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All day and all night

my desire for you

unwinds like a poisonous snake.

--Samar Sen, "Love"

Chapter Three

Just a Little Closer…

Robin awoke to a gentle knocking on his door. He kept his eyes closed and ignored it. Probably just that girl who brings me the meals, he thought, She always just walks in anyways so I'll just lay here till she brings it in. To his surprise, she didn't enter. The knocking just came again, this time just a little more persistent. He stood up, not thinking about what he was wearing. When he swung the door open, he realized that it couldn't have been that girl because this was the door between his and Raven's rooms.

He looked down into Raven's calm face and stood aside for her to enter. She did so and went to sit on a comfortable looking wing-back chair in a corner. She then looked back at him and her eyes got wider before she raised an eyebrow and smirked at him.

"What?" he asked, a bit more defensively than he intended.

"I don't suppose you normally wear clothes to answer the door do you?" she queried in an innocent voice. He looked down at himself and went only a little red before he composed himself. He had on a pair of black shorts and nothing else. He knew that she was alluding less to his actual clothing than implying that he had purposely worn little to answer her knock.

"I don't suppose you make it a habit to stare at my half-naked body do you?" he quipped. It was her turn to blush. She had indeed been admiring his rather impressive abdominal muscles. Let's see… two… four… six, she had counted with relish, impressive, very impressive.

"Would you have a problem with it if I did?"

"I never said that. Actually it's quite the contrary. I wouldn't mind seeing you like this, either, as a matter of fact," he said, trying to judge her reaction.

Staying as nonchalant as ever, she replied, "You would have to have more than a breath-taking body to get me into that particular state of dress."

"Who's to say I don't have more than that?"

Before she could respond, someone knocked on the other door and the woman entered once again with two trays of food before taking a bowing exit. The meal was much the same as the day before, with only the herring replaced by trout. The pair was almost done eating when Robin looked up to see Raven looking at him intently.

"What?" he defended again.

"I can't understand this. I've met you before. I know that much. But where?" she mused, almost to herself. Briefly, Robin considered telling her, but something in him just wouldn't let him do it. Maybe it was the fact that her powers didn't seem emotion driven. Maybe he wanted to see what she would do. Maybe it was because she, Raven, the dark and beautiful sorceress, was flirting with him.

"How about this," he began, shaking her out of her semi-trance to eye him nervously, "I'll tell you where you might know me from… if you agree to kiss me." He knew that there was about as much of a chance of that as a snowball's chance in hell, but he couldn't help but tease her. What he didn't expect was her response.

"I'll kiss you… if you can guess the answer to this riddle. Are we agreed?" Robin nodded uncertainly.

"Who makes it hath no need for it. Who buys it hath no use for it. Who uses it hath no knowledge of it. What is it?" she asked. Robin thought about it for a minute. It would be something he would never guess…

"I give up. What is the answer?"

"A grave." It figures she would pick something like that, he thought. She smirked, showing that she had known he wouldn't be able to answer her riddle. He rolled his eyes at her.

"Do you want to walk around some more today? We will more than likely need to go to the castle soon. My invitation said to arrive early so I could have a room to stay in," he said.

"I do not doubt that you were asked to get there before hand. You are her next prize, I see. Oh yes, I remember now that someone in the village said she was rather persistent that you be on the guest list for her niece's wedding. Do you have no idea why?" she asked.

"No. Who are you talking about?"

"You shall see when we arrive, I suppose. I believe her intentions will be made very clear."

Robin had no idea what she was talking about and decided to shrug it off. He stood, then stretched, showing of his muscles and grinning at her.

"So, I guess you're just going to stay there and watch me change clothed, huh?" he asked her tauntingly.

"I was considering it," she said monotonously. When he gaped at her, she smirked and continued, "I was only teasing."

"Sure you were." It was her turn to stare.

"Do not insult me by implying things that are not real," she said icily.

"Raven, I wasn't serious. I'm sorry if I offended you," he said as he moved closer to her. She turned away from him and moved towards the door between their rooms. He stopped her with a hand on her shoulder. When she didn't turn to face him, he turned her around himself.

"Raven, don't you believe me?"

Looking uncomfortable about the close proximity between them, Raven said, "I believe you, but I still don't want to be in here when you change clothes."

"Oh, yeah, I forgot about that," he told her sheepishly. Raven smiled and went back to her room. Watching her go, a strange thought floated into Robin's mind. And she was talking about what I was wearing. Like she has any room to talk. Not that I really mind…

Half an hour later, Raven and Robin left the clothing store they had gone to the day before. The pair had returned to see how long it would take to finish the clothes. It ended up being one week.

"That is cutting it quite short, you know," she began, "The wedding is the day after that. If we don't get them picked up or they end up being ruined then we won't have time to find anything appropriate for me to where."

"Don't worry. If things don't work out, you can just wear that," he said with a sigh. "Or you could stay in the room and not go to the wedding," he added after seeing the look on her face. Emotionally driven powers or no, it still made Robin nervous to see her showing some of her feelings, particularly anger.

"You wish me to stop worrying, don't you?"

"Well, yeah, a little."

"I will try."

"Thanks," he said with a smile.

They wandered back to the inn and packed up their things. With a tip for Jonathon left at the front desk and a message that his things should be sent to the castle, they set off for their destination. It was around ten o'clock, so Robin assumed that he would eat lunch when they arrived. He and Raven stepped out of the inn into dazzling sunlight. They walked around to the back of the inn to retrieve Robin's horse. He mounted the horse, expecting Raven to do the same, only to look down and see her looking at him dubiously. With a sigh, he jumped off the horse and held out his hand to her. She continued to stare at him quizzically.

"What?" he asked her, "You have to get on the horse."

"I don't ride horses."

"How do you plan on getting there then? Surely you don't think that you're going to fly, do you?" Her blush told him everything he needed to know. "Look, Rae, it's not like I have a problem with you flying. I just have a problem with you running away."

She sighed in defeat and took his hand. He helped her onto the horse and then remounted, seating himself right behind her. Sliding a strong arm around her waist, he let the horse begin the journey. He had done it partially to keep her from falling off and floating away, but mainly to see what her reaction would be. He was rewarded instantly with a small gasp and a blushing Raven. He chuckled softly.

"What ever is the matter?" he teased, knowing full well that she wouldn't respond to him. He sighed. "Oh come on, I'm only making sure that you don't run off."

"And you expect me to believe this?"

"Of course I do."

"You honestly expect me to believe that this has nothing to do with some insane desire of yours to touch my body? That you don't just want to feel me squirm? Even without reading your mind I can feel it radiating off of you like the sun radiates heat. I am no idiot."

"I know. You fail to realize that, while I do find you immensely attractive, I have yet to actually violate you. I do enjoy touching you, but I wouldn't do this for that purpose alone. And now more than ever I wish you were wearing different clothes."

"You say that like it would help."

"It would. I wouldn't be able to see so much of you. I wouldn't be touching your bare skin. I wouldn't be-"

"I understand. Just stop."

"Alright." Robin released his grip on her waist and let her slide forward a couple of inches. Somewhere in a part of his mind that he usually tried to ignore was a feeling of satisfaction that he had been able to make her nervous. "I'm sorry, Raven. I shouldn't have done that. I hope you can accept my apology, and I give you permission to fly beside the horse."

He saw her turn her head so she could look at him out of the corner of her eye. With a sigh she shook her head and scooted back to where she had been sitting before. With satisfaction of her own, she saw her companion blush with the contact. She leaned back into his chest.

"I'm fine sitting right here," she informed him.

"I'm not. Move forward a little," he said with a strained voice. Somewhere in his mind, he just couldn't help himself from thinking, Just a little closer…

"You didn't seem to have a problem touching me a minute ago," she taunted as her empathy powers told her exactly how uncomfortable she was making him. She realized that he was honestly trying not to invade her space, no matter how much he wanted to.

"I would appreciate it greatly if you would just move forward a little, Raven," he managed to get out. He sighed in gratitude as well as disappointment when she finally gave in and slid forward. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," came the grumbled reply.

"Raven, you don't seriously want me to, do you?" he asked with some astonishment. But his wonder didn't even compare to the shock he felt when he heard her reply.

"Maybe…" she whispered in a sly voice.

"I think we ought to change the subject before this gets out of hand," he insisted, trying his best to be stern even though he deliriously wanted to give in to her. She would kill me if she remembered the titans. Not to mention that these feelings for her just sort of came out of nowhere, he thought shakily.

The pair conversed aimlessly for a while, neither noticing the sunlight fading until heavy droplets of water began to fall from the darkened sky. Robin looked up in dismay. The rain would only serve to delay their progress, due to the need to find a temporary shelter from Mother Nature's tears. Robin groaned audibly, and without a word Raven lifted her hands and created a black, impromptu umbrella. He shot her a thankful grin, and she smirked right back. They realized that their idle chatter would have to be discontinued, at least for the time being, due to the pounding of the rain that drowned out their voices.

Not without difficulty, Raven and Robin finally managed to make their way to the castle. On the way, they had triumphed over rain, a bucking horse, a few falls into the mud, and most of all the desire to be in each others' arms, though both were too proud to admit to said desire.

"Oh, joyous meetings, Lord Grayson," said a perky voice from across the entrance hall. Both Robin and Raven were soaking wet and presently found nothing joyous about it. "I am most pleased that you were able to make the journey! I do hope you did not find the journey too trying on your nerves," continued the voice and directing every comment at Robin, totally ignoring the girl beside him. He pushed his sopping hair out of his eyes and was face to face with none other than Starfire.

"Uh, it wasn't too bad, I guess. We made it through alive, I think." His response earned him a graceful snort from his dark companion. Starfire still seemed content to disregard her presence.

"I am quite pleased that you did," she said, oblivious to the sarcasm in his voice.

Robin sighed with a look at Raven. She seemed completely miserable for some reason.

"Excuse me, your highness, but I am wondering, do you happen to have a room I could stay in for the time being? I would be more than happy to pay for any inconvenience I may cause."

"Oh, it is no inconvenience whatsoever, dear sir," she bubbled.

"Ok, then do you have any rooms that are adjoining? I would like my companion to have a room to herself."

"I am certain that there will be a free room down the hall from yours," she said in what she knew to be a convincingly innocent voice.

"Um, actually, I'd like her to be closer than 'down the hall'. I would sleep better knowing that I could be there quickly, lest anything should happen."

"Do not worry. Nothing of that manner will happen within these walls."

"Just the same, I like her being close to me in case I need her help." Robin could almost feel the laughter dying to escape her throat.

"I will give you rooms adjoining each others' with a private bathroom. Will that suit your needs?" the queen asked with a sigh.

He smiled warmly at her. "Yes, that will be perfect. Thank you very much for your generosity, your highness. May we have an escort so that we may rest?" Starfire nodded, and a shapely young woman stepped out from the shadows to show them to the room.

After "lunch" had been consumed, it was relatively late in the evening. The two birds retired to their rooms to be alone with their thoughts. Raven couldn't help but wonder why he had been so insistent on having neighboring rooms. Surely he didn't think she would off here. So why the need to be so close? She continued to be bombarded by questions that she knew she could answer, if only she could read his mind.

For a little while Robin was content with pondering his dilemma, wondering why neither girl remembered even though he did, where the boys were, whether they remembered, how long it would take to restore the lost memories. Then his traitorous mind settled on the thing that was fast becoming a welcome distraction for his normalcy-deprived mind, the eye-candy that was his teammate and one of his best friends, the enticingly dark and exotic Raven. She was beautiful, gorgeous in fact, and he just couldn't understand why it had taken so long for him to see it. He was roused from his musing by a knock on their shared door. Grinning, he stood to answer it.

"I'm wearing clothes this time. Are you happy?" he teased.

"Ecstatic," she responded, with a roll of her eyes, "But I came over to tell you to try to relax a little. My empathic powers are picking up a lot of pent up emotion and I'm having a hard time getting to sleep."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Rae. I'll try."

"Thanks. I'm going back to bed now."

Without a look back, she turned to her room and quietly shut the door behind her. Both titans crawled into bed, neither knowing that the other was thinking of them. Before drifting off into a calm sleep, Robin's last thought was, When she finally remembers, she'll probably kill me for what's happened so far. But until then…

Raven had a little more difficulty getting to sleep. Even after she felt his subconscious relaxing into sleep, she was still more than a bit frazzled at the day's events. In fact, it was his relaxing aura radiating from the abutting room that finally calmed her enough to think that she might find sleep after all that night. Ironic, she thought. Then her thoughts turned treacherous. I wonder when she's going to move in on him. I don't think he even suspects. Odd that he can pick up on all of my tricks but can't even see the trap right in front of him. All well, that at least is not my problem…

Hi peoples! It's two in the morning right now so if that last chapter wasn't up to standards, it's my own fault for not waiting until a decent hour to write this. I can't really think of much to say right now, so I'll go with the usual: begging for reviews. PLEASE REVIEW FOR ME! I really need reviews so I can make sure that I'm not giving everyone what they hate. Oh yeah, if anyone seems OOC, I am really sorry, but that was just the way this chapter had to be. I needed to start the Robin/Raven stuff so I could be building up to later chapters. And Starfire might be OOC for a while because her character is different than her real self. In here she was born royal on earth, so she might be a little stuck up. She's used to getting anything she wants. I have gotten mainly two types of suggestions for Beast Boy, so he is either going to be a stable boy or something like that, or a jester for Star or for the wedding. I can't decide yet. I hope you liked this chapter. Now go review for me, please? If you want, I would like it if you read my other story, Follow the Leader. Thanks!

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