Beast Boy skidded to a halt just behind the sofa where Cyborg was playing a
video game. He was panting for breath; a cold sweat had broken out on his
forehead.
"'Bout time you came back. I was starting to think that you got lost." Cyborg said, his eyes glued to the TV screen.
"Um...yeah, I, uhh, had to use the bathroom." Beast Boy fibbed.
"Whatever, Tofu Boy, get your furry green butt over here so I can kick your but as Mortal Combat III."
Robin emerged from his room an hour later, his hair still damp from taking a shower, mask firmly in place. He trudged to the main room, where Starfire swooped down in front of him, all smiles.
"Dearest friend," the beautiful Tamaranien girl gushed, "you have emerged! Shall I prepare you a nutritious yet appetizing meal?"
"No, thanks thought," Robin told her gently, "I think I'll just have some coffee. I'm not that hungry." At the word 'coffee' the entire room seemed to freeze.
"Coffee? COFFEE?!?!" Beast Boy spluttered, "What are you, some forty year old fat guy?!?!"
"Yeah, man," Cyborg interjected, "I thought that you hated coffee."
"I need the caffeine, all right?" Robin turned his back to them and stomped his way into the kitchen. He grabbed a coffee cup, which was painted to look like a fish and had a handle shaped like a fish tail, poured himself a cup of the strong black brew that Raven made every morning, and thumped down at the counter. Concerned for her good friend, Starfire seated herself next to him, gazing at him with sorrow in her eyes.
"Robin, are you feeling all right?" she looked concerned, "You do not seem like yourself today. You are not ill, are you?"
"No, I'm not ill. I just didn't sleep very well last night," he lied.
"With Beast Boy walking in his sleep and running into everything in sight, its no wonder you didn't sleep very well," Raven said in her monotone voice, never taking her eyes away from her book.
"BB walks in his sleep?" Cyborg spluttered with laughter, "That's how you got that black eye, isn't it?"
"Yeah, so?" Beast Boy pouted.
"You told me that Raven finally got so pissed at you that she finally hit you," Cyborg accused.
Raven snorted, "I wish," she muttered under her breath.
Robin seized the opportunity to change the subject. He didn't know how well his lies would hold up with Star looking at him like that. Those eyes, those beautiful green eyed, he could get lost in those eyes if he wasn't careful. He gazed at Star, who was currently preoccupied with the argument between Cyborg and Beast Boy.
The Tamaranien girl truly was beautiful. Her long, flame-colored hair looked so soft that he longed to run his hands through it every time he saw her. Her complexion was completely flawless, her hands lovely.
He was still gazing at her with a dreamy expression on his face, smiling slightly, when Starfire turned to face him.
"Robin, what is wrong, are you ill?" her expression filled with worry and concern.
"Hmm, what?" he jolted out of his reverie, everyone staring at him. He could feel his face turning red, "No, I'm fine, I'll just go and, huh, get some air."
He stood and quickly strode to the stairs that lead to the roof. Once he got outside, he took a deep breath, hoping to velar his head. How much longer could he keep up this charade? How much longer could he go on without someone figuring out how he felt about Starfire? He was surprised that Raven hadn't figured it out yet. She was usually quick to pick up on other people's feelings. He sighed and walked toward the edge of the roof. He sat and dangled his legs over the edge, a habit that drove Starfire nuts. She was always concerned that he would loose his balance and plummet to his death. Yeah right. His sense of balance was impeccable, not to mention a large number of gadgets in his utility belt that he could use to save himself.
He sat gazing out over the city skyline, a view that never failed to calm and sooth hid nerves. He felt himself relax, and then realized that he was being watched. He turned quickly to see that Starfire was standing behind him. He quickly stood and backed away from the edge of the building.
"Star! How long have you been watching me?"
"Not many minutes, friend. May I sit and gaze at the city with you for a while?"
"Um, sure, I guess" she sat down beside him, her gaze fixed on the water far below. Now was the perfect time, they were alone. If only he could muster the courage to tell her how he felt...
"Starfire, there's something that I've been meaning to talk to you about..."
Will Robin find the courage to reveal his true feelings to Starfire? I'll update the story soon, keep in touch and feel free to review what you have already read!!!
"'Bout time you came back. I was starting to think that you got lost." Cyborg said, his eyes glued to the TV screen.
"Um...yeah, I, uhh, had to use the bathroom." Beast Boy fibbed.
"Whatever, Tofu Boy, get your furry green butt over here so I can kick your but as Mortal Combat III."
Robin emerged from his room an hour later, his hair still damp from taking a shower, mask firmly in place. He trudged to the main room, where Starfire swooped down in front of him, all smiles.
"Dearest friend," the beautiful Tamaranien girl gushed, "you have emerged! Shall I prepare you a nutritious yet appetizing meal?"
"No, thanks thought," Robin told her gently, "I think I'll just have some coffee. I'm not that hungry." At the word 'coffee' the entire room seemed to freeze.
"Coffee? COFFEE?!?!" Beast Boy spluttered, "What are you, some forty year old fat guy?!?!"
"Yeah, man," Cyborg interjected, "I thought that you hated coffee."
"I need the caffeine, all right?" Robin turned his back to them and stomped his way into the kitchen. He grabbed a coffee cup, which was painted to look like a fish and had a handle shaped like a fish tail, poured himself a cup of the strong black brew that Raven made every morning, and thumped down at the counter. Concerned for her good friend, Starfire seated herself next to him, gazing at him with sorrow in her eyes.
"Robin, are you feeling all right?" she looked concerned, "You do not seem like yourself today. You are not ill, are you?"
"No, I'm not ill. I just didn't sleep very well last night," he lied.
"With Beast Boy walking in his sleep and running into everything in sight, its no wonder you didn't sleep very well," Raven said in her monotone voice, never taking her eyes away from her book.
"BB walks in his sleep?" Cyborg spluttered with laughter, "That's how you got that black eye, isn't it?"
"Yeah, so?" Beast Boy pouted.
"You told me that Raven finally got so pissed at you that she finally hit you," Cyborg accused.
Raven snorted, "I wish," she muttered under her breath.
Robin seized the opportunity to change the subject. He didn't know how well his lies would hold up with Star looking at him like that. Those eyes, those beautiful green eyed, he could get lost in those eyes if he wasn't careful. He gazed at Star, who was currently preoccupied with the argument between Cyborg and Beast Boy.
The Tamaranien girl truly was beautiful. Her long, flame-colored hair looked so soft that he longed to run his hands through it every time he saw her. Her complexion was completely flawless, her hands lovely.
He was still gazing at her with a dreamy expression on his face, smiling slightly, when Starfire turned to face him.
"Robin, what is wrong, are you ill?" her expression filled with worry and concern.
"Hmm, what?" he jolted out of his reverie, everyone staring at him. He could feel his face turning red, "No, I'm fine, I'll just go and, huh, get some air."
He stood and quickly strode to the stairs that lead to the roof. Once he got outside, he took a deep breath, hoping to velar his head. How much longer could he keep up this charade? How much longer could he go on without someone figuring out how he felt about Starfire? He was surprised that Raven hadn't figured it out yet. She was usually quick to pick up on other people's feelings. He sighed and walked toward the edge of the roof. He sat and dangled his legs over the edge, a habit that drove Starfire nuts. She was always concerned that he would loose his balance and plummet to his death. Yeah right. His sense of balance was impeccable, not to mention a large number of gadgets in his utility belt that he could use to save himself.
He sat gazing out over the city skyline, a view that never failed to calm and sooth hid nerves. He felt himself relax, and then realized that he was being watched. He turned quickly to see that Starfire was standing behind him. He quickly stood and backed away from the edge of the building.
"Star! How long have you been watching me?"
"Not many minutes, friend. May I sit and gaze at the city with you for a while?"
"Um, sure, I guess" she sat down beside him, her gaze fixed on the water far below. Now was the perfect time, they were alone. If only he could muster the courage to tell her how he felt...
"Starfire, there's something that I've been meaning to talk to you about..."
Will Robin find the courage to reveal his true feelings to Starfire? I'll update the story soon, keep in touch and feel free to review what you have already read!!!
