Yes this one is very short, but I thought you all deserved something for hanging in there so far, I will try and make the next one longer.

So please read and enjoy

P.S. my handcuffs and rope are still unused, which means that I own none of them

Flowers?

How was that leaving her alone? Raven stood at her bedroom door staring at the absurdly large bouquet of roses that Robin had thrust into her hands, before running off to the training room. Honestly she was a little worried about the out of character way he seemed to be reacting; then again she had never seen him try and court anyone else.

She tossed the flowers in the corner where she could deal with them later and moved to sit above her bed. Mediating on the problem seemed the wisest choice for her, repeating her mantra softly she slid into herself.

Perhaps he had been hexed by Jinx, that they could cure and it would save her this dilemma. Yet she had sensed no signs of magic on him, Raven was afraid she would have to face this problem head on.

Wait…

She fell onto her bed softly as that last thought ran through her mind, she was Raven, she didn't 'do' fear.

"Obviously I do today." She sighed to herself, repositioning and setting her mind back to Robin and the possibilities of a relationship.

Robin, she imagined him holding her and kissing her. She smiled at the thought and felt a warm glow flush her pale features; she heard a faint pop in the corner of the room and opened her eyes to see the bouquet of flowers now showering a portion of her domain.

She sighed; this is why it wouldn't be a good idea to pursue this course of action. She'd end up destroying the tower by the time he came to his senses and broke it off; and then she would end up killing him for breaking her heart. She sighed again, this was useless. All this emotion running around her heart and mind, sure they had more freedom now that her father was gone, but she maintained control for a reason, not because she particularly wanted to. Even with Trigon gone she could still lose her control and destroy everything she had fought so hard for; albeit that it was more difficult to lose control lately unless she didn't meditate when she should.

Robin…

Her Robin…