Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN TEEN TITANS!
Clueless
Prologue:
Seventeen-year-old Raven sat on the couch, her book in her hand but her mind on the incessant noise coming from the people next to her and their game. The Teen Titans had all grown, but apparently, not matured at all. Raven now had shoulder-length violet hair and had grown maybe half a foot. She now wore hip-hugging black pants that flared slightly at the bottom, the same belt, a navy tank top, her trademark cloak (now black) and the same black boots.
"NO WAY, DUDE!" Eighteen-year-old Beast Boy screamed his emerald eyes wide, as he watched the blue car on the screen by-pass his own green one. "YOU SO CHEATED! HOW DID YOU GET BY ME!" Beast Boy was taller than Raven by about a foot. He had exchanged his spandex for a dark green sleeveless shirt that showed off his more muscular frame and black baggy pants, with black shoes and gloves.
"OH YEAH, BOOYAH! EAT MY DUST GREEN MAN!" Cyborg yelled a maniacal grin on his face. Cy had barely changed at all. He was still an inch taller than BB, and he had upgraded his abilities. None-the-less he still looked the same. A vein appeared on Raven's forehead.
"Will… you… two… just…" Black energy wrapped itself around the gamestation and its controllers. "SHUT UP!" the gamestation was ripped from the wall, tied up with its wires and controllers then flung out the open window. Both Cyborg and Beast Boy sat in the exact same position, hands gripped around air, staring numbly at the suddenly blank screen, a sweat drop falling slowly down their faces.
"RAVEN!"
Elsewhere in the tower:
Nineteen-year-old Nightwing was now full time with the Titans, having "finally stepped out from Batman's shadow" as he put it. (A/N: He looks exactly like Nightwing from when Star went to the future) He was in the gym, pounding on a punching bag and trying not to think about a certain red-haired, gorgeous lady alien who he knew to be on the roof…
On the roof:
Eighteen-year-old Starfire stood on the roof and gazed at the sunset, her waist-length hair blowing out behind her. She wore a strapless purple dress that accented her curves and ended mid-thigh. The middle was mesh purple and one could just see her belly button. Her boots came up to her knees. She sighed, her jade eyes sad as she thought about a certain dark-haired martial-artist she thought she could never have…
Or so she thought…
Review! My first TT fanfic. Flames accepted, but please, not about the pairing. I respect your opinion, please respect mine. Gracias!