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A/N: Don't have much to say on this except that I'm going to watch the show all over again because it is what my heart desires! XD

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Starfire was tired. They'd just had another bland encounter with a bunch of thugs in a back alley of Jump City, and the rest of the Titans were at the Tower, resting. She was standing on the roof, gulping in cold breaths of December air. The sun had already gone down, and snow was going to fall soon. She lifted herself off the ground, needing space. The thugs had had deadly weaponry in their possession, and the team had taken a beating because of the missing info they had failed to get. She flew over the city, thankful that she was alone and in peace for a few moments. She found a building close to the ground far below her and dipped low in the air and landed on the cement roof as snow began to fall around her. She shivered, but it felt nice. Refreshing. She sat down on the edge carefully, watching for ice and letting her legs dangle over the edge.

She sighed, watching her breath fog up in the darkness. No one was telling her who she should or shouldn't hit with her energy beams. No one was getting pestered by criminals. It was a moment of peace, a moment she knew wouldn't last for long. She watched the activity down below her: a truck had pulled to a stop in front of an old warehouse across from her. She knew what was in there: lots of explosives and lots of money.

Her eyes widened when she saw Red X and Slade get out of the truck and head towards the entrance. Slade went in first, but Red X didn't follow right away. She made no move to stop them. It was all fake money anyway. She was just so tired to struggling to bring bad guys down and getting beaten half the time that she didn't stand up and make her presence known, like Beast Boy would have, like she should have, but she didn't.

Red X turned around and she knew she'd been spotted. She tensed, ready for a fight, feeling his eyes wander over her.

Red X was trying to figure out what she was up to. If this was a trap or not. If she was spying on him for a reason. But when she only smiled shyly and did nothing but wave a little, he knew that she wasn't going to tell. As he entered the warehouse, questions involving the alien across the street running through his head as he helped Slade move money and explosives into the back of truck. What was she here for, to join them? No, not likely. Spying and fighting were out of the question. So what was her deal?

He did not tell Slade, though. He got into the truck, his eyes trained on the teen as they drove off.

When they were out of sight, Starfire relaxed. She was confused with herself. Why hadn't she done something? And why had she waved? They weren't friends.

Weren't supposed to be. Weren't ever going to be.

She didn't believe that, though, Maybe, she thought, not being able to stop herself, just maybe he wasn't a selfish jerk who loved to annoy Robin.

Oh, boy, she thought. This couldn't be good. She stood up and headed back towards the Tower, ready to go to bed.

The next week, she was sitting on a different building's rooftop, sitting on an overhang. She'd brought a jacket this time: she didn't like Earth-made jackets, but what could you do when it was Christmas Eve?

The rest of the team was asleep: she'd made sure of that before leaving. It was almost midnight. All the decorations amused her, but she was too tired to really care. She wanted to go to sleep, but liked the fresh air. It felt good and clean in her lungs.

"Nice night?" an all too familiar voice asked from behind. She jumped into the air and turned herself around, fists clenched, to find Red X standing a few feet away from her. She could hear the smirk in his voice.

She relaxed slightly and let her feet touch the ground. He was surprised at this. "You're not going to hit me with one of those lasers of yours?" he asked her, sounding amused. She shook her head at him, turned around, and sat back down, her eyes dancing with the reflections of twinkling Christmas lights. She tensed for only a moment when he sat down next to her, and relaxed.

There would be no fighting.

"What does it all mean?" she asked, already knowing the answer, but was always awed how people celebrated things, as she gestured to the lights.

"Christmas?" X asked her. "It's when kids are good and they get presents, and it's also when people ought to get vacations." His answer was similar to the others' she'd asked, but it made enough sense for her not to go into the matter further.

She nodded, gazing thoughtfully out as a car full of laughter sped by beneath her.

"So how come you haven't demanded what I've been up to?" he asked her. She glanced at him, and she knew he was looking at her.

Still smirking, she thought. She had come to know when he, and only he, was smirking under that mask of his.

"Because I am tired," she answered honestly, "and I've heard that this is the time of year we're supposed to be nice to one another?"

He laughed. "You got that part down."

"So, why are sitting with me?" she asked him curiously. They should be fighting, but they aren't. Neither of them knew why, and neither of them really cared. It was just nice to simply sit and talk.

Why didn't they do this more often?

"Because I can," he said, "and since you aren't kicking my butt, I think it's safe to ask why you're tolerating my sitting next to you?" he chuckled. She rolled her eyes at him.

"I was here first," she stated. Beast Boy had said that so many times, and she had waited for an oppertune time to say something like that, in its proper enviroment. If one could even word it like that.

She knew he was raising an eyebrow at her.

"Starfire?" he asked, "have you ever gotten a present?"

She blinked, facing him fully now. "No," she said honestly, "why?"

His hands went to his head, and he slowly pulled off his mask. She gasped. A boy, who looked so much like Robin, had been underneath the mask the entire time. He had dark, disheveled hair. His bold green eyes held laughter. Indeed, he was smirking still.

And as much as she hated to admit it, he was good-looking.

What would Robin think of her if he was with them now? What would happen if the team knew where she was, talking normally with Red X, of all people? It wasn't as if he was Slade, though.

"Why did you...?"

He grinned at her. "This is present number one."

Her eyes went wide. Only number one? What was going on here? Sure, she had been on Earth long enough to love the holidays, but she herself had never recieved anything except from the team.

And Red X wasn't the team.

"Your second present, and you have to promise to tell anyone of this night," he said. She nodded. Knowing she'd keep her promise, he smirked again. She liked him that way, she realized.

Was there something wrong with her?

"My name is Jason."

She smile suddenly. "The name suits you," she said, "you can call me Kori. Robin says I should have a nickname."

He grinned. "Cool. Okay, last one."

Before she knew what was happening, he had pulled her into a hug that she responded to.

Yes, there was something very wrong with her.

He pulled away and helped her to her feet, smirking. She liked his eyes. "Thank you," she said, not knowing what else to say.

"As far as the rest know," he said, putting his mask back on as the clock tower , "this never happened. Merry Christmas, Kori!"

With that, he left her alone on the roof.

Starfire, of course, was confused. She had let X...no, Jason, hug her. He had told her his name, shown him her face.

If that wasn't strange enough, she found that she was beginning to like him.

She lifted herself up into the air and began flying back home, her eyelids growing heavy.

The next time they would fight, she would still feel him smirking at her.

Out of all her Christmases on Earth, this one had to be the best, even if only the two of them would know about it.

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