Different

A/N: Sry it took me so long 2 put this chapter up. I meant 2 put it up by Saturday. But I got busy.:( Notice the Teen rating. There is strong language in this chapter. Sry, I made u wait. Since it took u have 2 wait so long, I combined 2 chapters in 1. Don't 4get 2 read&review. Oh yea my thanks go out 2 ohemgee gurl, who gave me a big idea 4 the story!:)

Chapter 4: Angel

Angel? What a perfect name for her. She was wearing a white T-shirt that was way too immense, it looked about four sizes too big, a white baseball cap, and baggy gray sweatpants. At first glance, she might seem unattractive. But Beastboy knew better. He didn't know what it was about her that made him start liking her. With her porcelain face surrounded by her long multicolored hair, which started with dark brown at her roots then faded into a light brown that only got lighter further down, until you got to her ends, which were blonde, her soft pink lips that he wished so bad he could taste, and her astounding gray eyes, she was absolutely beautiful. He loved her gray eyes which were unique because he had never seen gray eyes that weren't a shade a blue and her hair that stopped at her waist. He wished he could kiss her delicate pink lips and run his fingers through her hair while he was doing it. Angel.

A grumbling sound interrupted his thoughts. He looked at Angel, who blushed as she put her hand over her stomach.

"Sorry, I'm just really hungry. I haven't eaten anything since I got…well…stabbed." Beastboy thought she was so cute when she blushed. No, stop it, a voice in his head warned. Don't think about her like that. You're still recovering from the last time you got hurt. Beastboy tried to keep her out of his thoughts, but it was no use, he couldn't stop thinking about her. She's not like Terra. She wouldn't hurt me.

"I made you some sandwhic-" He forgot he dropped them when he saw Cyborg pointing his sonic cannon at her. He looked over at the mess on the floor where he dropped them. "Damn. Uh…I dropped them. We can find you something to eat in the kitchen, though. But first I have to clean up this mess."

"Don't worry about it," Raven said and then lifted up her hand. "I'll take care of it." A black aura surrounded the mess, she lifted it in the air, and put it in the trash can.

"Thanks. Now we can go in the kitchen and find you something to eat."

"Okay. Can you help me stand up? You know, being stabbed and almost dying can take a lot out of you." She smiled. He nodded and walked closer to the bed to help her up. She swung her legs over the left side of the bed, where he was standing, and leaned on him as she tried to get up. After trying a bunch of times, she finally stood up. She put her arm around his shoulders, which wasn't at all hard seeing that they were the same height, to her steady herself. He blushed. Even the little things she did, like her holding on to him to help steady herself, gave him butterflies in his stomach. Unbeknownst to him, she got butterflies in her stomach as well. But she didn't let it show.

She had complete control over her emotions. That was one of the ways she was like Raven. Actually she could control her emotions better than Raven. But sometimes, to prevent people from thinking she was an emotionless robot, she let her emotions show, but only the ones she wanted to let out. So, she never made a fool of herself by laughing at something for the longest time when it clearly wasn't funny or crying in front someone, even if they said that someone she loved dearly had just died. Another thing she had in common with her was that she had many secrets that not even her closest of friends could know.

Using Beastboy to support her, she walked over to the door. She slowly tried to walk without him helping her. She walked through the doorway and looked back at Beastboy, who smiled at her, pleased that she could walk without his help. She didn't know it, but he was also disappointed. He liked her leaning on him. It was cold in the tower and she seemed to radiate heat. He walked out of the room and they walked down the long hallway to get to the kitchen. Beastboy looked over at her.

"Um… you can borrow Starfire's clothes." She stopped walking and looked down at her clothes. She saw what was wrong with them. Beastboy noticed she stopped and so he stopped a few feet ahead.

"Well…I guess I can't very well go walking around with this shirt on," It had blood all over it. "Is Starfire the girl that was wearing that shirt that showed her stomach?"

"Yeah."

"Well…I'm kinda modest. I don't really like to show off my body like she does. I've been hurt a lot of times and I don't want to be hurt again. So, I can't wear her clothes." She started walking again and walked past Beastboy, who just stood there looking at her, puzzled. He snapped out of it and ran to go catch up with her. He slowed down when he was in front of her and turned around so that he was walking backwards. He noticed that she was looking at the ground.

"What does getting hurt have to do with the clothes you do or don't wear?" She sighed and looked up at him.

"Um…well…back on my home planet, I wasn't so modest and I got went out with a lot of guys. Too many times I would fall in love with them and they would break my heart. So I vowed to myself that I would be more modest and not show off my body. I did this so that boys would like me for my personality, not my body. Only once a boy that I liked started liking me for me, would I stop being modest towards that guy."

"Wow…that's deep."

"Beastboy…"

"I should do something like that." he continued.

"Beastboy…" she said, a little louder.

"I have trouble keeping the ladies off me."

"Beastboy!" she yelled.

"Wha-" Bam! He was still walking backwards and didn't see the wall right behind him. His back slammed into it. She laughed.

"Watch out for the wall." she said, sill giggling. He rubbed his back and turned around so he was facing it. He pressed a button that opened the door to the room.

"That wasn't funny." he mumbled. The door opened and he started to walk through.

"Sure it was." She trailed behind.

"What part of me slamming my back into a wall is funny?" He liked the way she laughed, though he didn't like what she was laughing about.

"All of it." The door closed behind them as they walked across the main room to the kitchen. He pretended to be angry.

"How is that funny?" He raised his voice a little to make her think he was angry. The truth was he couldn't get angry at her.

"It's funny because while I was trying to tell you that you were about to run into a wall, you kept talking about how the ladies were all over you." She stopped laughing when they got into the kitchen.

"Well…you can look in the fridge to something to eat." She nodded at him in response, walked over to the refrigerator, and opened it. He walked over to the counter, put his hands behind him, and lifted himself up so that he was sitting on it. He watched as she rummaged through the fridge to find something to eat.

"So, the ladies are all over you, huh?" she said.

"Yep, It's the ears," He wiggled his ears. "Ladies love the ears."

"Aha!" she said as she grabbed something in the refrigerator. Beast boy almost fainted when he saw what it was. It was a raw pork chop. She took the wrapper off and put on a plate. She took the plate, walked to the table, and sat down. Beastboy jumped weakly off the counter.

"A-Are you…about to e-eat…" His voice was weak. He stopped as her saw her bite into it. She turned around. He couldn't stand to see all that blood…running down her face and…and… He ran to the closest trashcan, leaned over and emptied the contents of his stomach into it. He looked over at her. She looked concerned. She hadn't wiped her mouth yet, there was still blood running down her face.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry?" She turned around and picked what was left of the meat up. She pointed the meat toward him. "Do you want some?" He turned back around to the trashcan and heaved violently. She shrugged.

"Whatever. More for me." She turned around and started devouring it. Within a few minutes nothing was left but the bone. She picked up a napkin, wiped her mouth, and stood up. She walked over to Beastboy, who was still leaning over the trashcan and put her hand on his back. He got goosebumps.

"Are you okay?" He shook his head and stopped leaning over trashcan. He looked positively green, well greener than normal.

"Dude, I'm called Beastboy for a reason. I turned into animals. Like the animal you were just eating," Her eyes went wide. "And who eats meat raw?! That's just…sick."

"You mean people don't eat like that here?" Her eyes want back to normal. She lowered her eyes to the floor. "On my planet they do. Sorry, I don't know. I wouldn't have eaten that in front of you if I knew."

"Okay, well, just don't do it again."

"Sure." She looked out the window. The sun was dipping below the horizon. "Beastboy?"

"Yeah?"

"Um…am I allowed to stay here until tomorrow?" He smiled.

"Of course. You can stay here as long as you like."

"Really? You mean it? I can?"

"Yes, yes, and…yes." She smiled. "You said you didn't want to wear Starfire's clothes, right. What are you going to wear?" Beastboy was hoping she would say nothing. God, I'm pervert. All well. I'm a boy, what do you expect?

"All I need is a big white T-shirt. Do you have one?"

"Yeah, in my room. And you can stay in the guest room next to mine."

"Cool!" They walked over to the elevator. They stepped in and Beastboy pressed the floor number. There was an awkward silence, until, "Thanks." He looked over at her, confused.

"For what?"

"Uhh…Let see, nothing really except for being so helpful, letting me stay in your home, and…oh yeah, for saving my life!" she said sarcastically. She hugged him. He was surprised at first then hugged her back.

"You're welcome." He stopped hugging her as he heard the elevator ding. He suddenly wished his room was on the top floor, so he could hug her longer. She stepped out into the hall. She put her hands out and started spinning around as she walked. She had a big grin on her face.

"You guys are the best!" She stopped suddenly and brought both hands up to her head. She dropped to her knees on the ground. "Owww….." He got worried. He ran over to her.

"Are you okay? What happened?" She looked up at him, her eyes partway closed. She smiled a weak smile.

"Yeah, I'm fine, probably just got a headache from spinning around too much. I was just so happy that you guys like me stay here for a while. Come on. Let's go." She stood up. She seemed a little bit wobbly.

"You sure you're okay? You should rest for a moment."

"No. I'm fine, really. Come on, race you to your room." She took off running.

"Hey, dude! No fair!" He turned into a cheetah and took off after her. He easily ran past her. Not very long after, he was at his door. He morphed back into himself. His chest was rising then falling fast and he was breathing hard. He put his hands on his knees as he tried to get his breathing back to normal. Soon, he saw her approach the door. She was breathing hard too.

"You…call…that…fair?" She was out of breath. Once her breathing went back to normal she said, "How is turning into a cheetah fair?" He straightened up.

"It isn't. But getting a headstart isn't fair either. I had to even the playing fields."

"Yeah right…you had a big advantage." she mumbled. "Hey, are you going to get me the shirt or what?"

"Sure, hold on, I'll be right back." He opened his door a crack and squeezed through. No way am I going to let her see my room when it's a mess. Ha. Guess she's never coming in my room. Once in his room, he tried to figure out where he put his big T-shirt.

"Beastboy?" he heard her call through the door.

"Huh?"

"Do you also have a wifebeater I could borrow? I usually wear one under my shirt, but now it's ruined." She heard him mumble something but she couldn't understand him. "What?"

"Oh nothing…and yes I have one and yes you can borrow it." She leaned against the wall next to his door.

"Thanks. I appreciate it." He's so nice. I mean, he saved my life. That's not all I like about him. He's cute, funny, generous, fun-loving, strong, fast…

"Sure, it's no problem." He interrupted her thoughts, she didn't mind, though. Get a grip of yourself. I thought I had complete control over my emotions. I know I had complete control over my emotions. What's happening to me? Am I losing control of my emotions? Just then, the door opened, startling her.

"Damn. Don't do that. Do you get the shirts?" She stepped out of the room and handed them to her. "Thanks." He smiled.

"For the third time today, you're welcome." She walked over to the room beside his which she would be staying in and opened the door.

"Bye Beastboy, nice meeting you." The door closed behind her. He stood there staring at the door for a while. For some reason, he felt empty. He felt incomplete. He nearly jumped out of his skin when the door opened again. She had a smile on her face. She leaned close to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You're the best." she whispered before closing the door once again. He felt complete now.

He jumped and said, "YES!" He was so happy, that he changed into a cheetah and ran down to the end of the hallway, where the elevator was. Then when he got to the end, he changed into a dog and lied on his back with his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth. He was just so damn happy. He was out of breath, but he didn't care. She might like me. Yes! He couldn't help but smile just thinking about it. He heard the elevator ding. Who could that be? He twisted his head to see. He saw the elevator doors open and upside down version of Raven stepped out, her nose in a book. After the doors closed, she lowered the book and down looked at him.

"A green dog. How disturbing." she deadpanned. She put the book back up to her face and walked past him. He morphed into his regular self. He walked up to her. Even she couldn't put him into a bad mood.

"Oh come on, Raven, you know you're just jealous."

"Of you? Yeah…that must be it. What would I have to be jealous of?"

"My good looks, my charm, my funniness,"

"Yeah…riiight. You're not funny. You don't have charm. And you're not good looking."

"Maybe not to you…but someone thinks I'm good looking." She stopped walking, lowered her book, and looked over at him. She narrowed her eyes and lifted her eyebrow in disbelief. He had a smile on his face.

"Hey, you actually said something funny. Someone thinks you're good looking? Not a chance." The smile disappeared and he lowered his eyebrows.

"I wasn't being funny. Someone thinks I'm hot," He smiled again. "I don't care what you think. She likes me, I just know it." He practically skipped to his room. The bedroom door closed him. Why is he so happy? What's gotten into him? Whatever. It doesn't matter. She started reading her book and walking again. Okay…where was I? Oh yeah…they were about to uncover who had killed his girlfriend. He reached over to pull off the mask. It was… Someone yelling interrupted her book. Damn it! Where was that yelling coming from? She had just passed Beastboy's room and she was standing in front of the guest bedroom.

"I hate them! Damn them! Damn them all to hell!" a girl's deep throaty voice yelled. It kind of sounded familiar. Whose voice is that? It sounds familiar. But I can't put my finger on it. "Who the hell do they think they are?! I hate them so fucking much!" Her eyes widened as she suddenly recognized the voice. Angel. It wasn't the same voice she had heard her speak in before, but she could still recognize it. It was a deeper, more evil version of Angel's voice. "They think they're so perfect! They don't like me cause I'm different, but they're different too." Is she talking about us?

"I'm going to pay them back! Those fucking idiots! I'm going to get my revenge! I could kill those damn motherfuckers!" Is that girl crazy? We never acted like we thought she was too different. "I could kill them...I can kill them. I will kill them! I never fit in with them in the first place I don't know why I stayed! I should've killed that girl when I had the chance! If only I'd held on to her longer, she'd be dead. But that doesn't matter. I will get my revenge! I will kill them! Tomorrow." Raven gasped. Angel's regular voice returned. "Who's there?" There was no mistaking that it was her yelling now. How could she hear me? The walls and the doors are thick. I gasped softly, there's no way she could've heard me. But she did. That doesn't really matter, though. She wanted to kill me. I could've died. Well…now she wants to kill all of us.