Here we go, this is a challenge from the amazing RaeVin. (Who is amazing by the way.) The challenge was written as thus;
As for the challenges, I have one, but you don't have to accept if you don't want to. Since you are mostly a dark/tragic/angsty writer, I think you should write a RobRae story that's lighthearted and filled with fluff and witty playful banter. But don't make the characters ooc. Robin can still be cocky and macho and Raven still mysterious and dead-panned. It can be a oneshot or a multi-chapter story. Remember, you don't have to accept this challenge if you don't want to, though.
I tried, I think that I was successful, even though I did...um...well. I'm not sure if this should be a one shot or a mutli-chapter. If it was a multichapter than I'm not exactly sure where the story line would go.
Any-way, I'm willing to accept any challenges (as long as they fall within my fave pairings). I am willing to try anything once.
Here you go RaeVin. I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I have nothing.
Dedication: RaeVin
Title: Insomniac
Quote:
"I'm having trouble trying to sleep.
I'm counting sheep but running out."
Billie Joe Armstrong
Raven tossed and turned in her bed trying to sleep, but failing miserably. Why wouldn't he stop thinking? Normally she was good at tuning them out, but she hadn't had time to meditate lately, and his thoughts were not even real thoughts, instead they were just tons of bright images and emotions, it was like flipping through the channels of the television.
Raven finally stood up. Enough. If she was going to get any sleep than she would have to do something to shut him up.
She walked out of her room and down the hall, finally stopping in front of a certain Boy Wonder's room. Raven raised her fist and rapped loudly on the door.
It opened almost immediately, as though Robin had been waiting right inside of the doorway. His eyes widened as he took in Raven's appearance; her wrinkled tee shirt and flannel pants, the dark circles under her angry eyes, her tousled violet hair. Robin gave a quick smirk before he could stop himself.
"Hey Raven," he said calmly.
"Why are you still awake?" Raven demanded.
Robin's eyes widened, "What do you mean?" he asked innocently.
Raven's eyes narrowed, "We just finished a seventy-two hour long mission. Why are you still awake?"
"What concern of is it of yours if I am awake?" Robin moved from out behind his door so Raven could see him. He was dressed a loose pair of sweatpants and a thin white wife beater. Raven blinked and stared slightly at the muscles that were clearly visible under the thin material.
"Raven?"
Raven jumped and looked back up at his masked eyes. Robin had an amused expression on his face. Raven blushed so hard that it hurt her cheeks, and she looked away. Damn him. "Sorry, I need to catch up on my meditation and sleep, without it my control isn't very good."
Raven instantly regretted that last part. Robin's amused expression grew to an arrogant smirk, and Raven, if possible, turned even redder. She ran a hand through her hair and then let it fall so that it obscured most of her face.
"I'm sorry, what was that last part?" Robin asked with fake innocence and the slightest hint of concern.
"Just go to sleep!" Raven managed, exasperated.
"I'm not tired," Robin said simply.
"How can you not be tired!" she demanded.
Robin shrugged, "I'm just not. If you're tired, than you should go to sleep."
Raven rolled her eyes, "How do you expect me to sleep with you emitting your own loud, personal television."
Confusion furrowed Robin's eyes, "What do you mean?"
"You are broadcasting your thoughts so loudly that I can't ignore them," Raven said tiredly.
Robin's eyes widened, "You're reading my mind."
"That would imply that there is something there to read, Robin. No, you are just throwing out random crap that I can't block," Raven said with her regained composure.
"So you aren't actually reading my mind or thoughts?" Robin asked, the worried expression beginning to ease off his face.
"No."
"Oh. Good. Well good night then."
Raven had to stop herself from grinding her teeth together, "But I need you to sleep so that I can sleep."
"You can't just expect me to fall asleep on command, Raven," Robin said as though stating the obvious.
"I certainly can," Raven muttered angrily. "Why aren't you tired? Wasn't this mission long enough to tire you?"
"Nah, I've got great stamina," Robin said, his trademark smirk reappearing on his face.
Raven couldn't stop from blushing again, and which made her more irritated. "What do you suggest I do, then?"
"Suggest you do about what? My stamina?" his smirk grew ever wider, "Well, I do have a few suggestions about that-"
"If you wish to keep your body in one piece, then you will not finish that sentence!" Raven threatened, two sets of glowing red eyes appearing on her face.
Robin instantly backed off and Raven's face faded until it was back to normal. Except she looked weary. "Are you alright Raven?" Robin asked with concern.
Raven nodded her head lightly, "I've been using my powers a lot and I really need to rest."
He bit his lip, "I'm sorry Raven, but I don't think that I can sleep yet. I'm just not tired."
Raven sighed in frustration, one of her hands snaking up to rub her eyes. "Why don't you try some tea then?"
"What?" Robin asked.
"Tea," Raven repeated, "it's pretty good at calming you down. You're probably just still pumped up from the fight. Follow me."
Raven turned and headed towards the kitchen. Robin stared after her a moment and then called, "You're doubting my great stamina?"
The tea seemed to help Robin calm down a bit, but he was still alert. Now instead of hundreds of bright images emanating from his mind, Raven could see all of the tiny details of the fight that they had just completed. Little clues, formation techniques, training suggestions, case reports, mistakes.
Raven sighed. The tea had made her even sleepier. Robin could see how tired she was now and had toned down the teasing. He shrugged lightly, "I'm sorry Raven, I wish that I could sleep, but..."
Raven gave a weak smile, "It's okay. I know how hard it is to control emotions and thoughts."
She stood up and put her empty cup in the sink and wandered wearily to the couch. Robin followed quietly behind her.
Raven ended up collapsing on one of the couch cushions, she leaned her head back on the cushion giving Robin a view of her perfect profile, her large eyes shut, long dark eyelashes on her cheeks. She looked peaceful.
Raven's forehead wrinkled her eyes still shut. "You like the TV don't you?"
"Huh?"
Raven patted the couch, as an invitation. "Maybe watching the TV will make you sleepy," Raven suggested finally opening her tired eyes.
"It's worth a try," Robin replied sitting down on the couch near Raven.
He turned on the TV and was instantly blasted by the crunching sounds of monster trucks. Robin started and quickly turned the volume down.
"Cyborg must have been the last one watching," Raven observed dryly.
Robin shuddered and flipped the channels. He pulled up the TV Guide channel. "Well, we can watch The 100 Sexiest Moments in Music Videos, or Sorority Vampires Strike Back," Robin mused, "We have HBO, but I don't suggest watching it after midnight. After midnight they seem to wear less clothing."
"Your mind just sent me some images that I definitely did not need to see," Raven stated, her eyes closed.
Robin shrugged, "These things happen."
Raven sighed. "Just pick something," she let a moment of silence pass, "but it better not be porn."
Robin laughed slightly as he changed the channel to watch a movie. It was The Others. "I've never seen this movie," he commented, "I've heard that it has a good twist though."
Raven opened one eye to glance at the screen. "The mother and the children are ghosts," she stated before shutting her eye again.
Robin stared at her. "Why'd you give away the ending?" he asked outraged.
She shrugged, "I'm not in the mood for a conversation."
He sighed and changed the channel. After flipping through all of the channels that their satellite could pick up (8,217 to be exact) twice, he finally settled on watching a marathon of music videos.
The music and images were infinitely calming and he could feel himself relaxing. He always got so worked up during battles, that it was hard for him to unwind. The lyrics became the only thing passing through his mind.
Suddenly Robin felt a weight on his shoulder and looked down to see Raven sleeping. She had fallen so that her head rested on his shoulder, her cheek against his skin. It was so comfortable that he didn't want to move. Her body was so warm.
He turned his head to look out the window, letting the music wash over him. The sky was dark, but brighter than the inside of the living room, where the TV provided the only muted light. Robin could feel Raven's breath rhythmically brush his skin and he could feel his own eyelids droop.
He stood up carefully, trying not to disturb Raven too much and he walked to the hall closet where they kept extra blankets. He pulled one out and walked back to where Raven was sleeping. She was now curled up on the edge of the sofa, her arm hanging off the side.
She looked so comfortable. Robin stood contemplating the scene in front of him for a moment and then shrugged. He settled in behind her on the sofa, putting an arm around her waist, pulling her back from the edge. She shifted in her sleep until her body fit the contours of his.
He settled the blanket over the top of them. The remote to the tv was perched on the arm of the sofa above him, and he turned the volume down even lower. Raven twisted in her sleep so she was facing him, her head and one hand inches away from his chest.
Robin closed his eyes, one last thought in his mind as he drifted off.
"Raven's going to kill me in the morning..."
There you go. Review please. What do you think? One shot or should I go further? Flames are welcome and will be used to keep my fingers warm so that I can type more.
