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Chapter 10:

Day Two Part Two

What am I doing? Raven thought.

She and Logan have been walking for five minutes in silence now and things were getting more awkward by the second. Raven bit her bottom lip as she thought of something to do. Suddenly, a great idea came across her mind. She smiled inwardly and headed for her destination.

"So, what are we doing?" Logan asked. He had enough of the odd silence, so he decided to take matters into his own hands.

"Walking," she answered.

Not satisfied by the short answer, he said, "To where?"

"Somewhere," she answered shortly once again.

"This isn't fair. I told you everything that we were going to do," said the Changeling.

"That's you. I am more secretive than you are," her voice smiled.

He was amazed that she had that type of control over her voice. How she could sound like she was smiling but her face held no emotion at all? Maybe he would be able to learn?

Nah. No matter how long or how much time I spend with her, I will never learn how to do that, he thought.

He absentmindedly shook his head and let out a small chuckle. Raven looked at him as if to say something, but decided against it. She didn't want to know what was going on in that head of his. She was afraid to face the blissful horror that is Logan.

Silence settled around them once again, much to Logan's distaste. He bit his upper lip, thinking for something to say.

"So it's hard for me to learn anything if we're silent," he said, looking at her with hope. Hope to get out of the dreadful silence.

Raven resisted the urge to bite her lip as she thought.

"…What do you want to know?" said Raven, in a quiet voice.

"That's not what I mean, Rae," he sighed.

"Then what do you mean?" she asked, "And don't call me, 'Rae.'"

He rolled his eyes, "I mean, talk to me. You can learn a lot about a person when you have a single conversation."

"Single conversation?" she said, looking at him, "Idle chatter, in other words."

He shook his head, "Yeah, yeah fine; idle chatter. You can learn a lot about a person through idle chatter, if that's what you want to call it."

Raven resumed her lip biting as she thought while Logan watched. After a moment, he pursed his lips. He gritted his teeth and let out an aggravated groan.

"Just talk to me, Raven!" he couldn't get why it was so hard. It's just talking, for Christ's sake!

"What do you want to talk about?" she said in response.

"Anything, everything, something," he said exasperatedly, "Just talk. Anything but silence, please."

She smirked, "You can learn a lot about a person through silence, Logan."

"Don't you throw that line back at me, please," Logan said, firmly, "You know how I feel about being in silence."

"Do I?" she said simply.

"Yes you do or you should," he said lowly, no longer looking at her.

"Well I don't," she whispered but she knew he could hear her.

He sighed again, "Maybe that's something you'll learn, then."

She looked at him and noticed that his eyes were no longer...Beastboy's eyes. They were Logan's; focus, solid, serious, and -again- terrifyingly beautiful.

With every time she looked at him, she noticed how much he had grown. It astounded her, really. She lived with this man for who-knows-how-long, when all this time she thought he was a boy; a scrawny, spiky haired, green-skinned boy.

How long have I been out of it? She asked herself.

"And we're back in silence," he sighed, bringing her back to reality.

"Sorry, I was thinking," she murmured.

His lips pressed for a second, "About what?"

She shook her head, "Nothing and everything."

Logan chuckled, "Sometimes I wonder about what goes through your mind. But then I think about what happened when I entered your mind. Then, I no longer want to know."

Raven smiled inwardly as she slowed down. She came to a tree and proceeded to sit down. Logan followed.

She leaned against the tree as she brought her knees to her chest. Logan decided to sit on the cold wet grass in front of her but off to the side.

They sat underneath an old, now sleeping, weeping willow in the city's park. It looked over the small field, the ocean, and the ever famous Titans Tower.

"Nice place," Logan commented as he looked at the view.

Wrapping her arms around her legs, "You should see it in late spring. It's gorgeous."

A smile tugged at Logan's lips, "You come here often?"

She nodded, "To think or to read."

"So this is where you go when you leave the tower?" Logan smiled.

"Sometimes," she said back, "Now don't come here every time I leave the tower."

"Okay, I'll do it every other time," he joked…somewhat.

She rolled her eyes and shook her head, "I use this place as an escape."

"What? Your room or the garden isn't doing it for you?"

"Sometimes my room isn't a place for peace," she said simply, "and sometimes it's good to get fresh air."

"What about the roof or the beach?"

"Many people come up to the roof to think and the beach is your spot. When I want peace I don't want to be where you go to think."

Now it was his turn to roll his eyes. He looked back at the view as he played absentmindedly with the grass beneath him.

Raven looked over to him. He was still Logan but now he's eyes were soft as a soft smile graced his lips. His hair blew gently with the wind, laying it across his eyes. The lids of his eyes blinking rapidly but gently, as to protect the emerald green eyes underneath.

Logan turned his head and looked to Raven, catching her gazing at him.

Their eyes locked right then.

Raven felt a lump quickly grow in her throat as her palms, even in the cold temperature of 43, grew sweaty. She hated this! Oh how she hated this! And yet…deep down inside, she craved it.

His gaze.

When his eyes locked with hers, she didn't know what to do. She was nervous yet she was confident. She wanted to run but she wanted to stay. She just…she just didn't know what to do!

Raven's bottom lip folded in only to have her teeth bite gently on it. Logan, who had been watching her eyes, looked down at her folding lip.

"Nervous, are you?" he softly said as he looked back at her eyes.

"Why would you say that?" she whispered not looking away for a second.

He pointed slightly at her lip, "Your lip. You bite it when you don't know what to do or what to say."

Breaking their gaze, she looked to the ground, slightly ashamed.

Another smile danced onto his lips, "I've learned that about you. In silence, no less."

She looked up back at him only to be greeted by Logan's soft smile. She smiled with her eyes before she moved to stand. Logan also followed.

"Where are we going now?" He asked as wiped his hands against his pants.

"Somewhere," she shrugged as she turned to leave.

He smiled as he followed her. She was so secretive.

Their walking took them to a small little café called, Poetry and Coffee. The smell of coffee beans and crisp new books flooded Logan's nose as the door opened. It was small and quaint. Not like how he imagined Raven's café. He thought it would be darker…eerie really.

But it was not. It was very modern, somewhat homey. If it wasn't for the books all over the room and the dimmed lighting, he would think it was a kitchen with a dining room attached.

They walked over to a table and sat down.

"Is this the other place you come to for peace?" he asked.

"When I want peace but I don't want to exactly be alone, yes," Raven said with a sigh.

A waiter walked over.

"Oh hey Raven," he said with a kind smile, "How are you today?"

"Just dandy, I'll have my usual," she said, ignoring him completely.

The waiter looked longingly before he sighed and wrote it down before he turned to Logan. "And you?" he said in an "I don't care if you were to drop dead now" tone.

Logan looked at the menu, "Um…can I have the 'Prime Time Lime iced tea'?"

"You got it," he said unenthusiastically, as he jotted it down before he left.

"Interesting choice," she said.

"I just chose some ridiculous drink, didn't I?" he smiled.

"Let's just say...it needs a required taste," she said.

He nodded as he looked to waiter, "What's with him?"

"Hmm?"

"The waiter. What's with him?"

"Oh, Antoin? He just has a crush on me, that's all," she shrugged as if it was nothing.

Logan furrowed his eyebrows, "A crush? How long has he had a crush on you?"

"I don't know, I don't care. All I know is that he has one and that I told him, it's not going to happen," said Raven.

Logan snorted a bit, "Looks like you told him."

"Hey, sarcasm is my thing," she said, "Besides I know he's still trying. I just ignore him and do what I came here to do."

"Sometimes it takes more than that," he murmured as he looked at the waiter again.

Tall, dark, and handsome, were the words that would describe him. Honey colored eyes and a debonair smile would surely slay any girl where they stood. Logan loathed him instantly. And the fact the he liked Raven…

Let's just say, he's lucky he wasn't on the floor bleeding…badly.

The drinks soon came and surprisingly, Logan like his tea. Raven teased about the fact that he and the drink were both green. Logan didn't see the humor in it. He and Raven talked throughout it all about nothing but yet everything.



He observed her as the day turned to evening. With everything she did, he wondered why. He asked questions and jotted them down in his head, locking them in a mental drawer. She did mention that she was more secretive than he was. So he had to pay attention to learn anything.

They left the café and that Antoin character, and headed for the tower.

They walked side by side in silence again.

"I see you've gotten use to the silence," she said gently.

"No, I just learned to deal with it," he sighed, letting a puff of hot air dance with the cold.

"Why?" she asked.

He shrugged, "It's what you're comfortable in. I like to talk and you like the silence. And like you said earlier, you can learn a lot about a person in silence."

Raven's eyebrow perked, "And what did you learn?"

"Well let's see,' he said as he tried to recall today's events, "How exactly you make your tea. Where you hang out and why. Um…what else? How you drink your tea…"

"How I drink it? How do I drink it?" Raven said, turning to him.

"Oh um," he shrugged again, "You drink in small sips and each time you put the drink down you sigh. You also close your eyes as if you're um…what's the word?"

"…Savoring?" she guessed.

He snapped his fingers, "Yes! As if you're savoring the taste. And um…your nose twitches slightly when you're finished with the sip before you open your eyes."

She looked at him as if he grew another head. "I do?" she asked.

"Yup, it's hard to see but you do it," he said rather smugly.

She looked forward, slightly amazed that he knew something about her that she didn't.

"Well," she started, "looks you've learned a lot from where I stand."

He smiled widely, doing a mental dance in his head.

"And hopefully, I'll learn more soon," said Logan.

They came to the point where they had to fly back to the tower and stopped.

"I'm going to meditate when we get in. So I guess this is good night," Raven said as she turned to him.

"Oh then, good night," Logan said meekly.

Raven was glad she wasn't confronted with the Logan from last night and quickly flew before he would make an appearance.

Logan watched her fly away from him. A soft smile reached his lips just like it did yesterday.

"Day two complete."

A/N: Hello my Dealers! I know it's been a little while but I've updated once again. This chapter took me some time because I couldn't figure out what to do. Too many ideas are swimming in this head of mine, I can't figure out what to do. But I decide to struggle through it and this was created. Not that much fluff between the two but that's because he's trying to get to know her before he can try to woo her. But really while he's getting to know her, he is wooing her. So yeah…um…I'm so glad a lot of you liked and understood my Logan idea. I was somewhat scared that I would get so many of you saying, "Turn Beastboy back."But I didn't. Yay! As you can see there are hints of Beastboy in here and there will be more when he's with the others. But while he's with Raven…well you get it. Well that's all for now…(dude…I say that a lot) Peace!

Bleeding Writer