God, I am SO sorry for the last chapter. I just took a look at it, and I saw that everything was underlined. It was fine earlier. Well, again, sorry. I fixed it, so, yeah.

Beast Boy was laying in his room, thinking about the earlier events. He started to get a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach whenever he thought about Raven.

'Why would I have this wired feeling?' He asked himself.

'Simple, you like her.' Beast Boy may not have little emotions running around his head, but he did have his animal instincts. And although Cyborg gave him that antidote, The Beast was still around, and he made himself known every now and then. Though, The Beast and Beast Boy have reached an understanding of each other, so Beast Boy doesn't have to worry about loosing control. However, right now The Beast is more, different. Beast Boy thinks that it has to do with the sex change.

'Why would you say that?' Beast Boy asked The Beast.

'Well, it's obvious.' The Beast replied. 'After all, it couldn't be the fact that you always look out for her in battle, or the fact that you always want to be around her, or that you always want to be the first one to comfort her when she needs it.'

'Okay, okay, I get it.' Beast Boy sighed, getting the note of sarcasm that The Beast was protruding from his absent mouth. 'I like her,'

'You don't just like her,' The Beast replied. 'If you really think back to it, all of your animal sides need to be near her, they call out to her when she's gone, you always want to be near her, and you will do anything to satisfy those instincts. Even if you didn't know you were doing it.'

'So, what does that mean?'

'You love her.'

That realization made Beast Boy sit straight up in bed. He ran through all of his memories, ever since he became a Titan.

'It's true,' He said, shock still in his voice, as well as on his face. 'My God, I do love her.'

'All of your animal instincts have chosen her as your mate,' The Beast continued. 'And when the time comes, you will make that revelation true.'

'But, what if she doesn't feel the same about me?' Beast Boy asked, feeling slightly disappointed. He was also blushing about what The Beast had said.

'Well, there's really only one way to find out. Plus, if she didn't feel the same way, we would know.' The Beast said.

'Oh yeah? How's that?' Beast Boy asked, not believing The Beast for a minute.

'Well, you know as well as I do that we can read body language. And after all the years that we've been here, her body language has changed immensely towards us.'

'Okay, so maybe that's a little true,' Beast Boy said. 'But how in the world am I going to tell her? I mean, look at me! I'm a girl for Pete's sake! I can't act on these feelings if I'm a girl!'

'Who said you'd be a girl for long?' The Beast asked.

'Uh, the broken remote.'

'Well, just to let you know-' Suddenly The Beast's thought was cut short as Beast Boy's communicator went off. He picked it up off his shelf and answered it.

"Hello?" He asked.

"Beast Boy?" Raven's voiced filled the other line.

"Hey Rae, how ya doin?" He was smiling, but when he didn't hear anything from her, it faded.

"Can you come over here?" Her voice was well controlled, but Beast Boy could easily pick out fear and worry in it.

"Now?" Beast Boy asked.

"It would help." She said.

"Why? What's wrong?" He asked, dropping to the floor and landing agilely to his feet.

"Well, I was going to try and enter a healing state, but I heard some noises outside my window."

"You want me go over there and make sure you're safe when you're healing yourself?" He asked. Then another question came to him. "How come you didn't enter you little healing trance-y thing when you passed out the first time?" Raven sighed.

"I would've, but the doctors at the hospital were already taking care of me. You see, I only enter the healing trance when I pass out, the injury is fatal, or if I use up most of my power to enter it." Raven explained. "Which I'm going to do tonight. But, because the doctors were already messing around with me, if I started healing myself in the middle of that, chances are something would get messed with in my body."

"Oh." Beast Boy said, glad that he had some background information. "I guess I'll be there soon then." He was about to hang up, then a stray though hit him. "Why not any of the others?" He asked. Raven sighed quietly again.

"Because I have something to tell you before I start healing myself." She said.

"Okay, see you soon then." Beast Boy then hung up, wondering what could Raven possibly want to tell him. He shrugged his shoulders, pocketed his communicator, left a note on his door saying where he was and why only he went, then turned into a raven and flew out the door.

At The Hospital

Raven was laying in the bed, thinking about what she had been feeling for the past few days. She was going to tell him. Even if he didn't feel the same, she was going to tell him. She had to. If only to get it off her chest. When she was being wheeled into the E.R, she couldn't take her dazed and half closed eyes off of him. When he stopped and she went through the doors, she wanted to scream for him to be with her. She had never felt like this before, and she hoped that everything would be soon over with this horrible nightmare. She laid down, closing her eyes. She was tired, irritated that she had to be stuck in this horrible hospital gown, and pained that it had to be this way between Beast Boy. Not to mention sore all over her body. She was still thinking about Beast Boy when, speak of the devil, the product of her thoughts came through the door.

"Hey Raven?" He asked gently. She opened her eyes, and when she did, a smile spread across his face. He was still cute, Raven decided, even if he was a girl.

"Hey." She replied. Her voice was still a little weak and strained, as it had been on their conversation earlier, but it was now easier to hear her.

"So, you wanted to tell me something?" He asked. Raven nodded, then motioned for him to take a seat. He did, but at the foot of her bed.

"First of all, I wanted to ask you something." She said, sitting up and facing him.

"Okay," He said. "What is it?"

"How are you able to turn into different gendered animals?"

"What?" That question caught him off guard.

"During the battle today," Raven elaborated. "You were able to turn into a bull, and I realized that earlier in other battles, when you were still a male, you could turn into a, well, a female kangaroo."

"He, well, that's something that I don't really understand myself," He said, nervously scratching the back of his head. "I just kinda turn into what's best for battle. For example, a big strong bull was what was needed, so, well, there you go." Beast Boy said.

"Okay, well, that's nice to know." Raven said. She looked down at her hands which were clasped in her lap.

"Something wrong?" He asked. Raven nodded.

"I have a problem." She said. "My friend Rachel loves somebody, but the guy doesn't even know it." She said. She used a random name so that he wouldn't it was her. Honestly, 'My Friend', is just a simple excuse of 'Me'.

"Well, what's the guy's name?" Beast Boy asked, apparently falling for it.

"His name is Blake." She said, thinking up yet another name on the spot. "Rachel just found out that what she feels for him is love, but she's scared that he'll reject her."

"How so?"

"Blake was falling for a girl named…." This is where she was stuck. "Mandy," She said, finally thinking of a name. Hopefully he didn't catch that she was rearranging the truth. "But Mandy called it off and left for some other guy. Blake felt betrayed, and Rachel tried to help him. Over the time that she had known him, she had fallen for Blake, but she feels as though Blake still loves Mandy, and won't have anything to do with her except be friends."

"Well, that certainly is an interesting story." Beast Boy said, putting his chin in his hands. "But, I can't but feel as though it sounds familiar." Raven made the gasp that was about to come through her mouth stop. Her eyes widened, and she was thankful that her head was already down.

"I guess it does." She said, surprising herself at how calm her voice sounded. Being half-demon made it easier for things she did not very well care for. Such as being a good liar. "But, I need help in that situation. I need to know how Blake feels about Rachel, so I can tell her. How can I tell if Blake has feelings for Rachel?"

"Well, how does Blake act around her?" He asked, looking at Raven, though her head was still lowered.

"He always talks to her, plays games with her, and he always wants to be near her." Raven said.

"Yup, definitely like somebody I know." Beast Boy replied. "Well, by the way you described this, Blake, guy, I'd say that he has something for her." Raven took a chance and raised her head, only to see a smirk on his girlish face. "Then again, it all depends on if Rachel gets her head in the right spot and talks to Blake."

"I take it you know?" Raven asked reluctantly. Beast Boy only smirked more. Raven sighed and bowed her head again. "Figures."

"It's nice to know you feel that way about me Raven," Beast Boy said seriously, but gently. Raven looked up, fear lurking in her eyes.

"But?" She asked.

"But," Beast Boy said, making Raven lower her head again, feeling rejected. He reached his arm over and made her lift her head up by her chin. He looked into her tearing eyes. He smiled gently. "I really doubt you're a lesbian, so why don't we save it for when I'm back to normal?" Raven smiled her own small smile. She reached her hand up and whipped away the tears.

"You mean-?" She asked, before Beast Boy cut her off.

"Yes, I think Blake feels the same for Rachel." Beast Boy said. Raven giggled a little, but it was quiet. Beast Boy smiled again. "Now that we've got everything out in the open, why don't you enter the heal-y trance-y thingy?" Raven gave him a cross look.

"You know, if you just didn't add the 'Y' at the end of every one of those words, you would have gotten it right." Raven said. "It's a healing trance. Get it right next time please." Beast Boy rolled his eyes and took his hand back.

"Just cast your magic woman." Beast Boy said. Raven smirked.

"Was that for me or you?" Beast Boy looked as if he was about to say something, then closed his mouth.

"You know what? I'm not going to say anything about that." He said. Raven then laid down on her back, closed her eyes and focused all her energy to her healing state. Soon enough, she felt the cold darkness envelope her and she was carried away to a painless world as her body on the outside world started to float above the bed and heal itself.

Beast Boy sighed, then got up and got a chair. He set it next to Raven's bed against the wall, near the window that she was allowed to see through, sat in the chair, leaned his head back and closed his eyes. He was resting for a moment before he heard a rustling outside, much like a bunch of bushes being moved around. Beast Boy opened his eyes and looked towards the window. He got up, made his way over to the window, and peered through it. He saw some bushes moving, and couldn't help the growing weariness that was cast over him. He then saw a small dark figure coming out of the bushes, it was holding a small boxlike object.

Beast Boy used his nocturnal eyesight and saw that it was a skinny man holding a camera. Beast Boy rolled his eyes. God. It was the ficking paparazzi. Don't they give anybody a break? Beast Boy then reached up and pulled the blinds down over the window. Raven needed her privacy, and if Beast Boy wasn't going to be the one to break that need, then nobody would. Suddenly his communicator vibrated. They had that setting so as not to alert the enemies if they needed to call someone. He giggled at the feeling of the vibrations against his leg before he took it out.

"Beast Boy here." Beast Boy said into the communicator. He took one more look at the covered window before making his way over to the chair again. He took a seat and waited for the person on the other line to address themselves.

"Beast Boy, man, where are you?" Cyborg's voice.

"I'm at the hospital with Rae, she's healing herself, and she wanted me to protect her." Beast Boy answered, wondering about the note he left attached to his door. "Didn't you get the note I left?"

"All it saw was 'Went out, Be back in the morning, Don't worry, I have my communicator, BB.'" Cyborg said.

"Well, I think I made myself very clear that I was fine and that'd I'd be back in the morning in that note." Beast Boy said, not getting why his best friend was so upset with him.

"Man, B, ya gotta listen." Cyborg said. "I woke up, cause I couldn't sleep, then decided that why not make the best of the time I got since I can't do anything. So I went over to the work desk in the garage, and I found the remote." That sentence made Beast Boy a little testy. The remote was the only thing that could save him from his girlhood experience.

"What about the remote?" Beast Boy asked, putting an edge into his voice to show that it had better not be bad news.

"Nothing's wrong with it," Cyborg said quickly, not doing much to calm Beast Boy down. "Just that when I walked into the working area, it was halfway fixed. I know I had a few more things to put together, but when I saw it, the only thing that was still needed to be fixed was a few wires, the control pad, a cover, and a few buttons."

"What-?" Beast Boy was surprised, but didn't get to ask his question before Cyborg cut him off.

"I think that Raven had something to do about it." Cyborg said, his voice getting that accusing tone. "I taught her a lot of things--engineering being one of them--so she might have come down here and messed with it."

"So, she really did all that work?" Beast Boy asked, casting his eyes over to Raven, who was in a trance and floating above the bed. "Wow, guess Raven really is one smart cookie."

"Yup, well, I don't know how to say this, but you should be back to your normal hormone-controlling-full-of-himself-self in no time."

"Gee, thanks." Beast Boy said bitterly. He should his head quickly to rid himself of the morbid thoughts he had of getting back at Cyborg and decided to take up another topic. "Do you know what I found sneaking around outside Rae's window?" He asked, grinning as he did it. Honestly, the paparazzi where always funny to think about. Unless they were being their overly annoying selves.

"Your brain?" Cyborg asked. Beast Boy decided to act as if he hadn't said anything and continued on with his story.

"The paparazzi." He laughed. "They are so desperate to get stories about us, have you noticed?"

"Well, I really doubt that they would be there for Raven, I figured that they would be there for you." Cyborg said.

"No," Beast Boy said. "One of the reasons that she called me over here was because she heard a strange noise outside her window. He was here before I got there."

"What was the other reason she called you over there?" Cyborg asked.

"What?" Beast Boy asked, confusion plainly in evident on his face.

"You said that the strange noises outside her window was one of the reasons she called you over there. What was the other?"

"Um, she, uh…wanted to tell me something." Beast Boy stuttered.

"What'd she want to tell you?" Cyborg asked.

"Well, promise you won't laugh?" Beast Boy asked, hoping that his friend would understand.

"I promise, now just tell me already." Cyborg sounded exasperated as he said that.

"She said that she loves me." Beast Boy muttered quietly.

"And what'd you tell her?" Cyborg asked.

"The same thing." Beast Boy's voice was quiet, but Cyborg heard thanks to his cybernetic ear.

"That's my MAN!!" Cyborg shouted, then paused. "Sorta."

"Hey!" Beast Boy shouted. He suddenly heard another rustling sound outside the window. "Gotta go." Beast Boy said, then without waiting for a reply from Cyborg, he clicked the communicator closed. He walked over to the window and peaked through the blinds. A few moments later he fell to the floor laughing. On the ground, the paparazzi were running around blindly in the dark. Beast Boy just watched as two dark figures ran around before crashing into one another. The third then tripped over the fallen two. A few seconds after that, their cameras went off. Beast Boy decided that this was way better than TV. He dragged the chair over to the window and stayed up laughing at the funny incidents that the dimwitted sleazebags participated in. He fell asleep laughing, only to wake up a few hours later and laugh at them again.

Well, I hope that was funny enough. I had fun writing the end there. I could actually picture that happening.

RDS: I could too!! But did you know the paparazzi killed Princess Diana?

Evil, cruel, little……they remind me of Kendra.

RDS: Omg they do! But yeah, they kept chasing the car, running into it, and overall messing with the driver so much that they crashed. Little shits. No, no, big shits.