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Chapter 1: In the Arms Of Another

Blue black waves clashes against the hard rocks, the air howled as if it were expressing the damage on the rocky land.

On the rocky island, there was a giant structure, its height was impressive but only a selected few were allowed to be inside.

The blue and silver building was shaped as a well known 'T'.

Similar to the original, this residency was inhabited by Titans East. Bumble Bee, Mas y Menos, Speedy and Aqualad were all a part of the Teen Titans, specifically Titans East.

At this moment the young team were sleeping like the rest of the city.

Well, except a certain red haired archer.

Our story begins in a red walled room with yellow carpet and black furniture, on the left side of the room a black dresser with a lamp and a certain overused comb. Next to the dresser was a bed with bright yellow and red blanket with a black Speedy symbol. On the left wall was a rectangle wall mirror. On the back wall, his bow hanged above several yellow arrow packs. In the center of the room was a black beanbag with 'S's and arrows.

The young man that slept in this room was currently sprawled on the brightly covered bed.

His face was pale, cold drops of sweat stuck to his body. His red pajama pants and grey tank were glued to his frame as he continued to toss and turn restlessly.

Kicking down the blankets and hugging the pillow, he clenched his hands on his yellow pillow.

Roy Harper aka Speedy was having a nightmare.

A very specific...nightmare. About a specific situation. A memory of the not so distant past.

-Dream Start-

It was back when he still lived with Ollie.

Ollie had lost a good portion of his fortune and was spending time away from 'home'.

Roy was up in his room in the small apartment they had moved to. During Ollie's trip, Roy had developed...a habit, a very bad one.

Around his arm was a semi dirty elastic band, on his desk were small packages and trays, with a syringe in his hands, he was about to insert the needle when he was suddenly interrupted.

No..No….Wait!

Everything was going too fast, suddenly he felt a shift and he was down.

Ow...Why Ollie? Why did you punch me?!..It's not my fault..!

"You're a lousy Junkie. No better than the rest of the sniveling PUNKS!"

No...Ollie...I changed! I'm not one of them!

"Shut UP! I'm not INTERESTED in EXCUSES! I'm not interested in YOU! Not any MORE!"

What?..Oh god….no.. please DON'T SAY THAT…

"Just get OUT!" Ollie roared, pointing to the door. He couldn't even look at Roy as he said that.

I'm just a kid! Please Ollie.. Ollie?...OLLIE!

The door slammed close with a bang.

-Dream End-

Waking with a scream, Roy grabbed the nearest thing, which happened to be his pillow.

Throwing the pillow against the wall, Roy flung himself back on the bed after remembering that terrible nightmare.

That god awful memory and in the middle of the night too.

Moments later the door swung open, Garth rushed into the room with black pajama pants and a blue t-shirt on.

"What happened?!" came from him in a panicked voice.

Roy sat up on his bed, trapped in a trance of fury and terror, did not respond to his boyfriend's call. Staring at nothing in particular, he barely noticed a tear being shed against his will as he continued to recall his angry guardian.

Garth frowned and slowly closed the door. "Roy?"

Sitting down on the bed, his worry grew as his unresponsive boyfriend began to shed a tear, which hardly ever happened.

Using his fingertips, Garth wiped the unwanted tear from the archer's emotionless face.

Roy looked up from the act slowly, his confusion clear. He did not notice the other boy enter his room.

"..Garth…?"

Embarrassed, Garth began to withdraw his hand but before he could, Roy grasped it with his own.

Garth tried to turn away but Roy's sorrow filled eyes captivated him. A blush crept up his face at the way Roy held his hand.

Roy pulled the slimmer Titan by the hand and wrapped his arms around him.

"...don't go…" He whispered desperately into the Atlantean's neck, not wanting to be alone in his cold room, which seemingly mocked him.

Garth blinked, before maneuvering a bit in order to hug his archer back.

Wrapping his arms around Roy's back. He felt shaky breath as Roy began to sob and tightened his hold as if to remember his current life and not a dirty past.

"It's okay.. Roy…" Closing his eyes, Garth rocked their joined bodies as he began to rub the heaving back.

"...I'm here..." He whispered lovingly into the red hair, feeling the tears on his neck subside when Roy finally relaxed.

Laying them down tenderly, Garth fell asleep next to his now peaceful boyfriend.

*In the comics, Roy Harper is an ex junkie. He was discovered by Oliver, then kicked out. (From "Snowbirds don't fly")

See you in the next chapter!