A/N: In my excitement of getting this story posted, I forgot to do the disclaimer. So, here it is: I do not own the Teen Titans.

Whew. Now that that's done, please enjoy chapter two.

Exhaustion flooded through my body, making my lungs burn and my frame tremble. I shook my head lazily to clear it before my heavy eyes opened on their own. A white light blinded me and I turned my head away. My body ached for sleep. I must've been out for a few days. My powers were gone and my body was shutting down by the second. I let out a groan of pain. My fingers curled and I silently sighed in relief. At least my sore wrists were free.

The Earthen's masked eyes came in front of my face and he seemed to scan my face for something.

"Where...am I?" I spoke softly, not expecting to understand his response. My voice came out choked and rough from its lack of use.

"Earth." His rough voice barked out and I cringed back despite my surprise. My eyes took their time studying his face. His jet black hair spiked in random places and his pale complexion highlighted his black mask hiding his eyes from my sight. My tired gaze traveled to his mouth before he scowled. "Who are you?" He growled out.

"Starfire. From the planet Tamaran." I said absentmindedly, my attention still focused on his face. His jaw was well defined yet his cheekbones were not too soft. He was interesting to look at.

"Why are you here?" I sucked in a sharp breath of air, unprepared for his bluntness. I licked my lips nervously as I tried to mentally figure out the right wording.

"Immediate crash landing." His expression took on a thoughtful glaze for a moment.

"From what?" I closed my eyes as a stinging scorching heat began to form in the tips of my fingers. I struggled to keep it controlled. "Is this your first time here on Earth?"

"Yes. It has been...what you would call...the 'good of not.'" I muttered as I pushed myself into a sitting position.

My lethargic state desperately pleaded my mind for the light of the sun. My head pounded and I was quick to cradle it in my hands. I was malnourished, fatigued, and my body ached beyond belief. I could not fight for more than a few seconds. I knew that. I have no energy to fly either. I know that too.

He sucked in a sharp breath of air. It was quiet for some time before he decided to speak again.

"Do you know how to get to Tamaran from here?"

"No. Not from the planet Earth." I opened my eyes, though the brightness in the room refused to dim. All I wanted was to go home. "I have not been to Tamaran in many Earthen years." I clutched my head and covered my eyes again.

"Why?" My mouth went dry and my breathing faltered.

"Peace treaty. My country receives peace...and my captors-the reason for my crash landing-a slave. It is the 'good of not' type of trade." My panic increased as his facial expression contorted into anger. "Please. I mean you no harm. Let me go and I will not harm your planet Earth." I swallowed fearfully, my solar energy completely empty.

I attempted to raise my arms, however they were unwilling to move from their places at my sides. My veins were heavy as lead. A long silver thing poked out of the vein of my left elbow. The silver thing seemed to be connected to a clear liquid in a container.

"What did you do to me?" Panic laced my voice. I didn't need another creature experimenting on me. A rapid beeping from my right diverted my attention.

"It's called an IV. It has stuff in it to help numb the pain you might feel otherwise. And I connected you to a heart monitor. That's the beeping noise. It lets me know you're alive." I exhaled shakily through my parted lips.

"Why?" My mind raced as I tried to think through my exhausted state of mind.

"Why what?"

"Why did you do this?"

"Because...as much as I'd love to lock you away and interrogate-question you, I can't find it in me to do so." My eyes slowly rose to his mask. "For whatever reason, I can't seem to see you as a threat to me." He sighed and ran a hand through his messy jet black hair. "Why were you trying to destroy the city?" I rapidly shook my head at his thought.

"Not destroy. And not the city. I could not seem to free myself from my chains so I sought something strong to get me free. I am sorry if I destroyed your city. It is not my intention to." My lips formed into a frown as I struggled to remember my actions during my escape.

"What is your intention?" He snarled at me, his tone becoming more not nice.

"To go back to my home planet Tamaran. I do not wish to stay on Earth forever. It was because of an attack I landed here by accident. I mean you no harm. Please. Just let me go and I will not return to Earth." He was silent for a few moments. His facial features remained blank as he thought.

"You've proven to allow me to consider you not a threat to this planet for the time being. And for that, I will consider not locking you up in a cell. You are still weak therefore, for the time being, you are restricted to this bed. You are not to leave this room." Holding my breath, I waited for him to finish. "I am not convinced you are not a threat to this planet. Therefore, the only freedom you have is the fact I am not letting you leave this room." Freedom...I had some plithorg of freedom. Before I could stop myself, I mustered up enough strength to throw my arms around his neck. Tears of pain and relief pricked my eyes and I let the watery substance fall in my joy.

"Thank you. Thank you nice Earthen." I sobbed, my fingers clutching his shirt. "Many thanks to you, nice Earthen."

"Robin. My name is Robin." He awkwardly coughed, pulling himself out of my weak grasp and putting some distance between us.

"Thank you, Robin." I said, still looking up to his eyes in awe. "How must I repay you?"

"You don't have t-"

"I must. You have shown me much niceness. It is only fair to show such niceness to you, Robin."

"Starfire..." He trailed off, his eyes never showing emotion behind his black mask.

"Please, Robin. I must show you the niceness you have shown me."

"Fine. Once you have healed...you have to help me fight crime here in Jump City. But if I sense you are a threat to me or my city at any time then I will lock you up until you die." His tone was serious, cold and hostile. Swallowing hard, I blinked as my green eyes met his masked ones.

"I accept." The words immediately tumbled out of my mouth. He seemed to search my face for something I didn't know.

"Good." He nodded to himself. He turned and took a step before he stopped once I called out to him.

"Robin?" My voice trembled with fear and nerves.

"What?"

"How can we communicate so?" His hands curled then uncurled into fists by his sides. His body stiffened yet he began to walk away.

"You don't remember?"

"Remember what?"

"You kissed me as I tried to set you down into the bed."

"What is...this 'kissed' you speak of?" He set his hand on the handle of the door.

"Our lips touched. I take it lip contact isn't called kissing where you're from?" Lip contact is used by Tamaraneans to gain knowledge. What did he think lip contact meant?

"No. It is the way of gaining communication and knowledge."

"I see." He spat while he opened the door. "Well, for future reference, Starfire, kissing on Earth is something different. So never do it again." Then he shut the door, locking it behind him. My eyes widened in shock and confusion swirled in my mind.

Why was this 'kissing' so the 'good of not'?