Again, if you forget who is who, just check in chapter one. And, I do not own Teen Titans…
Chapter Four: Just One Night
Garfield looked up from the table and at the woman sauntering towards them. She had waist-length red hair and green eyes that were almost the exact shade as his. She was wearing the same white button-up shirt, black tie, and black pants as the previous waitress, Jinx, or whatever her name was. Her skin glowed with what looked like a natural tan, and she had been looking at him until she saw Richard ogling at her. She shifted her gaze and smiled at the black-haired man who had called for another round. He was practically drooling at the sight of her. She set the shots on the table and winked at him. Richard closed his open mouth and his eyes snapped back into focus.
"Enjoy," she said as they downed the second drink. She took the empty glasses and went back to the bar, Richard's eyes following her the whole way.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DUDE YOU ARE SO FUNNY! WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT JOKE!" The table where Victor and his two friends was becoming increasingly loud. An hour had passed and Richard, Garfield, and Victor were drunk. Garfield was loosening up more and more with each drink, and now he had become the life of his bachelor party.
"….popping bottles in the ice, like a blizzard, when we drink we do it right, getting slizzerd, sipping sizzurp in my ride, like three-six, now I'm feeling so fly like a G-6.…" the club's stereo blared the last chorus of the song, signaling to the patrons who frequented that the clock was now striking 11pm. The men started to cheer and clap.
"What-what's going on, guys?" Garfield asked as best he could without slurring his words. Victor smiled at his drunken friend.
"This is what we came here for," he replied, and leaned back in his seat. However, he was too drunk to realize that his football-player built body was too much weight for the tiny chair, and both he and the chair went all the way to the floor. Garfield and Richard laughed so hard they almost began crying. Victor got up and sat back down on the chair after putting it upright again, his face red with embarrassment. Garfield and Richard stopped laughing, though, when they realized what Victor was talking about. A waitress Garfield had not seen come to their table emerged from the shadowy part of the bar. When she saw him, their eyes locked. Everything else seemed to stop. The music, the cheering men, his drunk friend's laughter, the waitresses that were undressing, the flashing lights….No, there was no one else in the room. No other movement but the movement of her body, no other woman but her. She was breathtaking, ethereal, stunning, beautiful. Her eyes were a violet-blue, her shone under the multicolored lights of the club like polished hematite, black and glossy, her full lips painted with a deep red lipstick. He hadn't realized she was in front of him now. His eyes were blurry and unfocused because of the alcohol, but he could still see her with perfect clarity. She was inches away from him, unbuttoning her shirt and winking at him.
"Wh-what-whatsurmane-I-I-uh-mean-" Garfield managed to slur out. 'God I must sound stupid to her ….how can anyone be so beautiful? I mean, isn't that unnatural? Un-human? To be that gorgeous? God…I can't even ask her name.." Garfield thought as he spluttered to the beauty in front of him.
"My name? It's Raven," the beauty said smiling. Garfield felt his face flush. She wasn't wearing her shirt anymore. Instead, she had a black and navy corset on that hugged her curves. She began unbuttoning her pants. He swallowed. She leaned into his ear.
"Would you like to watch me dance?" she whispered in his ear. He nodded in response to her question.
"My name? It's Raven," Rachel replied to the drunk young man in front of her. She continued to remove her shirt. He only had eyes for her. Her heart was pounding against her rib cage, she was the most nervous she had been since the first day she began working at The Hive. She had spotted him when Jenna pointed out the table Victor was sitting at. She thought he was extremely attractive. He had inviting green eyes, a warm smile (well as warm as a drunk smile could be), and sandy blond hair that fell in his eyes just right. She could tell by the way his tee shirt fit his torso that he was rippling with muscles. She had, at first, planned on going for her usual crowd, which consisted of the tattooed, pierced, drug-taking, drug-dealing men. They gave her the most money. She was different, like them. No clean-cut, clean-shaven, actually good-looking man wanted a freak like her dancing on him. No, that was what Kori was for. She attracted the "real" men, not the scum bags.
But there was something about him that she was drawn to. Something enough to make her throw caution and insecurity to the wind and allow her to approach him. Maybe it was the way he laughed, or maybe it was the fact that the tee shirt he was wearing was dark purple, her favorite color. Whatever it was, it made her want to dance for him, and only him, that night. She began unbuttoning her pants. He swallowed. She leaned into his ear.
"Would you like to watch me dance?" she whispered in his ear. He nodded in response to her question. She smiled and removed her pants the rest of the way, revealing her shapely legs sheathed in the new fishnets she bought earlier that day. She spun around in front of him as gracefully as she could in stilettos and put her hands on her hips, which were covered in black leather shorts no mother would let their daughter wear in public. Rachel-or Raven, as the young man knew her-smiled.
"I think we're going to have a lot of fun together," she said mischievously, rolling her hips to the music.
A/N: Thank you all for the reviews! They have motivated and inspired me to continue this story between all the heavy college work that has recently been weighing me down! Special thanks to The Cretan and RavenInTheDark for your multiple reviews and input! By the way, can someone please explain what AU means? I hope you enjoyed the chapter and continue with the feedback! If the story seems to be dragging on, bear with me, it will become more interesting! And I forgot to mention: I do not own any of the songs that were mentioned in the chapter.
