Okay Spaqua story, will be a one shot unless it is asked to be continued. So just a little thing, Speedy/Roy POV I guess. Not the greatest thing ever written, just some incomplete thoughts I wanted to get down.

SPAQUA FOREVER!

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Drown Me

It was hard to imagine that they were now teammates. Especially after their less then pleasant first encounter. Of course that was only supposed in good fun, just a challenge for young supers. Even if it was a trap. But Speedy could never get over that he almost lost, and Aqualad couldn't seem to forgive him for what he considered "A cheap shot".

Speedy often wondered what would have happened he they hadn't been pitted against each other. If he battled Robin first, lost to the boy wonder, and if Aqualad had fought HotSpot. They wouldn't have met. Not until the formation of the Titans East. Perhaps seen each other briefly, but wouldn't have conversed, and there wouldn't have been a chance for the slight animosity between them to have formed.

But it was there. The unfaded anger from their first fight had overflowed into their frienemy relationship. Aqualad would make fun of him. Taunt him, for being mistaken for Robin, comment snidely on his obsessive attitude towards his hair. And in response Speedy would purchase fish tacos, eat seafood, and insult him with as many ocean based names as possible.

They were the sun and the moon. Roy was fierce, powerful, and at times, unforgiving. But had the ability to be warm and hope inspiring. Garth was graceful and tranquil, but held the power to incite an ominous fear. A quality of unknowing darkness, like the secrets he kept buried away. But as different as they were, no matter their orbital patters, there were moments when they eclipsed.

They had a cohesive strength when they fought together. A level of understanding and predicting of each other's moves. How Aqualad would do certain maneuvers depending on which arrows Speedy had available, or how Speedy knew the exact moment to fire by the slight tilt of Aqualad's hands. When they fought they were as in tune as Mas y Menos. Bee would command the plans, but the execution was all them.

But time passed, and Speedy changed. Aqualad's taunting came off less and less contemptuous, and much more playful. And the witty comebacks Speedy had so often been able to throw on a whim, were difficult to say. Fish taco's were losing their desirability. The flavor turned dull in his mouth, and the thought of sushi began to make his stomach turn. And suddenly they could watch a movie with fighting over which one, or who got the remote, or who would make popcorn.

They had conversations without yelling. They could all eat dinner without a single mean word spoken. They laughed, and learned about each other. Talked about the important things, their lives before the Titans. Roy talked about Ollie, his addictions, how felt when Ollie told him that he couldn't be responsible for him anymore, not if that's what he was going to be doing. Roy shared stories about Atlantis, and why he wasn't there now, how he was banished.

But it began to make Speedy uneasy. How comfortable is becoming with Aqualad. How he looked forward to spending time with him. How warm and giddy he felt when it was just the two of them. But worse than that, he had begun to see Aqualad the way he had once seen Raven, Starfire, Bee, even Jinx. He saw grace and beauty and flat out attractiveness. Which meant on some level, he was attracted to Aqualad.

It was one of the teams lazy days. The alarms weren't going off, Speedy had just finished a training session and had wondered into the living room to find Aqualad drifting lazily under the surface of the water. On impulse, Speedy jumped into the water, taking Aqualad by surprise. He latched onto his torso, and they tumbled ungraciously in the water before Aqualad forced them up to the surface.

"Roy, what on earth?" Garth gasped in surprise

"I was thinking, about when we first met," He said treading water.

"Yeah? You and your Ice Arrow cheap shot?" Garth questioned in good humor. His eyebrow arched playfully.

"Sort of," Roy responded, swimming forward, forcing Garth towards the wall of the pool.

"Then what were you thinking about?" Garth asked, a nervous edge creeping into his voice.

"When you had your hands on my face," Roy said, placing his hands on Garth's face for emphasis. "And you were drowning me?"

"Yeah..." Garth agreed uncertainly, his eyes getting wide.

"I kinda of wish you had...Done something else."

"I don't understand," Garth said confused.

Roy simply gave a throaty chuckle and pressed a hard kiss to Garth's damp and salty lips.

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Okay so maybe more, or this could be it, let me know