Summary: This story explores the relationship between Robin and Beast Boy. It is not a slash. They are left alone in the tower for a whole week and with the personality clash its not long before problems arise. After an argument the beast within Beast Boy emerges once again and to make matters worse it appears within Robin as well. Can they set their differences aside or will they end up killing innocent people and each other in a fit of blind rage?
A/N: Robin and Beast Boy have hardly any interaction and when they do it's usually negative. I feel that there really needs to be an episode that explores their relationship and perhaps marks some sort of metamorphasis in their relation to each other. As no episode currently exists this fic has been written. Plus I would like to expand more on the beast within Beast Boy.
The Beast Within Us
Chapter 1: Living Arrangements
Robin exited the shower with an unenthusiastic groan. Beast Boy was probably awake by now and making breakfast for the two remaining Titans. A whole week alone with Beast Boy; Robin was so overjoyed he could gouge his eyes out after swallowing glass. Running a towel through his hair the teen wondered just how it had come to this. Starfire had received a transmission from Galfore requesting her presents on Tamaran. Raven had insisted that she needed time alone, perhaps relating to Slade's return, and left on a walk about. Cyborg had a scheduled maintenance with Fixit, though Cy had said that he would be the one doing most of the fixing . . . whatever that meant.
Now Robin understood that his teammates had their own lives. They needed time off now and then to reflect, repair, or engage with whatever personal affairs that had come up. But all at the same freakin' time leaving him alone in the company of the green changeling? This was too much. Not that he hated Beast Boy or anything. On the contrary he was one of his closest friends. However his obnoxious tendency to play prank after prank and take almost nothing seriously was enough to rattle the raven-haired boy's last nerve. He was tolerable in small bits or when the others were around to distract him. But he had no such cover this time. Robin honestly didn't know if he was going to make it.
Now dry and very clean, Robin began dressing himself as his stomach rumbled. This, of course, reminded him that tofu was probably going to sneak its way onto the menu and every meal for the upcoming week. Tofu was okay. Tofu was actually quite good at times. Alas, tofu reminded him of Beast Boy, reminding him of his current situation, reminding him of just how different they were. Beast Boy was a social creature while Robin was reclusive at times. He clicked his utility belt and snapped on his mask already beginning to feel a small migrane of the tension to come. With only the two of them in the tower odds were he was going to pester him while he was trying to do research. This could turn out to be a really tiring week. A sigh escaped him as he exited his room and made his way towards the kitchen where the smell of tofu eggs was already winding down the hallway. While not his first choice in food, Robin was some what glad that breakfast was prepared.
Maybe this won't be so bad. He thought attempting a try at Starfire's endless optimism. At least he knows how to cook . . . kinda.
Beast Boy woke up that morning in a content state and stretched out on his messy bed. Yawning and ruffling his green matted hair he changed out of his boxers and into his custom jumpsuit. For those first few minutes he had forgotten that Cyborg wasn't around to play endless rounds of Gamestation, Star wouldn't be there to stuff nasty alien pudding down his throat, and Raven would not be a target for his arsenal of animal based jokes.
Oh yeah, they're not here. Beast Boy let out a large sigh and nudge one of his tatter game magazines with his foot. A whole week with Robin was like winning a trip to a luxury resort with the strictest principal on the planet. The guy had, in Beast Boy's opinion, a permanent wedgie. He was always uptight about every little thing and would act like the world was coming to and end should the tiniest thing go awry. Why, oh why, did the others have to leave him alone with Robin of all people?
Not that Beast Boy hated Robin. On the contrary he was one of his closest friends. However he was always so bossy, rude and arrogant it was enough to rattle the changeling to his last nerve. He took almost everything seriously and never wanted to have anything to do with pranks or good friendly fun. He was tolerable in small bits or when the others were around to distract him. But he had no such cover this time. Beast Boy honestly didn't know if he was going to make it.
Feeling hungry, he made his way to the kitchen to start on breakfast. Upon stepping into the hallway he could almost instantly hear Robin's shouts and pounding on the punching bag from the gym. Always so serious and always training. He figured the kung-fu lunatic would be rather hungry after such a rigorous workout. It would be nice to make enough for him as well and perhaps he wouldn't be so grumpy later on that day if he had a nice breakfast. Entering the kitchen Beast Boy began whipping up his special tofu egg batter. Robin would probably want some bacon on the side but there was no way he was touching any meat.
Alas, listening to the batter sizzle as it met the frying pan Beast Boy was reminded of their difference in diets and thus the difference in their personalities. Beast Boy needed human interaction. He was a social teen and Robin had a tendency to lock himself up in his room. How was he going to keep from going insane with no one to talk to? This could turn out to be a really boring week.