yet.

"You are certain, Raven?" The tall alien asked once again, peering at the half demon in concern. Raven nodded her head. "I am certain."

Starfire grimaced slightly, but gestured for Raven to remain on the sidelines for a third day. Raven felt someone staring at her and turned to see Damian looking at her. He appeared displeased. He quirked an eyebrow in her direction. She shook her head and put a finger to her lips. His expression of displeasure grew and she was sure, that for the briefiest second, he was going to walk over to her. But then Starfire called him and Beastboy out to match, and he reluctantly went to go battle the green changeling.

She could feel Damian's skepticism and confusion tug on her from where she stood. And with it...a little...hurt? She pondered on that last emotion, wondering where it was deriving from before the Blue Beetle came strolling over to her. "Hey. You okay?" he asked. He was stretching upwards. "This is the sixth time you've skipped. How long does that illness last?"

"A couple of weeks, at most." She hated lying.

His eyes widened at her statement. "Two weeks? That's a long time to be out!" The alien glued to his spine seemed to agree with him, for it made a beeping noise from behind his back.

Raven gave Jaime one of her usual nods, but was now avoiding eye contact with him.

He frowned. She never seemed to talk as much as she used to. Well, not that she talked a lot in the first place. But ever since Damian walked into the picture, she tended to hang around him more. Confide in him more.

He sighed. "I hope you get to feeling better then, Raven. And soon. You're one of the best on the team! We can't have you staying sick all of the time." He then walked off. Raven released the long breath she had been holding. She didn't know how much longer she could keep her game up. At least she could still detect emotions...

All of a sudden, in the distance, a bell could be heard ringing. Raven's heart dropped at the sound. The Titans suddenly paused their training. They looked to Starfire. It was time to go.

And Raven was not looking forward to it. At all.

A/N: Sorry if too OOC. Until next time!