A/N: It's another chapter… yay… wish I could say more, but I'm so really tired… so tired… forgive me…

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Dedicated: Raven-Angel-of-Darkness, Kikiks, Cherry Jade, Daybreak25 and Mind Shadow and Tecna

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Chapter Eleven:

Hamlet

"And then it started like a guilty thing
Upon a fearful summons."
Hamlet, 1. 1

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Terra's P.O.V

"Hey," Robin said as I enter his room.

"Hey," I say back and look at him as he sits on his bed.

One thing I learned from living on the streets and as Slade's apprentice it is to notice the small things. One can't survive when he isn't able to catch small things about a person and of course you have to use them right.

So, it's not really difficult for me to notice Robin's tightly clasped hands or the way his lips quivered means: He is nervous and I would lie if I say I don't enjoy seeing the Boy Wonder nervous.

I look away from him as his masked eyes as they stare intensively at me.

I rather look around his room and I realize that it is the first time that I'm in his room, and his room looks everything Robin stands for.

I always find it funny that your bedroom can give away your whole personality… or for Robin the hiding of his personality. Just like his mask, his room hides the real Robin. White, almost blank – save for the clippings of villains - walls. There is a table with a notebook and a bunch of papers on, a large king sized bed, a dresser was against the opposite wall.

My eyes rest on the nightstand next to the right sight of his bed. There, on the simple furniture are the only personal things which could give you indication of his personality.

Two pictures are on his nightstand. One of the pictures is the photo we had made a while ago at the park. It was summer and we decided to have a picnic and Starfire insisted on taking a picture from all of us. So, we asked a man to take the picture. We had a hard time convincing Raven to pose for the picture. Robin had promised her a copy of one of her favorite books and that was when she agreed to the photo.

But it is not this photo which draws my attention, it's the other one. It's a picture of Robin and her. They look younger, maybe thirteen or fourteen. Robin has his arms around her waist and a goofy look on his face, but a happy smile on his lips and Raven… was smiling… as well. It was not a big smile, but she was smiling. They were standing in front of the T-Tower.

I think he saw that my eyes are fixated on this picture, because the next thing I knew is that he was speaking. "It was the day we moved in the tower." Surprised that he said something I look up and my eyes meet his masked ones.

"The picture – it was taken the day we moved in this tower." He explains and before I know what I to say I blurt out without thinking.

"She looks… beautiful." I think he is as surprised by my words as I am, because he gives me a puzzled glance before smiling at me. Oh, how I love his smile.

"Yeah, she is… beautiful," he agrees and my heart seems to shatter all over again. It's not his words that hurt me, but the way he spoke out the words. So gentle, longingly…so lovingly.

His eyes wander to the picture and before I can say anything, he talks again. "We had just decided to from the Teen Titans. We were so excited when we first saw the tower, but we both knew it was perfect for us. You know, I wanted her to be the leader. I mean, after all she had been the one who approached me to fight together and she had been so much stronger with her power… but she insisted that I should be the one who should lead the team," he pauses and I ask myself why he has to tell me all this. It's not like I want to hear it in the first place.

"So, you wanted to talk with me?" I ask before Robin can say anything else. I just don't want to hear him talking about Raven anymore. It's far more interesting to know what he wants from me.

And reading from his expression, it must me something important.

"Why did you kiss me?" He asked bluntly.

'Way to go Boy Wonder', I think to myself. If there is one attribute to describe Robin, it's probably straight forwardness. He had to learn to keep himself in check and wait for the right opportunity.

But back to his question: Why did I kiss him?

Because I love him.

Yes, that's the answer, but not the answer I want to give him.

But what would he say when I tell him that I love him?

"Why did you kiss me?" I ask instead with a smile.

"I didn't kiss you. It was you-"

"You kissed me back," I cut him short, content as his head darts to me, surprise etching over his features.

Gotcha ya, little bird. Now, how do you want to get out of that?

"I…" He stumbles over his words. "That's not the question here," He regains his composure and stands up from his bed, "Why. Did. You. Kiss. Me?" emphasizing each syllable in a menacing way.

I really don't know if I should be frightened or amused, but I think my face reflected the latter option, because Robin scowled at me. "What's so funny? Just answer my question!" He orders.

Ok, that's the last straw. Who does he think he is ordering me around like that? I won't give in that easily. I'm not like Raven, just because he looks at me with his handsome face I won't break down.

"I don't have to listen to this shit," I muttered and proceed to back away from him, but he grabbed my arms and jolt of pain shots through my body. He grabbed on the arm I had earlier let out my frustration and the wounds still hurt.

Damn you Boy Wonder!

"Let go of me," I spat out trying to jerk away from his grip, but unfortunately or fortunately – I'm not sure which one - he decides to tighten his grip and pull me towards him.

I stumble…

He stumbles…

and we fall onto his bed…

me, lying on top of him…

His arms around my waist…

My face just inches away from his.

I can smell him – his cologne mixed with his own intoxicating scent.

I put my fingers to his face.

It feels so soft and hard, smooth and rough, familiar yet new and exciting.

I realize that I could easily kiss him.

Would he kiss me back this time as well?

Would it lead to the same action it had between Raven and him?

There is just one way to find out.

My face comes closer to his, but before my lips can brush over his, he jerks away his head and one word escapes his lips.

"Raven!"

Strangely his eyes are fixed on a spot behind me. I look around my shoulder only to stare into confused and saddened amethyst eyes.

"Raven," Robin calls out again and pushes me away so hard that I land on my back on his soft bed.

"Raven!" Once again I hear her name out of his mouth and he moves forward to her and to my relief she backs away from him; her eyes were a whirlpool of confusion, sadness and betrayal.

'Have a taste of my life, huh Raven?' I think nastily to myself.

"Raven please! I…" Robin isn't able to say anything else as a blaring sound interrupts him.

"Trouble…" Raven chokes out and her stone-cold façade is intact again and she phases through the floor before Robin is able to hold her back.

I look at Robin. His shoulders perched, his head hangs low and to my utter surprise, I feel… guilty…

"Robin, I'm s-" The words don't want to come out of my mouth.

He just looks at me with a sad frown. "Let's go! The others are probably waiting!"

And that was the last thing I hear from him before he dashes out of his room.

Yeah, the others are waiting or is it Raven who's waiting?

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