Fallen Rain
Chapter 10
Summary: Rachel (Raven) Roth is a young girl in Gotham City. School days suck for her, and home has never been safe. Dick (Robin) Grayson is the ward of Bruce Wayne of Wayne industries, and has all the luxuries he can afford. What happens when people with two different life styles meet?
Characters to clear things up:
1. Rachel Roth / (Raven)
2. Richard (Dick) Grayson / (Robin)
3. Victor Allen / (Cyborg or Cy)
4. Garfield (Gary) Rogers / (Beast Boy or BB)
5. Galina (Gala) Koriandars / (Starfire)
Rachel let herself be dragged off. When they burst out of the locker room the bell had rung and people were rushing from lunch to their classes. Glancing around they watched as people passed the gym heading to the science hall. Not any one person came in to the gym.
"So Robin, shall we head on to class?" Gala asked. She looked at Rachel who by now had a deep bruises on her arms from the strong grips that Kitten's groupies had. "Or shall we head to the nurse?"
There was a grunt and everyone turned to look at BB. "Hello, Rachel has those nasty looking Bruises on her arm, duh of course we see the nurse. There's always something that she can do to help them disappear. Like when I had my head smashed into a locker on the first day of school, the nurse helped me...she laughed at me first, but helped me at least."
She shook her head though. "It doesn't hurt."
"But friend, if people see them-'' Starfire was interrupted when Rachel glanced up her eyes dark.
"I've managed to hide them for seven years, I think I can hide them for the good two weeks that they'll be there." When no one said anything she went back to studying the cricket crawling around on the floor. She bent down and scooped it in her hand, the creature hopped off and hid under the school's bleachers. She wished that she could hide as well but unfortunately for her Robin kept her out in the open.
Robin raised an eyebrow and looked over at Gala, Cy, and BB. "You guys go on to class. I need to talk with her." When they didn't head off instantly he repeated what he had said and took Rachel's arm. "Go on to class." They watched as he took her outside toward the track and football field, then trudged off to their classes separating.
On the track field Robin stood with his arms crossed and leaned up against the hot metal bar that held up the bleachers outside. "So when were you planning on telling me that Kitten was bothering you during lunch?" He asked glancing at the swelling bruise.
"Never really. I thought that she would be done with it after I was gone for three good weeks." Rachel sighed. "I guess she just expected me to come back to the gym at some point. I was quite surprised when she pushed me into the girl's locker room."
"What was she going to do?" Robin asked the frown on his face not disappearing.
Rachel shrugged. "Oh she has such a wonderful imagination that she could have thought of something even last minute."
It didn't help calm Robin and she instantly regretted saying that. "Listen, I'm fine, she didn't do anything this time because my handsome prince came in and stormed the castle waking me from my hundred years sleep. So don't worry. My head hurts but thats it."
"She didn't do anything because we came in at the right moment." Robin told her his voice rising. "So you can't even use that excuse." When she didn't respond or anything he frowned. "You are so annoying making me worry about practically everything?!"
She turned. "I don't mean to. You just can't stop worrying, its a bad habit of yours." When he got a good look she saw that she had her fists formed at her side. "So why don't you go talk to Gala, she likes you, and you two would make such a lovely couple."
Robin grinned. "No we wont. You want to know why, because how can I date her when I like someone else."
She looked down suddenly and he could see that her face held a hurt expression. "You like who?"
He grinned. "I don't think she knows that I do, but I'll tell you a little about her. She's pretty, has the prettiest eyes, and smooth hair. She doubts herself but she's quite capable of doing anything she wants." He saw her lips purse and he smirked. She didn't know.
"I asked you who she was not what she was like!"
When she heard him chuckle and turned shocked when his face was right next to hers. He said softly to her, "Its been you Rachel! Your so blind." He bonked foreheads with her. "Why can't you see how special and different you are. It's amazing how you took care of your little brother, you nice and sweet. And you can relate to how I feel sometimes."
She didn't say anything. Her eyes were wide, and she struggled not to show how she felt. She couldn't stop though, she smiled and almost instantly covered her mouth with her hand.
Robin drew the hand away. "No," He told her gently but forcefully. "I like that smile." She started crying and Robin laughed wrapping his arms around her and drawing her close.
"I didn't know what I was feeling." Rachel muttered into his shirt soaking it with all her crying. "I didn't know why I was so angry when Gala told me she was going to ask you out." Her hands snaked out and she held him too not wanting to leave the warmth that she hadn't felt in a good long while.
He grinned. "That means you like me right?"
She laughed pleasantly. "Yes, Richard Grayson, that means I like you."
"Then stop crying." Robin told her wiping at his shirt.
She jerked out of his hold and wiped at liquid running from her eyes. "I can't!" She exclaimed surprised as the tears continued to run down her face, she kept wiping and sniffing but for some reason it just wouldn't stop.
Robin smiled and drew her into a hug again. "You've been holding back you're tears. When's the last time that you cried?"
"After my first beating. Then I promised myself that I wouldn't cry again, that I wouldn't be weak." She said wiping at her eyes again. Her head rested on his shoulder.
He grinned. "Moron. If you cry it doesn't mean that you're weak." He ruffled her hair with his hands and decided that he liked the feel of her hair. They stayed like that for a while with Rachel still crying for a good thirty minutes. Finally the tears stopped coming out and Rachel followed her gaze up to the sky where the sun sat high.
She grinned. "We must have missed at least a class period." Robin let her go and she sat down on the bleachers. "Sorry..." she muttered looking at his shirt. "I got it all wet."
"No problem." He smiled putting a hand to his shirt. "Now do you feel like going to class?"
She shook her head. "I've never felt like going...the only thing that spurred me on was that I would be away from dad..." She felt the wood creak and felt his presence next to her, his hands were making light circles around her back and it relaxed her.
"Its fine if you don't want to rush off to class now, but if we stay then the football players are going to be coming out, and I doubt that you want Victor to see how you look right now." He grinned, and looked at her face. Her violet eyes were puffy and red, and her nose had little drops of snot falling. The bruises on her arm stood out against her light pale skin.
Rachel smiled. "What do you want to do?"
"Let's call Alfred and have him pick us up. When the bell rings we'll head over to our locker's and grab our things, act like we're heading outside for gym but head around to the front of the building where Alfred will be waiting."
"You have this planned out don't you?" She stood up and wiped at her face again.
He followed suit. "Well when you skip class as much as I do then you would know the great way's to exit."
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Back at the mansion Alfred scowled and stopped the engine, handing off the keys to a guy who slipped in and dropped the car off in the huge garage.
"Master Dick, you know I hate it when you call me to get out of school..."
Robin shrugged. "Rachel was emotionally unfit to go to school." When Alfred still held the same strict look he sighed. "Fine, I wont ask you to come unless absolutely necessary."
"Thats what you told me the last time." Alfred said raising an eyebrow. He walked briskly inside leaving the two teens out in the manicured lawn. The huge door slammed as Alfred's form finally entered the mansion. The echo from the noise caused Robin to flinch.
"He's being emotional." Robin told her with a shrug when she looked over at him.
"You've done this how many times?" Rachel asked. She arched up a brow. Her face was still a wreck but her attitude had lightened up considerably. She headed toward the steps and when she was halfway up she turned around. "You coming or not?"
Robin nodded and ran to catch up to Rachel. He managed to reach her before the door slammed in his face and he held the door at bay while he slid through the crack that it offered. "Meanie." He joked as he closed the door behind him.
(This is the last chapter! I will offer a peak at the next story if people want! Sorry this took so long to write, and its short again!)