Thank you Wolvmbm, chickapiepie, and dark-fire-rebel for reviewing! Also, Christmas Cheer is on a short hiatus. Now, on with the almighty disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans! If I did, the show wouldn't have been cancelled. Raven and Beast Boy would be together by now, and there'd be a Teen Titans game for the 360, PS3, and PC. With graphics better than the first. I've got ideas… but never mind that now. The story must go on!
As the first rays of sunlight crept over the horizon, a young couple watched happily from the rooftop of Titans Tower. All was peaceful, all was quiet. All was as it should be, right? "Boyfriend Robin, where do you suppose friend Raven is? It is not like her to miss the glorious rising of the sun."
"She had night patrol last night, Starfire. I'm sure she's sleeping."
"Oh," was all Starfire said. Little did they know that said friend was watching them.
Raven watched, her hood covering her face. She stared jealously at them, jealous of the love they shared. The love she never had a chance at. It was painful, seeing them in love and realizing what she already knew. She was doomed for a life without love, at least love on the scale of Robin and Starfire. The bond of boyfriend and girlfriend, husband and wife, she would never experience that. While people around her fell in love, got married, had kids, spent long years together, she would spend that time alone, locked away in some house, meditating and cursing the day she was born. The day she was born, the day when she, merely a baby, became the most dangerous person in the known dimensions. A portal for her father, Trigon the Terrible, to use to conquer the Earth and the mortal realm.
Raven sighed, was the sun rose over the horizon, she disappeared into the dark lair that was her room. The darkness kept her safe, kept her at peace, kept her alone. Raven had to admit, even by her standards, the room was gloomy. Maybe a little decoration could help. Deciding that it would be in her best interest to meditate, she sat down cross-legged and began to chant. A couple of hours passed, though to Raven it seemed like a few minutes.
Knock knock
"Who is it?" Raven growled tiredly. She wasn't in the mood to talk to anybody. Not after what she saw last night.
"It's my turn to make breakfast, Raven. Are you seriously going to miss the great Beast Boy cook?"
Keeping her voice as monotone as can be, Raven coolly replied, "Yes, I think I will. Leave me alone, Beast Boy." Her heart, shattered into many pieces, stayed silent.
"What's wrong, Raven? You haven't missed breakfast since Melvin, Timmy, and Teether got the chicken pox. C'mon, you know you like my tofu eggs. You said so yourself!"
"I'm tired, Beast Boy. I didn't get much sleep," Raven lied. She gotten quite a bit of sleep, but it was full of nightmares. "Go cook breakfast for everyone else."
"I'll save you a plate, and bring you some in a little while, okay?"
"I'm capable of getting breakfast myself, Garfield. Now, leave me alone!" Raven yelled, making the changeling jump. "Don't save me any of your tofu. I want a real breakfast." A little harsh, but Raven had said worse to him.
Beast Boy stood outside her door, shocked at her harsh words. She'd never said that before. When she didn't want tofu, she'd just ask for some fruit and tea. Raven had never called his tofu fake, she said that she just wanted something else. Usually. Garfield didn't know why, but her words hurt him. "Oh…okay" was all that he said, not sounding in the slightest way hurt by Raven's words. But he didn't fool Raven.
As Garfield walked away, Raven waited for him to say something, anything, to try and convince her to join them for breakfast. When she was tired, and told him so, he used to almost beg for her to come and have breakfast with them. Now, though, well what could she expect? She wanted to avoid him, and if she had to be harsh, so be it. But he'd never given up on her. At least, not a few minutes into the conversation, anyways. He'd give up in an hour or so, due to the fact that the others, by that time, had gotten fed up and started dragging him to the kitchen.
He sounded okay with her decision, but Raven could feel the sadness, the hurt that her words were causing him. Why would he feel like that? Raven just refused an invitation to breakfast is all. I want a real breakfast. Raven's eyes widened at that. She had said that, but didn't mean it. Raven just wanted to be alone, and she had thrown that out there, knowing how much it meant to Beast Boy that he was a good cook. He wanted to become a tofu chef someday, and the Titans readily accepted his meals after a while. But she had shot him down. Like a stroke from a sword, a bullet from a gun, a cut from a knife, Raven couldn't take back her words, words that had stung Beast Boy dearly. He deserved it, Rage argued. He was the one who decided to date without telling you, his so-called best friend. That girl is taking him away, just like Terra. What will be left, just you and us, your emotions. Unless we kill her, then "Stop, I'm not killing anybody. Who Beast Boy is in love with makes no difference." Strangely, Rage shut up. Maybe she's feeling the pain I'm feeling. Hm, can emotions feel pain? Yes, we can, Rage replied. "Why would you care? All you want to do is destroy everything? I thought you'd be happy if something like this happens." Hey, I may just be an emotion, but I have feelings, too. "You like him?" Well, I, um, shutting up now. That was strange. Rage, unhappy? That only happened when she couldn't destroy anything. What's happening?
Raven knew there was only one way to figure out what was going on. It was time for a trip to Nevermore.
