There was a breeze, cool and gentle, that played with her hair and tugged at her cloak. Alone, she left her face unmasked;her hood down and hair free to fly around her head. She sat there, arms on either side of her body, legs dangling over the edge, face tilted up just slightly to look at the moon. On this warm night, the breeze was welcome and nice. The contours of her face were lit up by the moonlight.

This is how Beast Boy found her. More relaxed than he had ever seen her before, more at peace, than even when she was meditating. Raven looked lost in thought. Standing there in the shadows beside the door, he wondered more than once what she was thinking about. He wondered what could make her become so at ease and free.

A small smile tugged at her lips.

He wished that smile would be directed towards him.

Garfield stood there, on the roof of the tower, debating on whether or not to go to her. Wondering if she already knew he was there. There was a slight sound, beneath the washing of the waves below, so low and soulful it seemed to blend in with the night around it. Gar couldn't point out what it was at first, only that it was a beautiful sound that rang in his hears and made his body sway lightly. He realized then.

She was humming.

Garfield's mouth seemed to fall open of it's own accord then, having only one other memory of her doing that. Her humming, along with the crashing of the waves below, the soft fingers of the breeze that seemed to pull and dance around him, and the moon that seemed to be shining down a spotlight on only her gave him a sight only the deepest of his dreams had ever been able to produce.

Never before had Beast Boy been so enthralled. Even more mind blowing was the fact that this was Raven. This was his Raven; his team mate and friend and the girl who he had followed around throughout his years as a Titan. The one he had subconsciously, almost territoriality, protected for years. This was Raven, the girl who had at some point become one of his best friend's and occasional frenemy. The girl that had thrown him out of windows in anger, that he annoyed and "tormented" on a daily basis. The one that never smiled and never laughed, his polar opposite.

And when she turned to him, those amethyst orbs and that slight grin directed towards him, at him, for him; Garfield thought there was no greater gift to man than that of this girl. There was no sight as captivating lovely. Nothing as downright beautiful inside and out as this girl before him. There was nothing that could compare. Not any other girl. And he prayed to God that it remained that way.

This was the girl he could never agree with, that couldn't cook and didn't eat tofu. She was the first girl to tell him he was funny, despite saying otherwise since. She was the one who always believed in him, supported him throughout his ups and downs. She was there for him in his times of need, when the world seemed so dark and alone. Raven was his beacon of light, a constant in his life since he had come to Jump City.

This was Raven.

And somehow, despite all the odds that fate threw at them, he had just fallen for her.