Starfire watched Robin pull his helmet off his head, mask still sitting on his face, hiding his eyes. His spikey hair danced in the wind. He stood uncurved and fixed his penguin suit, that's what Beast Boy had called it. That was something she'd always had the feelings for. The way he held himself.
Before he entered the giant metal floatation device, Starfire wanted to give something. It was a rose. It was a custom here on Earth for the boy to have one on his outer clothing and the girl to have one on her wrist, but because she and he were not doing the dating, she would not be receiving one. But the terrible blonde girl would be.
This made Starfire's blood do the angry dance through her. Cyborg told her that was her blood boiling because it was mad. Though she didn't understand the meaning of that phrase she still felt it. Calm down, she told herself, soon this will all be over. Nodding her head, she moved closer to friend Robin to give him the plant.
Robin couldn't believe his luck. Of all the stupid demands a villain could make, taking his daughter to prom had to have been the dumbest. He straightened his coat and began moving toward the ramp when he felt a hand tap his shoulder.
Anger coursed through his body. He sure as hell hoped it wasn't the rotten child he was being forced to be here with. He didn't want to deal with her yet. He needed a few more minutes of peace and quiet. Just a few. Collecting his composure he turned to face the source of touch.
The sight his eyes came into contact with was not the one he expected. Starfire stood before him in all her long legged alien beauty. Her lush, bright, red hair was down as usual, but tonight it seemed to shine more. Her eyes, worthy of being the sole obsession of any man's dreams, sparkled like a chrome colored tourmaline. A thin strapped, glittering purple dress flowed over her body, like silk. Grey gloves ran up her arms, fitting her as though they belonged there. In her hands was a white rose.
"Starfire? What are you doing here?" not that he cared all that much. In fact, her being here was better for Kitten. Well, in the sense that Robin wouldn't want to strangle her spoiled throat. But in a way it was worse for Kitten. To say Star wasn't the biggest fan of her was the understatement of the year.
"I know you do not wish for me to be here, but I do not want you to be here alone with Kitten. She makes me feel the unpleasant emotions." she walked toward him and pinned the rose to his jacket, "I wanted you to have this since I know the girl will not have one for you." she averted her eyes, bashful.
At that moment, something within Robin clicked into place. It's odd, he thought, I never felt the need to go to one of these normal teenager things, but, now, after seeing Star, it makes me wish we had that luxury. The Boy Wonder had an idea.
"Hey, Star," she peeked her luminous eyes at him beneath her lashes. She made him feel like a horny teenager, go figure. Out of uncertainty or embarrassment, he couldn't tell which, he put his right arm behind his head, "if we return to the tower tonight unscathed and not exhausted, would you like to dance with me?"
Now it was Robin's turn to look away, preparing for the worse. It wasn't like him to do something so brazen when it came to things like this. He didn't know what had come over him. "Oh, Robin, that would be most wonderful and joyous! Please, I do wish to do the dance with you!"
Robin looked at the alien warrior and thought himself to be the luckiest guy who walked this Earth. Acting of out character, yet again, he leaned toward her. He placed his left hand on the small of her back and with his right hand he pulled her head to his.
Starfire squeaked as Robin smashed his lips against hers. It wasn't like Robin hadn't had his fair share of females, but this was Starfire. This was the girl, alien, that got his blood pumping, his heart racing. This was the one he wanted to spend forever with, though he'd never say anything to her. This kiss was something else. It was special.
At first it seemed as though Star wasn't going to return the intimate action, but as he began to pull away in defeat, she slipped her tongue into his mouth, catching the bird off guard. He returned every ounce of passion back to her. In Robin's mind, the kiss lasted for hours, but that couldn't be. Was he dreaming? If so, he didn't want it to end. But as he knew from experience, all good things must come to an end.
"OH, ROBBY POO! YOUR KITTEN IS HERE!" abruptly, the teens pulled apart, their eyes not meeting.
"So, um, I guess this is where I go to the dance with her. I guess, I'll, uh, see you around?" Robin began walking away from the red haired princess, but he noticed her expression. It screamed insecurity. She thought he would forget all about this. She thought he thought this to be a mistake. She thought he didn't care about her. Was he giving off that kind of vibe? He hoped to hell he wasn't. He couldn't handle the thought of hurting his star. Not ever. "Hey, Star, I'll see you later tonight, right?"
She looked at him, a smile plastered to her face. "Oh, yes, Robin, we will be doing the seeing of each other this glorious night!" she elevated slightly in the air.
Robin smiled and went to the demon child he was forced to baby sit. The only thing stopping his from strangling her was the thought of his kiss with Star. The thought of what would happen tonight. And the thought was what tomorrow would bring.
