Well, here it is! Sorry for the delay! The moment you've all been waiting for. This chapter is definitely teen and has some adult content so don't read if you don't like that sort of thing (although it isn't tasteless—at least I don't think it is—so rest assured). Please review and enjoy!

-Meg

PS: Oh, and I have been thinking of another fic (now that this one is settling down), it would be a lot darker, which I'm used to writing, let me know what you think!

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans, DC does.

Chapter 14: Forget Tomorrow

"Lay next to me and stay a while, we'll let the hours slowly pass us by, whisper soft into my ear, and promise me we'll lie forever here."

-Devics, "Afraid of Loving You"

"Angry?" Beast Boy asked incredulously. His vodka-induced state was slowly wearing and the pain he obtained in the fight replaced the numbness.

Raven's thick black lashes swiped over her cerulean eyes demurely. She refused to let Beast Boy see her concern while she was still fuming over his act of unwarranted chivalry. "Well, lets see Garfield. In the short span of three hours, you have compromised your career, embarrassed not only yourself but me as well, and oh yes! How can I forget? Nearly drank yourself to death! What a way to make an impression."

"Well, excuse me for trying to protect my wife!"

Raven's breath caught in her throat, "I don't need to be protected, I was a member of the Titans too."

Unexpectedly, he placed his hand on hers and stroked it with his thumb. "We all need to be protected sometimes Raven, let your guard down."

"No, I can't do that around you."

"Why not?"

"I don't know," Raven mumbled, her cheeks flushing, "you'll probably make a joke out of it."

Carefully, he pulled her down next to him on the bed. Brushing a strand of wet hair from her face, Beast Boy leaned in close and gently touched his lips to her cheek. He stared at her with earnest eyes, "I'm not laughing."

Raven felt her heart rise into her throat; she was not expecting such an earnest response. Tentatively, she placed her trembling fingers on his chest looking up at him with surprise. He kissed her lightly on the nose, "I wasn't joking when I said I love you."

Cupping the back of her neck in his hands he trailed kisses along her jaw line. Beast Boy nuzzled his face in her hair taking in the mingling scents of lilac and rain, relishing in the fact that she was in his arms. His warm breath tickled her ear; Raven gasped and clutched his shirt. He smiled, knowing it was he that was educing her sighs of pleasure. His pulse raced with every kiss, every movement, savoring the moment.

Rain continued to tumble from the heavens, pushing the dirt and grime of life from the streets, washing away the impurities. Raven listened to it beat against the windows, mirroring her quickened pulse. The sound soothed her quaking nerves and felt all her troubles wash transition into confidence. She wanted this just as much as he did. Handling her as if she were made of porcelain, Beast Boy gently laid Raven down on the bed and looked deep into her cerulean eyes. Knowing his question, she slowly nodded, sliding her nail under the first button on his shirt.

He lost his hands in her hair and leaned down to kiss her on the forehead, his lips slipping down to hers. Beast Boy winced at the sudden pain in his ribs and pulled back.

"Are you okay?" Raven asked alarmed.

"Terrific." He bent down towards her again.

"Are you sure you want," she hesitated, "are you too drunk?"

"I promise I know what's going on and that you aren't taking advantage of me. Scout's honor," Beast Boy said holding up his right hand. With a coltish grin he added, "And even if you were…I wouldn't blame you."

Raven rolled her eyes. "How charming," she teased in a monotone softer than usual. She reached up to his face and traced the wounds along his temple and cheeks. Tears pricked her eyes. Raven brought him down towards her and kissed him tenderly.

"Don't cry," Beast Boy whispered, wiping her lashes with his thumb.

"I love you too," Raven laughed, "even though you act without thinking."

"Some people say that's endearing." Without another word, he twined his fingers through the straps of her dress and pushed them down over her shoulders. He fumbled briefly with the zipper on the back, but managed after a few clumsy attempts. Raven unbuttoned the rest of his shirt without further delay and ran her hands over his chest.

Beast Boy paused and stared down at Raven and held his breath in awe. Bathed in moonlight, her black hair sprawled out on the pillows, and a faint smile upon her lips, she looked serene. "You're so beautiful."

Raven found his belt and with haste undid the buckle. She pulled at his pants unsuccessfully, not able to get them off. A full minute passed before she gave up. Raven sighed exasperated, "Did you glue these on?"

He laughed, "Allow me." Sitting up he wiggled out of his pants and threw them on the floor near his shirt and her discarded dress. Beast Boy grinned, his heart racing. Blood rushed to his cheeks as he realized his lack of clothing. Upon feeling Raven's fingers crawl up his stomach, his anxiety was replaced with excitement and he hurried to fill their mutual anticipation.

His hands tickled the curve of her hips and slowly caressed her thighs as he planted kisses on her neck. Raven closed her eyes and dug her nails slightly into Beast Boy's shoulders. "Be gentle Garfield, please," she whispered.

He muttered huskily, "Raven, I couldn't be anything but with you." Collecting her in his arms, Beast Boy moved with every concern for her. Lightening illuminated the sky, sketching the shapes and rhythms of their dance upon the dark walls.

The dewy first rays of sunshine peeked through the curtains and laid their claim on the pair of restless bodies on the bed. Raven ruffled Beast Boy's hair and kissed his forehead. She put her head on his chest and sighed.

"Hey, what happened?" Beast Boy laughed. Raven looked at him with innocent eyes.

"To what?"

"Well, the pillow wall. Wasn't it you that insisted it never be torn down?" He asked, feigning earnestness.

Raven sat up and looked around at the pillows strewn around the sides of the bed and then looked back at Beast Boy. "Don't you think you're a little late in questioning the demolition of the pillow wall?"

"Maybe," he winked, "So is it going back up?"

Leaning over him, Raven grinned mischievously and placed kisses on his neck, "You tell me."

Beast Boy ran his hands through her hair and brought her lips to his. Never before had he felt this content and Raven's attitude told him she felt the same. He could not recall a time prior to the previous night when he had heard her laugh so blithely or smile in such a way that made her entire face light up. Beast Boy wrapped his arms around her and pulled Raven closer.

"No, because I want to be able to hold you. I want to protect you, Raven." He closed his eyes and yawned. "I love you," he whispered before falling into an unwanted yet much needed sleep.

"I love you too." Raven repositioned without leaving her place in his arms so that she could watch him sleep. She smiled at the way Beast Boy's hair fell over his eyes and how his nose was spattered with freckles. She admired his jaw line and the gentle slope of his brow when in a deep sleep. He was handsome, not in the way Raven ever noticed before, rather in a way that only seemed more prominent when illuminated from within.

Lightly, so as not to wake him, she traced the outline of his lips with her fingers. Sighing, she resisted the urge to kiss him. It was an urge Raven never thought she would have but now upon recognizing it, knew it was one she would never once want to live without again.

The buzzer rang out through the apartment. Raven turned and glanced at the clock. Upon seeing that it was only 6:45 AM she groaned in aggravation and carefully removed herself from Beast Boy's arms. Giving him one last glance, Raven found a robe in the closet and put it on and walked into the living room. The buzzer rang a second time. Raven pushed the intercom button and spoke softly, "Who is it?"

"I think you know who it is."

Raven's heart rose in her throat, Jason's voice sounded in her ears.

"Go away Jason," she said with a forced edge.

"Oh don't flatter yourself Raven, I'm not here to threaten your virtue. I'm a mere messenger for your knight in shining," he paused briefly and chuckled, "Well I suppose not armor since he fell like a house of cards."

"What do you want?"

"Just wanted to let you know that your husband needs to start waiting on line for those employment checks."

"What?" Raven leaned against the wall, her finger pressed firmly to the button, waiting for his reply.

"He got canned for defending your honor. All you had to do was be the good little girl that I know you can be and comply. My dad was so pissed that Dr. Logan picking a fight with his son in front of every important person in the city. As far as I'm concerned, it's all your fault Raven."

"Why don't you go pass out in a gutter somewhere," she whispered dangerously.

"Now that isn't a very nice thing to say. Besides I don't want to take up all the gutter space, where will you two stay after being kicked out onto the streets?"

"The next time you come here, you'll be leaving with a broken nose."

"I doubt your husband can land a punch on me, we all witnessed his spectacular fighting skills last night."

"Maybe not," she said clenching her fists, "but I sure as hell can." Allowing her threat to sink in, Raven took her finger off the button, not wanting to hear his response. She walked over to the window and sat on the sill. Raven watched Jason stagger out onto the sidewalk, smirking slightly at the sight of his bruised face.

"Who was that?" Beast Boy asked, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand as he sank onto the couch.

"Jason," Raven stated bluntly. As soon as his name left her lips Beast Boy was on his feet rushing toward her.

"Why?" he growled dangerously. His anger sent shivers down Raven's spine.

"He came to put the final nail in the coffin," she placed her hands on his chest, "Garfield, his father fired you."

"Fired?" Beast Boy shook his head violently. He shuffled back to the couch and sat down, burying his head in his hands. "I can't be fired, I don't want to be fired."

"I'm so sorry," Raven murmured, cautiously she sat next to him.

"You didn't do anything wrong, Raven. It was all him," he said, refusing to say Jason's name.

"If I defended myself better, everything could have been avoided."

"No, no Raven he would have kept trying." Beast Boy wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. "He had to be put in his place."

"You loved being a veterinarian."

He nodded solemnly, "I did. But I love you more." He kissed her on the forehead and smiled. "So, now that I'm out of a job, what do you suggest we do with our day?"

"Well, I don't know what I'm going to do with my day, but you should probably start job hunting."

"Aw, c'mon Rae, it's Saturday!" he whined petulantly, grin still intact.

"Now that sounds familiar." Raven rolled her eyes and kissed Beast Boy tenderly.

His arm moved toward her waist as she clutched onto his neck. She moaned as his lips left hers and began to nip at her ear. Her hands made there way from his neck to his chest and slowly they tickled down his back. Scooping her up in his arms, Beast Boy placed her on his lap and started untying with the bathrobe's belt.

Raven swatted his hand away, her eyes narrowed. "First, job." She removed herself from Beast Boy's lap and made her way to the bedroom.

"You can't just walk away from something you started!" Beast Boy groaned. He followed after her, with wide eyes.

She turned suddenly to face him and kissed him again, this time remaining out of his reach. "Get dressed."

"Damn."

"I'm not going to be a janitor at your school, Raven. Cleaning up puke isn't my cup of tea."

"We've tried everywhere else," Raven said, shaking her head, "Every other vet in town, animal shelters, even the zoo." They sat in the Zen Garden staring at plates of half eaten food. They had been running around all day. Beast Boy charmed his way into impromptu interviews only to discover that when he gave them his name each potential employer no longer had a position for him.

"Griffin got to them all, he's making sure I don't get a job."

"Well, that means you're going to have to consider other options." Raven played with her egg drop soup, dunking pieces of green onion in the hot broth. She had a feeling Jason and his father would stoop to this.

"Why the sad faces?" Don frowned at the pair, his hands resting on his large frame, "Is the food bad?"

"No. More like life," Beast Boy stated dryly.

"What has you so down?" He asked, the perpetual smile returning to his face upon hearing that it was not the food that made them so melancholy.

"Garfield lost his job, and we really can't make rent on my salary alone."

Don stared at them for some time, his eyebrows raising and falling in thought. He shifted his weight on his feet and finally clapped his hands together, nodding.

"Can you cook, Gar?" he asked suddenly.

"What?"

"Cook? Can you do it?"

Beast Boy eyed the man, his black hair was slightly mussed and an apron covered in stains sat atop his suit. His face revealed little, but Beast Boy noticed a sort of desperation in his gaze. The man through his hands in the air and shook his head.

"My cousin left me high and dry and took my two of my chefs and a few waiters with him to open his own restaurant—the rat," Don began angrily, "so now I'm here, working as owner, waiter, and chef, just trying to keep my head above water. The one good thing that came of all of this was that he took those damn rabbits with him," he sighed.

The man sunk down into a chair at a table opposite them and wiped the sweat from his brow. Beast Boy considered the opportunity. He loved to cook. At the Tower he fondly remembered trying to serve tofu to Cyborg, with a keen smirk he realized that the chance was his again.

So as not to appear eager to either Raven or Don he ruminated his decision, allowing the idea to grow and flourish in his mind. Finally, he gave them his answer, "I'll warn you that I'm not the world's best chef, but I can learn. I've watched enough Food Network."

"Good, because your audition is tomorrow. So, prep tonight and I'll see you bright and early. Let's make it for 10 in the morning."

"Audition?"

"Yeah, you're going up for sous chef, of course you'll have to audition! As much as I like you Gar, I still need to know that you have potential."

Beast Boy considered this and shrugged his shoulders, "Fair enough." He shook Don's hand and smiled.

"Don't be too nervous, my boy." Don slapped him on the back and grinned, "You'll do well." With that, Don disappeared back into his kitchen, leaving Beast Boy and Raven alone.

"Looks like you have your work cut out for you," Raven said.

"Me? So do you official food taster." Beast Boy winked and stood putting his hand out for Raven to take, "C'mon, we have to get to the grocery store before it closes."

"Is it supposed to taste like peanuts and chocolate?" Raven asked after tasting the soup Beast Boy ladled into a bowl for her.

Beast Boy nodded, "I thought I'd try something new, instead of traditional peanut soup, do you like it?"

Raven took another taste, this time analyzing the combination of flavors with more scrutiny. It was creamy like peanut butter and rich like chocolate. The soup wasn't too heavy, and it had a kick to it that caused Raven to scrunch her nose.

"Chili powder," Beast Boy offered as an explanation upon seeing the confused look on her face.

"It's really good," she answered honestly, "where did you learn to make this?"

"I just sort of made it up as I went along," he shrugged.

"Are you sure? Because this is really good," Raven teased. Beast Boy rolled his eyes and hit her playfully on the arm.

"I made something like it once, back at the Tower."

"Really?"

"Yeah, you didn't want to eat it—even after I begged. I forget your exact words but you said something along the lines of never wanting to try it for fear of an excruciating death."

Raven crossed her arms over her chest and raised her eyebrows. She stared at Beast Boy for a long time before sighing. Remembering a distinct instance in which she had responded to his attempts at friendship with a scathing remark was like sifting through sand in search of a single piece of dust. Raven put her hands on Beast Boy's face and looked into his eyes.

"I'm sorry for being so mean to you. You never deserved it."

Beast Boy wrapped his fingers around her arms and pulled her closer, laughing as he did so. "Are you kidding me? Of course I deserved it! I bugged the hell out of you Raven."

"Very true," Raven grinned, "but that didn't give me the excuse to be rude."

The soup was long forgotten as Beast Boy began dragging Raven over to the couch. "You kept me busy," he whispered into her ear as his fingers combed through her hair. Raven's heart jumped into her throat upon hearing the seductiveness of his tone, and with every ounce of passion she possessed, she kissed him.

"We should have done this earlier," Beast Boy said between kisses, his husky voice muffled against Raven's skin. Just as his hands were slipping underneath her shirt, the buzzer rang.

"We need to answer that," Raven muttered halfheartedly.

"No we don't." Beast Boy continued kissing her neck, Raven shook her head and got off the couch.

"Yes, we do. Oh don't give me that look," she said in response to his glower. Raven padded over to the intercom for the second time that day, praying that it wasn't Jason back for a second turn at harassing them.

"Hello?"

"Could I please come up? It is Mia," a throaty accented voice said.

Raven frowned, concern immediately upon her. "Yes, is something wrong?"

"I just need to talk to you." Raven buzzed Mia up and within minutes there was a knock at the door. She opened it to see Mia, clothed in a fine magenta gown, a fox stole, and long dark curls accentuated with white gardenias. Raven noted that Mia's extravagance only grew each time she saw her.

"Come in, would you like something to drink?"

"No, thank you," Mia said politely as she walked over to the couch and sat down next to Beast Boy. Her red lips formed in a pout and her large eyes fixed themselves on Raven. "Please, sit down," she whispered.

"What's wrong?" Beast Boy asked, taking in Mia's serious face. His mind swam with reasons for her somber behavior, Jason being one of them. "Did he hurt you?"

"No child, not at all. Raven, please sit down," she repeated.

Obediently Raven sat on the edge of the coffee table. She stared back at Mia, unblinking, her concern declining into fear. Something in her relentless gaze unnerved her. "Why are you here?"

"I vanted to discuss your lives. Zis ones," she began with an unassuming smirk, "and ze ones you left behind."

There you have it! I hope this was good I really tried hard. I know it was very romantic, but I thought that would be welcome after 13 chapters. Anyway, I hope the next one is up soon! The keyword is hope. The title and quote are both from songs by the amazing band, Devics, check them out and report back to me! They are brilliant!

Oh, and I apologize a million times for letting my responses to your lovely reviews get away from me! I truly appreciate them, so please keep on reviewing! Thanks everyone!

PS: Pygmalion hasn't been forgotten, after the end of this I plan on revising the entire thing, so stick around!