Last chapter. Don't own the Teen Titans naturally.

"Hey, Aqualad is everything ready?" Beast Boy had picked possibly the worst possible place to try and have a private conversation on his communicator. He was whispered suspiciously in the middle of the main hallway of the rebuilt tower, but the fact that it was so public had apparently not occured to the changeling. In his defense he was still getting used to the new tower. It was only a couple months since he'd awoken at Bumblebee's grandmother's and the first order of business had been to rebuild the tower, but for some reason or another, they'd decided to redesign. He was perpetually getting completely lost in the layout.

"Everything's a go."

"What's a go?" Somehow managing to jump and spin completely around at the same time he saw Raven standing in front of him, a questioning eyebrow raised, hands on her cocked hips. He saw a glint of silver on her left hand and he couldn't help but smile and remember. They'd finally let him go on a few missions with them and nothing had gone horribly wrong. They'd won every time without too much difficultly. And then Raven's birthday rolled around and he'd given her the risky present he'd been mulling over actually giving to her for too long. It was simply a silver ring, the word nevermore scrawled across the inside in a fancy looking script. Miraculously, it had even fit her when she tried it on. He wasn't sure how much she wore it because she kept avoiding him.

"You need to stop sneaking up on me, Rae." She narrowed her eyes at the use of the pet name, but didn't say anything. She was different. She'd been different ever since the avalance. She avoided him, but when they spent time together she seemed.. softer somehow. As if the walls that so carefully guarded her emotions were beginning to lower. She still refused most emphatically to even try to play one of his video games, but she'd sit on the couch and keep him company most of the time while she read some book or another. She let him grab her wrist to keep from leaving without sending him out the window and he wasn't in constant fear around her anymore. He took this as her non-verbally saying she loved him in return but this was Raven. You couldn't be sure of anything unless you took a trip inside her head for yourself.

"You need to stop dodging the question, Gar." He smiled at the pet name, but didn't say anything. He loved it when she called him by his real name.

"A surprise for you is what's a go." She blinked at him, dropping her hands from her hips in surprise.

"Beast Boy..." He held a single, green hand up in front of her face immediately.

"Nope. We're going. No protests. No choice." She raised both her eyebrows at him but resigned herself to her fate with a sigh. Naturally, she really could refuse him, but she always humored him when it came to something like this. She just couldn't help herself when it came to this boy standing in front of her, eyes gleaming, over-flowing with pride in himself and hope that she wouldn't fight it.

"Secret identity required?" Over the years, and these past few months especially the entire team had adopted secret identities to venture forth into the world with. It had mainly come about so that Robin and Starfire could go out without getting mobbed by the paprazzi constantly when they'd finally, FINALLY, started dating a few years back. Then it was so Cy and Bee could go out together without getting mobbed. And then Batman had given him some sort of doohickey that let his skin appear tan and his ears and teeth less pointy. Sure, he went out but he really only wanted it so that he could go out with his own girlfriend. He was the last single guy on the team and he was being left out of conversations. It was his turn to claim a girl, and he already had one in mind. A certain dark-haired, short and curvy demoness standing in front of him, waiting for an answer.

"We're going away from any and all civilization, so it's up to you, Rae. Meet me in the op room when you're ready." She nodded and began swaying down the hallway. Ever since she'd decided to let her emotions out just the barest bit she'd gotten this certain swing in her walk and he enjoyed this new development very, very much. He just couldn't get over how much sass and sarcasm she had imbued simply into her walk, that and he just liked the look of her. When she was out of sight, he ran to his room, throwing on a white t-shirt, some jeans and converse, and then he crashed on the couch to wait for her. When she reappeared he nearly choked on air. She was wearing daisy dukes, a white tank and converse, unwittingly mirroring him. He'd never seen her in daisy dukes. They were a great improvement, somehow, over the leotard she wore so often. This was now his official favorite normal clothes outfit and if all went well he planned on telling her just that.

"What are you staring at?" She was crossing her arms over her chest and he shook his head, clearing his thoughts. With a mischevious glint to his eyes, he produced a black bandana as he rose from the couch and walked towards her.

"What's that for, BB?" Slowly, and without answering her, he circled her and secured the blindfold around her eyes despite her protests.

"I told you it was a surprise! Now, would you like me to push you from behind with my hands on your waist to guide you or pull you by your wrist?" Her mouth scrunched over to the right side as she thought it over and he prayed that she'd pick the waist option.

"Waist, I guess." This was all totally strange and she decided she wasn't going to overthink anything until it was all over, for once in her life. Silently and behind her back he did a little victory dance and then ever so carefully he placed his large, rough hands around her waist and began to guide her towards the door. He tried his damndest to not let his thumbs stray to the little patch of exposed skin between her shorts and her top and stay focused on what was in front of them so that she didn't trip over anything. He guided her slowly, taking his own sweet time to his car, avoiding the other team members all the while. Once they were securely in the vehicle he drove like a maniac to the marina where he agian led her much slower than he really needed to onto a boat. She kept her mouth shut patiently as he started the boat and steered them out to a completely deserted island perfectly in the middle of nowhere. Once he'd helped her out of the vessel he gingerly pulled the blindfold off of her delicate face.

"We're here." She blinked rapidly, letting her eyes adjust to the sudden brightness and she spun around, taking her surroundings in. It wasn't a particularly large island, she could see all of the edges and it was mostly rocks. A few trees had been brave enough to try and grow with mixed and pathetic results. Finally she faced a rather anxious looking Beast Boy.

"And we're here because...?" He would've liked to sit on the nice, big flat rock right behind him but he was too wired at the moment to sit down.

"So we can talk." She stared at him blankly, confused. "I wanted to be away from everybody else when we had this conversation."

"You know, generally surprises are presents." He chuckled for a moment at her humor. It'd been awhile since he'd heard her particular brand of sarcasm outside of missions. She avoided talking to him at all costs it seemed.

"Well, this could be a kind of present depending on how this goes, Rae." She arched an eyebrow at him curiously, silently asking him to go on. "You see... I'm hopelessly and endlessly in love with you Raven." This had most certainly NOT been what she'd been expecting. "I can't believe it's taken me this long to tell you, but I've been in love with you for some time now and I don't think I'm ever going to stop loving you." God, this was terrifying. He reached out for her hand to stop his from shaking and she surprised him but letting him capture it. "Please don't be scared of me or this. I'm never going to turn you away or hurt you. I'm not Malchior. I'm not going to use you. I'm not Trigon. You're more than your powers to me. You're beautiful and wonderful and I love you. I promise." She allowed his large, calloused hand to cradle her slender, cold one. She couldn't breathe. There was a riot breaking out inside her head. She almost reached up to touch her temple but then she felt another large, calloused hand cradling the side of her face and the voices quieted just a smidge.

"I love you. I love the way you love waffles. I love the way you hate all of the movies I love. I love how you think video games rot your brain because they probably do. I love how you'll sit on the couch next to me, silent, just giving me your company. I love that you like creepy abandoned warehouses." The still water around the island was beginning to stir due to some unseen force. "I love the way your tea smells. I love the way you always smell like lavender and ink. I love you so damn much. Do you believe me, Rae?" She swallowed the lump in her throat and finally dared to meet his lips. Her response came out as a whisper.

"Yes." That was all he needed. He'd barely let her speak before his lips were covering hers, effectively stealing and all words she'd been about to say about how he should stay away from her, about how she loved him in return, he even stole away the voices shouting within her. All that was left was him. Him, him, him. His smell, his feel, his everything. She didn't notice it when her free hand went up to the back of his head and her fingertips dug into his scalp. She didn't notice it when she began to lean into his entirely too strong arms, melting into his embrace. She did however notice when he groaned and dropped her hand in favor of encircling her small waist and pulling her close to him. She didn't notice when both of her arms wound their way around his neck, her fingers running themselves through and back his messy hair. She did notice when he bit her bottom lip and small, unbidden noise came from the back of her throat. She loved it when his lips left hers and made a small trail down her jawline and then down her throat, circling the skin made available to him by her shirt. This couldn't be happening. She was breathless. Her emotions were completely out of control and she didn't care. She should care. She could hurt him. She needed to tell him to get away so that she could compose herself.

"Garfield-" His name came out low, breathless and sultry. Immediately, his lips were back on hers, pressing themselves, moving to some rhythm Raven was barely aware of when she decided she needed to think and she definitely could NOT think when he was doing this, and so he found himself flung back from her, somehow landing gently on the rock he'd been thinking about sitting on. When he opened his eyes finally, he saw her pacing back and forth in front of her, muttering to herself. He almost got up to go to her, wrap her back up in his arms, but her upheld hand stilled him.

"Just let me think for a moment." And so he sat back and watching her, studied her, replaying what had just happened over and over again in his mind. She hadn't killed him yet, which was a good sign. He glanced over at the sad trees and was surprised to find that they had straightened themselves out and they actually looked kind of healthy. There was even some flowers among the green, green leaves. He smiled and returned to looking at Raven. She was still wearing his ring. On the fourth finger of her left hand. A ridiculously giant grin expanded itself across his face when he saw this.

"So you love me. " She'd stopped pacing and was inching closer and closer to him as she asked this question, stopping her movement before he answered.

"I did say that, yes." She took another tiny, tiny step towards him.

"Why?" He opened his mouth and closed it again. He blinked. Why? That particular question had never crossed his mind. He didn't know. He didn't know why the sun had decided to rise in the east and set in the west. He loved. It was simply a part of him.

"Ever asked somebody why the sun shines?" She blinked back at him from six inches away.

"Well, no."

"Well, that's why I love you. The sun shines. When it stops shining I might just stop loving you, but until then it's entirely out of the question." Four inches away now and he could barely take it. She stopped walking and he about screamed.

"You know what you're getting yourself into?" He decided that he, in fact, couldn't take it and reached out, hooking his fingers around the belt loops in her shorts and pulled her close. So achingly close to him.

"We've been on a team for I don't even know how many years, Rae. I'm nineteen now. I think I know what I'm getting myself into." More confidently than he felt he rose to his feet and cradled her face once more, tilting hers up to his, giving her no choice but to look at him.

"You shouldn't love me, Beast Boy." He smiled and rubbed his thumb across her cheekbone, loving the way she sighed involuntarily. Adoring the way her eyes fluttered, like they wanted to close.

"I can't love anybody else. I don't care to. I don't care if you think you're still cursed or if I shouldn't love you. Haven't you heard? True love's kiss can break any curse." Her lips quirked up in a half smile.

"You're ridiculous." He laughed, throwing his head back as he felt her relax into his embrace.

"Maybe. Girlfriend?" In answer, she reached a hand up to the back of his head and brought his head down to meet hers in another kiss. This one full of sweetness and acknowledged love. For once she didn't care what havoc her emotions were wrecking. It coudln't be so bad on an island so remote. Aqualad felt the energy pulses five miles away from the island he'd just cleared of fish and mentally thanked Beast Boy for the warning. He had no idea what the other boy was doing, but it definitely would've killed the fish around that area, or so he assumed by the power of the energy he was feeling. When their lips finally seperated, Beast Boy's emerald eyes gleamed with happiness as he looked down at the girl, resting her head on his chest.

"Gar?" That whisper made him just want to smother her with more kisses, the way it caught on her throat and rasped its way up to him, but she wanted to say something so he let her.

"Yeah?" From its choice position on her hip his right thumb found the strip of bare skin on her back he'd noticed earlier and he began running the pad back and forth over maybe an inch of skin. He appreciated the little shiver and snuggle she gave in response.

"I love you." Smiling, he buried his face in her raven hair. After a few more minutes of simply standing there, she spoke again.

"We should head back. They might miss us by now." He sighed and released her.

"I guess you're right, but one last thing?"

"What i-" He cut off whatever she was asking with his lips, inhaling the words before they ever had a chance. They wasted another ten minutes, lip-locked before finally crawling back into the boat, and then into his car, where she lounged against his side. When they returned they went their seperate ways for awhile and soon enough missions ate up their time. It was about a week later of stolen moments and kisses, when Beast Boy was laying oon the couch, his head in her lap as she read and he was playing games.

"We never told the team." The fingers playing his fingers stilled for a moment as she processed this and looked up from the words to look at him, but her attention was diverted by the team in question standing in front of the screen, Beast Boy's game paused behind their shell-shocked faces.

"I think, they've figured it out, love." Smiling slyly she pressed a sweet kiss into his green hair and went back to her book.

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