Hello everyone that has apparently decided to read my story. This is the
first time I have ever even tried to write something like this, so I can
almost guarantee it will not be up to the standard set by many other
writers (in other words, don't be surprised if it sucks). But what the
hell, you have to start somewhere right? Anyway, I've decided to make this
one a romance about Robin and Starfire. I chose this coupling because it is
my personal favorite from Teen Titans. Well, I should probably start the
story before you (the beloved reader) decide that I'm a moron and choose
not to read my little epic here. And with that here's the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans or any of the characters therein, but I do own any characters that I decide to create for this story of mine (if I actually make any).
It was hot. And quite frankly, the Titans didn't like it one bit. A huge heat wave had gripped the city for the past week, and it had many of its citizens taking refuge under fans, in large refrigerators, relaxing in bathtubs filled with ice water, and other generally cooling places. The friendly neighborhood Teen Titans were no exception either. Each of the titans had been doing their best to ward off heat stroke in their base of operations, thanking whatever gods there were that all the criminals thought it was way to hot to do any business, day or night.
Cyborg, not being a huge personal fan of being immersed in bodies of water due to his largely electronic physic, had created a large fan, capable of causing gale force winds, and sat under it almost 24\7. Beastboy, in a move that could only be described as surprisingly smart, spent most of his time as a fish, swimming around in a big glass of cold water, which he had to occasionally change, after it lost most of its coolness to the warmth of the living room he spent so much of his time playing video games in. Starfire and Raven had actually come to the similar conclusion of simply wearing less clothing, much to the appreciation of all males present. Starfire spent most of here time in a white tank-top, which, as most guys would agree, gave a generous helping of cleavage; her skimpy ensemble was completed by a pair of red shorts that gave and present audience a good view of her long, slender legs. Raven, being far more conservative than Star, decided to just lose her trusty cape and hood; though not a big change, it still cooled her off wonderfully. Finally, Robin took a similar approach to Starfire and Raven. He took to wearing baggy cargo shorts, and much to the notice of a certain female alien, simply ignoring the chore of clothing his upper body. And this is where we join the Titans, all of them sitting around in the living room, each employing their own methods of enduring the heat.
"Good god! It's even hotter today than it was yesterday! When is this torture going to end?" Robin exclaimed from his relaxed position on the couch before taking a quick glance at Starfire and all of her beauty. He had found himself doing this quite often as of late, even before the heat wave. He wasn't quite sure why, but he had recently found her beauty even more entrancing than before.
"I agree. The temperature has definitely risen from the already uncomfortably high levels of yesterday." As Starfire added her own thoughts to Robin's statement, she stole another glance of him. For some reason, she found it difficult to stop her eyes from wandering to his lightly muscled chest. She had been acting this way quite often lately, and she couldn't understand why, he wasn't any different than before, so why had she suddenly started to notice him more?
But before either of the scantily clad teens could attempt to decipher their current situation any further, Cyborg jumped up from his seat on the couch, narrowly avoiding hitting his partially metallic head on the tremendous fan above him.
"Hey, I have a great idea! Why don't we go to the beach tomorrow? We could cool off, and get out of this place for a while. So, what do ya guys think?"
"Sounds great Cy!" Beastboy yelled, changing back to his normal form after dramatically jumping from the glass of water that had been his home for the past hour or so.
"Good idea Cyborg," Robin added in a much more relaxed, though similarly excited tone. Suddenly, the picture of Starfire in a bikini came into his mind, and he became even more excited than before.
"Your idea sounds most ideal Cyborg! I'm sure we will have great fun!" Starfire said in as perky a tone as she could muster in spite of the exhaustion that the heat seemed to grip her with. As she said this, the image of Robin running down the beach toward her entered her heat-stricken mind. She decided to remain quiet about her little vision though, as she assumed it was caused by her exhaustion and the accursed heat.
"It sounds ok, but I believe you are forgetting the fact that many people will probably think the beach is a great idea too. I doubt that we will have the beach all to ourselves, if you know what I mean," Raven pointed out in her typical monotone voice, looking up from the book she had been silently reading up until this point.
"I don't think it will be too bad," Robin replied, "The beach is really big, and plus, if it's too crowded, we can go down the coast to another one, I really doubt all of them will be filled up."
"I agree with Robin," Starfire added reassuringly, "It will probably not be too difficult to find a beach that has room enough for us."
"It's a plan then!" Cyborg said proudly, happy that he had come up with such a good idea.
"Alright! The beach! This is going to be great!" Beastboy yelled happily before quickly falling over. "Wow, it's really hot out here. Well, I'm going back to my perfect little home! Bye!" Beast boy then jumped up over his glass of water, did a couple of flips, changed into a goldfish, and dove joyfully into the glass, or the place the glass was anyway.
"Hey! What did you do that for?" he demanded while setting a glare on Raven, who held his precious glass.
"Oh, no reason," Raven retorted with a small smirk resting on her face.
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Later that night, after dinner, Robin was collecting the dishes and putting them in the sink as everyone cleared out to go about their various late night activities, ranging from working on the car, to meditating in their room while burning cinnamon-scented candles (A\N: sorry if Raven is ooc, I just like her more this way), to playing video games in the living room. While he was absorbed with the repetitive nature of his work, Starfire approached him from behind and cleared her throat to gain his attention.
"Excuse me Robin, but would you like me assist you in the cleansing of the dishes?" she asked in a small and shaky voice.
"That's ok Star, I'll be ok by myself. You don't have to help me," Robin replied, treating her to one his stunning smiles.
"It's ok, I don't mind at all," she insisted.
"Alright, if you really want to, sure," Robin gave in, moving over slightly, allowing her to slide in beside him so that she could put the dishes in the washing machine after he rinsed them off and handed them to her.
They continued this process in silence for several minutes until Starfire spoke up.
"I am very excited about going to the beach tomorrow. I am glad Cyborg thought of it, it is sure to be a great deal of fun," Starfire mentioned, attempting to spark a conversation.
"Yeah, it will. It's nice to know that Cyborg is useful for something other than eating more than the rest of us combined."
"Yes, that is true," Starfire added, giggling lightly to herself.
A slight blush rose in Robin's face as he watched Starfire out of the corner of his mask. 'Damn she's cute when she laughs like that. I'll have to say funny stuff more often.' Suddenly, when he realized what he was thinking, he was jerked back to reality. 'Whoa, what was that? I guess the heat's just making me think strangely.' he rationalized. But, little did he know that it wasn't quite hot enough to make one delusional, but then again, Robin's no medical expert.
Once all of the dishes had been washed, the two of them looked at each other and smiled happily.
"Thanks Star," Robin began, "The work really went quicker with you helping."
"It was no trouble Robin, I am just glad that I could help you."
In response to Starfire's reply, Robin gave her another of his all- American smiles, and it caused her to go weak in the knees. 'Wow, he looks so handsome when he smiles like that. I'll have to remember to do more nice things for him.' Once the effects of Robin's smile had worn off, Starfire visibly winced. 'Wait, did I really think that? I must be tired to be thinking such things.' But, it wasn't the exhaustion that was causing her train of thought, little to her knowledge.
"Well, I think I'm going to call it a night Star, I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight," with that farewell, Robin stepped in the direction of his room with every intention of attempting to get some rest and remove the Tameranian beauty from his mind for a while, so that he could get said rest. But, as this cliché demands, he just so happened to step in a well placed puddle with the necessary force and angle of application to slip and fall directly atop Starfire, causing her to be pinned beneath his weight.
"Oh crap! I'm sorry Starfi ..." Robin started to say, but halted mid- sentence when he noticed the proximity of Starfire's face to his own. As he stared at the gorgeous alien below him, his eyes slowly trailed down to her lips. For the first time (and by no means last), he noticed how soft and unnervingly inviting they appeared. 'Wait, this is Star I'm thing this about, she just a friend and teammate.' Robin thought as he reluctantly pushed himself up to relieve Starfire of the burden of his weight.
As Robin lifted his body off of Starfire, she was having similar thoughts. 'Wow, I never realized how amazing he looks up close.' As she thought this, the more rational part of her mind spoke up. 'Hold on a second girl, do you realize who you are thinking about? He's one of your best friends and your teammate; you can't be thinking that kind of thing about him.' Once Starfire was forced back into reality by rationality, she was struck by the fact that Robin was no longer atop her and staring down into her emerald eyes through him mask, but instead, offering her a hand.
"Heh, sorry about that Star, I accidentally slipped on some spilled water. Are you ok?" Robin asked in a tranquil and caring tone.
Accepting his hand, she offered a quick, "Thank you Robin, I am fine. You are most kind," and after righting herself, left with some reluctance, wishing in the back of her mind that she could be back on the ground, with Robin above her, staring deeply into her eyes from behind the mysterious guise of his mask.
Once she had left, Robin set about the task of cleaning up the spilled water, and recovering from the awkward, though enjoyable moment he had just shared with the alien goddess. After he finished cleaning up, he retuned the mop to its proper resting place and retired to his room to get some well deserved sleep, and prepare for the trip to the beach the next day.
To Be Continued.....
Wow, that came out better than I thought it would. Well, here's the part where I beg you to leave a review of my undeserving story. So, please, please, please leave a review, or two, or three. Even if you didn't like it, flames are welcome, though ignored. If you can please give me something specific that you noticed that I can work on correcting while I work on the rest of the story. But, even if you can't please leave a review, it will bring a little happiness to my otherwise boring life, thanks.
So, until I post my next chapter, thanks for reading, and goodbye.
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans or any of the characters therein, but I do own any characters that I decide to create for this story of mine (if I actually make any).
It was hot. And quite frankly, the Titans didn't like it one bit. A huge heat wave had gripped the city for the past week, and it had many of its citizens taking refuge under fans, in large refrigerators, relaxing in bathtubs filled with ice water, and other generally cooling places. The friendly neighborhood Teen Titans were no exception either. Each of the titans had been doing their best to ward off heat stroke in their base of operations, thanking whatever gods there were that all the criminals thought it was way to hot to do any business, day or night.
Cyborg, not being a huge personal fan of being immersed in bodies of water due to his largely electronic physic, had created a large fan, capable of causing gale force winds, and sat under it almost 24\7. Beastboy, in a move that could only be described as surprisingly smart, spent most of his time as a fish, swimming around in a big glass of cold water, which he had to occasionally change, after it lost most of its coolness to the warmth of the living room he spent so much of his time playing video games in. Starfire and Raven had actually come to the similar conclusion of simply wearing less clothing, much to the appreciation of all males present. Starfire spent most of here time in a white tank-top, which, as most guys would agree, gave a generous helping of cleavage; her skimpy ensemble was completed by a pair of red shorts that gave and present audience a good view of her long, slender legs. Raven, being far more conservative than Star, decided to just lose her trusty cape and hood; though not a big change, it still cooled her off wonderfully. Finally, Robin took a similar approach to Starfire and Raven. He took to wearing baggy cargo shorts, and much to the notice of a certain female alien, simply ignoring the chore of clothing his upper body. And this is where we join the Titans, all of them sitting around in the living room, each employing their own methods of enduring the heat.
"Good god! It's even hotter today than it was yesterday! When is this torture going to end?" Robin exclaimed from his relaxed position on the couch before taking a quick glance at Starfire and all of her beauty. He had found himself doing this quite often as of late, even before the heat wave. He wasn't quite sure why, but he had recently found her beauty even more entrancing than before.
"I agree. The temperature has definitely risen from the already uncomfortably high levels of yesterday." As Starfire added her own thoughts to Robin's statement, she stole another glance of him. For some reason, she found it difficult to stop her eyes from wandering to his lightly muscled chest. She had been acting this way quite often lately, and she couldn't understand why, he wasn't any different than before, so why had she suddenly started to notice him more?
But before either of the scantily clad teens could attempt to decipher their current situation any further, Cyborg jumped up from his seat on the couch, narrowly avoiding hitting his partially metallic head on the tremendous fan above him.
"Hey, I have a great idea! Why don't we go to the beach tomorrow? We could cool off, and get out of this place for a while. So, what do ya guys think?"
"Sounds great Cy!" Beastboy yelled, changing back to his normal form after dramatically jumping from the glass of water that had been his home for the past hour or so.
"Good idea Cyborg," Robin added in a much more relaxed, though similarly excited tone. Suddenly, the picture of Starfire in a bikini came into his mind, and he became even more excited than before.
"Your idea sounds most ideal Cyborg! I'm sure we will have great fun!" Starfire said in as perky a tone as she could muster in spite of the exhaustion that the heat seemed to grip her with. As she said this, the image of Robin running down the beach toward her entered her heat-stricken mind. She decided to remain quiet about her little vision though, as she assumed it was caused by her exhaustion and the accursed heat.
"It sounds ok, but I believe you are forgetting the fact that many people will probably think the beach is a great idea too. I doubt that we will have the beach all to ourselves, if you know what I mean," Raven pointed out in her typical monotone voice, looking up from the book she had been silently reading up until this point.
"I don't think it will be too bad," Robin replied, "The beach is really big, and plus, if it's too crowded, we can go down the coast to another one, I really doubt all of them will be filled up."
"I agree with Robin," Starfire added reassuringly, "It will probably not be too difficult to find a beach that has room enough for us."
"It's a plan then!" Cyborg said proudly, happy that he had come up with such a good idea.
"Alright! The beach! This is going to be great!" Beastboy yelled happily before quickly falling over. "Wow, it's really hot out here. Well, I'm going back to my perfect little home! Bye!" Beast boy then jumped up over his glass of water, did a couple of flips, changed into a goldfish, and dove joyfully into the glass, or the place the glass was anyway.
"Hey! What did you do that for?" he demanded while setting a glare on Raven, who held his precious glass.
"Oh, no reason," Raven retorted with a small smirk resting on her face.
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Later that night, after dinner, Robin was collecting the dishes and putting them in the sink as everyone cleared out to go about their various late night activities, ranging from working on the car, to meditating in their room while burning cinnamon-scented candles (A\N: sorry if Raven is ooc, I just like her more this way), to playing video games in the living room. While he was absorbed with the repetitive nature of his work, Starfire approached him from behind and cleared her throat to gain his attention.
"Excuse me Robin, but would you like me assist you in the cleansing of the dishes?" she asked in a small and shaky voice.
"That's ok Star, I'll be ok by myself. You don't have to help me," Robin replied, treating her to one his stunning smiles.
"It's ok, I don't mind at all," she insisted.
"Alright, if you really want to, sure," Robin gave in, moving over slightly, allowing her to slide in beside him so that she could put the dishes in the washing machine after he rinsed them off and handed them to her.
They continued this process in silence for several minutes until Starfire spoke up.
"I am very excited about going to the beach tomorrow. I am glad Cyborg thought of it, it is sure to be a great deal of fun," Starfire mentioned, attempting to spark a conversation.
"Yeah, it will. It's nice to know that Cyborg is useful for something other than eating more than the rest of us combined."
"Yes, that is true," Starfire added, giggling lightly to herself.
A slight blush rose in Robin's face as he watched Starfire out of the corner of his mask. 'Damn she's cute when she laughs like that. I'll have to say funny stuff more often.' Suddenly, when he realized what he was thinking, he was jerked back to reality. 'Whoa, what was that? I guess the heat's just making me think strangely.' he rationalized. But, little did he know that it wasn't quite hot enough to make one delusional, but then again, Robin's no medical expert.
Once all of the dishes had been washed, the two of them looked at each other and smiled happily.
"Thanks Star," Robin began, "The work really went quicker with you helping."
"It was no trouble Robin, I am just glad that I could help you."
In response to Starfire's reply, Robin gave her another of his all- American smiles, and it caused her to go weak in the knees. 'Wow, he looks so handsome when he smiles like that. I'll have to remember to do more nice things for him.' Once the effects of Robin's smile had worn off, Starfire visibly winced. 'Wait, did I really think that? I must be tired to be thinking such things.' But, it wasn't the exhaustion that was causing her train of thought, little to her knowledge.
"Well, I think I'm going to call it a night Star, I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight," with that farewell, Robin stepped in the direction of his room with every intention of attempting to get some rest and remove the Tameranian beauty from his mind for a while, so that he could get said rest. But, as this cliché demands, he just so happened to step in a well placed puddle with the necessary force and angle of application to slip and fall directly atop Starfire, causing her to be pinned beneath his weight.
"Oh crap! I'm sorry Starfi ..." Robin started to say, but halted mid- sentence when he noticed the proximity of Starfire's face to his own. As he stared at the gorgeous alien below him, his eyes slowly trailed down to her lips. For the first time (and by no means last), he noticed how soft and unnervingly inviting they appeared. 'Wait, this is Star I'm thing this about, she just a friend and teammate.' Robin thought as he reluctantly pushed himself up to relieve Starfire of the burden of his weight.
As Robin lifted his body off of Starfire, she was having similar thoughts. 'Wow, I never realized how amazing he looks up close.' As she thought this, the more rational part of her mind spoke up. 'Hold on a second girl, do you realize who you are thinking about? He's one of your best friends and your teammate; you can't be thinking that kind of thing about him.' Once Starfire was forced back into reality by rationality, she was struck by the fact that Robin was no longer atop her and staring down into her emerald eyes through him mask, but instead, offering her a hand.
"Heh, sorry about that Star, I accidentally slipped on some spilled water. Are you ok?" Robin asked in a tranquil and caring tone.
Accepting his hand, she offered a quick, "Thank you Robin, I am fine. You are most kind," and after righting herself, left with some reluctance, wishing in the back of her mind that she could be back on the ground, with Robin above her, staring deeply into her eyes from behind the mysterious guise of his mask.
Once she had left, Robin set about the task of cleaning up the spilled water, and recovering from the awkward, though enjoyable moment he had just shared with the alien goddess. After he finished cleaning up, he retuned the mop to its proper resting place and retired to his room to get some well deserved sleep, and prepare for the trip to the beach the next day.
To Be Continued.....
Wow, that came out better than I thought it would. Well, here's the part where I beg you to leave a review of my undeserving story. So, please, please, please leave a review, or two, or three. Even if you didn't like it, flames are welcome, though ignored. If you can please give me something specific that you noticed that I can work on correcting while I work on the rest of the story. But, even if you can't please leave a review, it will bring a little happiness to my otherwise boring life, thanks.
So, until I post my next chapter, thanks for reading, and goodbye.