A/N: Hi! I felt like taking up a new writing prompt... And voila! I discovered the alphabet challenge! I decided a series of intense, cute, and quirky one-shots would be fun to write. The ratings will vary, but the shippings will remain the same... probably. They'll appear in different chapters, but I'm mainly: Robstar, BBRae, CyBee, Jerikole, AquaTerra, CheshRoy, ArgentxHot Spot, and GizmoxMelvin. But hey, anything can happen ;) Anywho, enjoy! R & R, please! Flames are for marshmallows!

A is for… Aqualad!

Rating: T

Genre: Angst/Romance

Pairings: AquaTerra

I lounge in the ocean, lazily floating on my back. As I gaze at the starry black sky above me, something abruptly splashes into the equally black waters. Skinny, tan arms break though the surface, waving frantically. A head emerges soon after. I can tell it was a girl, but the long, blonde hair plastering to her face is the only give away. Her face is completely hidden, except for her mouth, which is in a petrified "o" shape.

"AQUALAD!" The girl screeches, her voice oddly familiar. As I quickly swim over to her, she nimbly brushes her hair from her face with thin fingers, revealing round, blue eyes.

The girl is Terra.

I swim with a new speed, a new determination, driven by the startling fact that Terra can't swim.

I paddle to her, and just as I reach my hand out to her shaking body, she submerges under the dark waves. Accompanied by fear, I dunk under the water and blindly grope for something.

Anything.

Since it is the dead of night, it is impossible to see anything, let alone find anything. I'm relying completely on instinct and hearing.

"Terra!" I scream, in hopes she'll hear me and follow my voice. Alas, there was no response. I keep swimming and swimming, reaching and reaching. A minute passes.

2.

If she's under any longer, she'll drown, if she hasn't drowned already. Nevertheless, I continue my search tenaciously. My hand brushes against skin. I ferociously grab her small, limp body and hastily speed to the shore. I break through the water, holding her bridal style. I see her lifeless, weak body in the moonlight. Her face is nothing more than a silhouette, tucked between her legs. I gently lift up her head. Her face was frozen with a terrified, pain-stricken expression. I put my ear to her chest, but find no sound.

No heartbeat.

Tears threaten to spill out of my black eyes as I rush towards shore, her in my arms. Dashing into the tower, I rush upstairs. I burst into the living room, where my team causally engages in their independent activities. Mas and Menos are plopped on the couch, watching a Spanish flick. Speedy's making himself a sandwich, and Bumblebee flips through Tiger Beat. This nonchalant scene pushed me over the edge for whatever reason, and I broke down in tears. My friends look over quizzically at their usually stone-faced teammate before gasping and rushing over to help.

"T- T- Terra," I manage between sobs. "Sh- She- She's dead! And it's my fault! I didn't swim f-f-fast enough! I cou-cou-,

"I could've saved her!"

I lay her lifeless body in front of me, hot tears searing my skin. My cries don't ease up, but I lean in to kiss her. I always have wanted to; I've always had a crush on the blonde girl whose specialty is the opposite of the element I focus on. I gently put my lips onto hers, and as I do, I swallow an abundance of water. I don't care though. I'd drink the 7 seas for the love of my life.

My hope had drained. I knew she was dead, and I couldn't do anything about it. As I turn away from her corpse, I hear a faint coughing. The coughing grows louder, louder, louder… And I turn around, a newfound hope swelling in my heart. Terra's "dead" body convulses violently for a couple of seconds. Her eyes blink open, and before anyone can say anything, she engulfs me in an air-tight hug. Instinctively, I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her, utterly elated to feel her smile against my lips.