Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans. I do not own anything but Primal. But so what? What do you own? Yeah.. thought so.

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Raven was floating on the roof of Titans' Tower in the lotus position, trying to find her center. Cyborg had fixed all of the lights in the tower and everyone inside was content to believe that it had been some malfuntion not in any way related to the empath's emotion driven powers. She opened her eyes and sighed. The turmoil she was feeling was completely shutting her out of her own mind. She couldn't meditate. She couldn't enter Nevermore. She was at a loss for words as to what could be going on with her emotions.

'Umm..' Timid began. 'I-Is Beast Boy g-going to be okay?'

'BB'll be fine.' Brave laughed. 'After all the punishment we've given him he's built up ...a ...tolerance to-...' Raven could feel her tough emoticlone getting weaker. She was miserable. 'Wow... guess...uh guess that's nothing to brag about...'

Raven shook her head and tried to ignore the pointless ramblings within her own mind. After a few moments of mental silence, the empath was begining to calm down. She would be okay. Beast Boy would be okay. Everything was fine.

'...So what're you gonna get BB?' Happy asked. Raven, eyes half lided, began fuming and stood to go back inside. 'Is it in the tower?'

'No. I'm not getting him anything. Shut up.'

'Wow. Rude much?' Rude asked. Raven was sure the orange emoticlone was rolling her eyes.

'How did you forget his birthday to begin with? It's not like he's not on your mind all day anyway.' Anger grumbled.

Happy giggled in her mind. 'You were too busy thinking about OTHER BB things'

'What is THAT supposed to mean?' Raven growled back.

'You should've been thinking about Beast Boy's birthday instead of just Beast Boy in his birthday suit!' Rude commented, causing a chorus of laughter inside the empath's mind. She blushed madly and tried to counter when Timid spoke.

'H-hes not ALWAYS n-nak-ked in our thoughts...'

'...lying doesnt suit you' Brave grinned. 'Stop blushing and just grab a handful of somethin'!' Raven nearly fainted at that.

"That's enough!" Raven yelled aloud, thoroughly silencing all her emotions.

Save for one.

'No such thing.' Came the near-moan of her newest emotion. Though Raven had never met this emotion, nor even heard her speak at all, she new by the voice alone who it must have been. 'If you don't want him fine. Rip his cothes off, tie him up, and throw him into the mirror.' She purred.

Raven's eyes were large as dinner plates and her blush was redder than her father's skin. Steam was rising from the neckline of her cloack and she could register nothing else. She opened her mouth to form a reply, a rude remark of some sort, but nothing ever came. She had no voice to speak of, or with for that matter. Stunned, confused, and embarassed beyond reason, the purple haired girl lifted her hood back onto her head, and began walking silently back into the tower.

She opened the door slowly, took a deep breath, and headed inside.

'You'll share him with us right, Horny?' Happy asked Lust with a giggle.

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Caesar sat on his top bunk of Jump City prison cell number 414 with a frown and eyes near tears. The room was cold, and dark, with an odd odor permiating the air and steel alike. It was cramped, probably about six by twelve, with only the two bunks and a small digusting looking sink. The tan skinned teen sniffled slightly and began rocking back and forth. From the hallway and nearly every cell on the floor he ocupied, one could here screaming and yelling of both pain and anger. Horrible things were probably happening all around him. He looked at the bars sepearting him from the rest of the villains in the huge building and felt the tears he'd been holding back slam against the last bit of his resolve.

"I c-can't believe it." He said sniffling again and trying not to break down. "The portion sizes are so small." He couldn't take it anymore and he began to cry. "How can they expect me to survive with only three meals a day?" He whined, whiping his cheek and, again, sniffling at the tragedy he was staring in.

"Bitch are you crying?" Came a loud gravely voice from underneath his own bunk. His cellmate came into view, and grunted as he stood and turned towards the new convict. The man stood at around seven feet and had only one eye. The other was instead just an empty window seal with the curtain let down. It was revolting but Caesar seemed not to notice.

"Your eye is gross dude." Or maybe he had.

"What the fuck did you just say, puto?" The man asked grabbing at the much smaller occupant.

"Nada guey. Pero tu-" He was cut off as the larger of the two cellmates yanked the entire bunk down effortlessly. "Aye!" The teen yelped and leapt up, narrowly avoiding a large fist.

"Come 'ere you rat bastard!"

"No you might touch me with your forehead anu-" Again the teen was swatted at, and again he dodged just barely. "Tranquilo cabron! Let me finish a sentence pinche to-"

WHAM!

Caesar suddenly found himself grounded on his back, the huge man towering over him and now brandishing what appeared to be a toothrush with a razor blade melted into the head. His eyes whidened and the fear on his face was evident. This pleased the attacker.

"Y-you..." His voice was trembling.

"Yes me." The brute said grinning proudly. "I will kill you right here. RIght now."

"Y-Your'e the leva that stole my toothbrush! Evil! Evil! Evil!" With that said the teen effortlessly shoved the older man hard into the wall behind him, knocking the sink out completely. He stood slowly, smile growing over his features. His sharp teeth shining nearly as brightly as his joy filled eyes. "Vato... Hehe.. I'm sorry, but I'm hungry." He advanced upon the downed villain slowly.

"Y-your'e wh-what?"

"Shhh... hehehe... just let it happen." He joked with a dark smile.

"Don't rape me!"

"Oh I wi-... what? EWWWWW!" Caesar nearly vomited. "EWEWEWEWEW!" His face was green with sickness and his stomache visably trembled. "That's sick! What the hell!? Chinga tu - I can't even tal-... what the ACTUAL HELL!?" He shook his head, almost as if he was dissapointed in the other man. "Your'e sick."

"Hey! Quiet down in there!" Yelled a heavily moustached guard in a southern accent as he walked up to the bars of the small banged a nightstick on the bars loudly and the two of it's inhabitants turned to him, each with a different expression.

"Ay, guard dude, can I have a new roomate? This one is broken... and he's making me uncomfortable." He walked up to the guard, face geting very close to his. It wasn't an intimidating act though. The guard blushed. "Vato, your face is turning red. Sick man?"

The guard backed away slightly before becoming angry. "I said shut up!" He demanded, smacking the fingers of the convict, which were wrapped around one of the bars.

"Ay! Chinga tu- AH, fuck!" He whelped, retracting his hand and blowing on it. "Why?" He looked up and growled. "I'm not doing anything wrong!" Caesar shook his head. "This place doesn't make any sense. Let me out cabron, I'm going to mi casa."

"It don't work that way carnal." The previously quieted man answered from behind.

"Then how's it work? Iv'e never been in a place like this. I don't know the uh.. the pinche protocalls or whatever, man. Don' I get, like, a lawyer or something?"

"...Were your maranda rights not read to you?" The guard asked, snapping out of his odd mood swing. When the caged man shook his head he continued with a sigh. "If that's true. You'll be let out."

"Really?" Caesar was practically shaking with excitement. "I-"

GRRRRUUUURRRUUUURRRRR

He was cut off by the overly-loud roar of his empty stomache.

"...Didn't you eat twenty minutes ago?"The guard asked with a chuckle as he walked away to investigate the hungry teen's predicament.

Suddenly red lights began flashing through out the halls of the large prison and the nearly deafening scream of a large siren pierced the ear drums of everyone within the walls.

"What's going on?" Caesar asked as he nudged the officer with his elbow.

"A prison bre-" He stopped his reply upon realizing that the teen was now outside of his cell and the bars once holding him in were now bent slightly. Just enough in for him to squeeze through. "How'd you get out?" He demanded drawing a gun.

"The alarm freaked me out." He answered looking at the gun now pointed at his face. "I don't like guns. Can you put that back?" The officer, unsure of exactly what to make of the situation, slowly lowered the gun. "Gracias... so... Prison break? Need any help?" He asked poping his shoulder and neck as he stratched a bit. "I'll help put everyone back in their cages if you need."

"I'm sorry but I can't le-AAAAHHH!" He screamed mid sentence, in pain, as he was struck by a large jolt of electricity.

Caesar watched the polite officer drop to the ground on his knees, smoking and clothes slightly charred. "Ooooraleeee..." He started as he leaned left to inspect the culperit with mild interest. "I guess you're part of the prison break eh?" He asked looking at the towering electric body of Overload.

The monster laughed slightly.

"Which cell is yours vato?" The teen asked politely, cracking his knuckles and neck once more. He began walking towards the villian with a large smile on his face. "I apolgize in advance.. I'm uh hehehe not very good at holding back."

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Beast Boy sat on his top bunk, alone in his room. His brain felt fuzzy. Like he'd neglected sleep for several days. He felt a distinct ache in his head and wondered, though very briefly, what the cause could be. He felt like this once every couple of months. It had been happening since he fought Adonis years ago and he knew it must be related to the chemicals he had been exposed to. He looked around his uncharacteristically clean room and felt a bit of pride. He was growing up in a way.

His ears twitched as he heard footsteps walking by his door. Soft footsteps that scuffed the ground every few steps or so. Raven. She must be heading back to her room from the roof. He smiled slightly. He knew her so much better than she could have possibly realized.

"Well... " He thought aloud, looking around once more. He lifted his hand to his head. "No fever. Not morphing into the beast." He listed these thoughts as he tilted his head back and looked up at the ceiling. "I guess we're good."

"I guessss ssso." The familiar hissing voice spoke.

"Great." The chagenling muttered as he hoped off of his bed and made his way towards the door. "Now I'm hearing voices."

"Fool." It spoke simply. The voice was aloud, but there was clearly no one else in the room. It was more than a little frightening.

Raven would be able to offer him some help. Surely the combination of her unfathomable intelligence and her love of all things creepy would make this situation right up her alley. He stopped in front of his door as it opened and took a deep breath. He exhaled and began marching in psuedo confidence towards the team healer's room. He passed through the hallway slowly. Wheels turning in his head. He blushed.

'What the heck is wrong with me?' He asked himself, trying to shake the red from his face. 'I'm just giong to ask her about the voices. Not like I'm gonna ask her out on a date or anything.'

As he stepped in front of the metal that seperated him from the object of his absolute affection, he felt nervous. Lately it seemed like anytime he talked to the girl in question, he would become shy and nervous. Like every word exchanged with her was somehow life or death. His hand tentativly reached for the door, shaking every centimeter of the way. He gulped and the trembling grew steadily worse. He began to sweat. Right before his gloved knuckles could have rapped on the door, he lost all sense and bolted away from the almost-scene at top speed. He leapt into his room and the door closed immediatly behind him.

'What's wrong with me?' He thought miserably. I just needed to ask a question. Why did I get so nervous? Theses voices are driving me crazy.'

Knock knock

His eyes darted to the offending noise and a lumo formed in his throat. He knew that smell. That wonderful, amazing, delicious, torturing smell. He inhaled and his blush returned. Raven was at his door.

"It's open Rae! Ven! Raven! The door is open!" His skin was scarlet.

The door swished open and the most beautiful woman in his world stepped inside his chamber. The door again closed, and he was alone with his most amazing teamate.

"Do ya need something Raven?" He asked scratching the back of his neck nervously. She eyed him suspiciously and raised a brow. She considered him for a moment. "

"How did you know it was me?"

"Uh... " He blushed.

She rolled her eyes but under her hood her face was tinged pink. "You were just at my door. Is there somehting you need?"

"How did you know it was me?" He mocked. This time he could see her blush.

"Really?" She nearly barked.

"Tell ya what. I'll tell you how I knew. But you have to tell me how you knew." The empath weighed her options in her head but after a few long moments she nodded her acceptance. The boy grinned excitedly, face still red and heart still erratic. "Your scent." He said simply, to whch the half demoness stared in surprise. "Well... y'know... hightened animal senses... you uh... smell nice." He finished with a now unreal shade of cherry red, fully hiding all of his green skin above the neck.

He face was not much different. She nodded after a couple seconds of thought beofore speaking. "Thanks... I guess... "

"So how did you know?"

"Your emotions." When he simply waited for her to continue she sighed. "You know I sense emotions as subconsciously as you ...smell people." She lightly jabbed. "I can't help but feel the waves of emotions people send out. Everyone has a few base emotions that they emit more."

"So what emotions do I emit most?" He asked, finally calming down a bit.

"Fear," She started flatly. His ears drooped slightly but she continued on anyway. "With a lot of sadness. Also, you emit an unusual amount of affection.. "

'Ask him!' Brave coached from the sidelines.

'Hurry hurry hurry!' Happy called excitedly.

'No!' Raven bellowed in her mind. But then she heard it. From her own mouth. Without her consent.

"Who the hell are you ga ga for anyway?"

Raven was mortified.

Anger.

'What were you thinking!?' Raven demanded from the red cloaked emoticlone.

'I want to know. You want to know. All of the idiots here in your stupid cowardly brain want to know.'

"R-Raven?" Beast Boy asked, putting a hand on the girl's shoulder. She snapped back to reality.

"I'm sorry Beast Boy. You don't have to answe-"

"You... I like you Raven. Honestly it goes way further than that." He was doing it. He was telling her how he felt. He was so happy. "I'm head over heels in lo-" She slapped a hand over his mouth to keep him quiet.

"No." She said sternly. "I don't know what you think you're feeling but you don't... you don't have those kind of feelings for me." Her emotions were starting to riot. Several items in the room became incased in black magic and starting flying around the room. With her message accross, she sunk into her pool of black and teleported to her own room.

Beast Boy was left in his room alone. His eyes were stinging. His chest ached.

"Fool." The voice spoke.

Beast Boy groaned and crumpled to his knees, hunched over and holding his palms to his eyes. It had been a long day.

EER EER EER

The alarm blared in the tower and he groaned again. Perfect. He opened the door and prepared to dart to the common room, but was stopped as a familiar black talon of energy grabed him and drug him swiftly to the room of his more-than-a-crush. He opened his mouth and let out a girly shriek. He flailed around in an attempt to free himself but it was all in vain. He frantically rolled ad turned but he was almost to her wide open door now. Suddenly his vision went black and he was unconscious.

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A/N: Do you like what you see? Or uh.. read? Review and follow this story. I kinda rushed through the first chapter but I promise I will get progressivly better at managing my time. Also, do you like Caesar? Are you good at drawing? PM me if you are :3 and hell, PM me if your'e not.