(A/N: Hello all! Sorry about the LOOOOOOONG wait, but I'm back with yet another chapter of Chance. –stuffs fruit in mouth- I am currently feasting on this immaculately delicious pineapple and strawberry concoction that I chopped up and am now feasting on :3… anywho I'm seeing some BbxRae fluffiness in this chapter, I mean some real fluffiness… too bad it's in a dream –winks- Thanks to all who reviewed!

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, BUT I'm working on a teleportation device ;D

Dedication: Descendant of Doom, darkCrysalis, Unfunny Joke, and Scarlet--- thanks so much for the compliment! But thanks to all who reviewed it means so much to me!

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First days were always awkward. Beast Boy learned that from his first day at school. Being green really didn't help, but his first day in kindergarten proved to be the most awkward thing he had ever been through. Five year olds weren't really interested in what you had to say, all they were interested in was the limited edition 200 pack of crayons you had. The first day on the Doom Patrol, sure there was about a fifteen-year difference, at the least, between him and the other members, and the first day of the Teen Titans was also weird. Being called 'kid in the goofy mask' really didn't help ones ego.

The first day of a real job was no different. Walking around learning the do's and don'ts of a corporation were a lot to wrap your brain around. So when Mr. Andrews asked him, "You got it?" All Beast Boy could do was nod his head like an idiot and watch Mr. Andrews walk away like a lonely puppy watching his master leave. His job wasn't rocket science, but he followed what the other guys were doing, throw a certain pile of wood onto a truck, closing the back when it looked full, and slapping the side a few times to let the driver know he could leave.

After a few years of kicking bad-guy ass, lifting weights and exercising, he was no weakling anymore, but those logs were heavy.

"What's your name kid?" A deep baritone voice said from the side. A few grunting sounds were heard from where that voice was, Beast Boy turned and met the chin, or should he say, chins, of a very big man. Burly with black hair and a black goatee, the man before Beast Boy could be mistaken for Mammoth.

"G-Gar." Beast Boy said, cursing himself for stuttering.

The big man nodded and thrust out his hand, dropping the log on the ground. "Lou." The man said as Beast Boy took his hand and shook. "This is Ike," He said and pointed to a big blonde haired man with a plaid shirt and hat who smiled at Beast Boy. "Rob," Lou said and pointed to another big man with fiery red hair and green eyes. "And Marty." He said and pointed to an olive colored skin man with dark brown hair and dark eyes who waved a hand at Gar. "You have any questions, you ask us." Lou said and pointed to the four of them.

"Alright, thanks." Beast Boy said as he bent down to pick up another log to throw onto the truck. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad…

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"So Raven." Quinnlyn said as she propped her elbow on top of the counter. Quinnlyn had explained to Raven the day before that from one to three was the slowest time of the day, and they would probably only see a few customer's. Quinnlyn's outfit today was almost normal, her hair was in a ponytail at the nape of her neck, jeans, her yellow converse sneakers, only today they had green lacing and a dark green shirt that said 'If you can't laugh at yourself, I'd be glad to do it for you' in white lettering. Raven's hair was down today, a black form-fitting shirt and dark blue jeans with a necklace and bracelet finished her look today.

Raven glanced at Quinnlyn who smiled mischievously at her. "So, who was that mega-hottie at your apartment? Please say it's your brother." Quinnlyn said as she blinked at Raven. A little taken back by Quinnlyn's comment, Raven just stared at her.

"Uh-" Raven started. Instead of having someone come in to the store and ask either one of them for help, this was not a cliché moment. No bell was going to save her now. "He's my roommate." She said simply. She wasn't lying, but she wasn't telling the whole truth.

"Do you mean roommate, or do you mean roommate?" Quinnlyn smiled as she put an emphasis on the second roommate.

Raven could feel her cheeks flaming. "I don't sleep with him if that is what you're getting at." She said simply, very embarrassed that she was having this conversation with someone she didn't know well.

"Okay, sorry. Didn't mean it like that, but he is cute, you have to admit. So what is he to you? A friend, a benefit buddy possibly? A family memb--- oh God I would hope not, not after you said --- okay." Quinnlyn was blabbering, and Raven was getting a minor headache.

"He's a friend. We've known each other for a while." Raven said simply.

"Mhm. Okay then." There was a long pause Raven was so grateful for. But then, Quinnlyn asked yet another question. "Do you like him?"

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As Raven was walking home from work, she wondered what she would make for dinner. Last night, well last night was a dozen cookies, not really healthy or nutritious. If she did make something, it would have to be a vegetarian meal, considering Beast Boy. She decided she would stop at the grocery store on the way home. Crossing the street and walking another block, she made it to the grocery store. She grabbed a basket and set off down the aisle.

She grabbed a box of macaroni and cheese and then went into the freezer aisle and grabbed a box of chicken tenders and finally found some tofu. Paying for the stuff, she walked out of the store and made her way to the apartment complex.

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Beast Boy was tired. He was beyond tired, he was exhausted, he was so tired he could barely lift his legs to walk home. When Mr. Andrews had told him that it was heavy lifting, he didn't think it would be heavy heavy-lifting.

He half wished that Raven wouldn't be there when he got home so he could just go to sleep. He should take a taxi to work in the morning's so he wouldn't be as tired when he got to work. People were always on the streets, he had learned, and they were always doing something.

Making his way down the street towards the building, he noticed that it was darker. He laughed, he was so tired he wasn't even aware that it had gotten darker out. Maybe after his first paycheck, he would go and get a mattress, even if it was just on the floor, he'd be thankful for any mattress.

Pushing open the doors to the apartment building, he walked into the lobby, walked over to the elevator, pushed the button and stepped into the elevator. The ride up seemed like forever, and then the walk to his door was even longer.

Digging into his pocket, he grabbed the keys and pushed them into the door, turning the lock and pushing open the door. Stepping into the apartment, he kicked the door closed and walked straight to the couch, not bothering to see if Raven was home or not. He plopped down on the couch and kicked off his shoes. As his head fell back and hit the pillow, he could have sworn he smelt tofu and… macaroni?

He was too tired to even comprehend where he was. He could be in the wrong apartment for all he knew, all he knew was that it was 5:42, and sleep was taking over and soon he fell into the clutches of sleep.

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As Beast Boy awoke, he opened his eyes, and at the angle he was at, he could see the clock that was on the microwave, 8:21. He propped himself on his elbows and yawned. He was feeling so much better now. As he stood up, he walked into the kitchen. Sitting on the counter was a bowl covered with aluminum foil. Scribbled on the top was 'Be', but then it had 'Gar' written on it. He lifted the top and looked into the bowl, and a pang instantly entered his chest.

Inside was some tofu, and macaroni and cheese. Raven had made them dinner, and he didn't even notice when he first went it. He sighed, great Beast Boy, he thought.

Just then, Raven walked into the kitchen, wearing a purple tank top and black sweatpants. She went to the cabinet, grabbed a cup and walked to the refrigerator, pulling out a gallon of water and pouring herself a cup. "Hey, uh Raven-" He started, scratching the back of his head. But before he could say another word, the gallon was back into the refrigerator, the cup of water was downed, and the cup was in the sink and Raven was out of the room.

She could always be in one room at one minute, and in another the next. He sighed, and then walked back into the bedroom. "Raven-" He said, pushing the door open, he saw her sitting on her bed, knees crossed Indian-style, reading a book. When her eyes fell on him, she picked up the book and discreetly stuck it under her pillow, her face monotonous, but her eyes looked somewhat hurt as she glared at him.

He gulped. Okay, he wasn't afraid of Raven… intimidated, to a degree, but not afraid. But the way her eyes narrowed when she didn't speak, he was started to rethink what the definition of afraid was…

"Rav-" He started, but was interrupted.

"I understand." She said simply, pulling out the book she had just seconds ago, opening to a page, and her eyes started to skim the page. He sighed, she was being difficult.

"No, Raven, I'm sorry. You made din-" He was interrupted again, his eyes shot up to meet the glaring eyes of the girl he used to be terrified of.

"It's fine. You can eat it now if you want." She said, not bothering to look up at him as she turned the page and kept reading.

As he left the room, one thought crossed his mind as he made his way down the hall into the kitchen, 'She's a bad liar.'

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After a long first day of work, he was very hungry. So after eating what was left of the dinner Raven made them, two apples and half a bag of potato chips, he plopped down on the couch and turned on the TV. Channel surfing, he explored the majority of the channels when he came across a station that had the time which was 9:28. He yawned and stretched out his back, scratching his belly in the process. He sniffed-rubbed his nose, getting up to check on Raven.

Walking down the semi-dark hallway, he knocked gently on her door. "Raven?" He asked quietly, not wanting to disturb her reading. When she didn't answer, he pushed open the door slowly.

Propped up against her pillow, the book open on her lap, head cocked to the side, fast asleep, was Raven. He smiled as he walked into the room, he took the book from her lap and put her bookmark in it, placing it on her nightstand, he pulled back as much of the covers as he could. He then placed one hand under her knees and snuck his arm under her back. He lifted her from the bed as gently as he could, using her feet to push back the rest of the covers he placed her gently on the bed, pulling the rest of the covers over her body.

As he looked down at her, he noticed she had a slight smile on her face. She was a lot prettier when she wasn't glaring at him. Actually, she was a lot nicer if you just let her have her space when she wanted it. He liked how she wasn't hanging all over people, or taking advantage of them, he respected the fact that she was different from other girls, he enjoyed seeing her read, the way her lips moved with the words, craved to hear her voice, her ideas, he wondered what was going on in her head, what she thought of him, he wanted to know her ideas, and share his thoughts with her and…He sighed as he reached over to and turned off the light. "Sweet dreams Raven." He said as he closed the door behind him.

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As she walked into the apartment, something was strange, something didn't feel right. She looked into the kitchen, wondering if he was in there, as she stuck her head in the doorway, there was no one in the kitchen, just the ticking of the clock was the only noise in the kitchen, 5:26. Glancing in the living room, not a pillow was out of place on the couch, nothing to make her think anything was out of the ordinary. But he wasn't supposed to be home yet; he was still supposed to be at work.

But the churning in her stomach made her think otherwise. An involuntary shiver raced up her spine, someone was in the apartment with her. Going against the mayor's orders, she concentrated her energy on the apartment. Sending out her energy to the apartment, she was not alone… a man was in there with her. But where he was, she couldn't figure out.

Stepping into the hall that led to her bedroom, she stopped in front of the hall closet, placing her fingers on the knob, she took a deep breath, whipping open the door, she met the white towels that sat in their rightful places on the shelf. Breathing a sigh of relief, she went into the bathroom. As she peered into the small bathroom, she stepped inside, then quickly drew back the curtain, nothing. She let out another sigh of relief, but then just as soon as relief had gone out, fear went in, as there was only one more place he could be… her bedroom.

Stepping across the hall, she noticed the bedroom door was open, as she stepped in, she glanced around, not seeing anything, but he could be in the closet, under the bed, behind the bed- as she stepped near the closet, her heart thumped wildly in her chest. She gulped as she wrapped her fingers around the knob- before she could open it, two hands placed themselves on her shoulders and pushed her against the door, not as hard as she expected, actually, it was a gentle push. She winced as she waited for the blow… that never came.

"Hey Rae." A smooth voice whispered in her ear, the lips brushing against her earlobe. Her shoulders crept up to her ears slowly, her eyes wide. She knew that voice. The hands that had grasped her shoulders, quickly, but gently, turned her around. She stared up into the green eyes of Garfield Logan. He smiled charmingly down at her, her heartbeat sped up to the point where she thought it would explode. He let a laugh escape his throat, and leaned his head into her ear. "Don't be afraid Raven, I wouldn't dream of hurting you."

His body pressed so closely against hers sent shivers up her spine and a blush to her cheeks. His dark long sleeve blue shirt covered to his wrists. Her hands, which had been pinned to her sides by his, had been let go as his hands rested on her cheeks, his forehead pressed against hers, her amethyst eyes staring into his forest ones. "Beast Boy-" She whispered, she hated how she had just sounded, so meek and fragile.

"Shh." He interrupted her, his thumb rubbing her cheekbone, a smile gracing his features. As his forehead pressed against hers, amethyst met forest green. He was teasing her, she knew, his lips were so close to hers. Suddenly, he opened his mouth to speak again, but his words were… croaks? "CROAK!" He was croaking like a frog. "CROAK!" He croaked again.

She opened her eyes, her frog alarm clock had woken her from her dream. She was breathing heavily as she slapped the off button. "Some dream." She whispered as she climbed out of bed. The clock read 7:03, which meant it was time to wake Beast Boy. As she smoothed down her hair, she couldn't help but think of her dream. Biting her lip, she looked into the mirror hanging on the back of the door. Usually her dreams weren't just dreams, they were premonitions… could her dream be what happens next?

'Okay.' She reasoned with herself. 'Remember as much as you can from the dream.' She thought a moment. "The clock." She said. "It said 5:25, or something… It was dark." She said counting things off her fingers. 'What was he wearing?' She couldn't remember. She shook her head and went into the living room where Beast Boy was fast asleep, drooling on the couch. She let out a sigh.

"Beast Boy." She said as she shook his shoulder. "Get up." She said as she walked into the kitchen, pulling the orange juice from the refrigerator. Setting a cup on the counter, she poured a cup of juice. Then, she took a teapot out of the cabinet, filled it with water and placed it on the stovetop.

As she finished with that, Beast Boy came trudging into the kitchen, eyes barely open, he grabbed the cup of juice and downed it. After drinking the orange juice, his eyes glazed over, he whined to her. "Ritaaa, where's my Flintstone's vitamiiiin?" He grumbled. Raven stared blankly at him. 'Rita? Who's Rita?' She thought.

"Beast Boy, wake up. You have go to-" She started, but he cut her off.

"I don't want to go to school." He mumbled, his eyes still closed. "The kids – the kids just make fun afme. Don't make—urr, me go. I wannafight." He slurred like a drunk.

"You're going to work." Raven snapped, getting frustrated with him. "Now go." She said as she gave him a light push towards her bedroom.

"Mmhmm." He mumbled as he trudged into the hall. Just as she thought he would be okay, she heard a loud bang, then a swear, "Awww Robotman! You'reanasshole." He slurred/yelled. She figured Rita must have been Elasti-girl. Why was Beast Boy thinking about the Doom Patrol? She sighed as she rolled her eyes and went into the kitchen. She hoped he would wake up properly before he lost a limb.

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"What is it Ravie? Something's eatin' you, I can tell." Quinnlyn said as she stuffed some lettuce leaves in her mouth. It was lunch time and Quinnlyn had gone to the deli three stores down and got the two of them salads and extra large smoothies, a strawberry kiwi for Raven, and a strawberry mango for herself.

Raven took a sip of her smoothie and sighed. "It's nothing." She said as she speared some lettuce and a baby tomato. Quinnlyn cocked her head to the side and shook her head.

"Nothing is never nothing, it's always something, so intern, the nothing, means something, but it's not really nothing." Quinnlyn explained, looking at Raven exasperatedly. Raven started at the brown haired girl. She knew and could speak fluently more then four different languages… but trying to decipher what Quinnlyn just said… was a little difficult.

"What?" Raven asked after a few moments of internalizing.

Quinnlyn made an overly dramatic sigh. Then, her face contorted into shock. "OOOH! I KNOW I KNOW!" She shouted, causing Raven to loose hearing in her left ear. "Omigawd! It's UBERHOTTIE!" She shrieked as she clapped her hands together.

"What?" Raven asked again, staring at the beaming Quinnlyn.

"Uberhottie! Oh… um… I forget his name… but he was so cute! Roommate!… urm… GAR!" Quinnlyn said as she smiled at Raven.

"Uber-hottie?" Raven asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Oh gosh, yes! He could be one of those models on the bags of those preppy people!" (A/N: like Abercrombie or Hollister…)

Raven shook her head to try and keep Quinnlyn from seeing her blush. "No, it's not – Gar." She said as she turned away slighty from the other girl.

"Awww! Raven, it is him." She said softly, having an out of character moment.

"No." Raven reasoned. "No." She said again, shaking her head, blinking. "I-I can't, not- not him. He's just- he's- I-" She was stuttering, not helping the situation. A lump was forming in her throat and tears formed in her eyes. Could she like Beast Boy? It was possible, he was becoming more mature then when they were younger, but still. They say opposites attract, but Beast Boy and Raven were so opposite. He showed no real, solid evidence that he liked her even a little bit more then a friend.

Sure, she liked Beast Boy, but recently, since they were spending a lot more time together, well, more so then at the Tower, she was becoming fond of him. She enjoyed his company, secretly laughed at his jokes, admired how brave he was to take on a challenge such as living with her, respected the way he never backed down, craved to hear his laugh, and…

She put a hand over her heart, staring down at the countertop, her eyes wide and her heart pounding in her chest. She opened her mouth and a shudder ran up her spine. She swallowed the lump in her throat. She took a breath and straightened her back, then turned to Quinnlyn and offered a small smile.

"I'm not interested in him like that."

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That night, Raven and Beast Boy sat down to a pizza that Raven picked up on her way home. Sitting across from Beast Boy, she didn't look up from her plate, just ate her pizza. "Raven." Beast Boy said quietly. "You okay?" He asked as he set his third piece of pizza on the plate.

She nodded, not bothering to make eye contact. "Yeah." She said softly.

"Are you sure? 'Cause I mean, you know you can talk to me about it, whatever it is." He said, trying to comfort her. 'No you wouldn't.' She thought sadly.

"Thanks." She said taking a deep breath, but then she stood up, not bothering to finish her slice of pizza, she took her paper plate over to the trash can, and dumped it in there.

As she was about to walk out of the room, Beast Boy stopped her. "Rae? I uh, was hoping that maybe we could watch a movie tonight?" He said hopefully, as she turned around, she saw he was waving a movie case. She sighed.

"Okay." She said and walked over to the TV, Beast Boy jumped on the couch and grabbed the remote, turning on the Television, stretching his arm over the back. She sat down a good foot away from him.

"Hope you don't mind, it's the new Wicked Scary 6." He said as a girl walked down a dark and creepy hall, no light, no nothing.

"You know she's going to die…" Raven pointed out monotonously. He laughed.

"Yeah, but still." He said and as they finished their small conversation, a large octopus tentacle reached out from behind one of the doors and wrapped around the girls neck, dragging her into the room, the girl screaming her head off in the process. As the door closed, the screaming stopped dramatically, then in red "bloody" letters, 'Wicked Scary 6' appeared.

Throughout the movie, the main character and the main girl had a romantic interest, despite the fact that all of their friends were being coldheartedly murdered. Raven had somehow managed to get closer to Beast Boy, and close enough that their sides were touching. A song came on from the screen, a sappy love song. He laughed. "Even though all of their friends just got killed, they still manage to have a good suck-face minute." He said and cast Raven a small glance. She smiled slightly at the changeling.

"It's the sixth movie, they should have stopped after two." She rolled her eyes as the main character, Ray, just had a tentacle wrapped around his ankle and pull him off into another dark, creepy room.

Raven gasped as blood gushed from the wound as the monster greedily gulped it up. Beast Boy laughed, it was like he was immune to such graphic things. "Don't worry Rae, I'll keep you safe."

She enjoyed his company, secretly laughed at his jokes, admired how brave he was to take on a challenge such as living with her, respected the way he never backed down, craved to hear his laugh, and…

He liked how she wasn't hanging all over people, or taking advantage of them, he respected the fact that she was different from other girls, he enjoyed seeing her read, the way her lips moved with the words, craved to hear her voice, her ideas, he wondered what was going on in her head, what she thought of him, he wanted to know her ideas, and share his thoughts with her and…

…She thinks she loves him.

…. He thinks he loves her.

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(A/N: Ok, a lot of fluffiness, and there will be EVEN MORE in the next chapter, I just wanted to get this out, cuz it's been about a month –dodges pointy object being aimed at head- but I'm back. Sorry for any spelling or grammar errors, I just wanted to get this chapter OUT! anywho

please review, or the scary monster from Wicked Scary 6 AND Candy (who might make a surprise visit next chapter) will be after you…

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