AN: My first actual foray into the Titans Fandom, this little one shot sort of wrote itself, leaving me very curious as to where it was going. I would be happy to extend it into a short series if people want it, but for now I'm working on Oathbreaker, Well, This is Different, and something I haven't published yet but am working towards called Harry Potter and the Mirror Erised. Anyways, hope you enjoy.

Wow, this is surprisingly doing well. Alright, since someone has already so graciously asked me to make more, I'm working on another oneshot. Maybe I'll even make a more.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans, obviously.

Sometimes I disagreed, just to hear you scream. You were right, but I needed you to give emotion back to me. - Bōsōzoku Symphonic, Area 11

Sipping his coffee, Robin leaned back into the sofa. As he sank deep into the cushions, he couldn't help but think about how much he loved his job. It was interesting, the pay was good, and he was consempated well for all the health and safety risks- aw, who was he kidding? The gratitude of Jump City's citizens was all he truly needed. That, and his good friends.

Cyborg was probably off tinkering with his baby in the garage. Doesn't matter that he has nothing new to add to it, it's just part of his morning routine. Just like Robin and his coffee. Hmm, coffee. This new blend is really good, need to remember to buy it again next time. Or just add it to the list and hope that whoever's turn it is to get the groceries doesn't mess up. And if they do, Robin doesn't mind trying new coffee blends, after all, that's how he found this one. Well, he doesn't mind trying them as long as it wasn't Starfire that picked the blend.

Starfire, the beautiful alien princess, was floating around happily in the kitchen, creating some sort of strange concoction with mustard, relish, pomegranate, healthy amounts of cheese and... was that octopus? Well, whatever she was making, it would probably taste absolutely awful, and Raven would have to teleport it off all their plates when Star wasn't looking just like every other time. Oh, no, thank goodness, it's for Silky. And off she goes to give her little Bumgorf his breakfast.

Raven herself was also in the ops/living room, meditating by the windows overlooking the bay. Cyborg had told him the story of when he and Beast Boy got sucked into Raven's head, but Robin wasn't quite sure if he believed him, or if Cyborg was just pulling his leg. It sounded so surreal, a happy Raven wearing pink, but Raven neither confirmed nor denied his claims, giving them some credence. A prank like that isn't really her style. Well, no prank is her style, but the point still stands.

As for Beast Boy... Robin wasn't quite sure whether he wanted to know what he was doing. Robin knew he was awake because he had entered the ops room earlier, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. The second he saw Raven, however, he grinned widely and bolted, almost so fast that Robin would have sworn he could outrace Kid Flash.

As if the thought of him summoned him, the doors of the ops room slide apart to reveal Beast Boy in all his green glory. Well, not all his green glory, thankfully. He was still wearing his suit. But he was there, with a mischievous grin and eyes that just promised trouble. In an almost subconscious gesture, Robin clutched his cup of coffee closer to his chest and followed Beast Boy's progression through the room like a squirrel watch a person who got too close. Robin then cringed, realizing how unmanly that analogy made him seem.

Fortunately for Robin and unfortunately for the architectural stability of the tower, Beast Boy headed straight for the meditating Raven. Beast Boy slowly drew closer and closer to his unaware quarry until he was right beside her, and then crouched down so that his mouth was in line with her ear. Robin shuddered as the distance between the two diminished, Beast Boy leaning forward and coming to rest and inch away from Raven. Robin was trying to figure out if it was safer to leave and risk drawing attention to himself or sink deeper into the cushions until they hid him completely when Beast Boy acted.

In an uncharacteristically low and husky voice, Beast Boy whispered right in Raven's ear, "Hey, Raven." The squeel that followed was definitely not from Robin. Nuh, uh. No way.

Raven's eyes shot open and a shadow hand reached out of her back, gripping Beast Boy around the torso and holding him parallel to the ground. As Raven slowly stood, the arm holding Beast Boy also rose, until they were standing face to face. Well, Raven was standing, Beast Boy was more dangling... you get the idea.

"What do you want, Beast Boy?"

That threw everyone for a loop. Not what she said, no Raven's said that so much it could be considered a catchphrase. It was how calmly she said it that confused everyone. Usually she said it in a hiss, with four red eyes, dark tentacles creeping out from under her cloak, etc. This time she was more like... a parent exasperated with their attention hungry child. While Robin personally saw this as a major improvement and attitude that he was going to try and adopt when dealing with Beast Boy, he was sure he had seen a flicker of disappointment run across the aforementioned boy's face before that shit-eating grin was back. But no, that couldn't be right... could it?

"If you put me down, I'll show you."

"Very well, but you are not in quite the right form to be put down." Beast Boy's eyes opened comically wide, well, it would have been comical if Robin wasn't worried that Raven had just threatened to kill one of her teammates, "I have just realized how that sounded when coupled by our previous interactions. I didn't mean it that way. I meant to imply that as a human, a drop like that could injure you, while as another animal, a cat for example, it wouldn't be a bother. Nevermind, though."

Robin didn't even have a chance to wonder since when Raven cared if she hurt Beast Boy before he watched something completely new to him. Raven had her shadow arm turn Beast Boy so he was feet down and then set him down gently on the floor of the ops room. It seemed Beast Boy was equally confused because he chuckled nervously and reached into one of the pockets of his suit.

"I got these tickets, see, two of them, for this concert tonight, it's gonna be in the park we always go to. A whole bunch of bands I'd never heard of are gonna be there, along with some more popular ones, so I figured there would be plenty of different types of music, maybe you'd even like some of them. I wanted to ask if you wanted to go with me, you know, just go out there and have some fun, let loose a little, maybe even get some of that good publicity that Robin's always crying about."

Raven simply looked at him funny, as if asking what was the trick. Seeing nothing sinister, or since this was Beast Boy, pertaining to a prank, she started walking towards the door. "Go with Cyborg. I'm sure he'll be happy to go."

Beast Boy stepped in her way, that grin back, his earlier discomfort forgotten, "Where do you think I got the tickets? Cy was gonna go with Bee, but something came up in Steel City and she had to cancel. That's why he's down in garage moping."

Ah, yes, he did seem more down than usual today. Not that he was usually down, mind, just a bit melancholy. But Raven didn't to care, giving Beast Boy a hard look before gently pushing him out of her way with another shadow arm and continued walking towards the doors. And everything was going so smoothly too with nothing, but Beast Boy just had to... Beast Boy it up.

Grabbing her arm, he spun Raven around do face him and gave her another one of his grins, "Come on, live a little. If you never leave this tower people are gonna start to wonder about you. Let's go have fun together. You do know how to have fun, don't you, Rae-Rae?"

The second Beast Boy grabbed Raven's arm, Robin already knew his morning was ruined. When he opened his mouth, he cringed. The more Beast Boy said, the more he burrowed into sofa. When Raven's most hated nickname left his lips, Robin started to cry. Sure enough, a second later left the television broken after being hit with a green missile and an angry Raven on the stairs, shadows rippling all around her. Why did he have to be right, Robin cried, why? And why couldn't Beast Boy appreciate the blessing that was a calm Raven? Why did he need to push her so?

"Here's an idea, Beast Boy, why don't you find this Rae-Rae you keep referring to and ask her to go with you? BECAUSE RAVEN IS NOT INTERESTED!"

Then silence as the ops room doors closed. Robin chanced a look from behind the pillow he placed over his face and saw Beast Boy struggle to stand, swaying as if dizzy. He had one hand on his head, another pushing him off the floor, and the goofiest grin ever on his face. Wait, what? Why was he grinning? Beast Boy finally managed to stand and gave a wistful sigh in the direction of the door, a quick shudder after looking at the damage done to the television, and then he ran out of the ops room, probably to go bother Cyborg so he doesn't come in and see what happened.

Robin stayed where he was. He was alone now, and that gave him a chance to think without distractions. Beast Boy's voice when he whispered in Raven's ear, his disappointment in her lack of reaction, his insistence in her joining him, his pushiness when it came to her, his happiness at being sent flying into the TV, his wistful sigh. A frown marred Robin's face as he thought about everything that occurred that morning, it just didn't make any sense. Why would Beast Boy act that way? It was as if he wanted her to get mad at him! But why? He would figure this out. He wasn't Batman's protégé for nothing!

Raven was angry at Beast Boy a lot. In fact, anger was the only emotion Raven really showed when it came to Beast Boy. At least usually. So why would he try to make her angry even when she's not?

Could it be... that it wasn't the anger that he was after? What if... what if he just wanted a reaction? But why would he be so adamant about drawing a reaction out of Raven when he knows that when she feels emotions her powers go on the fritz. Robin's not saying that Raven shouldn't feel anything, but he wasn't going to force her into any situation that makes her uncomfortable. So why does Beast Boy? Is he that really immature?

Unless...

Oh...

Suddenly, it made a lot of sense, and suddenly, Robin was feeling a lot of pity for Beast Boy. And awe. A lot of awe. Beast Boy's strength was something Robin could only imagine.

After all, if there was one thing Robin would never wish onto anyone, not even the greatest villain, is love that could not possibly be requited