I do not own Teen Titans. I own Primal and absolutley nothing else. I own my motorcycle if anyone considers that relevant... It's pretty. That is all.

"Ugh why is the sun so bright today?" Beast Boy asked as he rolled over, hiding his face from the giant star's unbearable torment. His room was oddly clean. No filthy laundry carelessly thrown about. No half eaten food or comics on the floors or the dressers. Not even any odd smelling aromas filling the air. "What time is it anyway?"

"Get up lazzzzy fool." A voice hissed.

"Wha-?" Beast Boy shot up and looked around in a panic. The room was empty. "Hello?" He waited for a reply that never came and after a moment of contimplation he began to slowly turn his head to the right, looking at the corner of his bed, sweat rolling down his brow, and eyes whidening. He very gently made his way to the side, gingerly reached his hand down to grip the bottom of his bed frame, then quickly tossed his head over the edge so he could look underneathe. "AHHH!"

Underneathe the changeling's bed, in the very corner, barely in his super human sight... was nothing. Beast Boy frowned and scanned the cramped area one more time. "But I could have sworn I heard... " He sat back up in his bed and scratched the back of his head. "Cyborg? Are you playing some kind of weird joke on me? It's not gonna work. Just come out." He waited once again to see if some reply would come. when it didn't he sweat dropped and decided to move on.

He shrugged and hopped off of his bed looking around at his green room. "Since I'm already up." He grinned to himself as he walked out ready to start his day. Positive it was going to be a good one.

SMACK! He fell back after being run into by his much larger mechanical friend.

"Yo B, open your eyes man." Cyborg said with a smile, leaning over with an outstretched hand.

"Dude, your'e the one who ran into me."

"Both of my eyes were open though. I had the right of way and everything."

"One of your eyes is always open Cy."

"Jealous?" The metal teen asked nudging his friend.

"No way dude, I'll pass. Anyway are you ready for a vegtastic breakfast?"

Cyborg only stared in response.

"Aww comeon CY! It'll be healthy and tastey. And you won't have to feel bad about being a murderer! Couldn't your conscience use a break?"

"No offense BB, but I think I'll pass. Everyday. Forever." With that said and done Cyborg continued his walk towards the kitchen. A room where in his mind. Truely anything was possible. He continued marching forward, Beast Boy trailing behind ranting about the evils of carnivorism, until he got to the final doors sepearating him from the most magical of rooms. The dorors hissed as they opened. Much too slowly for his excited state. Something about his smaller friend raving against his meat fueled beliefs just made the aforementioned food group seem that much more appealing.

The doors finally opened completely. The mechanical hero took a step foreard eyes closed and grin consuming 90 percent of his face. He opened his eyes and immediatly all thoughts of filling his belly were forgotten. He nearly barfed. Starfire and their fearless leader were currently in the fiercest of make out sessions, practically fighting with their faces as weapons.

"AAAAHHH!" Cyborg screamed with terror filled eyes and tears at the ready. "We eat there! Get your hormonal groping nasty out in the public needing a censor bar asses off of my counter!"

Indeed. The couple was on the kitchen counter touching and kissing as if in their own bedroom.

"Well...I'm not hungry." Beast Boy remarked dryly. The Two best friends turned to look at each other with bored exagerated expressions. They then noticed the banana grasped firmly in Starfire's hand.. and completely lost their minds.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAH!" Cyborg could find no words as he simply laughed and pointed at the mortified pair. "Wh-what were you planning on doing wi-with that Starfire?" He managed to cough out, still laughing and alomst choking. The girl opened her mouth to make an excuse or defend herself but at that moment the fruit in question promptly snapped in half, hanging by a small strip of peel.

Cyborg and Beast Boy's eyes went wide. Speechless.

...

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHA!" The two boys were on the ground at this point. Unable to complete even the most basic of functions, they lay on the floor nearly screaming their overzealous enjoyment at the scene unfolding before them.

"M-maybe you should ask what the-hahaha- they already did with-haha- with it dude!" Beast Boy was having even more trouble speaking than his comrad.

"It's not what it looks like." The Boy Wonder said simply. Though his voice told them he was unaffected by their laughter and being caught in such a predicament, the bright red color of his face said otherwise. "Next one to make a sound will be on laundry duty for the next two months."

Silence.

"That's what I thought." Robin said evenly as he helped the Tamaraian princess up and the two walked over to the couch.

More silence.

"What's going on in here?" Raven asked emerging from behind the sillier two of the Titans. "...no...the fruit thing again?"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Meanwhile inside the city defended by Titans a young tan skinned teenager walked through the streets. He was tall, about 6ft tall, with black hair styled in a quarter shave. He wore black skinny jeans and a purple button up shirt with a green wristband and purple and green converse. He had a large happy grin revealing sharp teeth and a peppy walk that expressed his obvious positive outlook on life. He clearly didn't have a care in the world.

"What a nice day. It's so warm ouuut and not a lot of humidity either." He said, with a slight chicano accent, as he wiggled his hand around in the air. He was so preoccupied however that he didn't notice the large burly man blocking his path.

THUD "Aye!" He yelped as he bumped into the busy sir. "Lo siento. My bad dude."

"Watch it buddy!" The man said turning around and shoving the teen down. "Some of us have work to do!"

"Hahaha! Yeah your'e right, I'm sorry man." The young stranger dusted himself off and stood up. "What are you working on anyway?" He said trying to glance over the taller fellow's shoulder.

"None of your business brat."

"Tch.. I was just asking maan." He raised an eyebrow suspiciously.

"Just get goin' punk."

"Orale cabron chill out."

"This is America. We speak english here." The large man was starting to get angry. "If you can't do that then go back where the hell you belong."

"Hahaha. That's by far the rudest thing Iv'e heard since I've been in this city. Why don't I just go before things are said that we can't take back?"

"Take your wet ba-"

CRUNCH

The larger man was slammed backwards by a powerful right hook to the jaw. He skidded to a halt and looked up to see the thin latino with a huge grin on his face, eyes twinkling with excitement.

"I'm sorry." The boy said walking towards the downed man and reaching a hand out to help him to his feet. "I shouldn't have hit you. I just get so excited about fights-" He started, smile growing and he paused. "-I jump the gun sometimes." His words were more than they seemed though and he suddenly pulled the gun that the bullky man had apparently been trying to sneak out of his waist band from his grasp. The teen threw the gun to the side and dusted the man off. "Again though... I'm sorry for punching you. I hope you don't pass ou-"

With a loud thud the man dropped to the ground unconscious.

"...t" The boy suddenly found himself surrounded by police. "Yeah..." He exhaled sadly. "Sounds about right."

Back inside the tower Raven was sitting in the garage with Cyborg, handing him tools as he asked for them. He was currently underneath his precious baby doing things an average person couldn't begin to understand. Raven listened intently as he talked about this and that.

"-and after it blew up I kinda just decided to move on and buy a new one entirely. I can build this beatiful work of art," He said gestureing around to the T-car from underneathe, though Raven probably couldn't see him. "The T-sub," He continued. "And even this entire tower. From scratch. But I can't fix a game station. Isn't it crazy?"

"Ludicrous." She replied dryly.

"Anyway. You ready for tomorrow?

"As I am for any other day."

"You know what I mean." Cyborg said sliding out and standing up whiping his shoulder off as the empath handed him a rag. "Beast Boy's birthday."

'That's tomorrow?' She wondered in confusion. 'How could I forget? He obsesses over it every year.'

'Not this year.' Knowledge said simply from inside her head. 'He doesn't seem to be as excited about anything lately.'

'This is an odd time for my one reliable "emotion" to be giving me useless information.'

'Usefulness is a relative term, Raven. If you had noticed he was less exhuberant as of late you would not be here feeling guilty about forgeting the anniversary of one of your closest friends.'

'Still. This is hindsight at best. The most usless of all information.'

"Raven?" Cyborg put a robotic hand on her shoulder and she shook her head of the inner conversation she was just having.

"Sorry. I was just thinking."

"Raven.. Did you forget Beast Boy's birthday?" He seemed concerned.

"It's fine. I'll find him something. A game or maybe a block of tofu." Her friend visably shuddered at that word.

"I'm honestly really surprised Raven." His tone wasn't accusing, but she knew he was at least a little miffed. Beast Boy was his best friend after all.

"What do you mean?" She asked with an eyebrow raised, though her voice was as monotone as ever. "It's no secret we don't exactly get along."

"News to me." Her eyebrow once again lifted, asking him to elaborate. "How much time do you think you spend with me in a week?" Before she could speak he cut her off. "Less than half of the time you spend with him." He said touching his chin in thought.

"If you call being annoyed out of meditation on a daily business by his constant nagging for attention 'spending time together'." She said lowering her brow back into place.

"Think about it this way." He started as he leaned against his favorite worldy possesion. "There are five of us. That means Beasty has four people to spend time with. Yet he uses about 60 percent of that time telling you his corny jokes and trying to get you out here with the rest of us." He looked at her to see if he needed to continue. Her bored expression suggested that he should. "That means there is only 40 percent left to spread amongst the three of us. If we assume it's even then that means he spends less than 15 percent with the rest of us. So he chooses, consciously, to spend his time with you more than four times as much as any of us."

Raven stood stock still letting the information sink in.

"Your'e his first priority in battle. Have you ever noticed that?"

Raven thought back to all the times he helped her off the ground or caught her before she could even fall to begin with. He did seem to always be around when she was in danger.

"And don't get me started on the beast incidents." He continued. "My point is. You're always his top priority. Why do you think that is?" He asked looking at her intently.

Raven's eyes whidened and she blushed. 'Beast Boy has feelings for m-'

"He's trying really hard to be your friend. That's the kind of guy he is. He wants you to be happy." Raven's blush vanished.

'Of course he doesn't like me.' She berrated herself. 'He's just being friendly.'

"He treats you so well even after you throw him out of windows and stuff. I don't see how you could forget something like this for someone as good a friend as he is to you."

She thought for a moment and decided there was no point in worrying about it now. "I'm going to go meditate." She stated aloud on her way out of the garage.

Cyborg was quiet as she left. "Can't believe I almost told her about BB's crush..."

'You cannot continue avoiding subjects that you find difficult to express.' Knowledge chided. 'You of all people should understand that.'

'Now's not the time.' Raven mentally answered back. The tone of her voice, inner voice, seemed to say that the conversation was over.

'Aw comeon Ms. Grumpy Pants.' Happy giggled. 'Go get him a present anyway. He's so sweet and fun and cute!' The empath's eyes widened and panic set in.

'What did you say!?' The empath demanded angrilly, though a blush did spread over her features.

'She said the green machine is cute.' Brave stated matter-of-factly.

'Clean the wax out your ears.' Rude remarked... rudely. Raven's flushed face got redder, though now it was genuine anger.

'Enough! I'm tired of this stupidity!' Anger demanded. The emotion was once Rage but weakened to the level of Raven's other emoticlones after the defeat of Trigon. She no longer had four eyes and instead held the same purple orbs as Raven and all her other counterparts.

'Thank you. At least someone is-'

'I was talking to you.' The emotion spat. 'Your'e a clueless fool. If I was outside of this body I'd beat some sense into you and then I'd take the green twerp for myself.' Even as she insulted the boy in question Raven could tell Anger was blushing.

'You too!?' Raven asked, now completely in shock.'Shouldn't you hate him?'

'Watch your whore mouth!' Anger roared. 'We... we don't say that... about him..'

If Raven's eyes were wide before, they were comically so at this point. Anger. The one part of her personality that never strayed from her emotion name was defending Beast Boy. And blushing. SHE WAS BLUSHING. Something was wrong. Raven was a sensible young woman. She was incredibly intelligent. She was brave, and calm, and knew how to handle nearly anything that was thrown at her, but this.. this was something completely unthinkable. She had to meditate. NOW.

With that thought in mind she began sprinting towards the direction of the stairs that would take her to the roof of Titans Tower. She ran and ran until she was abruptly stopped as she approached a corner and could sense distress eminating from her emoticlones' apprent favorite Titan. She stopped just in time to accidentally hear part of the conversation he was currently having with the only other female Titan.

"Of course I'm excited for my birthday Star." The shapeshifter replied, trying to sound genuine. Starfire seemed to buy it but she pressed on non the less.

"I am sorry friend Beast Boy. I was mearly concerned due to your lacking of the usual enthusiasm." She explained in a delicate voice.

"Iv'e just had a lot on my mind Star." He laughed a little, but Raven could tell. It was a facade to mask some inner turmoil. She could feel his bitter emotions. His self laothing and sadness that threatened to swallow her up if she didn't move away soon. "I know if Raven heard me say that she'd probably have a nice remark ready." The boy continued.

'Is that really how he sees me?' Raven asked herself silently pleading for it to be untrue.

'You mean for what we are?' Rude asked. She was lacking her usual... should we say vigor.

'Can you honestly say that he's wrong?' Knowledge asked in a tone that suggested she was swallowing a lump in her thoat.

'Of cour-... no... I really do treat him like ..'

'Like shit. Yeah.' Rude interupted.

'Even I wouldn't make him feel like this.' Came Anger's uncharacteristically low voice. She too sounded like she was a bit broken up.

'H-how c-can he still c-care about u-us?' Timid asked between sobs.

'Yes we're mean to the guy.' Brave started. 'But this isn't a boy crying over something permanent, right? We can't change how we've treated BB but we can stop being a bitch to him can't we?'

'Brave watch your mouth.' Raven could tell Knowledge was shaking her head as the most intelligent part of Raven continued. 'But you are correct. Raven, you simply need to-'

Raven was crying. Surely this wasn't a big deal right? She had only overheard Beast Boy telling their friend that, were Raven around, she would be insulting him. So why was she herself crying along with most of her other emotions? Was it stress? The talk she had only just had with her figuritive brother Cyborg? Maybe it was the immense sadness she could feel pouring out of Beast Boy like a dangerously opened wound. Regardless of the reason, Raven turned and began sulkily walking back to her room, tears pouring from her eyes the entire way.

'Did we break Beast Boy?' Happy asked miserably. Then every light in the tower exploded.

AN: Well that's chapter one. Short and not quite my best work... but I was ready to get it posted. Read and review. Ask questions. Give me advice or suggestions. Bake me a pie. Jajaja. Also, if you can draw fairly well and you take requests. Well.. Hey :3