A/N) Here it is guys! Another brilliant chapter composed by yours truly! Ok so I'm not that brilliant but still, I'm glad you like it anyway. Thanks so much for your favorites and reviews. I love it when I find that someone else likes my story. Anyway here is another chappy, hope it's worth your time and I hope it was worth writing. Enjoy!

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They were gone... just like that.

The thugs looked out the opened window, the dark street below was empty.

"Aww man Burke... we is in SO much trouble when the boss finds out we lost her again!" The smaller man grumbled in fear.

A slap on the back of his shut him up, "Can it moron... we'll just keep lookin' for 'em until we find 'em. No get your butt out and lets go look. They don't have a ride so they can't be far." Burke hissed shoving his partner out the room door.

If he didn't find this girl, he really would be in big trouble.

They ran.

Well, actually Izzy was doing most of the running. Argent was just clinging to him. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist as he ran forward making her jerk with every step. She buried her face in the crook of his neck in fear and confusion.

Isaiah was to busy trying to figure out what to do next. He had to figure out were to take this girl. Who was proving to be more than one kind of burden at the moment. She was pretty light but still, running with a grown girl on your back would be hard for anyone.

Now for the real problem, he had no place to drop her off, or any place for himself to stay now too. Ivy's was out, his place was out... so where could he-

"Izzy?" Her voice interrupted his thinking, she sounded smaller than she normally was.

"Uhu?" He answered absently.

"I, where are 'we' going?" She asked slowly, "What happened back there exactly?"

He let out a heavy sigh, "I don't have a clue Arg, but... it's getting too dangerous to keep you around-"

"What! You... you want to throw me somewhere else don't you?" She sounded on the verge of breaking.

The unexpected sound of her voice made a lump come up in his throat that he had a hard time swallowing before he answered, "No Argent, I'm not going to throw you somewhere. That would be..." He didn't finish, a bus stop loomed in his line of vision despite the dark.

"Ok here, we'll wait for the bus, I think I know where to go next." He informed her as he slowly slipped her off.

She regretfully let go of him and sat on the freezing bench. Well, it felt cold compared to his warm back. She shivered and huddled together, lifting her knees up and wrapping her arms around them. She let out a shuddering, sad sigh and let her face fall on her knees.

Isaiah was busy fumbling for any left over bus tokens he might have and was thankful for the fact that he was one of those guys that didn't wear PJ's. Or even own PJ's for that matter. He still had a few left from that morning. Her sad sigh was what grabbed his attention.

"Arg.?" He looked at her tight curled up figure, she looked so much smaller and vulnerable then she really was. A strange twinge in his heart made him feel really weird.

"Argent, come on, it's ok. Those freaks won't get you." He tried to comfort her. He wasn't too good at feelings, or girls, or anything that had to do with both. The only feeling he was good at was anger.

"I'm not scared for me Izzy." Her voice came muffled.

The Moroccan raised a dark brow, "Say what now? Than why do you always look so scared after dealings with those guys?" Now she was really confusing him.

She let out another muffled sigh and lifter her head. She wasn't crying, no, actually she looked completely stoic at the moment. He wasn't sure if she was entirely sane for a second. Which scared him a little.

"I'm scared for everyone else. I'm worried that I'm causing more problems by running. I know I'm not worth any of your help. And it's making me think. Maybe I should just go with them the next time they find us. It would be easier on everyone, especially you." Her crimson eyes linked with his, unwavering. She meant everything she was saying and it made him felt slightly guilty.

"Argent." Unconsciously, his hands found there way to her bare upper arms in a gentle hold, "It's ok, listen I'm sorry for yelling at you yesterday, but you just freaked me out with your weird phase. Anyway, that's not important right now, Their not going to find you again Arg, and if they somehow manage to, I won't let them take you. Ok." He assured her in a soft voice that he wasn't familiar with.

Her big beautiful eyes seemed to lighten as his words registered, "You mean it Izzy? Why?" She cocked her head to the side cutely as she asked.

He cleared his throat, "I don't know yet but... I let you know when I find out myself."

She smiled.

Then all at once that smile faded, she bit her black shaded bottom lip and slowly detached her arms, that he was still holding onto. Then as if in a strange dream she stood up and backed away. Isaiah didn't understand her strangeness this time, what did he do wrong now?

He looked at her, she was busy finding the dark sidewalk very interesting. He sighed, another headache coming on.

That's when his eye fell on the bus stop clock... Next bus at... 12:00 pm! Dang it, no wonder a bus wouldn't come. It was 2 in the freakin' morning!

He let out an exasperated groan and let his head fall back irritated. If these thugs didn't kill him, this stress would.

HONK! HONK!

Argent squeaked and fell off the bus bench she was currently sleeping on. Izzy sucked in his breath to keep from laughing at her hilarious facial expression.

"Morning Snow-White." He chuckled and helped her up, "Come on the bus is here, we gotta roll if we want to stay alive."

She shook her head as if shaking out her sleepiness and stepped up onto the humming bus. Isaiah paid their fare and smiled at the grouchy looking bus driver. Then he led her down the aisle and sat them in an old worn out seat.

Argent sat by the window and he made himself comfortable next to her. She wasn't all too comfortable with their proximity at the moment but...

Her eyes caught someone taking a seat on the chair across them. It was an elderly woman, she had a fashion magazine, even though she looked like she was to old for the fashion of these days.

Argent shifted, and went back to the window. A few minutes of zoning out she had the strangest feeling, they were being watched. She turned her head and saw the older woman smiling at her. It wasn't a mean or creepy smile. It was just weird that she was smiling at her at all.

Argent decided to ignore her after she gave her a quick nod of her own head. Five minutes later, she was still watching Argent. The woman kept at it until Argent decided to say something.

"Ahem, um, excuse me but... can I 'elp you?" She asked in her most polite voice.

The women let out a strangely bubbly giggle, "Aw, you have an accent! That is so cute!"

Argent raised her eye brows... ooookkkaaay. This was weird. She looked over at Izzy, he was busy trying to sleep. Ignoring everything around him at the moment.

"How long?"

Argent blinked, was this woman talking to her. The expectant look on her face said she was, "Um, excuse me?"

The woman smiled wider, "How long have you two adorable young people been dating?"

Now that caught Isaiah's attention.

He sat up and stared at the women, "Say what?" Now he was confused.

His dark grey eyes looked at Argent questioningly, the poor white skinned girl shrugged.

The woman caught their attention with another loud giggle.

"Aw, just so adorable!"

Argent was more than flustered by this person, Isaiah looked more annoyed than confused now.

They both decided to ignore this lady. They had bigger worries on their mind.

But she wouldn't take the hint, no, instead she got out of her seat and sat right next to Izzy making him squish against Argent who did not appreciate that at all.

"So tell me, how old are you two?"

"Um..." Argent had no idea how to answer this seemingly harmless but extremely annoying woman. She wasn't used to happy, bubbly people. She'd always known how to deal with jerks, bitches, thieves, and morons... but not normal people.

"21," Izzy's voice cut in her head.

That shocked her, 21! Wow, she was not expecting that.

He looked annoyed when she looked at him, he was just trying to get rid of her.

"Oh such a beautiful age, how about you sweetheart!?" She gushed towards Argent.

"Um... 18?"

Now it was Isaiah's turn to get surprised. He looked at her strangely but she was to busy trying to figure out how to get this women to move so she could breathe. Izzy's body was too close, warm, solid... and... too close.

The woman's face dropped unexpectedly.

Argent began to feel uneasily, what did she say?

"18... are you to in some sort of trouble?" She gasped, "No, wait, you?!" The women jumped up and pointed an accusing finger at Izzy.

This surprised Argent, how did this person manage to change her face, attitude, and even the atmosphere around herself so quickly?

"You must have done something unspeakable to this poor innocent girl! That's why she looks so uncomfortable and scared! You... you're a rapist!" The suddenly crazy woman, yelled loudly.

Argents face lit on fire, Isaiah's face... turned purple.

The women began to look frenzied at their silence.

"Oh my soul you are! Oh you poor, poor little girl!"

Argent breathed in trying to suck up the laughter that was suddenly building up after the embarrassment died down. When you really looked at it this lady was making a complete idiot of her self, pointing and hollering at Izzy. Her face twisted in disgust, anger, concern for Argent, and... a little fear. As if Isaiah Crockett would... never mind

"Oh the horrors of young people these days! They don't have any morals, now restraint. Sent out into the world to do what ever they want at such young ages! It's despicable, well I hope your happy young man, as soon as I GET OFF THIS BUS I'm GOING TO REPORT YOU!" Her voice rose by the end of her rant.

Just then Izzy stood up and pulled the cord for their stop. Argent was still trying to keep from laughing by biting her tongue. The dark-skinned boy grabbed her small white hand and began to lead her off the bus. The woman was still ranting. Izzy threw her his politest smile and waved at her making a show of bringing Argent closer.

The women's threats and screams could be heard even after they got off the bus. Then the bus drove off. it becme silent for a moment.

Argent looked at him. Isaiah looked at her.

Their eyes clicked then...

They both burst out laughing.

Their laughter mingled perfectly together as the rolled over, falling into the nearest bench. They laughed, and laughed until it hurt to laugh anymore.

Of course this wasn't unnoticed as freaky to passer Byers.

Neither could care less.

"Oh. My. God!" Argent squealed still clutching her stomach, "Did you see her face when - when you smiled at her!" Laughter drowned her words again.

The young man nodded in agreement as he recalled the nosy woman's face, "And that's why you should mind your own business." He chuckled.

After about a few more minutes of pure laughter, Argents chortles slowly subsided to giggles. Izzy stopped completely, except for the huge grin on his face.

"Never dealt with anything funnier in my life." He said shaking his head with mirth.

"Me neither." She agreed.

Isaiah chanced to look at her that moment. His breath caught in his throat. The usual small, straight faced, white skinned girl was smiling widely at him. Her smile lit up her pale face.,her white cheeks were glowing pink and her eyes had never shone more brightly. She literally took his breath away. From that instant he unconsciously decided that he wanted to see her more often looking like this. She was even more beautiful than the first time he'd seen her.

"Izzy? You ok?" He blinked back to reality and looked at her face, "Oh, Hi... um, yah ok."

She nodded slowly, "Ok... so how come you looked kind of surprised when I'd told that lady how old I was?"

He looked at her again, she was 18, just barely an adult. He was at least four years older... something about the age seemed to kind of shut him down. But then four years wasn't that bad, but should he really like her this much? What was he saying, er, thinking, he didn't like her THAT much... did he?

"Um, it was nothing Arg, uh, oh right, come on. We're almost to where we're supposed to be." He changed the subject, taking her hand and led her down the street.

"I don't think I know this neighborhood, it's nice." Argent said looking at everything she could. They were in the busy part of the city. The buildings were tall and shone under the early sun. The lawns in front of each were cut clean and there was flowers in front or around almost every tree. The side-walk was pretty stone cut and trash-less. Not like the broken pieces of concert she was used to walking on. Everything was bigger, shiner, cleaner. She liked it.

"If you think this street is nice, wait until you see where we're going." He smiled at her, receiving a smile in return. Only this one wasn't her usual small guarded one. It was bigger, with a genuine ring to it.

He loved it even more.

He was right.

The neighborhood they'd just turned into was amazingly pretty. All the houses were a fairly good size. They were all painted white and had even picket fences around their lawns. Flowers were planted in bright colors in front of windowS or around walkways. The entire place was neat, sunny, and cheerful.

"Ok, so why are we in such a bright place?" She finally spoke up after one hour silence.

Isaiah refused to let any information go, "I told you were almost there, you'll now when we get there."

She rolled her crimson Eyes, "Ok wise guy, why in such a bright, shiny place? I don't exactly fit in." She stopped following and motioned to herself.

Izzy turned and looked her up and down, she was right, her white skin, black and red colored hair, black lips and dark clothes... she was a weed in a patch of flowers. But then he wouldn't have her any other way. Not, not that he had her or anything it was just a thought.

"No worries Arg, you'll fit right in where I'm taking you." He assured her and continued walking.

She wasn't so sure about that comment but she followed him anyway, oh well, it wasn't like she had much of a choice.

Finally they stopped in front of a slightly different house. It was just as neat and tidy but less... bright. There were no flowers, just purple elephant ear plants. The grass was cut fresh and clean but had black pieces of lawn ornaments spread door was painted dark purple and the steps had a dark stain to them.

Argent began to feel strangely at home.

Isaiah caught her attention from looking around, "Come on Argent, this way," He took her up the steps, "and a word of advice, these people are weird but... just don't hold it against them kay."

She was really confused, "um, okay?" She agreed unsurely.

Izzy nodded, seeming to believe her and rang the purple door bell.

They waited, Izzy patiently, Argent tensely. She wasn't too sure about this.

They heard a loud bang then someone yelp, finally after two more seconds the door began clicking from the inside, and pulled open.

A big green eye poked out, "Yah... who is it?"

Isaiah's face brightened, "Yo Gar, how's it rolling man!"

The person's smile could be seen through the door, "Isaiah!" The door flew opened revealing a medium-sized boy. At least 18, and nicely built. He didn't have much clothes on which made Argent squeak slightly with unexpected embarrassment. All he had on was a pair of baggy jeans.

But that wasn't what made her eyes pop the most. The fact that he was green, literally green from head to toe, his hair, his skin, even his eyes, was what shocked her. In fact the only thing not green was the whites of his eyes and his teeth.

"How long has it been dude!" This green boy's voice was sort of coarse but pleasant nonetheless.

"Forever, um, hey... all you in?" Izzy's face changed to seriousness.

"Yah, come on in." Greenie stepped aside to let them walk in.

They did, though Argent was a little hesitant. She expected something to suck her in and destroy her. Paranoid of her but still. Fortunately that thought changed when she saw the nice clean fresh living room. It was painted light green and had a light purple carpet. The sofa's were soft cream leather. There were nice simple floral arrangements on the bay window and on the coffee table. The entire room ha da calming feel and a refreshing scent.

What was it, flowrs, no, cinnamon, no, no, lavender. That had to be it.

"Hey Rae-Rae, check out who's popped by!" The green male called to a unmoving black form in the edge of one of the sofa's.

The form stood up and stepped into the minimal light, Argent stared. She was a short girl with pale skin, almost grey. She had short hair that came forward. When the light hit it, it shone a light violet. But her eyes, that was what caught attention. They were big violet colored. But they weren't like normal eyes, they had a cold, hard, emotionless light to them. This girls entire being seemed like she was keeping her emotions away from the surface of her self.

She came off as creepy. But strangely Argent liked her.

"Hello Isaiah, how long as it been." She asked, her voice in a calm monotone.

Izzy smiled, "Too long Raven, hey can I ask you guys a favor?"

Both new additions nodded.

Izzy began Argent's story.

They were both left dumbstruck. Even the seemingly emotionless girl was gaping slightly.

"Whoa... so these guys are like, trying to kill you , and Isaiah because he's trying to help you?" Garfield said in awe to Argent.

She nodded slowly, her hands tightly together in her lap, "yes." she whispered quietly, in sadness.

"Aw dude, talk about being hung up on a hot chic." Gar shook his head in wonder.

Argent seemed to deflate and blushed at the same time, Raven who was watching Argent intently, notice the white girls discomfort her companions words caused. So, to reward Garfield for his brilliant comment, she raised her hand and sent a good one right across the back of his head.

"Ow! Hey what'd I say?"

Raven ignored him, "Of course she can stay here Isaiah. You both can." She said in her same monotone even though the words were kind.

Garfield, having recovered from her smack, nodded eagerly, "Yah, we got two extra rooms so, you guys can hide out here!" He jumped up excitedly, "I'll go get them ready, man, This is going to be like an undercover party! AWESOME!" He ran up the stairs, hyper like.

Argent blinked, well, she wasn't expecting that an enthusiastic a response. Unlike Garfield, Raven was calm and collected,

"Ignore him, he can get a tad immature when overly excited. Now, I'M going to get your rooms ready. Make yourselves at home and help yourself to anything in the fridge." Then with a soft wave of her hand, she started for the stairs.

A loud crashing bang from upstairs and a yell of "I'm ok!" Successfully caused her to pick up her pace and disappear.

It became quiet.

Argent began to tense, she didn't like quiet with only a guy in the room. She turned and looked at Izzy. He wasn't looking at her. His face was forward, his grey eyes staring into space.

Argent began to feel uneasy, though she wasn't sure why.

She slowly reached out her hand and put it on the dark boys shoulder, "Izzy?"

He started and looked at her, "Yah?" He gave her questioning look.

She herself wasn't sure what she wanted to say, a lot of things had been messed up for this young man... and it was her fault. But he was nice enough to not say so, "I... thanks." She said softly with a small smile.

He smiled back, "Hey, it's okay Arg, not your fault." He absently placed his own hand over hers.

The white girls heart hitched, his hand was rough and warm. The soft touch he gave her sent her senses in a frenzy. No, she couldn't.

Her body snapped away as she pulled her hand back.

Izzy looked at her confused, she looked at him frightened as she held her hand to herself, her eyes wide.

"I... I'll go see if Um, Raven, yah, Raven, needs any help." And with that she ran up the stairs in what looked like fear.

The Moroccan was left behind, stunned.

What was wrong with this girl?

And there you have it, what do you dudes think? What do you think is wrong with Argent? What do you think about me adding Raven and Beast boy? Why do you thin Garfield is green, even though this story is an AU? Hum... so many questions... and only I have the answers, MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *lightning cracks behind* Ahem, anyway , let me know. Tata Dahlings!