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"Two cokes please," Tyler said, ordering for me as well.
"Actually, can I just have some tea?" I asked instead. The waiter nodded and left to put our drink orders in. I felt Tyler's eyes on me. "What?"
"Since when do you drink tea?" he questioned, making me frown. "You always used to want Coke," he continued, making me feel like I screwed up. Again.
"But weren't you . . ." I began, trailing off. I was wrong. Tyler had not been the one who had said anything about tea. That had been . . .
"Your name is Raven. You are a Titan, one of the originals. You save lives every day. You are an empath, you are like obsessed with tea, blue is your favorite color, and on your father brought along the end of the end of the world, but you saved the day and defeated him."
My cheeks heated just thinking about him but I quickly tried to get him out of my head. He was not making it easy. I mean, let's face it: ignoring the memory loss, the hero complex, and everything but his looks, he was still pretty unforgettable. I could try to convince myself that I wasn't a tiny bit attracted to him, but that would be a big fat lie. It was like physically impossible to not be attracted to someone who looked like that. Of course, add in the hero thing to the mix and the hotness goes up another level. Then there is that voice: caressing, melodic, passionate. It was enough to make any girl turn to putty. But then there was the memory issue. And his stubborn inability to recognize the fact that I was not Raven. Huge turn off. And suddenly I was back down to Earth.
"Have you figured out what you want to eat yet, miss?" the waiter asked. I blinked, realizing both him and Tyler were staring at me expectantly.
"Amy?" Tyler questioned.
"Pizza?" I ordered, though it came out more like a question. Tyler frowned, as did the waiter.
"There is only a pizza kid's meal . . ." the waiter trailed off.
"That's perfect," I answered, handing up my menu, which the waiter took hesitantly, glancing back at Tyler who was staring intently at me. The waiter left, leaving me alone to finally meet Tyler's eyes. His expression was confusion, like he had no idea who I was or what I was doing on a date with him.
I looked at him down my nose, a single eyebrow rising at his state.
"Ew," was all I managed to say. The changeling stuck his bottom lip out, giving me a very ridiculous pout-ish glare. I somehow managed to keep my expression blank, though inside, I found it all very hilarious.
"Robin couldn't have sent someone nicer?" Beastboy whined, slowing pulling himself to his feet, the grey goo he was covered in determined to keep him on the ground.
"Sorry to disappoint. I'll leave," I said dryly, turning on my heel. A small whimper escaped from the back of his throat before he could stop himself. I allowed myself a tiny smirk as I glanced back at him over my shoulder. He was looking at me, eyes wide, unsure what to do. Without warning him, my eyes flashed white as my power coursed out of me and all the slime slid swiftly off of him, freeing him of his gooey prison. No longer weighed down by his binds, he stood at his full height, now taller than me, making my smirk disappear, a miniscule frown replacing it. In a spontaneous growth spurt, Beastboy had officially left me to be the shortest of the group, all four of them taller by at least a head. And all the guys loved to hold it over my head. Literally. I rolled my eyes, and jerked my head to tell him to follow. He fell into step beside me, actually having to slow his stride so I wouldn't have to speed up. It was actually really nice, but there was no way I'd tell him that.
"So everyone else is out?" he questioned, watching the police take whatever that goo monster had been away to jail. It had been a new offender, and hardly dangerous, so Robin had assumed BB could take it on alone. But then he had beeped me, basically asking me to clean up the mess. Typical.
"Cyborg is still out somewhere with the Titans East, and Robin and Starfire disappeared hardly ten seconds after you left," I answered, trying to keep my voice stoic and emotionless.
"Oh. So what have you been up to?" he continued, peppy as always.
"Well I had been working out, but then our wonderful leader called me telling me I needed to pick up a certain team member," I answered, sarcasm seeping into my words unintentionally. Beastboy turned a little pink.
"Sorry. We can go back to the tower, if you want to, that is," he said, trying to be good. I sighed, stopping to see where we were exactly in the city.
"Well now I'm hungry," I began, my eye seeing just the place I wanted. I turned back to him, actually having to look up to meet his gaze, though I could still easily beat him in a stare-off, but whatever. "Pizza?" I asked, already knowing the answer, taking a step into the street, swiftly going across the way to the team's favorite pizza place.
"Dude! You must have read my mind," he joked, a big smile on his goofy face, as he beat me there. We got a table, ordered our drinks, a tea for me and lemonade for him. We ordered just a plain cheese pizza pie, and then sat, sipping our drinks, waiting for the food. I felt his eyes on me and looked up from my steaming cup to find him looking at me oddly.
"What?" I asked, waiting for some snarky remark about something or another. Then I could give some sarcastic retort back and it would be all good… But he surprised me.
"You are wonderful," he said simply, his voice void of his childlike tone, making me recognize how much he has matured since when the team first got together. I opened my mouth, trying to find the words I wanted to say, for once finding myself speechless. He gave a small chuckle, his eyes twinkling at me. "Just take the compliment and say thank you," he teased, making my mouth snap closed. I looked back to my tea, silence settling for a moment.
"Thank you," I said finally, keeping my eyes on my tea. He leaned back into his seat, eagerly eyeing the pizza that had just been put in front of us.
"You are very welcome," he finished, snatching up a slice and chowing down.
"What?" I asked, suddenly realizing Tyler had been saying something. I shook the thoughts of the green hero from my mind and tried to follow what my date had been saying.
"You just seem really distracted. Are you feeling okay? You are acting a bit strange," he said nervously. I blinked again, my mind going slow. I was so confused. About everything. I opened my mouth, though I wasn't sure what I was going to say, but it ended up that right at that second the waiter came. He placed the small pizza in front of me, some noodle thing in front of Tyler, asked if we needed anything else, and then left. I picked up a slice in silence and bit into the cheesy goodness.
"Why do we fight so much?" he asked after wolfing down two more slice, as I bit into my first one. I didn't understand how guys could eat so much. And then Starfire had multiple stomachs, so she ate just as much as they did. And once more I was the odd one out.
"Because you are annoying and I have a low tolerance for annoying people?" I answered without even thinking. He laughed, downing his lemonade in one gulp. I raised an eyebrow, but I couldn't help it when the tips of my lips hitched up a smidge.
"One day. No arguing. We will go out, have some fun, without driving each other crazy. You up for it?" he challenged, smirking in a way I am pretty sure I had taught him. He leaned forward, his eyes daring me to accept. I leaned forward too and stuck out my hand to him.
"You are on, but let's make it more interesting. The first one to start arguing has to take the other's dish duties for a month," I said, waiting to see if he would back down in fear of doing dishes. He hesitated, but smirked more and grasped my small hand in his larger one.
"Let's do it," he continued, still holding my hand. He jumped up, threw down the cash for the lunch and took off dragging me with him to wherever it was he wanted to go. I followed behind, having to keep up with his pace, trying not to laugh.
"Dessert?" the waiter asked, making me realize I had absentmindedly finished all my pizza. Tyler saw my blank look and sighed.
"Just the check," he said solemnly. We sat in silence until the waiter brought the check, Tyler paid and we got up to leave. We walked down the street in complete silence until I couldn't take it anymore.
"Well this was . . ." I trailed off, not sure what adjective to use in this situation.
"Awkward," he finished, chuckling a bit darkly. I felt guilty, not being able to overcome my stubborn certainty that we were not meant to be. And then those… visions! I didn't know what to do at all.
He took a turn I didn't remember and we stopped in a playground, which was barren of life. I absentmindedly sat on one of the two swings there, kicked off my god-forsaken heels, and began to lightly rock myself back and forth with my toes as my anchor. Instead of taking the swing next to me, as I had thought he would, Tyler stood in front of me, gazing down at me with an expression somewhere between longing and sadness. He bent down, one hand on the swing's chain, the other going to my hair.
"You have a leaf in your hair," he said, giving me a small smile while pulling it out. His face was very close to mine, only inches away, his warm breath tickling my col cheeks. Suddenly his lips were on mine, soft, gentle, and slow. I could practically hear Cecelia and Darla saying 'awww'. And yet, I felt nothing. No spark, no fireworks, no sudden romantic memories of my time with him . . . Nothing. I pulled away, looking down at the ground. This couldn't just be a bad mind set, I didn't feel anything. I would have felt something. Right? Oh, I didn't know anymore! I didn't know what to believe! Tyler rigidly stood up straight, making me realize how bluntly I had rejected him. He turned, prepared to walk away.
"Tyler, wait," I pleaded, jumping up and grabbing his arm. "I'm sorry," I apologized, not quite sure all that I was apologizing for. Maybe it was for not trying harder to make what we had, work. Maybe it was for the fact that I couldn't actually find what we had. Either way, I was sorry. I was sorry that I couldn't seem to remember.
"It's not your fault, Amy, but try to understand where I am coming from. My girlfriend wakes up with no memory, at all, even of me, and no matter what I do, she keeps pushing me away," he ranted gently, even though I could sense his frustration under his soft words. I opened my mouth. But he held up a finger. "Amy, my heart is yours, you should know that, but I'm tired of waiting around for you to remember, and I am sorry if that is inconsiderate of me, but it is hard. Come find me when you're ready," he finished, giving me a soft kiss on the cheek before turning and leaving me in shock. I left myself stumble back to my seat on the swing.
"Well, that backfired," I muttered, easily finding the irony in what just happened. For the first time snce I woke up a couple of days ago, I was actually attempting, in my own way, to make things work. Instead, he sort of "dumps" me until I get my memory back. I just couldn't win, could I? I thought about going back to my house where Cecelia and Darla were waiting for all the juicy details that I wasn't really in the mood to give. So I stayed. I just sat there, stalling until I would have to return to the house. A low chuckle sounded from my left, making me freeze.
"Somebody looks lonely," a voice from the darkness under a tree teased. Initially I thought it was Robin, but it was uncharacteristically sarcastic, and slightly robotic, lacking the caressing undertone that Robin always seemed to have.
"Who are you?" I questioned in his general direction. He chuckled again, his laugh deep and throaty, giving me chills. He took a confident step forward into the light of the street lamp. My breath caught, my heart leaping into my throat. He was that masked guy who had mentioned revenge. He took another step closer to me, making me stiffen, frozen like a deer in the headlights. "I'm not her! Raven, I mean!" I managed to get out, finding my voice. He just shrugged, not believing me. Why wouldn't anyone listen to me? I willed myself to get up and run, but my legs refused to listen as well. Before I knew it, he was close enough to touch. He reached out, fingering one of my stray curls, twirling it around his fingers.
"You know, surprisingly enough, I'm digging the blonde hair. Never would have been able to imagine it, but you work it. However, I'd want it go natural again if you joined me," he said easily, only making me even more confused. Join him? He had said that he wanted revenge on Raven, but now he wanted her to join him? It made absolutely no sense!
"What are you talking about?" I questioned, trying to keep my voice steady. His thumb brushed my cheek, making me flinch.
"You are special. With your powers and my skills and connections, we could live on an island that we own, surrounded by piles mile high with money and gold. We'd be set for life. And, you would never have to see those stupid Titans again, or this dreary little town. What do you say?" he explained, leaning in even closer.
"What about what you said about wanting revenge against Raven?" I continued, still trying to remember how to move my legs.
"Oh that? I was only saying that to annoy Boy Wonder," he replied easily, shrugging it off like it was nothing. It was at that moment I realized he was absolutely insane. I nodded slowly, getting a tiny bit of my courage back.
"One problem. I. Am. Not. RAVEN! I don't even have powers!" I explained, rather loudly, glaring into his masked eyes. He chuckled. Again.
"Of course. You are right," he said sarcastically. "But if you change your mind . . ." he continued, trailing off. "I must be on my way, but you'll be seeing me again soon," he said. Before I could even realize what was happening, he had lifted his mask above his lips, pressing them swiftly to mine. Then he was gone.
"Okay. I'll admit it. That was actually fun," I said, hard to keep a smile off my face. I looked up at the Tower as we approached it, happy to be home and ready to take a shower after such a busy day.
"It was, wasn't it? It's because I'm awesome," Beastboy said, puffing out his chest a bit, his expression somewhere between a goofy smile and a cocky smirk. I couldn't help it. I laughed.
"So you are doing dishes right?" I questioned. It had the exact effect I wanted it to.
"What? No! I haven't argued all day! That is not even fair!" he complained, his eyebrows furrowing together. I laughed again, my eyes twinkling as I looked into his.
"You just did. Sorry. Dishes are yours," I reminded, smirking. Before I could understand what was happening, he had bent down and kissed me. It was gentle, soft, and quick, and it left me standing there, eyes wide, not sure what to do.
"Sorry. I just had to do that at least once. And I figured we were having such a good day, there was no time like the present," he explained, and then he went inside the Tower, leaving me alone and still in shock.
"What the hell just happened?" I muttered to myself, only then realizing I wasn't frozen in place anymore. But now that I wasn't paralyzed, I felt no need to go. "And why is everyone kissing me?" I questioned out loud, plenty frustrated. It wasn't until silence followed that I realized how loud I had asked that. Masked guy . . . what had Robin called him? X? X was probably laughing at me hidden in some shadows. I leaned my head back against the swing's chain and closed my eyes. I heard someone run closer before stopping a few feet away. I opened my eyes to find a wide-eyed Robin staring at me. Speak of the devil.
Reviews-
To Fight 4 Randomness: I won't lie, when I first read it I was kind of offended and upset. But after a little while, I went back and read it again, and I understood better, if that makes sense. But it really is fine.
I am a terrible editor. Like really bad. I figure, I wrote it already, I don't want to read it right afterwards, looking for mistakes. And I don't have a Beta for this story.
That is so weird. I can't imagine Barbie as a Barbara.
The new paragraph thing . . . Is that a bad thing? o.O
I live with two perfectionist, so I understand. That has just never been who I am. Thank you.
To Smiles-X-Giggles: Fine. We can both just be wonderful and awesome. :)
Forget about Young Justice, they totally screwed up the second season, skipping years into the future with no characters and shit. It made me so angry. I only watched the first episode. Then stopped.
I love Robin. I want a Robin plushy! My life would be complete.
Robin and Starfire... I know they definitely dated, I just don't know what I want them to be like now, you know?
So, the date turned out differently then I originally intended, but oh well. I like the flashbacks.
A shorter reply on my part... Sorry. Love your reviews! Can't wait to hear what you think of this chapter!
To I'm home: I was not trying to hint at Beastboy being a stupid/useless character at all. In fact, I love Beastboy, just not with Raven. But I hope this chapter made up for any hints you believed there were. Thank you for reviewing!
To krazieneko: Honestly, I haven't decided who has done this yet. Haven't decided about the news spreading fast part either. The hair has just been able to stay blonde mostly, only a little bit rubbing off that first day. I love writing the flashbacks, because I love writing her interactions with the other Titans. I get that complaint a lot, about chapters being too short. I don't purposefully make them short, but if it takes me this long to put up a short chapter, can you imagine how long it would take to write and upload a long chapter? I actually don't know where she is. Or why it is so strange there. Haven't figured that part out yet. Thank you for all your reviews! Hope this meets standards. :)
Also a big thank you to SladeRavenFan, twiluvergaga, Keepmovingforward2, emmagination, Midnight72955, DarkPrincess411, WoNdY Alice, LEPrecon, and Waterpokemon for reviewing as well. Seriously, every time I get a review it makes me so happy. So thank you. :)
Hope everyone liked this chapter. Rate. Review. Comment. Criticize. Suggest.
-DRA
