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This is chapter eleven folks. I think I like this one, only 'cause here a…revelation occurs. Aside from saud revelation, nothing in particular happens. It's a shortie but shrug whatever. I ope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Titans aren't mine.
Chapter eleven: Shocking Feelings
By La Anjita
Cyborg, Beast Boy and Starfire were happy to see their friend emerge from his room rejuvenated and fully awake as he had been before the 'Incident on the Beach'. They assumed that it was their influence that had helped him sleep as soundly as he seemed to have had and neither of the birds corrected them; Robin wanted to keep their encounter secret, strictly between them, for some unknown reason - even to him. Raven respected this and said nothing, save her regular morning greetings over her tea.
Whilst the other three did not even suspect that Robin's revitalized state was due to Raven's efforts, they did notice the fact that Raven's typical tea was served in not one mug, but two.
'Dude, I know you like your tea but don't you think two mugs at the same time is a bit-'
'Thanks Raven.' Robin's show of gratitude cut through Beast Boy's incredulous notice. There was a moment of silence whilst the two sipped their teas.
'Yo, since when do you like Rae's tea?'
'It's Raven.'
'Dude, whatever, Cy's right. No-one likes your tea, it's so bitter.'
'That's why I keep a store of honey in the cupboard.'
'Oh.'
'Yes 'Oh.''
Breakfast continued without much more incident, until…
'But Cy is right, Robin. Since when did you start drinking Raven's tea?'
Robin shared a glance with Raven. Her stare was impassive as she raised an eyebrow and lowered a ladder to Robin in his hole.
'That explains why whenever I go to make tea there's always less than there should be.'
Robin faked embarrassment. 'Yeah uh, sorry about that Rae.' The others noticed his use of the nickname, even if the birds did not.
'But that still don't explain why you poured two cups instead a' one.'
'I caught him staring and came to a conclusion.' She turned to Robin. 'At least the secret is out now.' Robin turned away with relief on his face, but not for Raven's acceptance of his 'secret', so-called, it was because she had got him out of the pickle he had gotten himself into.
He turned back as she added, for effect, 'But, you know, you could quite easily have asked me. It's tea; it's not as if you'd be asking me for my leg.' Robin smiled as the rest of the table, minus the typically oblivious Starfire, snickered at Raven's rare attempt at a joke.
'Please friends, for what use would Robin be wanting Raven's leg?' Beast Boy chuckled harder and leant in to explain.
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The rest of the day was calm. There was a comfortable feel of contentment among the young superheroes and even a run in with Overload couldn't break that, despite the fact that every now and again Beast Boy's ears twitched and gave off the occasional spark.
Robin felt almost comatose with relaxation, virtually unable to move from the comfortable spot on the sofa. Raven, he noted hazily, seemed to be equally tranquil. For once she was not curled up with a book in front of her nose; rather she was merely curled up, pale purple irises just visible between her dark eyelashes, as her eyes hovered just this side of sleep. Her cloak was pulled about her, obscuring her folded form from the world.
Robin thought vaguely to himself that she looked like an exotic cat at ease; he could almost imagine her purring.
Wait, someone was purring, and it wasn't Raven he was sure. He looked to his right, with difficulty, and noticed Beast Boy. His green and slightly fuzzy neck vibrated with every exhale as the feline side of his vocal chords expressed their ease (I can't help it, I love most pairings, BB/Rae is one of my favourites. He's so cute scratches head I think I've said that before…).
Satisfied, Robin turned his head back to its original place, trying to find the comfortable position he had had before he'd looked around. He glanced at Raven and found that her eyes were focused, sleepily, on him. He shivered very slightly under her gaze. The sight of her half-lidded, bejewelled stare fixed so steadily on him was dangerously provocative. He stared back, somewhat embarrassedly, sure that she was looking directly into his eyes. She blinked slowly almost…sexily and closed her eyes, letting out a soft sound that was almost like a contented whimper before her breathing evened out and she drifted into sleep.
Robin's eyes stayed open, previous contented stupor now non-existent. No matter how much he wanted to sleep his mind would not let him, instead bombarding him with images of Raven and her alluring stare. He couldn't help it as his eyes roamed over her robe-covered figure and then her face.
He stared at it. Heart shaped, he noted vaguely.
He let his gaze work its way along her subtly defined jawbones and petite nose; gently closed eyes with their thick violet lashes folded against her cheeks, casting a slight violet shadow across her face. He took in the paleness of her complexion, the purple shadows and her fine hair hanging in its straight curtain and resting softly atop her head and splayed across the pillowed armrest.
Only after this did he let himself take in the sight of her mouth.
Her lips were naturally a dark purple, just shy of black, and as a result whatever moisture there glistened starkly upon them. He watched, entranced, as she licked her lips unconsciously, the same thrill shuddering through him now as it had when he had watched her sat atop that rock with water dripping from her.
How could such an innocuous act be so…tantalising?
Lust, he realised with surprise and some embarrassment, was the cause of these…these longings. He was…lusting after Raven.
Perhaps getting to know Raven wasn't the best of ideas.
There we go. Not all that long but shrugwhatever. I can't really think of anything else to say except…review. Please. I know it's not the best fic ever but some seem to like it, I mean I've gotten over 1000 hits and under 10 of that in reviews. C'mon guys, I'm on my knees here.
Thankies anyway.
--La Anjita