And we are entering the home stretch, we start in the middle of a conversation between Raven and BB...she should have known better. Cyborg offers Robin some important advice.
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"The Titans don't really have much luck in the love category," He paused giving her a winking smirk. "Although all the ladies love me."
"I'm sure," Raven replied, barely stifling her groan, after all she had come to him. "So you're saying that Titans shouldn't risk it then."
"Not at all," His green face was earnest, "I'm saying we should embrace it as soon as it shows up or we might not have the chance. I didn't get a chance to say everything I should have when Terra was here and now," He gave a shrug and a quick laugh to cover up the vulnerability he felt at the subject. "Now it's too late."
"You seem to be doing fine." Raven said.
"I'm always fine," He wiggled his eyebrows at her and grinned, Raven just groaned, wondering if it really was possible for a head to explode when it was so full of ego. "Seriously though, with what we do we should be the first ones leaping at everything we can, not avoiding it." He gave her a knowing look.
"I'm not avoiding," She looked over his shoulder at the paused game station, wondering when she had become so transparent.
"Uh-huh…dude…uh…Rae, if you aren't avoiding then just what are you doing?" Beastboy asked rubbing a hand on the back of his neck.
"Thinking," She paused and turned a glare onto him.
He swallowed, "Man, you came to me." He defended himself. "You're really screwed up if you're coming to me for love advice, even I know that."
"You are such a big help," She deadpanned before standing.
"Raven," He sighed and wondered if she would kill him for what he was about to say. "Stop talking to us and go talk to Robin, even I managed to talk to the person I fell for."
"A big help," She repeated with another glare, leaving the room before she did something she might regret later.
"Man, love makes chicks cranky." Beastboy muttered to himself, making dead sure that Raven had left the room beforehand.
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"Well this is pointless," Robin sighed and walked to the benches that lined the training room; he grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat from his face.
"Catch," Cyborg called tossing a bottle of water in Robin's direction, only his amped agility enabled him to catch the bottle before it hit him in the head.
"Uh, thanks?" Robin wasn't sure he liked the look on the older man's face, he wondered if Beastboy had downloaded another virus into him.
"So," Cyborg sat on the bench, "How's things?"
"Every thing seems fine," Robin paused to take a swig of the water and sit a few feet away from his friend, still unsure of where this conversation was heading. "City has been quiet, but I suppose that just means we are doing a good job."
"Yeah, it's nice to have some downtime," Cyborg agreed with a nod, his unblinking red eye boring into Robin.
"Cyborg? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Glare. "How are you? You feeling okay?"
"Well the fact that you keep glaring at me like I stole the T-car and scratched the paint is making me feel a little uneasy, but other than that I'm fine." Bemused Robin took another swig of water, enjoying the way it cooled his parched throat.
Cyborg wasn't really good at subtlety, he decided honesty would be best here and if he didn't hear the answers he wanted; well he'd just make Robin a gel-stain on the training mat. "Raven,"
Robin bobbled the water and stared at the mechanical man. "Uh…Raven?"
"Do I look stupid? Be careful how you answer that man." Cyborg warned.
"You know?" He had wanted to keep it under wraps until Raven had made her decision; he wondered where he had gone wrong.
"I'm not blind," Cyborg shook his head, wondering if he was going to have the same conversation he had had with Raven not long ago. "Besides, she told me, you've got her messed up man."
"She's got me messed up," Robin replied with feeling, "I don't know what to do."
"Well you are going to have to figure something out," Cyborg's voice rumbled with a threat. "Are you messin' with her man? Because if you are, you need to back off like yesterday."
"Cyborg, you know me better than that." He defended himself, briefly wondering if he should move a little farther from Cyborg's reach. "Besides, she knows how to take care of herself."
"Not the point," Cy said arching a look in Robin's direction. "She doesn't need to be going through this if you aren't sincere or if you are going to hurt her."
"I don't want to hurt her," Robin moaned and thumped his head back against the wall, "That's the last thing I want."
"You love her." Cyborg kept his eye on Robin, watching and reading each movement and heartbeat like a lie detector machine.
"Yeah, I love her," He sighed his eyes still closed, "Doesn't seem to matter much though, I don't think she believes me."
"Oh, she believes you man, that's what has her all tied up in knots." Cyborg disagreed, nodding his head when Robin snapped up and stared at him.
"Did she tell you that?"
"I repeat, and lord knows why I keep having to repeat this to you two, I am not blind and I am not an idiot." Cy shook his head, his mouth a grim line. "She keeps running from you and you keep letting her."
"What am I supposed to do? Corner her and tie her up until we hash this out? I don't know about you, but I kinda like this dimension and living." Robin shook his own head at the hopelessness of his situation.
"I have never known you to give up when you wanted something." Cyborg said.
"I'm not giving up," He denied, "I just don't know what to do, if I make the wrong move I'll lose her."
"If you make the right one you'll have her for as long as you're smart enough to keep her."
Robin sighed and banged his head against the wall again.
"You keep doing that man and you're going to end up in a coma." Cy warned with a smirk.
"Give me an idea Cy, I am open to nearly anything…well anything that won't get me killed." Robin amended.
"Talk to her, damn man," Cyborg tried not to laugh at the despondent look on Robin's face, he really should find so much amusement in his friend's pain, but finding Robin this befuddled was rather funny. "I would think that someone with your intelligence would figure that out."
"I've tried talking, it doesn't work."
"Have you tried…uh…?" Cyborg tried to think of a delicate way to put it and not think about it at the same time, "Uh…seducing her?"
"Excuse me?" He couldn't have heard that correctly.
"You heard me and I am not going to repeat it," Cyborg fell back to glaring, "You ought to know how to kiss a girl by now, and I do not, I repeat do not…want to know any details that include Raven and…seduction in the same sentence." He paused, "I think I need to wash my brain or punch something."
"Heh," Robin squirmed a little before continuing with the conversation. "To answer your question; no I haven't, I don't want to pressure her."
"Lord have mercy on me," Cyborg begged the ceiling with some desperation; he was beginning to wish he had left well enough alone. "Maybe she needs to…oh god…experience…how much you care. Don't look at me like that; I'm just talking about some handholding and a kiss…a very chaste kiss." Feeling a little bit like he was drowning Cyborg leapt to his feet and began pacing.
"Well," Robin mulled the idea over in his mind. "I suppose it could work. I told her I would give her a week to decide."
"How much longer?"
"Today is the last day," Robin replied feeling sudden panic, he leapt to his own feet and started to head out the door. "I need to get busy."
"Chaste," Cyborg yelled after him. "You damn well better be chaste."
