Uh... School's finally over, which means I've got more free time than I'd ask for. Bummer...
Okay, who am I kidding? Summer vacation is great!
So, there. First Teen Titans fic slash poem thingy Everyone knows I can't write a poem for the life of me, but since I've got LOADS of free time, I made one anyway. (Gawd, I need a hobby...) Since it's my first Teen Titans fic slash poem thingy, I'm hoping you guys will read, review, and be gentle. Flames are accepted.
disclaimer: Uh... Don't own it.
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Starfire would wonder.
Starfire would ponder.
Day and night,
Starfire would think with all her might.
But she just couldn't get the right answer
To a question that had entranced her.
"Why is it that Robin
Never seems to smile
Or come out of the training room
To enjoy life once in a while?
Why must he obsess
Over such strange things
Like finding out when Slade may once again return,
Or plotting plans to make Red X crash and burn?
Why is it that he
Never obsess over us
Or over me?"
All the other Titans snickered.
"Starfire's got a big case of jealousy."
Starfire wouldn't listen
To what the other Titans would say.
She knew she wasn't jealous.
She was just concerned in her own kind of way.
The other Titans would tell Star
"Just don't mind his attitude, Star.
He's always been that way, Star.
He never has any time to relax, Star.
Star, why do you care so much?
It's dangerous to care so much.
So don't."
But Starfire wouldn't stay content
With letting her curiosity stay that way.
So one day she knocked on Robin's door
And asked if she could stay and talk
Just for today.
Robin, being Robin,
Would usually turn down
A friendly invitation
For a friend to hang around.
But seeing it was Starfire
Who wanted to take up his time,
He really didn't mind.
"Training can wait," he said.
"Villains can wait," he said.
"Now, it's just you and me," he said.
So… What's on your mind?
What's going on in your head?"
Starfire took a deep breath,
Looked Robin straight in the eye,
Collected all her thoughts together
And gave a deep sigh.
"Why is it that you always
Manage to find the time
To make plans to capture evil-doers
And all those who commit fatal crimes?
Why is it that you always
Lock yourself away
Deep inside the training room
And train the entire day?
How do you always manage
To stay up at such a late hour
To simply find out if a villain
Is planning to blow up the tower?
Robin, do you not need your friends?
Do you not even care?
Because every time the Titans spend time together...
...
You are never there…"
Robin turned his head away,
Not even daring to look her way.
He hung his head low as his eyes went down.
He could feel his expression forming into a frown.
And the words that he said next
Were almost too soft for Starfire to hear.
"My parents had died
When I was so small.
I didn't understand
What death was at all.
I had always hoped
That they would someday wake up.
And when I was told they wouldn't…
… I guess it was just too much.
Then Batman found me
And named me his boy.
But I would never amount up
To being his pride and joy.
I'd train every day,
Work hard day and night.
I'd master every move
With all my strength and all my might.
I tried to be strong,
And I tried to be tough.
But everything I did
Just wasn't good enough.
So one day I ran away
And thought I could go on my own
And make the big guy proud of me
When I became a more successful hero
Now that I was alone.
But then, something unexpected happened
And who would've guessed what I managed to find.
I met you guys and we became
Some of the greatest heroes ever known to man kind."
Robin paused for a short moment
As a smile slowly crept into place.
He brushed a hand through her smooth red hair
As blush began to form on his face.
"But you don't have to worry, Star.
Nothing's wrong with me.
The reason I don't show I care
Is because no one's shown me how to care.
Until I met you, that is.
So don't tell me that I need to learn
How to be nice and how to be good,
And how to forgive and live a fun life
Like people say I should.
Don't say I need to take a break, Star.
Or that every smile I show is fake, Star.
There's no hiding it when you're in love, Star…
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Star…
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I think I love you…"
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I'm still getting used to typing with my new laptop, so please forgive me if I've got any typos.
Yay, that poem was pure OOC nonsense.
Anyway, please review. It will make me very happy. (I could care less about flames. I mean, come on. I already admitted I didn't like this poem and made it out of pure boredom.)
Woosh...