When I look into your big brown eyes

It's so very plain to see

That it's time you learned about the facts of life

Starting from A to Z - Dean Martin the Birds and the Bees

Since Harza left, Jake returned to his room. Back at his workbench, yet he didn't feel like cleaning his gear. It wasn't Hazara or Nightwing's lecture truthfully, Jake's been mentally kicking his ass all day. It had been a slow day since Raven left. She wasn't there for any of the meals and he figured it was his fault. Did he push her into something she wasn't ready for?

Now, he just sat with a bottle of whiskey. If it hadn't been for his healing factor, he would be out cold right about now. What to bet? But damn his luck with that, no just your stupidity.

Hearing a knock at his door, "Now what," he mumbled as he put his bottle on the workbench.

He walked to the door and opened to it find Raven standing there, giving a weak smile.

Jake was just kind of in shock, then he tried to say something, "Raven, I…"

"Jake," she said, "can we talk?"

Nodding his head, he moved to the side of the door allowing her to enter. Sitting on his bed, she played with her hands for a moment.

"Raven, about us sharing a room last night, I'm sorry."

Smiling, "It's not that."

"Yes it is," he replied, not even looking at her, "I shouldn't have pushed you into anything."

"But you didn't push."

"Yes I…,"

Not letting Jake drone on about it being his fault, she used her powers to turn him to face her, even covering his mouth so that he couldn't speak. Now he time for him to listen.

Looking straight into his eyes, "I want you to know," she said, "that I love you, and what had happened had nothing to do with you," being somewhat restrained by Raven's power Jake still could shake and nod his head, "What happened was my fault, and even then, I am not entirely to blame. Now, I'm going to release you, and you are going to sit here and listen," releasing him, "because right now," reseating herself on his bed, "I need to tell you my feelings and why I visited my mother."

Sitting down beside her, Jake wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

Feeling comfortable in his arms, "Ever since I was a little girl, living with my mother on Azarath, people had always look down on me because of my father's blood within me, even my mother. When I was starting to become a woman, she sat me down and told me something that had scarred me. She told me that the first time I had sex, I would become pregnant with the only child I would ever have," causing Jake gave her a look of confusion, "My mother told me that because of my father's blood, I would only be able to bear one child, and no more. And that whomever I would be with for the first time would be the father, and that nothing would be able to change that. Condoms and birth control wouldn't even be able to help prevent it," going on before Jake could say something, "When I left this morning, I went back to my room and thought. After awhile, I needed to speak with the one person who would know something of what I would have to go through. So I spoke with my mother. When I told her about us and how I knew I wanted to be with you for the rest of my life, doing whatever I had to do to ensure that we would be together, she told me something about my problem. She told me that I am only allowed one child was the truth, but when I had that child was false. If you and I felt that it was not the right time to bring that child into the world, I would not become pregnant," choosing to stay silent Jake looked at her, "I want you to know, that I don't think this is the right time to bring a child to this world or any world at that. But, I also want you to know that when I do have a child, I want you to be the father of that child. I love you. And nothing will ever change that. If you die, I would follow you to hell and fight along side you against whatever army the devils throws at us, but I will never leave you again. Don't think that you will ever push me into doing anything, because I would do anything to show you my love. All I will ever offer you is my heart, which I know you already hold dear. And all I will ever need is your love in return."

"I will always love you. I will tell you every day, in every kiss, in every look. I love you Raven, you have always been an Angel to me."

"And when I was there when you felt alone, I told you that you were my devil. You have fought hell and demons that threatened me, and you gave them their own hell. You are my devil, and I love you for it. And I know that you love me, I can see it in every ounce of you. And if anytime, if you ever want me for more, take me. I will never say no." Actually Jake, Raven already had a demon fighting for her plus he kills demons like you, Jake so be afraid.

Kissing him lightly on his lips caused Jake to blink.

Leaning into him, "You've shown me hell," she whispered into his ear, "now please, show me what heaven is."

And into the deep hours of the night, Jake and Raven not only had sex, but they made love. And after this night, nothing would keep them apart except for Jake being a dumb ass.

Staring at the star filled night sky, Starfire was lost in thought until, "Starfire, what are you thinking?" brought her attention on the love of her life.

"The noise from Jake's room," she remarked.

"What noise?"

"It sounded like Jake and Raven were sparring," tilting her head, "Why didn't they use the training room?"

"It sounds like a more private sparring and I'll say something to Jake."

"Can we privately spar in your room?"

Sighing, it's going to be one of those talks like why casual Fridays doesn't involve nudity.

Rubbing his cheek brought, "It still hurt?"

Confused then oh when Batman slapped him.

"When I laugh."

"Is that why you don't laugh cause it hurts?"

"Guess, I can't contain it any longer. Star, I've done a lot of things that you should have pushed me away for. When I became Red X and told no one. Even so much as not trusting Titans with the real me. 'Don't let someone tell you how to live your life, live yours to live to fullest…how you see fit.' A good friend told me that and I've failed to listen to his advice. I was taught teammates could one day betray you but in all my time here…I've only betrayed you," lifting his hand towards his mask, "And its time I took a step for myself and," removing his mask, "show you who I am," revealing his blue eyes, "My name is Richard Grayson," looking nervous, "This is who I am. I just felt this is what I needed to do this."

Wrapping her arms around his waist. "I am called Koriand'r," staring into those blue eyes, "and I am a princess of the planet Tameran."

Smiling he should've known she would've accepted him anyways.

Amazing how well this mask fit. Needed some field testing.

"You need a more proper clothing," brought Hazara's attention onto her new sparring partner.

Still wearing her dress from that night that changed her life, it showed wear and tear of her past kills. It's to remind her why demons must die.

As for her new sparring partner, her appearance puzzled Hazara. White hair to her shoulders. White blouse plus the sleeve covering what looked were gauntlets. Dark blue dress/business pants. It seems she wore black white canvas shoes. Her pale skin didn't match her facial features indicting she might be African American like Cyborg. She rested her weight on a walking cane. Squinting her eyes, Hazara noticed a thin line near the curve section of the cane. A cane sword. Her opponent used a cane sword. The smoke from her cigarette assault Hazara's nose even with a air filter.

Puffing on her cigarette, "I understand you know sign language. Use it."

Her authority voice threw Hazara off. Not like Jake Spiegel's authority voice, however it seemed she gave orders and expected them to be followed.

"Your new mask has design flaw to it," remarked the sparring partner.

Her daggers ready. Slowly circling her opponent, the pervious partner was aggressive.

This one proved efficient. Didn't waste her movement. Tip of the cane against Hazara's stomach knocking the air from her lungs. Moving around only for the cane to slip between Hazara's arms. Hard twist caused Hazara to bit her lip. Several times twisting the knives free from Hazara's hand. Followed with hitting her like nun with a ruler repeatly. Finally letting the cane slip under her arm, Hazara's dagger caught under her sparring partner's blouse. Simple twist upwards the blade removed some buttons from the blouse allowing Hazara to see what looked like scars shaped like scales. Froze this allowed her opponent to place her leg behind Hazara's. Hip toss. Tip of the cane sword aimed between Hazara's eyes.

Resting the blade under Hazara's chin, "Control that temper," holding her blouse closed, "or you'll end up like sex slave again."