*A/N* Back for more? Good! This chapter is a bit on the short side, but don't worry, more is coming. Hold onto your hats. *A/N*

Raven couldn't relax enough to meditate. She couldn't even sit down. She simply paced the width of her room repeatedly. What was she doing? How was she going to do this? These, among the thousands of other questions, knocked back and forth in her head. She would be lying through her teeth if she said she wasn't nervous. She would also be lying if she didn't admit that she was also a tiny bit excited. The last time her heart had beat this fast, her life was in danger.

*knock knock*

"Uh, Raven? You in?"

The butterflies in her stomach underwent metamorphosis into full on hornets, stinging her inside and injecting her with fear. Pausing to allow her voice to return, she managed a normal sounding "Come in."

The door was slid open carefully, and the brighter light outside illuminated the silhouette of the changeling.

"Hey, Rae. Starfire said you wanted to see me, you feeling okay?"

No. "I'm fine."

Beast Boy scratched the back of his head. "Oh, cool." He said, imitating relief, but he couldn't shake the awkward feeling hovering over the room. "So, why'd you call me up here then?"

Raven closed her eyes slowly and reopened them. This is what she had been dreading. Puffing out her cheeks, she exhaled. "Beast Boy, do you…"

Beast Boy glanced to the side shiftily as Raven struggled with her sentence.

"Do you know who Dario Argento is?" she finished, silently cursing herself for not asking what she meant to.

"Mario who?" Beast Boy replied.

"I thought so. He's a horror movie director, and he's made some of my favorite movies."

"Oh. Wait, didn't he do that really screwed up movie with the movie guys and the cannibal people in the jungle?"

"No." Raven answered quickly. "Look, there's a movie theatre I like that's showing a lot of his best movies, and… I was wondering if you wanted to come."

Beast Boy grinned. "Yeah, sure! You know I love a good scare now and again! Let me go get the others."

Beast Boy turned to leave, but Raven grabbed his shoulder hastily. "Wait, don't!" she insisted, a little more desperate than she meant to.

The changeling turned to Raven with a confused look. "What's the matter? You don't want to?" he asked good naturedly.

Raven released him and sighed. "I do. But… just the two of us. You know, together." She said weakly, shuffling her feet.

"Wait, I-" Beast Boy's perplexed frown slowly illuminated with understanding as the words sunk in. "Oh. You mean, like…"

Raven nodded. "Only if you want to."

Beast Boy glanced about himself. Even though he understood her proposal, he couldn't bring himself to believe it.

"Seriously? You want to go," he whispered the next word. "out, with me of all people?"

"Would I be asking you otherwise?" she said irately, her chilly nature slipping through her otherwise embarrassed exterior.

"Uh… well, alright." He uttered.

Raven felt the corners of her mouth elevate inadvertently. "Alright. It's at eight tonight, meet me outside of my room. Dress decent, and for the love of everything, don't tell anyone."

Beast Boy nodded, the information entering his numb brain. He turned to leave, then turned back. "Why me?" he said, pointing to his face for reference.

"See you tonight." She countered, closing the door in his face.

Beast Boy blinked. He wasn't entirely sure what to do next. The exchange still sitting in his brain like a burn, he turned and walked back into the common room stiffly.

Robin turned when he saw his green friend enter. "Hey. What's up with Raven?" he inquired, studying the hollow expression on Beast Boy's face.

"Oh, uh… flu. She can't get out of bed; she wanted me to get her a book to read. She's in really bad shape, I wouldn't go in." Beast Boy rattled off this lie as he opened the door to the fridge and took out his quart of soy milk.

"Too bad, wonder how she caught it." Cyborg said.

Beast Boy opened up the carton of milk and chugged the entire thing in one go, downing every last drop. He let out a sizeable belch and threw the carton over his shoulder, which landed a few feet to the right of the trash can with a soft thud.

"Dang. I don't think I've ever been that thirsty." Cyborg quipped, smiling.

"Guys, I'm gonna go shower." Beast Boy said, raising a hand dismissively as he left the common room.

"Since when does Beast Boy shower in the middle of the afternoon?" Robin asked after the changeling was out of earshot.

"Since when does he shower period?" Cyborg chimed in.

"It is a mystery to me…" Starfire said innocently, but she couldn't keep herself from grinning.