Title: lost scene

Pairing: RobinxStarfire

Dangerous, dark, seductive. If asked to describe her in words, that was the best that Robin could do. Looking at her, there's much more, and he knows it, but he's just a detective. A detective who's still just a teenager who's still just a boy with no ability whatsoever when it comes to discovering what women are really about. Yes, she was gorgeous, even an idiot could see that—but she was up to something. Something, something, some…and his brain trails off as she scrapes a slender finger along his jaw.

"What're you up to Blackfire?" The best way to get an answer was, of course, to ask a question. Not like she actually follows that formula.

"Up to?" and she twirls, tight skirt hugging her hips as she gently performs a whatever-it's-called ballerina move in the air. "Whatever do you mean, Robin?" And it doesn't take a genius to hear the purposely stressed, flirty, avoiding tone in her voice. Her pink wig rocks on her head.

And, for a moment, whether it's from the lights and the darkness of the warehouse, or from the subconscious of his brain always reeling and obsessing over the subject, Robin swears that she almost looks like…….But he knows she's not.

"Your sister isn't doing all that well," he mutters, face red as she twirls a strand of his reluctant, spiky hair around her finger. Her face falters, for a moment, but not from concern. "Don't you even care? You are her sister."

But Blackfire simply stares at him, in a way that he knows can almost read be read as 'Why talk about her when you could talk to me' because she casually looks over her shoulder at the warehouse door that leads to the roof, where her sister is. Alone. She smiles back at Robin, who's just a detective and just a teenager and just a boy who is completely and totally unaware that he is her sister's object of adoration. "Starfire can take care of herself." Jealous? Perhaps, a bit. More than likely, a lot. But she's not in love with Robin.

He's a detective, but he can never see what she's hiding, what she's…up to.

And Robin can't take it anymore, not knowing—about her, about the pink wig's motives, dancing in front of him, tempting him—and he escapes her grasp. She's dangerous, and he knows something's wrong.

"Where are you going?" her voice asks, her fingers grabbing his arm. "Stay and talk to me."

And under the flirty, smirking tone, he can't hear the desperation in her voice.

Why does she deserve to be happy?

Why not me?

Even though she knows why.

Because she's not Starfire.

She's dark and seductive. She's dangerous, bad.

Starfire is happy. And Blackfire is all these things because in the end…She's not.


A/N: Kind of straight forward...I hope. Since the prompt was "lost scene" I decided to describe a scene that could have been in an episode. So, this takes place in the episode "Sisters" after Blackfire comes out with a pink wig and drags Robin from the roof, right before Starfire gets attacked again. It can represent a "lost scene" in another way as well, but...yeah xDDD Hope you don't get lost in the way I write sometimes. It makes sense in my head xD

So, yeah...this is Blackfire angst. Because I really love her. o3o

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans, or the characters therein. They are property of DC Comics and Warner Bros. Entertainment.