I do not own Teen Titans. This is my first Teen Titans story, please be kind. Information: It is based after the movie Trouble in Tokyo, Robin and Starfire were dating, not for long though. They were eighteen during the movie. Don't hate me read the pairing, they will get back together. The italics are flashbacks. That is all I think you need to know, if you need me to clear anything up tell me in the review. Here we go!

Prologue

"Don't leave!"

"The team will fall apart!"

"Robin!"

The flashbacks from seven years ago flooded the mind of twenty-five year old Tamaranean, Starfire. She was standing on her balcony looking at the Tamaranean moon and its stars. Anyone could see the tears in her eyes, on her cheeks, falling down and hitting the floor.

"Robin!"

"Oh Robin." Starfire sighed. "Why did you leave?" She shook her head, making her long red hair shake. She lent over her railing and you can hear her tears echo throughout the planet. You can tell she did not belong on Tamaran anymore, she spoke differently now and never flied, for flying was a sign of her happiness, and she was never happy now. She missed her old life, her old friends, the big T she lived in. She missed the games Cyborg played, and the jokes Beast Boy played on everyone there. She missed Raven and what they called her 'moodiness', but she missed Robin most of all. She could not bear to think of her ex, for it broke her heart.

"You don't have to go." Starfire turned around and saw a boy approximately seven years of age. Starfire smiled and gestured for the little boy to come to her, and sit on her lap. The boy was very handsome, his shoulder length black hair that could not be tamed. His eyes were bright green, and he was very tall for his age. Starfire started to pet his hair, whispering.

"I have too."

"No they caused you unnecessary pain." The little boy shook his head, crying.

"They did, but I have to tell them."

"Please? Don't make me go!" The little boy stuffed his head into Starfire's stomach.

"I must. Are you finished packing?"

"I am."

"Then we must leave." She said standing up, going to her suitcase.

"Can you tell me the story again?" The little boy always asked for that story.

"Why? It is so sad!" She cried.

"Please?" The boy gave her such a sad look she had to tell him.

"Alright." She laid him on her bed and sat right next to him, once again petting his hair.

"I love you mom."

"I love you too." She kissed his forehead and started to tell him the story. "it started with a team called Teen Titans-"