Hey, guys. So I decided to rewrite my stories in order to get back into the fanfic-writing groove. My laptop is back in order, and I'm super excited. So sorry about the long waits. Please don't hate me. I really am sorry guys. I love all of my faithful readers. This is for you.
ANYWHOSEN (years away and I still love that word), ON WITH THE STORY!
Raven had a secret. A big secret. Kind of like the granddaddy-of-all-secrets secret. She had fallen in love. Not with just anyone, either. She had fallen in love with a friend, a teammate. She had fallen in love with Beastboy. How was that even possible, right? Well, after years of missions together and cheesy jokes and teasing smiles, she had realized that she had begun to love the antics of the boy, who was now a man. Nearing his seventeenth birthday, he was no longer much of a boy, and yet he didn't change his name, Mainly because, despite his enhanced looks, he didn't act much differently. He still loved video games and pranks, still had all-night movie marathons. He had matured and stayed the same all at once, and Raven had fallen madly in love with him.
Today was the day she decided to tell him. Ever since the brotherhood had gone down, crime rates had gone down drastically. It seemed that they had been in charge of a bit more than just the big guys, but also ran petty crime circles like bank robberies to fund their evil escapades. But the world was finally calming down around them, Robin and Starfire had finally paired off in Japan, and everyone knew that Bumblebee and Cyborg were getting close to an admission. It was only logical to her that Raven do the same.
Confident in her decision, she slid the door to her room open and floated her way into the common area, trying to force herself to the ground. Her excitement and anticipation weren't going to allow that. The joy that wrapped around her made her feel like Starfire, elated and loving and purely pleasant. She could feel Beastboy's presence strongly just on the other side of the common room's sliding doors, and made herself push through them before she could lose her nerve. Her internal radar picked up on something else as well, but she was much to anticipatory to consider what or who it could be. She simply stepped into the room, catching sight of Beastboy lifting someone into the air and spinning them, their long blonde hair flying wildly. He placed the giggling person on her feet and smiled widely, his eyes glinting with joyous tears. It took Raven only a moment to place the girl's body movements, the familiar cock of her hip and swish of her hair.
"Terra," Raven said, surprise clouding her excitement. "You're-"
"Back?" supplied Beastboy, the smile still firmly on his lips. The word Raven was actually looking for was "interrupting", but she couldn't say that. It was rude.
"I know. I kept having dreams of rocks, and a strike of lightning that broke... everything. But then last week, I got kicked in the head by a horse. The memories have been slowly making their way back ever since." She was glowing just as brightly as Beastboy.
"That's just... that's fantastic," Raven mumbled. She tried to hold back the sarcasm, but she needn't have bothered. The two were much too busy gazing at each other in pure merriment to notice her. She simply turned on a heel and stalked out of the room, trying to hold back the flood of emotions.
The weeks passed, and while everything got better for the rest of the team, it only got worse for Raven. Terra and Beastboy seemed to be regaining the relationship the had lost all that time ago, which was only breaking Raven. The closer they got, the more she felt like she was shattering, the pieces of her breaking off in all directions. She was moody and bitter almost always, and had resorted to spending even more time in her room, not even coming out for movie night or her weekly trip to "the mall of shopping" with Starfire. She only ever came out for meals, which she purposely took at different times than everyone else.
It was one of those mealtimes, for her anyways, when it happened. She was walking to the little kitchen they had at six in the morning to make herself some tea and possibly a bagel before anyone else was up. Half asleep, her inner sensor wasn't working that well and she didn't hear the odd noises until it was too late. It wasn't until she had stepped into the dark kitchen that she realized, and by then it was too late. Her half-demon eyes had already adjusted to the lighting and she saw them with no trouble. Terra, still running on her old high school schedule, standing in the kitchen in one of Beastboy's too-big shirts with a piece of toast unattended next to her, because her attention was elsewhere.
Her attention was on the person before her, the person whose waist she was straddling from her place seated on the counter, her hands buried in his green hair as he kissed her. Silently, Raven backed out of the room, trying to control the hot, angry tears flowing down her cheeks. She fled, sprinting all the way the her room without pause. The final pieces of her soul seem to have splintered and separated, stabbing at her insides like shard of ice. In her room, she was glad for the soundproof walls*, because she let out an ear-splitting wail that would have woken everyone within a five mile radius. Things in her room shattered and broke, books and artifacts went soaring. She flew into a blind, boundless fit of rage and pain, screaming and crying and destroying anything she could get her hands on. She even broke her mirror, her portal into her rampaging emotions, without a second thought. There was nothing left for her here, nothing left of her. What was she here for? She wasn't herself, was nothing but an empty shell of a girl who used to live in her body. The pieces of her stabbed at her broken heart like thorns, but she was numb to the pain. Without a second thought about the place she had called home for so long, she disappeared in a hazy cloud of black smoke.