I finally got a chance to update. Sorry if the wait is a long. I decided to make this the main story I work on and plan to write more often. I was a little hesitant in releasing this chapter since there will be use of racial slurs and a lot more cursing. I've decided to give the story an M rating because of it. I hope no one gets offended because of the racial slurs. The only reason they are there is because i want to make this story as realistic as possible, while still keeping a comic type story. I myself am Hispanic with a grandfather who is Italian. I'm not racist in any way.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans. Any gang or mafia members are characters that I've created.

Juvenile
Part 2: Supply & Demand

"What do you want Cesario?" asked the Don of the Salvatorio Family.

"I need to know your decision, what are we going to do with the narcotics supply?"

"I'm sick of dealing with those kids, it's pathetic."

"They may be kids, but they make money," said Cesario.

The Don held his head in his hands out of frustration, "I don't care if they make money; this is our city."

"I understand how you feel, but we won't be able to deal with both of the blacks and the spanish gangs at the same time. We can deal with one though, especially if the other helps. Have you decided which gang we are going to supply?"

"Should we side with the blacks…or the spanish?" The Don smiled, "Cesario, call my son and yours. I have a plan."

--

"Where were you?" asked Starfire, as Nightwing entered the tower. He had left in the middle of the night and it was already getting close to noon.

"Sorry Star, I went to follow a lead." Nightwing couldn't look Starfire in the eyes.

Starfire didn't notice it. "Good…I'm just glad you are alright. I was worried when you did not answer your communicator."

Nightwing had to look Starfire in the eyes after that. He smiled and put his hand on Starfire's cheek, "I'm alright. You don't have to worry." He kissed her. "I'll tell you what happened later, I just want to go take a rest right now."

Starfire practically beamed, "Ok, I was going to go shopping, so I'll talk to you when I get back."

"Sure."

Starfire left and Nightwing went into the main room, the common room. He saw that the only person in the room was Beast Boy, who was watching TV. He was glad that Cyborg, Kid Flash, and Raven weren't there. Raven was probably in her room while the others had left somewhere. He ignored Beast Boy's presence at the moment, for he was feeling incredibly sick.

Nightwing had thrown up. The amount of guilt and shame he felt was too much. He hated himself for what he kept doing to her. She was innocent and pure. She had suspected nothing when he came back. She trusted him completely with everything and over and over again, he spat on her trust. Truth be told, he didn't know why he kept cheating on her. He loved her. That was the honest truth, but he was also in love with Oracle; this was also true. He washed his face and looked at himself in the mirror. He hated what he saw.

"She deserves better."

It was at this moment, that Nightwing realized he had forgotten to close the door to the bathroom in the rush he had been to vomit. "What are you talking about, Beast Boy?"

"Don't try to hide it Nightwing, I can smell it on you." Beast Boy was in the hallway leaning on the wall next to the bathroom door.

Nightwing started rubbing his eyes, "Beast Boy, now's not the time to mess with me."

If Beast Boy was looking at Nightwing at that moment, he probably would've punched Nightwing square in the jaw. "Don't mess with you; whatever you say, but she'll find out eventually. I'm not saying I'm going to be the one to tell her; I don't want to be the one to break her heart."

Nightwing hesitated before speaking, "Are you going to tell anyone?"

"…No, because after a while…she'll realize on her own, that everything about you is just bullshit." Beast Boy waited for Nightwing to say something, but he stayed silent. "Do yourself a favor Nightwing and take a shower, you fucking stink."

Beast Boy finally turned his head and saw Raven down the hall. They stared at each other for a second before he turned around and walked back to the common room. He didn't know how much Raven had heard and he didn't care; let Nightwing deal with it if she had heard too much were his thoughts on the subject.

Nightwing turned around to close the door only to see Raven there. He couldn't believe how bad his luck was.

"What was that about…with Beast Boy?" she added the Beast Boy part when Nightwing looked at her as if he was lost.

"How much did you hear?" asked Nightwing, turning back around looking down into the sink.

"The 'she'll realize everything is bullshit part'. Was he talking about Starfire?" Raven was quickly becoming more suspicious.

Nightwing thought quickly. He gave a small chuckle, "We're not exactly seeing eye to eye now, me and Beast Boy. He threw Starfire into our argument just to piss me off."

"What were you and Beast Boy fighting about?" Raven wasn't completely buying Nightwing's story.

"Ask him if you want to know," said Nightwing. He didn't want to make something up only to have Beast Boy tell Raven something else. He didn't like the fact that Beast Boy knew about Oracle, it was something he would have to confront him about later, but he believed Beast Boy when he said he wouldn't say anything. "I'm still a little pissed that he brought Starfire into the argument. He still acts like a kid sometimes," added Nightwing, hoping that this would end the conversation.

"…Yeah, I guess so," said Raven still looking into the bathroom.

"Well, if you don't mind," Nightwing turned around and walked to the door. "I'm going to take a shower." He closed the door.

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Two kids were walking down the street.

"Yo, Elroy, I just got a text."

"Who text you?" asked Elroy "King" Abdalla.

"It was one of the Italians," answered his second, Omari Ekon.

"What the fuck them niggas want, Omar?" King quickly became agitated when dealing with their drug suppliers.

Omar flinched when Elroy used the word "nigga". He hated when Elroy used it, but it already had a permanent place in his vocabulary. "They want a meet. The thing is they only want you to show up."

"Give me the phone." Omar gave the phone to Elroy.

Cesario's Restaurant/3:00 am/King alone/business needs to be discussed

Elroy gave the phone back to Omar. "What are you going to do?" asked Omar.

"I'm going."

Omar waited a while before speaking, "I could get Adrian and…"

Elroy cut him off, "No, don't tell A about the meet. I'll go; them niggas don't scare me."

--

At the same exact time the two kids were walking down the street, on the opposite side of the city, two different kids were in a McDonalds.

"Christian's exact words were 'Era el puta que es de ese grupo',"(It was the bitch that is in that group) said Jose Martinez.

"I know exactly who he is talking about," said Miguel "Santo" Cruz, who was beginning to chuckle.

Jose started laughing, "I know! I knew exactly who he was talking about too. The maricón(faggot) from the Titans with the long hair." Jose and Miguel started laughing.

After finally calming down, Miguel asked, "Why the hell is he fucking with Christian?" He was referring to Nightwing.

"I don't know homes, but things could get kind of hot if the Titans are watching us." Jose began eating his burger.

"It doesn't matter, they can't do shit to us." Miguel was about to start eating when he got a text.

Cesario's Restaurant/3:00am/Santo alone/business needs to be discussed

"Fuck," said Miguel, "I just lost my appetite."

"What happened?" asked Jose.

"I'm not getting any sleep tonight," answered Miguel as he slid the phone to Jose. "Fucking Italians don't realize I got school tomorrow."

"Tomorrow's Saturday."

"Oh…there's no problem then." Miguel began eating.

--

Raven walked into the common room to talk to Beast Boy. He was sitting on the couch flipping through channels. She walked over and sat on the couch next to him. "Why were you fighting with Nightwing?" she asked.

"Who said we were fighting?" Beast Boy kept his eyes focused on the TV.

"He did." Raven was already starting to get annoyed with Beast Boy's attitude.

Beast Boy paused before speaking, as if he were trying to choose his words carefully. "You know what Rae, it really doesn't matter what we were fighting about. Whatever we were fighting about is between me and him. Stay out of it." He turned the TV off and got up off the couch. He walked to the refrigerator and began looking through it.

To say Raven was surprised would be an understatement. Beast Boy had never acted that way with her; at least not in a very long time. She thought about the past week and began realizing just how weird he had been acting since the incident with Dr. Light. She decided she was going to ask him about it, but first things first.

"Beast Boy, I heard you talk about Starfire to Nightwing. When I asked him about it he acted strange. I just want to know if something is going on." She stood up and turned to face him.

Beast Boy closed the refrigerator and looked at Raven with a stoic face, "Raven, it's none of your business, stay out of it." He really didn't feel like talking to her at the moment. The more he was around his teammates, the worse he felt. He didn't know who to trust anymore. "Do me a favor and leave me alone for awhile." He turned to walk out of the common room.

Raven decided to drop the Starfire subject and confront him now. He was beginning to worry her. "What the hell is wrong with you?" the question came out with more of an angry tone than she had wished for.

"What are you talking about now Raven?" asked Beast Boy turning back around.

"You," answered Raven bluntly, "You have been acting strange since the fight with Dr. Light, like a completely different person. You're withdrawn from everyone, you barely speak during a conversation, you don't joke around as much as you used to, and now you're acting like a jerk."

"So what you're telling me is I'm acting more like you," said Beast Boy with his only intention being to hurt her.

Raven looked at him a little shocked and hurt. She wasn't going to lie; that hurt her a lot, but she quickly regained her composure. "Well, I think we'll both agree that one of me is more than enough, so what's wrong with you?"

Beast Boy had seen it, the pain in her eyes. He felt like an idiot. Raven hadn't deserved that, but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to apologize, because part of him thought that she did deserve it. "Raven, I'm…I…" Beast Boy didn't know what to say.

"Are you mad at me?" asked Raven, trying to see if maybe she had provoked any of the hostility he had thrown at her.

He looked at her with eyes that made her feel as if he was looking through her. "No…I'm not mad at you Raven." His face was filled with guilt after he said it.

"Then why…"

Beast Boy didn't let her finish the question, "Look Rae, I'm sorry about what I said. I've been really pissed about the whole thing with Light. I felt like I wasn't able to really do much and it's been pissing me off. I just haven't been able to get it out of my head, how…insignificant I felt. I didn't mean to lash out at you. I'm really sorry. I'll try to get my head together." Everything Beast Boy had just said was lie. He said it for one reason only, to get Raven to stop asking questions. He couldn't let her get suspicious; no one could know that he knew about what Nightwing and Cyborg had planned.

Beast Boy could be an amazing liar when he wanted to be. This was proved by the fact Raven believed every word he said. He had said it so sincere that anyone would've believed him. Even his heart beat had remained so steady that a lie detector wouldn't have picked it up.

"I'm sorry," said Beast Boy again, turning to walk out of the common room.

"Wait," said Raven. She felt as if she needed to help him. "You know you saved me when we were fighting Dr. Light. I would probably be dead right now, if you weren't there. I never said thank you…thank you for being there." She gave him a small smile.

Beast Boy wished Raven hadn't had said that. He felt like he could really trust her, but he knew that was lie. It hurt like hell. "You're welcome," he gave her a small smile back before turning around and leaving the common room.

Raven turned around and walked into the kitchen area and began preparing tea. Her thoughts were on Beast Boy and during the whole conversation she had forgotten. She had forgotten what was going to happen to Beast Boy. She remembered now. Cyborg said that it was inevitable; what would happen to him eventually. It was all she could think about now. She involuntarily clenched her chest above her heart and held back tears. It hurt like hell.

--

Elroy arrived at Casario's Restaurant five minutes early. He was frisked by two kids when he entered the restaurant. They couldn't have been any older than him. He sat down at the circular table they directed him to. He saw the person sitting across from him wasn't the usual person he did business with. It was a kid.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Elroy.

"You're doing business with me today, but I don't start until everyone gets here."

Elroy looked to his left and saw there was an empty seat. Ten minutes passed before Miguel walked through the door. "The fuck," whispered Elroy to himself when he saw Miguel sit down. They weren't exactly best friends; they weren't anything close to it.

Miguel didn't like the situation much either. Besides the fact the he was dealing with kids that looked his own age, Elroy was there and that didn't make things any better.

"You're late."

"Traffic," Miguel was blunt, "Who are you, and why is he here?" Miguel was referring to Elroy.

"You don't need to know my name. All you need to know is that I'm someone important. I need to talk business with both of you so stop bitching."

"I don't do business with this fag motherfucker," said Elroy, who was referring to Miguel.

"All you ever do is talk," said Miguel calmly.

"I don't see you doing shit about it," Elroy was now standing.

"Shut the fuck up! I don't give a shit what you think about each other! You're dealing with me right now, not each other."

Elroy didn't calm down, "Man, who the fuck are you?! You know who the hell I am, I don't deal with small fries. Call Cesario and get his ass over here."

"Dumb ass," said the kid speaking to Elroy, "Cesario is under me, He follows my orders. Who the hell are you to demand anything from me? I don't think you realize how insignificant you are, how insignificant both of your gangs are. To me, you're nothing but a bunch niggers and spics."

Elroy immediately reacted and was about to jump over the table. Miguel stood up as well about to charge. They both stopped however when they felt guns against their heads. They had forgotten about the two kids that were there when they entered.

The kid in charge smiled, "Both of you are so sentimental. Sit down. I'm not here to kill you, I'm here to talk business; money." The kid looked at Miguel, "I don't know how you snuck a knife in but I suggest you put it away."

Miguel had a butterfly knife in his hand. He stabbed it into the table and sat down. "Fuck you, you guinea cocksucker," said Elroy before sitting down. They were both offended, but they both knew to calm down when it was time to talk about money. Money was the only reason they did what they did.

"You really hurt my feelings with that," said the kid sarcastically. "Now, my family supplies both of you with heroin and cocaine. Things were fine for a while now, but there's a problem now. We can no longer continue to supply both of you."

"What!" said Elroy, already forgetting about the altercation that had just happened. If they lost their drug supply, they would lose about 60 of their income.

"Which one of us is going to get the supply?" asked Miguel, who was calm on the outside, but inside, was in the same state as Elroy.

"That's what I'm here to tell you. The Don couldn't decide, so he decided to let you two decide."

"What do you mean?" asked Elroy.

"You two decide amongst yourselves who gets the supply. Come back within a week with your answer."

"What if only one of us comes back with an answer for you?" asked Miguel. Elroy looked at Miguel, completely understanding what he meant by that question.

"That's kind of what I'm hoping for personally. However you decide is up to you. This meeting is over."

Miguel and Elroy both stood up and left without a word. They both stood in the street outside the restaurant for almost a minute without speaking.

"You better start praying a lot, Santo, because I'm going to do what ever I have to, to get that supply," said Elroy finally.

"We'll see, King, if you can back up everything you say," said Miguel in response.

They both threw up their gang signs before walking their separate ways. War had just been declared.

I hope you liked the chapter. All the main gang members are still in school. I feel like I'm making Nightwing into to big an asshole, but he will have some redeeming qualities, well maybe. Things might get more graphic violence wise as the story progresses and the language is probably only get worse as far as cursing goes, therefore I'm keeping the M rating. I hope this doesn't discourage you from reading the story, because I'm sure there will be many plot twists that you will find interesting, or at least I'll think they're interesting. I'll update as soon as possible. Please Review