Criminal Minds

Summary: Her back stiffened as cold hands grabbed her waist, turning her around. Emerald orbs met masked eyes, hiding the eyes of a cold blooded killer. RichxKori.

Disclaimer: I do Not own the Teen Titans.

Rated M: Sexual content and Profanity.

Chapter 6

"If you can't trust me with your identity," she continued, "Then I don't think I can trust you with my body."

The words kept replaying in his head as he stood there silent, unsure of what to do or what to say. Should I just get this over with already? I think I can trust her…but it's just too damn risky…He thought, thinking of all the scenarios that could happen if word of a civilian knowing his identity got out. His enemies could tear her apart, his real life would be ruined; everything would just be ruined.

"Kori," he started, finally looking down at her big, emerald orbs. Big mistake, he thought, already wanting to give in. Her eyes were full of hope, longing, and sadness; he couldn't handle it, and he didn't want to have to let her down.

"Um, can I have a little while to think about all this?" he began, cautiously, not wanting her to feel rejected in the slightest, "It's not that I don't want everything to be out in the open, because I do, believe me. It's just it's so risky, and I just need time to think about how to approach this dilemma. And besides babe, it's like 3:30 in the morning, how about we just go to sleep for now?"

Kori didn't get to know who he was, but she felt hopefully. He's not completely rejecting the idea…so I have chance! She thought enthusiastically, and then realized how tired she was. "I am tired, so yes, we may go to sleep now." He gave her a dazzling smile and took her hand, leading her to the bedroom.

They both laid down on the bed, content in each other's arms. He gently squeezed her as he gave her a peck on her cheek, before they both feel asleep.

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Robin yawned as he stretched underneath the blankets. He glanced at the empty side of the bed and frowned. Where'd she go? He thought, as he slowly got out of her bed. As he began to move, he heard his stomach growl. "I hope she's making breakfast," he quietly mumbled, already feeling grouchy.

"Kori?" he asked, looking around the apartment. He saw a flash of her red hair in the kitchen, and he slowly approached her. He didn't see her cooking anything and frowned for the second time, "No breakfast?" he asked, his stomach growling again. She giggled at the noise, "No…I was kind of hoping you'd cook. The only real breakfast food I know how to make is eggs and cereal."

"Wow, what a woman you are." He replied, heading towards the refrigerator. "Hey! Just because I'm awful at cooking American food, does not make me any less of a woman," she replied, obviously offended by his snide remark.

"Chill babe, it was just a joke," he replied softly, pulling her into a hug. "Sleep well?" he asked, as he turned away from her to start beating the eggs. "I suppose. I must say, you did a lot of the 'snoring' last night, and the talking of sleep." He chuckled, "You mean sleep talking? And sorry, when I don't get a lot of sleep I hear that I snore sometimes."

"Who told you that?" she asked, jealousy immediately taking control of her mind. "Uh," he began, wide eyed behind his mask as he started to beat the eggs faster, "You know, my friends."

"And as in 'friends', you mean your whores?"

"Hey now, they were not whores." He replied, offended by her word choice.

"I'm sorry; whore is the more respectable term. I'm sure you didn't pay them, so they were…sluts? I believe that is the right phrase, girls who sleep with whoever just to do it?"

"I'm not having this discussion," he said, back still turned to her. "So because you're not right, you're just going to completely deny the conversation?" She asked, getting more pissed off by the second.

"Why the fuck does it matter?" he asked, turning around.

"It doesn't really, but you're getting quite touchy about the subject."

"Because I don't see why girls have to act so bitchy about past relationships, it was in the past, get over it." He glared at her, and she matched his glare with her own.

"I am not acting bitchy; I just do not see why girls think it's necessary to spread their legs for everybody and anybody."

He was going to reply with something like Well not every girl can be a perfect saint like you but decided against it, not wanting last night to happen all over again. So instead of replying, he stayed silent. She rolled her eyes and left the kitchen.

He sighed in relief when he heard her turn on the television, and went back to making breakfast. The tension was thick between them, but he didn't think he did anything wrong, so he was determined to not apologize. What do I have to apologize for? She's the one getting all jealous.

More minutes passed, and the French toast was finally done. "Breakfast is done…if you want any," he said in a monotone voice, not really caring if she ate the damn things or not. She got off the couch and walked back into the kitchen before grabbing her plate. She put syrup on her French toast, and walked back to the living room.

He rolled his eyes, Great; today is just going to go so well. He sat down at the table by himself, and enjoyed his French toast. He felt like talking to her, but he didn't want to be the one to give in. So letting his stubbornness get the best of him, he chose to read the newspaper instead.

He was reading the obituaries when he felt his personal cell phone vibrate in his pocket. He quickly grabbed it, and groaned as he saw who the text was from.

New Txt Msg: Barbara.

He pressed okay to open. Barbara: Hey Dick.

He quickly texted back, "Hey Barbara; can't talk. Sorry."

After making sure the text sent, he quickly shut off his phone. Kori was already upset about his past hook ups, he didn't want her to get the wrong idea about texting his ex girlfriend, and not telling her about his personal cell phone.

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An hour passed, and Robin realized that Kori was just as stubborn as he was. He was already starting to miss her, and the silence was killing him. He slowly got up from his chair, and approached the couch where she was currently sprawled out, watching Dr. Phil. He was disgusted by her taste in television, but decided not to comment on it.

"Can we talk?" he asked, looking down at her. She remained silent for a moment, before nodding her head yes, but still not making eye contact with him. "I don't know why you got so pissed off back there," he started, making sure he worded it in a way that would make her upset.

"To be honest, I do not know why either. I guess I just got jealous," she admitted, acting as if it killed her to admit it, "So I guess I was in the wrong…" she trailed off, looking at the carpet.

He cupped her chin and made her look at him, "It's alright. I guess if you even mentioned anything intimate wise about your exes, I would have acted the same way."

"Really?" she asked, ashamed of her behavior, but found comfort in his words.

"Really." He smiled, and leaned in for a chaste kiss. She happily accepted the kiss, and smiled when their lips parted, though she wished she could kiss him a little more. The conversation from last night flashed through her head, and she decided now would be the perfect time to bring it up.

"So…about last night, are you ready to talk about it?" she asked, hoping he would be ready to make up his mind. She wanted him to trust her, and she knew she wouldn't ever do anything to expose him. He ignited in her feelings she never felt before, but before she went any further with him, she had to trust him as much as he had to trust her.

No relationship can progress if there isn't any trust. And he couldn't hide behind sunglasses and a mask all of his life, and especially the life he was currently sharing with her.

He swallowed, thinking hard about what to say. "Kori…there are many things that you need to understand. For starters, the dangers of letting you know who I am. I have many enemies, and if they found out you knew, what do you think they'd do to you to get the information?"

Her eyes widened at the thought of getting hurt because of knowing a damn identity. This, of course, didn't go unnoticed by Robin. He walked around the sofa, and sat down next to her.

"I'm not trying to scare you, but you need to realize this. They would tear you apart, and I mean that literally. Also, if the information would somehow leak out by accident, not saying you would do it intentionally because I don't think of you as a spiteful person, that would ruin my reputation in…well, the life I live outside of being Robin. It would just ruin my life in general."

"I guarantee you, the man you have come to know within these past couple of days; is who I am. Not my alter ego. Sure, you don't know my true 'identity' or other certain information, but you still are getting to know the real me."

"I want to reveal myself to you, more than anything. Like I said last night, I do want everything to be out in the open. But if I do show you who is under the mask, you must promise me you will not Ever tell another soul who Robin is, understood?" She nodded her head to show she understood.

"No matter what might occur Robin, I would not ever risk harming your reputation or ruining your life. I am not one to go on some revenge induced rampage. I promise you that. I just hope you can find it in your heart one day to trust me with that information."

He knew she was being sincere; she was just generally a genuine person. He thought about everything for another moment, "I do trust you." After seeing the corners of her mouth turn up, and the joy light up her eyes, he motioned for her to take off his mask. "You can have the honor of doing so." She squealed with excitement, and cautiously brought her hands up to his mask. "And you are sure you are ready for this?" she asked, not wanting him to feel pressured in the least. "Yes," he replied, taking short breaths. He'd never revealed himself to anyone; Slade didn't even know his true identity. He felt the mask be gently pulled from his face, and he heard her giggle.

"Open your eyes silly," she said playfully, wanting to see the colors of his eyes.

He opened his eyes open one at a time, and stayed quiet when he heard her gasp. "You have the most beautiful sapphire orbs," she commented quietly, staring at his eyes in awe. He grinned, "Thanks, but nothing compares to your emerald ones." He chuckled when he saw her cheeks turn a deep red.

He froze when she reached out to caress his cheek, and her fingers soon traced around his face. "You are truly a beautiful person Robin." He gently took her hand in his, and leaned in for a kiss. "And about the name," he said before capturing her lips, "it's Richard, but my friends and relatives back home call me Dick."

Her eyes widened at the nickname, "Why would they ever refer to you as that?"

"That's the way they shorten the name Richard. I never really understood why, but I've always been called it."

"I think I'll call you Richard, I think it suites you perfectly. That is okay, yes? Or do you prefer me to call you Robin?" She asked, getting confused on what name to actually refer to him as.

He let out a small laugh, "You can call me Richard, babe. I don't mind. I actually like to be called that, by you anyways." He gave her a wink, and relaxed into the sofa.

He raised a brow when he noticed her fidgeting with her thumbs, "What's wrong?"

"You did not do this so you could sleep with me…did you?" she asked uneasily, not wanting to make him angry.

"Oh god no, Kori. I did this because I want trust between us. I know me revealing myself would help you trust me to get to that point of our relationship, but I'm willing to wait however long I have to, for you to be ready." He gently squeezed her hand for reassurance, "Okay?"

She smiled up at him before capturing his lips in a searing kiss. Richard ran his hands up and down her sides, before resting them on her hips. He gently pulled her into his lap as their tongues began a heated fight for dominance. She moaned quietly as he groped her ass, pulling her closer to him, if that was even possible.

Not wanting to get his hopes up, she gently parted her lips away from his lips and rested her forehead against his. "Sorry," she said, giving him an Eskimo kiss. Her eyes then widened as she remembered her and Karen's conversation. "Uh, Richard," she cautiously started, "May I speak with you about something?"

He raised a brow at her tone, but curiosity was getting the best of him. "Sure babe."

"Well…My friends and I usually do something on Saturdays…and well it kind of slipped that you and I are kind of 'seeing' each other, though we are not official or anything…and Karen wanted details…but I said no, and that if she wanted to know anything she would have to meet you this Saturday…if that were okay with you?" she quickly said, hope very evident in her question.

It took him a moment to process everything she had just said, and couldn't help but to let out a groan. He saw her shoulders slouch and disappointment etched across her face, "Kori." She didn't respond.

"Kori," he said again, cupping her chin to make her look at him. "I'm not good with meeting friends."

"Can you try? I know we're not official, but they're great people Richard. Please?" she asked, giving him the best pouty face she could muster.

Don't look at the face…don't look at the face…ugh fuck my life….Richard thought as he couldn't help but to look at her, and he felt all guilty for even thinking about rejecting her wants of him meeting her friends.

"Fine," he whined.

He chuckled as he heard her squeal, "I need to call Karen!"

"Women," he said to Silkie as he petted his silky fur, "I can't believe I'm petting you." What is this woman doing to me?

xXxXxXx

(With Karen and Victor)

"So he is coming to movie, dinner, and club for sure?" Karen asked Kori excitedly over the phone, dying to meet the mysterious man that had become a part of Kori's life.

"Yes, he has done the agreeing with me. I guess the 'pouty face' really does work on males," Kori snickered, happy that he at least agreed to go.

"Tell me, is he sexy?" Karen pressed on, wanting all the information she could get.

"Karen! You will see tomorrow, but I am going to get off the phone. Richard is hungry, so we're going out for lunch and perhaps shopping."

"Fine, fine. Go feed your man, call me later baby!" Karen said before hanging up the phone. She quickly dialed Rachel's number. It rang a couple of times and went to voicemail, "Rae! Kori's boyfriend is coming out tomorrow! See you then! Love you!"

"Why are you all excited?" Victor asked, coming out of their bathroom. Karen approached him and gave him a kiss on the lips, "Kori has a boyfriend!" She skipped into the living room, a large grin plastered on her face.

"Women," Victor muttered, before lying back on their king-sized bed, and turned on the bedroom television.

xXxXxXx

(Back with Kori and Richard)

"So where are we going?" Richard asked, sitting in the passenger side of the car, still pouting that he couldn't drive. "You know how weird it is for me to have the woman driving? The male should be the driver if able."

"You know how incredibly sexist that sounds?" Kori asked, raising a brow at his attitude.

"Yes, but I like to drive."

"Well get over it. I'm sure your level of 'manliness' won't decrease by too much."

He laughed at her remark, "Yeah, yeah. Now where are we going? I mean, if we were going to have lunch, we could have just eaten at subway when we ordered the subs there."

"We are going to the place where I had my very first meal, which was from Subway, when I came to New York," she said as she turned the car into a small old parking lot. "And I see no picnic-park area, so where exactly did you eat the subway if it wasn't at Subway?" Richard asked, eyes scanning the area.

"You'll see," she said, as she got out of the car. He quickly followed in suite, and over the hill he could see an old circus area. "What the hell?" he asked, not understanding why she would have eaten here of all places.

She giggled, "Come on, there's a cliff area that has an over view of the city and ocean." After a few moments of walking through the old and abandoned circus area, they reached the destination at the cliff.

"So why did you eat here?" Richard asked, as he sat down. Curiosity taking over him, he loved how mysterious Kori was. All the women he took out to eat wanted to go to the most expensive places, and would be repulsed at the idea of coming to such a place to eat lunch.

She giggled, "My brother and me came here because we were told the circus was still in action. However, the person who told us such a thing was mistaken, because when we arrived, it was old and abandoned, just like it is now."

"See, Tamaran doesn't have a lot of 'big attractions' so my father had told us that if we could find some attraction, like a circus or amusement park, he would take us to it. We had found this circus on the internet, and my father had promised to take us."

"However, my father was a workaholic before he lost his job, so he never got around to it. Shocker, right? He never got around to anything he promised to." She looked hurt; broken, but she continued. "So, my brother had promised Koma and I that he would one day take us to a circus, but for Koma that never happened, obviously."

"He was sad when there was no sort of circus left here or amusement park, but I told him I didn't mind. And I didn't. Everything was perfect when we got here; I found the whole scene intriguing. We came across the view of the city, and we decided to go get subway and come back to the same spot to enjoy our lunch."

"It's just a breath of fresh air away from the city, you know? It's not crowded, it's not noisy. I come here a lot when I'm upset, or when I'm happy."

Richard smiled at her words; he loved how she looked at everything from different perspectives. He was glad that she found the true beauty in life, and wasn't at all materialistic. She was his breath of fresh air. Just when he was losing all hope of finding a truly amazing woman, she came into his life. He found himself wanting to kiss her, but resisted the urge at the moment.

"So does your brother ever come visit you here?" he asked, wondering if they still had a close bond.

"Yes, when he can. His work causes him to travel a lot, and with him being a father and all, he is rather busy. I miss him a lot, but we have conversations on the telephone on many occasions," she said, eyes casting downward. "His girlfriend does not seem to be too fond of me though."

"Why is that?" Richard asked, shocked. He didn't see how anyone could not like her.

"I do not know to be honest. I guess when Ryan and I lived closer; he came and spent a lot of time with me. I guess he spent too much time with me and perhaps she was jealous? She is the bitchy type," she replied, kind of angrily, and kind of hurt. "But enough about me; let us eat our subs."

xXxXxXx

"Why are you making me try on clothes? My clothes back at your apartment are perfectly acceptable, you know." Richard said, trying on another outfit that Kori wanted him to get.

"I doubt you have enough clothes for an entire month of staying here in a tiny fucking duffel bag Richard, so just try on the clothes and shush."

"It is called The Washer and The Dryer, two of God's greatest gifts. The gifts given to us so we can wash our dirty clothes, and wear them again once they're dry."

"Yes, but do you want to constantly wear the same outfits over and over for a month Richard? You should have brought a suitcase." Kori said matter of factly. Her stubbornness made him chuckle, he could never stayed in a sour mood when around her.

Richard walked out of the dressing room in a pair of nicely fit Armani jeans and a black button-up shirt that fit his body perfectly. "Aw!" Kori exclaimed, admiring his body in the outfit, "You are wearing that tomorrow!"

"Fine, but only if we can be done shopping? For me at least, I hate shopping for clothes. I have plenty of clothes like this back in Gotham."

She rolled her eyes, "Fine, fine. I guess these 6 outfits will be enough for now. I just want you to have more clothing options. I know personally that I hate having to choose between the same outfits over and over again."

"Speaking of you and your outfits, are you going to shop for something tomorrow?"

"No, I already have a dress that I want to wear, so go get changed so we may pay."

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"Richard! Will you hurry up?" Kori asked impatiently, wondering what was taking him so damn long to change back into his regular clothing.

"Chill babe, I'll be done in a minute. You're the one who wanted me to try on a million damn outfits, I'm exhausted."

"More like pathetic," Kori muttered, almost inaudible, but Richard still caught what she said. He chuckled, "I heard that."

Kori was about to reply when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Kori?" a familiar voice asked, and her eyes widened.

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-Authors Note-

Hey, this update was meant to be posted on Sunday, but I got a little delayed. Sorry! I broke my toe, and had to go get it x-rayed and all that, plus finish my massive amount of homework.

Hope you enjoyed the update.

Thanks for all the reviews(: