Sad Songs
A/N: Okay, here's my first attempt at actually having a character singing a song. Consider it practice for the karaoke fic I'll be writing eventually. Don''
T worry though. It's gonna be one of those extremely old ideas that I bring in a new direction—you know what I'm talking about.
Y'know what? This might seem odd to y'all, but it feels really good to be the person that other people are ripping off. As I always say, imitation is the greatest form of flattery—besides cookies. Nothing beats out cookies.
Your Song
Raven let out a small yawn as she made her way to her room. Upon completing the yawn, she began to hum a tune, not realizing that she was actually humming along with something; due to her drowsiness. When she did notice, however, she stopped still and began to look about herself suspiciously.
'Who could be playing that song?' she asked herself musingly. 'I thought I was the only one who liked it.'
With a shrug, she followed the tune quickly to its source, beginning to hear some words joining in with the melody.
It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside.
I'm not one of those who can easily hide.
I don't have much money, but if I did,
I'd buy a big house where we both could live.
She was quite startled when the tune led her to the particular door it had. "Beast Boy?" she asked herself in a whisper. The door was slightly ajar, so Raven took a short peek inside. What she saw nearly made her gasp.
Beast Boy wasn't listening to the song.
He was playing it—on a synthesizer. And—he was singing it, too.
If I was a sculptor, but then again, no;
Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show.
I know it's not much, but it's the best I can do.
My gift is my song and this song's for you.
Raven could feel an unexplicable curiosity overtaking her as she listened. She couldn't tell why, but she really wanted to know why he was singing—this of all songs, as if any song wasn't odd enough..
She slid the door open another half of an inch, but pulled back when she saw Beast Boy's ear twitch slightly. When no sign of further reaction was seen or heard, not even a skip in the song, Raven leaned around to peer through the crack once more.
'He's not horrid' she thought, vaguely startled by this discovery. In truth, he wasn't too bad. Turning nineteen had apparently mended that annoying crack in his throat, turning it into something resembling pleasant.
And you can tell everybody that this is your song.
It may be quite simple, but now that it's done;
I hope you don't mind;
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words,
How wonderful life is, now you're in the world.
She found herself examining Beast Boy closely—finding a curious desire to identify the look on his face. It seemed far off, somewhat nostalgic even. But, there was something else in that look as well. There was a vague sadness to it—yet—still a smile at the same time. It struck her as odd that he could be showing such a large spectrum of emotions simultaneously. Raven was used to Beast Boy being a beacon of one, single, intense emotion at any given time.
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss.
Well, some of these verses; well they—they've got me quite cross.
But the sun's been kind while I wrote this song.
It's for people like you that keep it turned on.
Raven could only think of three instances in the past where his emotions had been nearly as diverse and complicated as at this very moment. The first was when he had come to apologize to her on behalf of that bastard Malchior. The second was after the 'Beast Incident©." And, the last was when he'd found out about her father.
It struck Raven as vaguely odd that every time he became so complicated was when something involved her—and yet—she still wasn't making the connection to this very moment.
So excuse me for getting, but these things I do.
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue.
Anyways, the thing is, what I really mean,
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen.
Raven stared in shock as Beast Boy looked up at her. He looked at her straight in the eyes. She expected him to become embarrassed or even angry, but the one thing she hadn't expected to happen was exactly what did.
He smiled.
And you can tell everybody that this is your song.
I know it's not much, but now that it's done;
I hope you don't mind;
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words,
How wonderful life is, now you're in the world.
That's when the connection was finally made. That's when Raven realized why he was singing that song. That's when Raven decided that Beast Boy was the sweetest little bastard she'd ever met as well as exactly what to do about it.
She pushed the door open the rest of the way, made her way determinedly into the room and tackled Beast Boy to the ground, cutting the song off as she did.
"Rae?"
"Shut up and kiss me you little shithead."
I hope you don't mind;
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words,
How wonderful life is, now you're in the world.
A/N: Okay, that was corny. I mean, really corny. Oh well, I guess it was pretty sweet, which is good enough for me. Well, I'll see all my readers in whatever the hell I decide to write next.
Signed,
The Cheese!
