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Crushing Crushes…

Jason blamed Dick and Roy for this vacation itch which had landed him in Australia instead of California. All the girls, and both teams with them as they took the vacation, and Jason swore to God he'd had enough. Mostly he'd had enough of Damian's ogling of Raven, and the way he'd mutter cute when he thought no one was not there but his eyes were on Raven. Jason didn't like it at all. Mostly because Raven' wasn't cute.

Raven was not particularly cute, far from it, she was perhaps as cute as a cuddly crocodile. Jason knew that, and he knew Raven could, and likely would, eat whatever poor idiot ever dared to crush on her, alive, spit the poor asshole out, and kick his ass three ways to Sunday. Raven was Raven, she was a demon, she was indifferent, she was hell on wheels, and perhaps the best source of entertainment he'd ever had since his Red X days. He found her to be thoroughly entertaining and bewitching, and so far out of their leagues they could only watch her.

Well, that wasn't entirely true…

Jason's lover, was the currently ivory skinned demon his youngest brother was ogling.

Granted, Jason would also be ogling because Raven was dressed in mini-jean shorts, her shapely long legs were on display; and God new he was a sucker for legs, and she was wearing the black bikini top with a loose tank on (the term was used loosely, literally, the thing showed more of Raven off than her black bikini top did). She was buying ice-cream for the teams, with the other girls; the guys were on guard duty of the women's stuff. If Jason had known women traveled with so much crap he'd have just taken Raven on vacation and left the rest in the dust.

However, he was here with Dick, Babs, Tim, Kon, Cass, Harper, Roy, Kori, and Damian and Jon (who had tagged along because it was socializing and Damian hated socializing). And Jason, Damian, Dick, Tim, Kon, Roy, and Jon were all sitting over the girl's shit as they watched the girls flock away for ice cream. Jason's eyes narrowed on Damian, who's eyes were currently glued to Raven's ass…

Jason could feel the Pit rage, his own rage, and the inner possessiveness of his girlfriend coming to light as he glared at his younger brother.

"She's cute," Damian muttered.

"What's that!?" Dick spun in his seat from the conversation Tim, Dick, Kon, himself and Roy were having about the proportions of shit women traveled with to the duration of the vacation.

"Nothing!" Damian stammered.

"He said she's cute!" Jon shouted.

"Who is?" Roy's head snapped up.

"Of course he's talking about Babs," Dick grinned.

"No, Kori's way cuter than Barbara," Roy defended.

"He is not!" Dick started in on Roy as the argument erupted, Jason just rolled his eyes, then there were eyes on him.

"You're awfully quiet, Jason," Roy observed.

"Well yeah, he can't mean Raven," Jason shrugged, and his eyes narrowed dangerously on Damian as his face started pinkening.

"Oh, and why not?" Tim asked.

"Because cute is not an adjective used to describe Raven," Jason smirked coldly then when all his brothers, their friends, and Roy all gaped at him.

"You're talking about your girlfriend there!" Dick sputtered.

"Which is why I can say it," Jason shrugged innocently. Raven just was not cute, she did occasionally cute things, she was occasionally able to faun over cute things, but cute was not a word he'd ever describe her with.

"Then how would you describe her?" Damian snapped, and Jason's grin turned wolfish then as his youngest brother squirmed under his glare.

"Well that's for me to know, and not you," Jason said as he stood and left them behind as he walked over to the girls. He was luck Raven wasn't the girl who needed one of those stupid bag loving girl and was a minimalist who was happy with a money clip in her pocket, and a cap on her head. He caught her waist as he pulled her along.

"Jason!" she snapped.

"The minion is ogling you, so come on!" he ordered.

"What? Damian?" she blinked as she tucked herself up into his side then as they walked.

"Yup, and I'd rather go now before doing something stupid," Jason pointed out to her as they walked together.

"I'd prefer not to have another Robin's war going," Raven agreed as they turned for the beach.

"I don't think it'd be productive either," Jason agreed. "Hey, how do you feel about trying out surfing?"

"Surfing? You do realize I form floating shadow disks, right?" Raven pointed out blandly.

"And you don't surf?" he mocked.

"Why would I?" she asked blandly.

"What's the matter? Afraid to get wet?"

"No, I just having thought of why I would try it," she countered.

"We're trying it," he stated steering her for the surf board rental place. Raven just rolled her eyes, but Jason didn't want to have to continue dealing with Damian Wayne ogling his girlfriend. Seriously! Why couldn't the brat have Dick's taste in women for curvy redheads, or Tim's asexual tastes, or anything but Raven's type. It was concerning to Jason who had never had to worry about a guy stealing his women, or one of his brothers sharing a similar taste and type as he did. Jason didn't want to deal with it. Not right now because this was the vacation the Outlaws, and the Titans had been waiting for. He would not be fucking it up.

It was for the best if he removed himself from the temptation of doing something stupid, which he was likely to later regret. Thinking like this was why Raven was good for him as they paid for their boards and they took to the water. Jason had actually gone surfing before and was going to enjoy this. Raven, subtly cheated and he knew it as they paddled out.