Good morning, afternoon, or evening readers! Glad you could stop by. I won't bore you with a long AN, so let's get right to the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans or anything related to it.

It was a warm summer afternoon in Jump City. The sun was shining bright, not a cloud in the sky. A gentle breeze was in the air. The giant T that was Titans Tower gleamed against the sunlight. A truly perfect day...

The perfect day to stay inside and play videogames.

"Oh you're going down now, B!"

Two figures sat in front of a giant television screen, both intensely focused on the race in front of them. Buttons and joysticks clicked and clacked rapidly as the two cars, one blue and one green, were neck and neck. The larger of the two players, was currently shouting various jeers and taunts as he attempted to trip his opponent up.

Said opponent didn't seem to react; he continued to stare ahead without a word.

The finish line was in sight now, and the cars couldn't have been more than foot apart. Sweat was starting to form on the racers' faces as their determination intensified.

"Oh come on baby… Push it, push it… That's it…!"

In a sudden burst of speed, the blue car barely reached the finish line first at the last second.

"BOOYAH!" Cyborg, the blue racer, roared as he jumped up from the couch in triumph. "Still the king, baby! Can't be this speed!" The big robotic man gloated as he did a victory dance.

Beast Boy, the green racer, said nothing as he quietly set his controller on the table. He too stood up, but only to stretch after sitting for a solid half hour or so.

Cyborg frowned at his friend's reaction. Normally Beast Boy was a bit more… Vocal about his losses. The fact that Cyborg failed to get a rise out of him was a bit concerning.

Man, Robin wasn't kidding… Something's up.

Beast Boy let out a small yelp as he was knocked onto his back.

"Come on, Beast Boy, focus!"

The green teen rubbed his head as he looked up at the source of his injury. Standing before him was his leader, Robin. The two were in the tower's training room for a scheduled sparring session, and things weren't going so well for Beast Boy.

Robin sighed as the changeling slowly rose to his feet. Something was off about his teammate… His form was wrong, and he was taking hits he normally was able to block or avoid. Sure Robin generally won in the end, but Beast Boy usually put up more of a fight than this…

As he watched his opponent regain a fighting stance, he took a second to study his face. Robin was fairly good at reading people and he could tell his teammate's mind wasn't fully focused on the fight.

As the green fighter charged, Robin suddenly went out of his fighting stance, holding up a hand.

"That's enough, Beast Boy,"

"Huh?" Beast Boy came to a halt, nearly tripping in the process. "What do you mean that's enough? I haven't lost yet,"

The leader stared at him silently for a moment before sighing again.

"…What's wrong, Garfield?"

At the mention of his real name, Beast Boy winced. Robin only ever called his teammates by their real names when it was about more personal issues. He faked a smile.

"What are you talking about, dude? Everything's-

"Stop," Robin interrupted. "You were completely off in training, and I can see it in your eyes," Robin's normally hard look softened a tiny bit. "Look, Garfield, if you need to talk…"

"Nothing's wrong!" Beast Boy suddenly snapped at him, turning around. "…And stop calling me that. You know I hate that name,"

Of course Robin knew this, as did the rest of the team. But he was trying to remind Beast Boy that he was friend and family as well as teammate. On some level, Robin considered himself a big brother to the rest of his team, and felt it was his responsibility to help them out when they needed it.

Unfortunately, Beast Boy tended to be pretty stubborn when it came to talking about his problems. Despite his carefree attitude he had had a pretty rough life, and he hated talking about it. Finding out what was on his mind could be tough…

But Robin had a hunch.

"…It's her again, isn't it?"When Beast Boy tensed up, Robin knew he was right. It had been a few months since the events with that odd white creature the Titans had faced… And when Beast Boy had thought he had found an old friend.

…Terra.

Whether or not that girl had been Terra was anyone's guess, though Beast Boy seemed pretty certain, and that she was gone from his life for good.

Since then, Beast Boy hadn't quite been himself. He tried to hide it most of the time, but he would occasionally get like this for a day or two. Robin knew better than to try to pry.

"…Look, why don't we call it early today alright?" Beast Boy said nothing at this; he only nodded before leaving the room.

As he left, Robin breathed another heavy sigh as the tension suddenly evaporated. He wanted to help Beast Boy, but if he refused to even talk about it then there was no way to do it…

Maybe Cyborg could get through to him…

Robin had filled Cyborg in on what had gone down at training. Seeing Beast Boy now, he could definitely believe it.

"…Everything all good, B?" He asked, hoping he'd get lucky.

"Yep. Just fine," Beast Boy said quickly. "…Look, I think I'm done playing for now, that cool?"

"Yeah yeah, sure thing," There was a small, awkward silence. "…You know, she's not the only girl out there,"

Cyborg was fully aware of what he may have been setting off, but if he could tell he was going to have to be direct.

"…What are you talking about?" Beast Boy pretended not to know what he was talking about.

"Come on, B, don't make me say her name," Cyborg rolled his eyes. "You know damn well what I'm talking about,"

The changeling's body tensed up; Cyborg braced himself as he kept speaking.

"Look, it's been over 3 months man! You need to snap out of it,"

"Oh, just like that?" Beast Boy snapped. "I should just forget about her? Forget about the only girl that's ever even been REMOTELY interested in me!?" Cyborg winced as the small titan raised his voice.

"I'm not saying to forget about her," Cyborg tried to calm his teammate down. "But you can't just mope around forever! You gotta move on!"

"Easy for you to say!" Beast Boy growled. "You and Robin think it's SO easy, don't you? Just find another girl Beast Boy! Yeah sure, I'll get right on. All the girls LOVE green skin!"

Cyborg rubbed his temples as his teammate seethed.

"I'm not saying you have to find another girlfriend or something," He was getting a bit impatient with his teammate constantly twisting his words. "But you can't keep living in the past, man! Do you really think Terra would want you to just sit here and pout?"

This last sentence really set Beast Boy off as he whipped around to face Cyborg.

"What did you just say…?" He glared straight into Cyborg's eyes. "Don't you DARE talk about her like that! You think you know how she thinks? You think you know her better than me!?"

"You think I'm wrong?" The two were now directly in front of each other, fully upright as they glared at each other. Cyborg didn't like being so hard on his friend, but he needed this. "Don't you think she'd want you to move on and live your life? Don't you think she'd want you to be, you know, happy!?"

Beast Boy's hands were clenched into fists as they trembled.

"Stop…"

"What if she came back right now, huh? You think she'd be happy to see you acting the way you are now?"

For a second Cyborg was sure he was about to get punched as the two stared each other down.

Suddenly, Beast Boy's whole body quaked. Without warning, his collapsed onto the couch.

"…No…" Tears began to form in his eyes. "No, she wouldn't would she…?"

Cyborg breathed a sigh of relief; he had finally gotten through to him.

"Look…" The cybernetic titan sat down next to his crying teammate, placing a big hand on his shoulder. "It's alright to miss her. But you can't let that run your life, you know?"

The changeling nodded. He had needed to hear this for some time.

"I just… She was the f-first girl to ever r-really care about you know…?" He sobbed quietly.

"Look, I get where you're coming from man. It's hard for guys like you and me to find someone. But look at me; I've had my share of girls come and go, but I don't let it keep me down," He clapped his teammate on the back. "What happened to being the lady's man, huh? You've saved the world how many times now?"

Beast Boy let out a small laugh as his friend tried to cheer him up.

"And look at Robin and Starfire? If bird boy can find a girl that can have fun with him, anyone can,"

At this the duo laughed heartily; it was the first time Beast Boy had really laughed in a little while.

"You're right though, I can't just keep moping around… She wouldn't want that," Beast Boy rose to his feet.

"So, feeling up for another round," Cyborg held up the controller. Beast Boy glanced out the window.

"…Actually, I'm thinking of heading downtown for a bit. Wanna clear my head a bit, you know,"

"Alright, I get you. Kick your butt any time,"

"Hah! That one was a fluke. You'll be eating my dust next time,"

Cyborg laughed, happy to see his friend (mostly) back to his normal self. At this, Beast Boy headed out, eager to get some fresh air.

A moment after he left, another figure entered the room.

"So it worked?"

"Seems that way. I don't expect the little guy to just completely drop it, but he definitely looked happier," Cyborg paused. "You wanna play? Could use some fresh meat,"

Robin smirked as he sat down next to the robotic titan, picking up a controller.

"Just don't cry too much when you lose," He paused. "And what was that about me and Starfire supposed to mean?"

Cyborg simply laughed as the two began to race.

Beast Boy gazed down at the city as he flew through the late afternoon sky in hawk form. Flying through the cityscape was very relaxing for him, and it was a perfect way to help him get over his small depression even more. The city below him was bustling with activity, with countless people shuffling about. Eyeing the market street, he decided to land and explore some of the stores. Who knows? Maybe he'd run into some old friends. After all, other titans liked to visit the city occasionally.

He didn't know how right he was…

The door bells jangled as she walked into the jewelry store. She gazed around in wonder at the vast amounts of jewels and precious stones sitting in the display cases.

The man sitting at the counter looked up from his book to see the potential customer enter. He could get a good look at her due to the baggy coat she was wearing, but he could tell it was a girl no older than 16 or 17.

Strange to be wearing a coat in this weather though…

What was more suspicious was the hat that seemed to be bulging out, like something was stuffed underneath it. A bit suspicious and curious, he got up.

As he walked over to her, she was gazing at a case with a necklace with a large black and purple jewels set in it with great interest.

"Ma'am?" The proprietor asked as he approached the girl. "Did you need help with anything?"

The girl turned to look at him; he was surprised her extremely grey skin and pink, cat-like eyes.

"That's alright," He leapt back as her eyes and hands began to glow an ominous pink. "I think I'll just help myself,"

Well, that's the prologue! Hope I was able to capture the characters' personalities well, I don't have experience writing this series. Reviews are appreciated!