Yayyy! Second story. I know I haven't finished my Avatar story, but it's on my computer (I'm using my Dad's for this) and it's in the shop. I set it after 'GO!' because I wondered how they got together as the episode ended, so I used my own version. Please review! I intended to make it a oneshot, but I decided not to.
There is total Robin x Starfire, but not the extreme make out sessions and love confessions I see in the others. This was set after 'GO!', and, as it is plainly obvious, there is none of that in any of the episodes. I'm kind of losing myself as I'm trying to explain this, so I'm going to stop before I give myself a headache. This is one of the only stories that don't have to do with my four other characters (See my profile), so enjoy it while it lasts. Lol, just messing with you. Or am I? Unsure. -twitch-
There is also a small hint at the Raven-BB relationship, but again, very, very subtle. And it's mostly BB wanting Raven, and Raven doing her best to push him away.
I do not own Teen Titans or any of that blah blah blah blah. Not that it wouldn't be cool, because then I'd totally move somethings around. Ah well. Enjoy!
She wouldn't leave his mind.
She was there, lingering in every corner of his thoughts. That hazed over smile, the strange, though eccentrically magnificent, eyes, the orange-tinted skin, the –
No. He wouldn't let his thoughts stray to her. He had left Batman to train solo; he wasn't looking for anything near company. But she kept coming back, the feel of her soft lips against his chapped own, and the one last look she gave them before she left the small uninhabited island, flying off into the sunset.
He groaned. Now he was beginning to sound like a greeting card. This wasn't what he wanted. He wanted to be on his own, to be strong on his own. He didn't want to be recognized as the kid who followed Batman. He didn't want conversations about him to go somewhere along the lines of:
"I heard Batman and Robin stopped the bank robbery yesterday."
"Who? I know who Batman is, but…?"
"Robin's the kid who tags along with Batman. You know, spiky hair, slit-eye mask…"
"Oh, right. Him."
He blinked as hard as he could and pushed away the last conversation he'd heard before leaving Gotham. His youth received him no respect. His greatest fear was that he'd forever be known as the boy who followed Batman around.
He ran his mask-covered eyes over the walls of his temporary home; a cave, just outside of Jump City. It was scattered with various necessities, hardly a suitable home for a teenage crime-fighter. An alarm rang through his ears, almost suddenly, but a part of him was expecting it. He scampered over towards the large-screen computer with an electronic map of the city on it, nearly tripping over a rock in the middle of the cave. With one photographic-memory glance at the screen, he wasted no time in darting out of the cave and towards the busy city.
On his way into Jump, he just then recalled that they had been assisted by others. There had been three, if memory served. A tall black man, maybe a year older then Robin, strongly built, had at first hidden under his bulky clothes. In a fit of rage, he tore of his hood to reveal his half-mechanical face, but Robin thought he was more shocked then we were; we didn't run or scream. Robin smirked a bit; he knew that being a cyborg was no walk in the park, but he had seen worse. Maybe that was why he wasn't intimidated by him.
The other boy was short for his age, and wore a purple cover over his upper face that resembled a wrestling mask, which made him look younger then he really was. He had a Doom Patrol uniform; the famed purple and black jumpsuits. Later, he had removed his mask after being pointed out that he could have no secret identity; he was green, by one of us. I think it was the other girl with us. It was clear that he idolized Robin, and constantly called him 'sir', despite Robin's protest. Once the mask was off, it was clear that the mask had made him look younger. He had a broad chin, with one canine tooth peeking out over the top of his lower jaw. His ears were pointed, slightly resembling those of an elf. His eyes were a startlingly beautiful emerald green. He had a handsome face, despite the fact he was green.
The last of them was a girl, medium height. Most of her body was hidden under a large blue cloak; only her lower face could be seen. A pair of dark violet eyes struck out from her shadowed upper features. When she later removed the hood, it was clear she was pretty, though not in a modern fashion way like Starfire would be. She had deathly pale skin and violet hair. At her forehead rested a red gem. She was fairly silent during most of the battle, murmuring only three words. It was clear she was lonely, afraid of friendship. She was hesitant on talking with us, but I think she warmed up a bit once the scaled aliens had left in defeat.
And then there was Starfire…Beautiful, beautiful Starfire. She was different looking then most girls he had thought about before in that way, but then again, so was he. Sure, he was human, but his expert agility and witty detective skills put him above the normal line. She slowly and almost regretfully left his mind as he entered the city.
He was out of breath. Despite his great shape, the run into the city was a long one.
Remind myself to get some transportation, He thought between breaths. After taking a few resting seconds, he prepared himself for whatever battle was coming.
To his obvious surprise, the villains had already been rounded and tied up. There were three, around Robin's own age. The only female had pink hair the color of cotton candy and cat-like eyes. The next was a brute, tall and all muscle. This much was clear as his expression was dumbfounded; obviously confused that he could not break free from his restraints. The last was completely the opposite then the lug. He was about the size of a five year old, bald, and grumbling and cursing repeatedly. Standing next to the teenage criminals, were the three from the other day. He hopefully scanned them for Starfire, but she was no where to be seen. The dark girl floated towards him as the police heaved the wannabe bank robbers into the police vehicle, and nodded approvingly. As her feet touched the ground, she let her hood fall to her shoulders.
"I'm Raven," She introduced, in a voice so monotone it made even Robin shudder. She had been almost equally cold the previous night, so he was already halfway used to it.
"Robin," He returned. He turned his head towards the two boys expectantly. "And you?"
The green skinned boy lit up completely, and was at Robin's side before he could blink. "Me, Sir?" He said with a grin so wide, if he smiled any more, it would stretched off his face.
Robin twitched ever so slightly and inched away. "Err, yeah. You're from the Doom Patrol, right?"
"Sure am! I kinda left though. Name's Beast Boy," He said happily, aiming a smile at the solemn-faced Raven, who looked to the cyborg, who was still in the large sweatshirt and pants.
His voice was gruff, almost saddened. "I'm Vic-Cyborg," He grumbled, not daring to look anyone in the eye.
"Not very original, are we?" Beast Boy asked, chuckling at his own joke. Even Raven allowed the smallest of smiles.
Wrong move, Cyborg thought, his vein pulsing.
"I didn't ask for this, okay? Look at me!" He yelled. His mechanical legs wobbled (Is that possible…? I wasn't sure how to really describe this) and he fell to the ground, sobbing.
Raven's small smirk quickly vanished. She hovered over to him and put a comforting arm around his shoulder. A small metal safe was absorbed in black light and hovered in the air. Seeing this, Raven quickly let go and offered him a hand up. The safe immediately was released and fell to the ground with a thud.
Beast Boy looked at her in awe. "Did you do that?"
Raven nodded. "I'm a complicated person," She said quickly. She turned on her heel and began walking towards the shadows of a nearby building. "This is wrong, I should go. I don't deserve company," She added before leaving. The last line was muttered under her breath, and only Beast Boy, with his animal-senses hearing, caught it.
By the time she had disappeared into her own shadows, Cyborg had regained himself and was struggling to look as though he hadn't broken down. His one human eye was blotchy and red, and his robotic eye even looked heavy.
"I should get going," Cyborg said quietly, pulling up his hood and walking in the opposite direction Raven headed, thus leaving Robin and Beast Boy alone at the torn up bank. The clean up crew had begun to move into action, and Beast Boy was looking up at Robin expectantly.
"What now?" He asked, twitching his ears around a bit.
"I guess I'll go too, see if there's any trouble around town," He replied.
"Oh, okay. Maybe I'll see you around, then." Beast Boy's voice was sad, and his head was hung. But when he looked up, Robin had already gone.
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