I still do not own the Teen Titans.


Raven had never been so confused in her entire life. She debated visiting Nevermore, but quickly ruled that out when she realized it would only lead to bickering emotions and a mind-numbing headache. But still, she couldn't shake the complete shock she felt after sensing Beast Boy's emotions... towards her.

Okay, maybe I'm over-reacting. Or I just misinterpreted his emotion. Yeah, that's it! It wasn't affection affection; more like friendly affection! That's a thing, right?

The empath had immediately teleported to her room after the awkward eye contact she had made with the green changeling. She knew that wasn't very subtle, and was prepared for the concerned knock on her bedroom door, but after a few minutes had passed without any sign of life beyond her room, Raven began to relax. Maybe they think I'm meditating? I probably should; get my mind off of all... this.

The pale girl began to float over her bed, clearing her mind of all her troubling thoughts. Azerath, Metrion, Beast Boy- or so she thought. Okay, that's fine. No chanting. Just breath; focus on your breathing. Breath in, breath out. Breath in, Breath out. Beast Boy, Be-

"Ugh!" Raven huffed as she landed un-gracefully onto her bed. You're being stupid, Raven. Beast Boy obviously only likes you as a friend! Sure, there's some light teasing and meaningless flirting, but that's all! It's completely clichéd to think he feels anything more.

Boys and girls are friends all the time! She continued, trying to comfort herself. Yeah, maybe there is a little sexual tension, but that doesn't have to mean anything! Look at Starfire and Rob- okay bad example. Uhm... Cyborg and Bumble Bee! Completely platonic! You're just being-

Raven was suddenly jerked out of her thoughts at the sound of knocking. She opened her eyes cautiously and stared at her door. Maybe if I ignore it, they'll-

"Rae?" a hesitant voice asked from the hall. "You okay? You kinda... literally disappeared on us out there."

The empath felt her stomach drop at the sound of the changeling's voice. Slowly she stood from her bed and shakily walked to her door.

Beast Boy was surprised when the door slid open to reveal a panicky looking Raven. "Hmm? Oh, I'm fine. Just needed to... meditate."

The green boy eyed her skeptically. "You sure? You smell worried."

"I'm fine, I promis- wait, I smell worried?" she asked incredulously.

Beast Boy continued to watch the empath, concern evident in his green eyes. "Yeah."

"Please explain, Beast Boy, how one smells 'worried.'"

"Uhm, well... you smell... worried," he replied sheepishly.

"And what, exactly, does 'worried' smell like?" she asked, growing impatient.

"Well, how do you describe color to a blind person?" Beast Boy retaliated, growing less concerned and more annoyed.

Raven glared at the changeling, clearly unsatisfied with his response. "Very well. If commenting on my scent was all you came to do, I will gladly continue with my meditation. Thank you for your concern."

She began to close her door, but a gloved hand reached over and pulled it open. "What's going on? Are you having second thoughts?"

Raven felt her entire face heat up as she tried to decipher what the changeling had meant. "Wh-what?"

"About Speedy's, uh, party favors," Beast Boy elaborated.

The empath almost laughed out loud at her foolishness. "No, Beast Boy. I just needed to meditate. I don't want my powers acting up."

Now it was Beast Boy's turn to figure out the pale girl's words. "Why would your powers be acting up? They haven't done that in forever."

Raven's impatience returned. "That is because I've been meditating."

"Sheesh, you don't need to be so grumpy," the changeling replied defensively. "I was just worried about you."

Both their faces turned scarlet as Raven took in what he had said. "Again, thank you for your concern," she repeated awkwardly.

"Hehe, uh, no problem," he replied shyly while rubbing the back of his neck.

"Do you think you could, uhm, release my door now?" Raven asked as her usual lack of color returned to her face.

Beast Boy only blushed harder. "Oh! Sorry! Yeah, uhm, sorry!"

He immediately retracted his hand and smiled in embarrassment. Raven returned his smile with a small one of her own. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow," she offered as she began to shut her door.

"Alright! Yeah, tomorrow!" he replied eagerly. Once the metal door separated the two, they both let out a relieved sigh. Well, that couldn't have been any more awkward.

Again, the empath was shaken from her thoughts by a knock on her door. Oh god, what now?

"What is it, Beast-" she began, but stopped as she realized she was looking at a different pair of green eyes.

"Friend Raven, were you upset by my color suggestion?" Starfire asked expectantly.

"Oh, hello Starfire. No, I wasn't. I just needed to meditate," the empath replied automatically.

"Oh, of course! Then you are as thrilled as I about the colors of celebration?" the alien smiled warmly.

"Mmm hmm," Raven hummed sweetly, though she honestly had no idea what colors the orange girl was referring to.

"Glorious! Then you will not do the minding of purchasing decorations of those colors? Friend Beast Boy has volunteered to accompany you!"

"What?" the pale girl questioned, no longer sure what they were talking about.

"The purchasing of the decorations with friend Beast Boy," Starfire cheerfully repeated.

Raven thought for a moment. On one hand, getting closer to Beast Boy could give her a better reading on his current emotions towards her, which could potentially salvage or destroy their friendship. But on the other hand, getting closer to Beast Boy was exactly that; getting closer to Beast Boy.

"Sure..." the purple-haired girl replied uncertainly. "What were the colors again?"


The next day, Raven found herself, along with an excited changeling, in the small craft store at the mall. "What color is Chartreuse, again?" the green boy asked for what seemed like the hundredth time.

"A greenish-yellow," the empath repeated impatiently as she tugged the hood of her sweatshirt down lower. Why they had worn civilian clothes, she wasn't sure. It couldn't have been that difficult to recognize the purple-haired half-demon or green changeling in public, regardless of what they were wearing. But still, the pale girl found herself in a dark blue hoodie and black leggings, while the changeling was comfortable in a black shirt and faded-blue jeans.

"Is it more green, or more yellow?" Beast Boy questioned further as he examined the selection of streamers in front of him.

"I don't think it matters," Raven replied honestly as she warily observed a sketchy-looking man down the aisle from them. "Starfire only decided on it because it's the name of a liqueur, as well as a color."

"Oh, cool!" the changeling exclaimed. "Is there any alcohol called 'blue?'"

"No, Beast Boy, that is just a color."

"But there are probably some drinks with blue in the name, right?"

"Most likely."

"Awesome," Beast Boy declared, haphazardly grabbing a yellow-y green roll of streamers, along with a turquoise blue roll. "Alright, got the streamers. What else is it that we need?" he asked the pale girl beside him, but noticed she was preoccupied with something else. "Uh, Rae? What are you looking at?"

"That man," she replied, clearly distracted. The green boy followed her gaze to a tall man in a large trench coat.

"What about him?" the changeling asked hesitantly.

"His hand... he's kept his hand in his coat this whole time.. like he's holding a..."

"Like he's holding a gun?" Beast Boy finished, quickly catching on to Raven's concern. "But why? Who would rob a craft store?"

"I don't think he's here for money," Raven replied, once again lowering her empathetic shield. "He's... angry."

Beast Boy sniffed the air, his keen senses quickly picking up on the smell of pure rage. "Really angry," he agreed. "What do we do, tackle him?"

Raven rolled her eyes in annoyance. "No, we can't just attack someone for being mad. We'll just have to wait until he gives us a valid reason."

"But what if that reason is him shooting that chick behind the counter?" Beast Boy bit back defiantly. He continued to sniff the air. "I'm pretty sure I smell alcohol; maybe we can arrest him on public drunkenness?"

Raven glanced back at the changeling, pleasantly surprised at his compromise. "That could actually work; nice observation."

Suddenly a strong wave of pride and affection hit the empath, and she physically had to step away from the boy beside her. Beast Boy watched her reaction with confusion, until it dawned on him that she must have felt his emotions, like she had with the mysterious man.

"Thanks, uh, buddy!" he replied quickly, praying she wouldn't get the wrong idea, which was, in fact, the right idea, which just happened to be wrong on so many levels. If she figures out I might like her before I even figure it out, there is no way she'll ever want to spend time with me! he thought frantically. He suddenly adopted a look of pure horror. Oh my god, can she always feel my emotions?!

Raven quickly put her shield back up as an onslaught of confusion radiated from the changeling. Maybe even he doesn't know what he's feeling? She wondered. She was about to deliberate further when she detected a sudden movement from her peripheral vision. She quickly turned her head to see the man advancing on the brunette sales girl near the front of the store. "Okay, we have to move, now."

Beast Boy broke out of his inner turmoil at the sound of the empath's voice. He then realized the man was moving, and fast, so he blindly raced after him, despite the look of terror on the pale girl's face. "Excuse me, sir!"

The newly decided suspect ignored the changeling as he focused on getting to the store employee. Beast Boy sped up until he blocked the man's path. Realization became evident on the mysterious man's face as he came to terms that the lanky green teen before him was a titan. Quicker than what seemed humanly possible, he drew his gun, aimed, and fired at the changeling.

A look of genuine shock consumed Beast Boy's face as a shield of dark energy appeared before him, blocking the bullet in the nick of time. As quick as it had appeared, the shield vanished, and Beast Boy discovered the man bound to the floor by more dark energy. He sheepishly returned his gaze to the livid empath down the aisle. "Thanks, haha... I, uh, hadn't really thought that plan through."


So I took a shot (hahahahaha) at some action there, though it is most definitely not my strong suit. But anywhoo, what did you guys think? Was there enough BBRae confusion? I don't want to rush anything, but I also want to try to portray their inner struggles of how they feel about each other. Are you as thoroughly confused as they are?

Oh! I am also in the midst of a very important decision- who should I pair our dear Cyborg up with? I haven't really shipped him with any other character, and I really don't want to create an oc, so what do you guys think? CyBee or CyJinx? To be honest, I really liked the idea of Kid Flash and Jinx, but I will leave it up to you guys! So just leave a review of who you want Cy to be with, and while you're at it, how about letting me know what you think of my story so far? ;) I'll try to post 1 or 2 chapters every day (or every other day), depending on whether I'm bored, binge-watching Netflix, or actually having a social life :)