Okay, So this is my first fanfic (yay!) Go head and read but be nice!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans...or, unfortunately, Very Sexy Beast Boy (lol)

So here goes nothing...Ladies and Gents, I give you...Jinxed!

"…It seems as if no matter what, you can't have the thing you crave most. At first it actually seems impossible to find out exactly what that thing is. But when you do, it's always out of reach. I mean it's either that, or I'm just afraid to reach out and grab it. Is it fear? It couldn't be fear though…I fear nothing. Then what is this feeling I get? Is it embarrassment? It shouldn't be because this is nothing to be embarrassed about. After all, it is just a little crush…right? (Sigh) Wrong, Raven. I know it's not. I know it's far beyond this high school emotion. Maybe it IS fear. Maybe I'm afraid of what he'll say; what he'll think. Maybe I'm just so filled with pride that I'd NEVER admit it (this "crush" I mean). But I've realized that you can't hide behind what frightens you the most. So I won't let fear consume me. I'm better than that. I know I'd never let this pass my lips…until now. This is more than a crush…this indulging emotion that's taking me over is lov---…"

A book flew across the room, knocking over her lamp that fell and knocked over the hot cup of tea she had been savoring for the past half hour. Closing her eyes in frustration, she shut the diary and fixed her lamp back in place. She slid off her bed and began picking up the broken pieces of the cup and held out her hand, allowing her black power to surround the towel at the edge of her bed and bring it to her. She started wiping up the spilled tea and began to slightly smile. She remembered why she actually cherished this tea more than any of the 1000 cups she'd ever had…

One Hour Ago

"Rae, you okay in there? You been in your room like all day."

"I'm fine Beast Boy. Now go away."

"Are you sure? Do you need somebody to play with? Cuz you know I got TONS of games! We could start with Connect Four and when I beat you in that, I could destroy you in Soul Caliber 3. Then maybe we could get into Monopoly. You can be the car this time. And how bout…ummm…Uno! Yea Uno is the ultimate cheer-up game too. Maybe after that we could…"

"I said I'm fine. Now could you please go away?"

"But I wanna play." He whined.

"Okay Beast Boy. I've got a game we could play." She said in her monotone voice.

Beast Boy smiled and wondered what it could possibly be. A chance to spend time with Raven is all he really wanted.

"REALLY?!? What is it?

"It's called 'Get Away From My Door Or You'll Have To Live In The Medical Wing For The Rest Of Your Miserable Little God Forsaken Life Because I Will Tear You Limb From Limb'."

"Cool! How do you pla…Hey wait a minute. That doesn't sound like a very nice game dude."

He waited for Raven's reply, but found none. He pouted, lip out and all, and planted a frown on his face. Just as he was about to give up all hope, he got an idea. With a light bulb above his head and an ear-to-ear gin, he swiftly flew down the stairs and prepared a nice hot cup of green tea ("Her favorite." He thought). Beast Boy wasn't a real tea drinker, but today, he just had a craving for it which seemed to be out of the clear blue sky. He was sure Raven wouldn't mind if he 'stole' a bag for himself. So, he quickly fixed himself a cup and continued on his mission.

He ever so carefully crept back up the flight of stairs to the Goth's room. He then set down the china cup and plate and started to say something obnoxious to get her attention. He stopped himself and quickly changed his mind as he pulled out a black ballpoint pen from his small pocket. He then scribbled something on the tag of the tea bag, scratched it out because of the lowercase 'r' that should have been capitalized, and replaced it with the right letter. As soon as he finished, he rapped at the door 3 times, causing a very annoyed Raven to get up and crack open the door with fire in her eyes.

"I THOUGHT I TOLD You to…" she calmed down almost immediately when she realized no one was there to hear her angered voice.

"Beast Boy?" she asked in all curiousness. She rolled her eyes and proceeded to shut her door when her foot tapped the edged of the cup on the floor. She looked questioningly at the steaming cup wondering how this got there at all. Stepping partially out of the darkness of her room, she looked to the left and then to the right. When she was certain that nobody was there, she stooped down and gently picked up the hot tea and plate. Without a moments hesitation she slid the door closed.

As she turned to put the cup down on her nightstand, she noticed the sloppy but legible writing on the tag. She took a closer look and read the inscription:

'Raven,

Hope this game is good enough 4 u 2 play…"

Raven chuckled and sat on the edge of her bed.

"This isn't a game, but I like how you play," she said, commenting on Beast Boy.

As those words come out of her mouth, a little fly on the outside of her door plunged onto the carpet. Fortunately, this fly was green, with a small annoying voice, and little hearts in his eyes. Beast Boy realized that if he kept 'playing' for a while, he just might win what he wants the most---The Heart of Raven Roth.

End of Flashback

Raven was smiling. As a matter of fact, cheesing at the memory of the entire Green Tea Extravaganza. At first she didn't notice, but it then became very obvious when she looked above her head to see 50 percent of her belongings floating about her room at their own pace. Quickly, she diluted her happiness and watched everything fall to the ground. Raven put her head down in angst knowing deep within her heart she couldn't possibly control her powers with this bottled up inside of her. And although she feared nothing, she was afraid of what he would think.

She cleaned up her room trying not to think about Beast Boy. (Of course she didn't feel like cleaning an entire room all over again). Raven needed some time to get her thoughts together. She decided to meditate to take this all off her mind…

"Azarath…Metrion…Zinthos.

Azarath…Metrion…Zinthos.

Azarath Metr--…"

A knock at her window disrupted her process. "Who's there?" she asked fiercely. Gently placing her feet back on the ground, she took a step closer to the window. "Show yourself!" she said, this time more demanding.

When no answer came, she became tired of playing games with this mysterious person and pulled back the blinds only to come eye to eye with…

Yea a cliffie at the end of the first chapter. (And the crowd goes wild ) this is my first fan fic so do me a favor and R&R. Be nice! Lol. And I'll probably update every week or so. So if it's like Monday and u look on here Thursday and there's no 2nd chapter, don't worry, It'll probably be there on like Saturday or Sunday okay? Lotz Of Love!

-Bianca