A/N: Alright, loves. This story is reaching its end. I know, it's just as sad for me as it is for you. This story has really helped me grow as a writer and I'm so thankful for the people who have continued to stay with me through this whole process of what is Not About Angels. It's been a good run. Only a couple chapters left and an epilogue. Let's do this.

There's going to be some flashback-like stuff. So hang on.

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN THE TEEN TITANS. I WANT TO. BUT I DON'T. KILL ME.

WARNING: BIG FAT WARNING. If you're reading this for the "possible sexual content" you're going to be happy. Oh...and don't read it if you're underage...yeah. That. Whoop. Oh yeah, and be prepared for tears.

Chapter 11

Robin

"Richard!" I heard my mother call.

I snapped out of whatever trance I was in. I had been practicing the same moves for hours on end, but it still didn't feel like it had been long enough. I was suddenly aware of everything around me: the smell of popcorn in the air, the sound of the crowd clapping and shouting in the far distance.

"Richard!" Mom called again.

I knew not to keep her waiting. I hopped down from the balance beam I was on and ran to the tent where her voice was coming from.

She was standing below the tightrope, watching my father practice. She heard me approach and turned to me. A bright smile spread across her round face, a smile only for me.

"Yeah, mom?" I asked.

"Come," she said, holding out her hand.

Like always, I grabbed her hand and held on tight. She pulled me into her arms, and I couldn't help but feel safe. I could never get hurt in my mother's arms.

She pointed up to my father, her deep blue eyes sparkling with some emotion I'd never seen before. I wanted to follow her direction, but I kept on staring at her face.

She was so happy.

"Richard," she began, turning me to face her completely, and kneeling down to my level.

I blinked back at her, seeing my reflection in her eyes.

"Baby, I need to tell you something. Something very important," she cast another glance over her shoulder to my father. "Someday, you're going to meet someone. Someone who takes over your whole world. She's gonna show up and sweep you off your feet...she's gonna make you want to do anything...be anything for her." She ran her fingers through my hair gently, smiling that smile that only my mother could do.

"Honey, I want you to promise me that once you find that girl, you won't let her go," she said softly. "I almost let your dad go...luckily for me, he's more stubborn than I am."

I laughed and she winked at me.

"More than anything, sweetie, you need to be happy. You deserve to be happy more than anyone on this Earth. No matter what, you will always make the right decisions. Do what makes you happy. Do what your heart says is right." She said, her eyes filling with an overwhelming amount of happiness and pride.

I nodded and smiled at her, placing my hand on her cheek.

"I will, mama," I said.

She wrapped her arms around me, then. She hugged me so tight that I lost the ability to breathe, but I didn't care.

"I love you, my Little Robin," she whispered for only me to hear.

"I love you too, mama," I answered back, tightening my hold on her.

I never wanted to let her go.

"What's this?" I heard my father ask. "Why's everyone being all huggy without me?"

My mother stood up and gathered me into her arms. She settled me on her hip and walked to my father, who took us both into his arms.

"Let's make the crowd go wild tonight, alright?" He said. "Let's show them that the Flying Grayson's ain't something to miss!"

I smiled at him and nodded.

"Yeah!" I said. "Long live The Flying Grayson's!"

Dad tousled my hair and gave my mother a kiss.

"That's right, son," he said quietly. "Long live us."

My parents fell to their deaths that night.

That was the night The Flying Grayson's died...

and Robin was born.


Starfire

The light was back.

I had denied it once, and I did not believe I could deny it again. It was so strong...so very strong. I did not want to deny it any longer.

It was warm.

It was safe.

It was forever.

It was home.


Robin

"I don't know if I want to see this, man," Cyborg said, his sobs catching in his throat. "I...I don't want to see Star like this."

"None of us want to accept this," Raven said. "None of us want to believe she's really gone."

"There's got to be something...anything we can do," Beast Boy said, his voice thick with sadness. "Star would try absolutely everything for any of us."

"I've tried everything I can," Raven said, defeated. "I couldn't save her. God, I wanted to." She started crying again.

Their voices were morphing together in my head. Everything was a blur. I couldn't focus on anything. I didn't want to. I could only think about one thing: how much I wanted to fucking die.

We were walking, but it felt like floating. They were talking, but it sounded like mush. I was breathing, but it felt like drowning.

Finally, we stopped.

"Oh my God," I heard Raven sob.

Cyborg and Beast Boy's cries were suddenly overpowering my senses and it was hard to block them out. It was hard to accept that what was in front of me was real.

Starfire. My Starfire, lying motionless on the floor. Her black uniform was in shreds, the skin exposed was burned and boiling. Her glorious red hair was singed and tangled, lying lifeless around her head. Her face held no expression...her eyes were closed, hiding those gorgeous green eyes from me forever.

The pain that surged through me was unbearable. It knocked the air out of my lungs and sent me falling to my knees. I reached out a shaking hand to her, my chest tightening with sobs that were threatening to escape.

"S-Star..." I whispered.

I crawled to her side, not able to control the muscles that were failing me. My arms gave out, leaving me lying beside her.

Her chest wasn't rising and falling. There were no signs of life.

I looked at her hands. They were burned so badly...it must have hurt so much.

I lost the fight I was having with my tears, then. They came all at once, like a dam breaking. They came, and I couldn't stop them.

I didn't want to.

I wrapped her up in my arms and held her to me, not caring what the others were saying or thinking. I cried into her neck, smelling her hair and letting it remind me of the times we had together.

"Y-you got him S-Star," I said, opening my eyes to look at her face. She was so fucking beautiful. "You m-made him pay. I'm so s-sorry that I wasn't here to s-save you. I'm so fucking s-sorry."

I made my choice right then.

I wouldn't be alive much longer.

I didn't want to live in a world where Starfire didn't exist.

I was going to do what my mother told me to.

I wasn't going to let her go.

Even if it fucking killed me.


Starfire

"Sister, why must you carry around that doll all the time?"

I shrinked at my sister's words and looked at the doll I held protectively in my arms.

"Mother gave it to me," I answered her quietly. "It is all I have left to remember her by."

Blackfire sat on the edge of the balcony next to me, leaning her head on my shoulder.

"Do you suppose she can see us right now?" She asked me.

I nodded.

"I believe so," I said. "I believe she will always be watching over us."

Blackfire sat up straight and wrapped her arms around me, allowing me to bury my face in her hair. I cried for all that we had lost: our mother, our father, our little brother, our kingdom, our innocence. I cried for myself.

"All we have is each other now," Blackfire whispered. "Each other, and the memories of the ones we have lost. We can do nothing about it. All we can do is be here. No one knows about the torture that we had to endure. No one but us. That is why we must be there for each other."

I looked up at her watering eyes.

"Please, sister. I could not bear it if I lost you as well. Please promise me you will always be here," I begged her.

She smiled at me and stroked my hair.

"Starfire," she said. "I promise. I am not going anywhere."

I sighed with relief and allowed myself to fall into her arms again. I felt her arms tighten around me, and it felt as if I was with mother again.

"Besides," she whispered, to what sounded like herself. "I have nowhere to go."


Robin

"Robin..." I heard Raven's voice whisper.

I blinked open my eyes, and the sudden light made my head pound.

"He's waking up," Cyborg whispered.

"Good, he's been out for a while," Beast Boy responded.

A while? How long was a while?

"Shut up," Raven hissed at them.

"Sorry, Rae," they said in unison.

Raven looked down at me. Her skin was paler than usual, and she had bags under her eyes. She looked absolutely drained.

"Raven," I grumbled, sitting up.

"No," she said softly, trying to push me back down onto whatever I was lying on. "You need more rest. You've been through a lot of emotional turmoil."

I shook my head and sat up anyway, recognizing the infermary in the Tower almost instantly.

"We're back at the tower?" I asked her.

She nodded.

"After you saw Star, you completely lost it and eventually cried yourself to unconsciousness. We took you back home."

"So...where's Starfire?" I asked her.

She averted her eyes and looked at the floor.

"Raven," I said, more firmly this time. "Where is Starfire?"

She sighed and looked at me again.

"We brought her home. You've been asleep for a few hours, so while you were out I decided to try something else. I looked through some of my spell books and found something. A resuscitation spell. I thought maybe it would bring her back."

A new spark of hope lit up my entire body.

"What happened?" I asked, barely able to control my excitement.

Raven's face softened.

"Well, you can't really do a resuscitation spell on someone who isn't dead."

Her words made me fall to the floor.


Starfire

The light was shining brighter and brighter by the second.

I did not want to reject the warmth.

I pushed myself toward it, reaching out. I could almost touch it. It almost consumed me.

But then I heard him.

And then I decided that the light could wait.

I wanted Robin more.


Robin

I don't think I've run so fast in my entire life.

Her room seemed so far away. It was just down the hall, but it felt like fucking hours before I found myself standing in front of her door.

I stared at the name engraved into the metal, gasping for air. I still couldn't believe this was real. She had come so close to death twice, and yet she still found the strength to hang on.

She was so fucking amazing.

What was I going to do when I saw her open her eyes? What was I going to say?

It didn't matter. She was in there, and I was standing in the hallway like a god damn moron.

I dialed the access code into the keypad, and held my breath as the door slid open.

Then all of a sudden, all the breath rushed out of my lungs.

There she was, a little lump in the middle of her round, pink bed. She was covered up in her blankets, and it looked as if she was curled into a ball. I couldn't see her face, but I could see her flaming red hair spilling over the side of the mattress.

I almost ran to her bedside.

Her eyes were still closed, but her face had color and her steady breathing told me that she was alright. Her mouth was slightly open, and her hands were innocently tucked under her cheek. She looked so peaceful.

She was so beautiful.

"Starfire," I whispered, touching her hair. I fell to my knees. "God, Star, I thought I lost you for good."

I fought the sobs that were threatening to escape. I couldn't believe how fucking happy I was.

"You're so strong," I started, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "The strongest woman I've ever met. Star, none of us could have lived through what you did. We wouldn't stand a chance. But you," I laughed a little. "You're special, Starfire. You're amazing."

Then, finally, I saw those gorgeous green eyes blink open.

I was in shock. I had convinced myself that I would never see those eyes again. I had been so fucking heartbroken. And to see them...it was magic.

She looked at me, her eyes shining. She smiled at me...fuck, that smile. She reached out a delicate hand and placed it on my cheek, and I had to hold it there to make sure it was actually real.

"Robin," she whispered. Her voice was like music.

"Star," I breathed, never taking my eyes off her. My eyes were filling with unshed tears.

"Oh, Robin," She said. "I am so sorry."

I shook my head and stood up, sitting at the edge of her bed. I picked her up and let her lean her weight against me, her head on my shoulder.

"Stop that," I said. "You have nothing to be sorry for."

"But I do..." She said, her voice shaky. "I scared you. I endangered you. I almost lef you..."

"But you didn't, Star. You're right here. This is all that matters. None of that other shit. You were strong. You lived. You stayed. You fought and you won." I said, taking her chin and tilting her head to look into her eyes. "Jesus, Star, I love you."

The smile she gave me could light a whole fucking city.

"I love you as well, Robin."

I did something, then, that I didn't think I'd ever do. Ever. But I did it for her.

I reached up to my face and took in a deep breath. Then I started to peel off my mask.

I heard her sharp intake of breath as I dropped my mask to the floor. I looked at her and silently pleaded for her acceptance. I was suddenly overwhelmed with the need to know that she liked what she saw. I had never felt so fucking vulnerable.

"Oh, Robin..." She gasped. "Robin, they are absolutely beautiful."

I grabbed her by the back of the neck and kissed her with all the force I could muster. I couldn't even describe the amount of joy that was inside me at that moment. So I decided to show her instead.

As her lips molded into mine, though, I remembered something.

"Star..." I said, unwillingly tearing my lips from hers. "Star, are you alright with this? I mean...I know what happened with Slade, and I don't want to make you feel like you need to do this with me. I can wait...you need time to heal from what he has done."

She smiled at me and shook her head.

"Robin, you do not realize how badly I have wanted to tell you this," she said. "Slade never raped me. He only wished for you to believe he did."

The rage I felt towards Slade was instantly shattered by the relief I felt.

"So, you're okay with this?" I asked, inching closer.

"I have been ready for this, Richard."

And just like that, I was on top of her. I seized her lips again and almost instantly our tongues started dancing together in a battle of dominance.

It was a frenzy...my hands were all over her body, feeling every curve that she had to offer. Her hands clawed at my chest, pulling at the material of my shirt. Before I knew it, my shirt was off, and she was gazing up at me with a fire in her eyes that I had never seen before.

She ran her tiny fingers along the muscles in my chest, then down...down to my abs. She stopped right above the waistline of my pants and licked her lips.

"Richard..." She said. She locked eyes with me. "Do you want me, Richard?"

I couldn't contain the throbbing erection that was bulging out of my pants. All I wanted was for her to touch it...and God, did I want to touch her.

"More than anything, Star," I answered her, taking in a sharp breath as she slipped her hand into my pants. Her fingers grazed the tip of my manhood and I about lost it then and there.

All of a sudden, she was pulling at her nightdress, slipping it over her head and leaving her in just her bra and panties.

My eyes were glued on her...she had all the right curves in all the right places. Her breasts were so perfect...perky, round, and full. Her stomach was toned and her tan skin was absolutely flawless.

I had never seen anything so fucking beautiful.

"Then take me," she cooed at me.

She didn't have to tell me twice.

I crushed my lips against hers as my hands cupped her breasts. She moaned into my mouth as I gently rubbed her nipples through the fabric of her bra. I was determined to make her feel the best she had ever fucking felt. I reached behind her and unclipped her bra, and with one swift motion, she was showing off a pair of perfectly round breasts.

I couldn't help but stare at her.

"Fuck, Star," I said. "You're so beautiful."

She grabbed the back of my neck and pushed my head down to her chest. I didn't fight her. I kissed in between her breasts and teased her left nipple with my fingers. She moaned as I gently tugged on it, and I was pleased to see how hard they became for me.

"Richard," she begged.

At the sound of her voice, I dared to take her right nipple into my mouth. She bucked underneath me, a reaction I never thought I'd ever get used to. She arched her back off of the bed, begging me for more. I sucked, and she boarderlined screamed.

It was so fucking hot.

"Please," she gasped as I grazed her nipple with my teeth. "Please, Richard!"

I kissed my way down her body, enjoying the taste of her. I stopped when I reached the fabric of her panties, and was pleased to see how wet she had gotten from my teasing.

I gently rubbed her through her underwear, and loved the deep, throaty moan that I was greeted with as I did so. I slipped her panties off and threw them to the floor, no longer wanting them to block my view.

I shot a glance at Starfire, who nodded eagerly back at me.

Without a second thought, I began to lick at her clit, receiving the bucking reaction that I loved so much. She whimpered my name and grabbed my hair as I continued to lick and suck and kiss her most sensitive area. Her moans became louder and louder. She was so close, I could feel it.

So I stopped.

"Why would you stop?" She asked, baffled.

I smiled at her and pulled off my pants, leaving me in just my briefs. She suddenly realized that there was still much more to come, and the same fire returned in her gorgeous green eyes.

"You're sure, Star?" I asked, removing my underwear. "I don't want you to regret this."

She eyed at my manhood and her mouth parted slightly.

"I am most certain, Richard," she said. Fuck, I loved it when she called me by my real name. "I need you."

I positioned myself at her entrance, rubbing the head against her clit. She moaned in response.

"This might hurt a little bit, baby," I whispered. "I'll go slow, okay? Just tell me when to go."

She nodded and I slowly eased myself into her.

My eyes rolled back and I sucked in a gasp. I couldn't fucking believe how good she felt. I felt her walls clench around me, claiming me. I wanted nothing more than to slam into her, fast and relentless. But the way she was squeezing her eyes shut and holding her breath made me restrain myself.

She slowly let out a breath and smiled at me.

"You okay?" I asked, breathless.

"Yes," She said, rolling her hips into me. "I cannot believe how good this feels."

Her words made me go, long, cautious pumps at first, but then it got fast and hard. She was screaming my name, her hands clawing at the sheets of the bed. She threw her head back as I slammed into her, not believing how tight and wet and beautiful she was.

Neither of us were going to last long. But I was fucking determined to make her come first.

I increased my speed, loving how her breasts bounced up and down with every pump I gave her. I slipped my hand in between her legs and rubbed her clit as I slammed into her, and watched as she let out one final cry and arched her back. Her walls clenched around me, so tight and so fucking amazing.

"Richard!" She screamed, reaching her climax.

I followed her, pouring everything I had into her all at once. I gave her everything, filled her with all the love I had for her.

We both collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily.

"Starfire," I breathed, looking into her eyes.

"Yes?" She asked, a smile plastered on her face.

"I...I can't even begin to tell you how amazing that was for me."

"It was amazing for me as well," she said, running her fingers through my hair.

I couldn't believe how fucking lucky I was. I had just made love to the woman of my dreams, and she loved me. There was nothing better than that.

"I love you," I whispered in her ear.

"And I love you," she whispered back to me.

I wrapped her in my arms, tucking her head underneath my chin. My eyelids fought with me, and I gave up the battle and let my eyes close.

It had been such a long fucking day, and I had thought I had actually lost her. I couldn't believe that I had actually gotten the chance to show her how much I loved her. To finally make her mine. To be the one she gave herself to.

It couldn't get any better than this.

So, I held the beauty in my arms as tight as I could, determined to never let her go, and I let the sound of her breathing lull me to sleep.


A/N: WHOOP THERE IT IS! Haha, well there you have it. My first smut scene. Don't hate on me too much, I know it's not the best. But hey, it's something!

Only a couple chapters left, guys! Thanks again for sticking by me. You guys are the best!

Love you all! Stay tuned for chapter numero doce!

SEE YA!

-Sierra