Taking a nighttime stroll around the tower wasn't unusual for the little empath. Often, she'd throw on her cloak over her pajamas and walk down the bedroom corridors. First, she'd walk to the end nearest to the door, where Robin's room was. By midnight when she'd take her stroll, it was usually quiet in his room, although she'd be able to see a dim yellow glow from under the door. Tonight was no exception. Next was Starfire's room, which was also dimly illuminated and smelled of sweet strawberry lotion; then Cyborg's, who was dead silent except for an electronic hum. Finally came Beast Boy's, right before her own. Originally Cyborg's room had been next to Raven's, but in the past year they'd switched, for fun.

Usually, a light snore came from the changeling's room, along with an earthy scent. But tonight, Raven detected another noise. It sounded musical, like a chord. As she came closer, even daring to press her ear against his door, the sound became evident as a G chord, strummed perfectly. Along with the soothing, repetitive sound was his voice. Low, soft, and actually quite good. The more she listened, the easier Raven could tell that he'd definitely sung before. His voice was smooth and his octaves ranged expertly. (Think Nick Jonas maybe?)

A creak in his chair, and the halting of the G chord caused Raven to phase to her room without a so und. His voice and singing had calmed her nerves enough to help her fall asleep quickly, but she made a definite note to ask him about his musical hobby tomorrow morning.

The next morning…

Beast Boy awoke around 10 am. That was the latest Robin allowed the Titans to sleep in, and even then the leader frowned upon it. Usually the shape shifter had been waking up around 9:00 am, but he'd sensed something outside his door last night, and that had kept him up. Deciding his pajama sweats were decent enough to go to breakfast in, the changeling grabbed a white tee and headed to the common room.

When the double doors slid open, the kitchen revealed only Raven and Cyborg. Cyborg was cleaning up after the early risers had eaten, and Raven was at the dining table sipping tea, keeping him company.

"Hey B," Cyborg called from inside the fridge. "You missed breakfast, so if ya want food, cereal's in the cupboard."

Beast Boy yawned in acknowledgement, pulling is shirt over his head. He grabbed a glass and filled it with chocolate soy milk, before heading to the table and sitting next to Raven.

"Hi Rae Rae," he smiled, after downing half his glass. She rolled her eyes at the nickname and pulled his shirt down in the back. "Thanks," he yawned again, a hint of sarcasm directed at her motherly action.

"No problem," the sorceress pulled her teabag by the string, releasing more flavor into the black mug. "Hey Beast Boy, can I ask you something?"

Green eyebrows furrowed, and he nodded slowly. Praying he wasn't in trouble, he lifted his cup to his lips, prepared to take a drink to avoid answering.

"Do you, well, last night, did you happen to be singing?" Raven's clear amethyst eyes met his emerald ones. Something about her look hinted that she knew something more, but if she did, she didn't voice it. "And playing the guitar?" Sweet, soy milk traveled down his throat as he thought about which evasive route to take. "Are you musical, Gar?"

Setting the glass down once again, the changeling laughed. "Me? That's a good one, Rae." She lifted a brow with suspicion. "No, Raven. I don't, I can't sing. And any guitar I'm playin's on Guitar Hero with Cy."

"Yeah, and you can't even play that." Came the witty remark from the kitchen sink. Garfield's ears pointed south.

Raven, on the other hand, wasn't so believing. Beast Boy having any talent other than annoying her and making bad jokes did seem a bit farfetched, but she knew what she'd heard. Sighing quietly, the sorceress decided to let it go. For now.

A week later….

Tap tap tap.

A soft knocking came to Raven's door. The empath frowned, it was at least midnight, and she'd just come in from her nightly stroll. With a flick of her powers, the door swished open, revealing a perky green changeling. He was holding something behind his back, but Raven couldn't quite make it out in the dark. A bit of magic, and a couple candles were lit, giving the room a romantic aura.

"Garfield," her acknowledgement doubled as a right of passage.

"Hi, Rae," Beast Boy grinned, walking soundlessly towards her bed. He sat, and she didn't complain. Curious violet eyes tried to see through his back to see what he was holding, but x-ray vision wasn't on her abilities list.

Finally, he revealed what was behind his back. A beautiful acoustic guitar, the dark polished wood contrasting beautifully against his bare green hands. Raven bit back a smile as he began strumming easily.

"I knew it." She poked his cheek gently, a teasing smile tugging at her lips.

"Shut up," Beast Boy chuckled softly as he continued his original tune. Raven raised her brows with anticipation and waited for him to admit she was right. He nodded accordingly, never missing a beat as he admired her petite face, lit glowingly by the candlelight.

"I have a song for you."