A/N: Hey guys, due to awesome feedback I've decided to rewrite this story. And to give everyone a chance to give me feedback if they wish I decided to delete the original story and reposted it as brand new. Otherwise if you had reviewed on a certain chapter before it wouldn't let you have that opportunity again now that I've changed things. So I appreciate everyone's patience. Not too much is going to be changed and I plan on adding some things. I really hope you like it. Also I took out the lyrics due to a rule about posting song lyrics. However, this story, and this chapter all started because of Edwin McCain's song "I'll Be" Please review and let me know what you think. Love, Ellivia22

A/N: Some of the characters will seem OOC. I did this purposefully to shape the story the way I did. I hope that's okay. I promise that I will do my best to keep the characters as close in character as I can, however. Thanks for understanding.

Disclaimer: If I owned Teen Titans Robin and Starfire would've gotten together a lot sooner.

I'll Be

By: Ellivia22

Part I

Raven

"Raven?"

I look up from my book to see Robin standing in front of me, blocking the massive TV. Not that I was watching it anyway. "Yeah?"

"Are you sure that you don't want to go to the carnival with me, Star, and Cy," he asks.

I shake my head, raising my eyebrow. He didn't mention everyone on the team. Someone's missing. My throat tightens. "Isn't Beast Boy going with you guys?"

I catch an uncomfortable expression on Robin's masked face before he looks away. "He said that he didn't want to come." Then without another word, Robin leaves the room.

I stare after him, stunned. Beast Boy loves the carnival. It's just not like him to say no. On the other hand, I shouldn't be surprised-not after everything that has happened this week. I swallow the large lump in my throat in an attempt to keep my wavering emotions under control.

After Beast Boy took the antidote everything went back to normal. But it was short lived. A couple of days later he started locking himself in his room at all hours of the day. He stopped cracking jokes, coming to training sessions, or even missions. Worst of all, being and empath I can feel his pain: pain so intense it's been giving me nightmares.

A silent tear falls down my cheek. I don't make any effort to wipe it away. I've tried being there for him; tried to help him, but he keeps pushing me away. My eyes squeeze shut tight to keep another tear from falling. Beast Boy's harsh words from yesterday ring in my head like a broken record.

Don't pretend to care, Raven. I know you truly don't! Just leave me the hell alone!

Another tear manages to escape, followed by a strangled sob. The room starts to rattle. Beast Boy wants me to leave him alone. There is no way I can do that. Once the team leaves I'm going to check on the changeling, then form a new plan to approach him. I should get the rest of the team involved in trying to help Beast Boy, but I have a gut feeling that I should try this alone. Besides, Beast Boy might shut down completely if we all gang up on him. If I fail again, then I'll ask for help.

Once I'm sure that the team is gone I put my book aside and make my way towards his room. The closer I get, the stronger his emotions consume me. His dark emotions are almost unbearable. I feel as though I've been thrown in the deepest pit of despair. There is no light-nothing that can save me. Nothing matters anymore. This is the worst that he's ever felt. Something is seriously wrong. I quicken my pace.

I knock sharply on his door. "Beast Boy?"

I decide to not wait for an answer. My eyes glow white as I encase the door with black aura. The door slides open easily. What I see next makes my heart drop to my stomach, my blood running ice cold. I gasp in horror because of the sight.

Standing in the middle of his surprisingly clean room is Beast Boy. He is in a terrible state. His body is trembling, tears falling rapidly down his cheeks. His eyes are shut tightly. My heart starts pounding anxiously in my chest seeing the gun pressed against his right temple. He cocks the gun.

"BEAST BOY NO!" I cry. I make a run towards him, desperate to save the man I'm secretly in love with. Right as I collide hard into him, Beast Boy pulls the trigger.

BANG!

We hit the ground hard, the bullet barely missing the both of us. The gun falls out of his hand and bounces away. I hear the lightbulb above us shatter, either from the bullet or my unstable emotions. I manage to pin Beast Boy to the ground and produce a black shield over us to protect us from the falling glass.

I suspend the shield immediately after I'm sure that everything is okay. Beast Boy continues to struggle under me, attempting to grab the gun, which is a few inches away from his right hand. "Get off me, Raven," he yells angrily, not sounding at all like the changeling that I know.

I straddle onto his waist, my hands firmly on his shoulders. "Are you crazy?!" I nearly scream. The only window in the room shatters, but I'm too scared to care. "Do you really think I'm going to let you kill yourself?!"

Beast Boy glares back at me, his green eyes hard, yet full of so much pain it hurts to look. "Oh, so now you care about me?! You should be happy! You'll finally be free of such an annoying jerk!"

I stare back at him in shock. His words are like a literal slap in the face. Does he not remember all the attempts I made to try and help him? Does he really think I'm that heartless? "Beast Boy, I-I don't think-."

"Forget it," he snaps. "Just let me go so that I can finish what I started!"

"NO!"

He grits his teeth in anger. I almost fall forward when he changes from human form into a small green rat. I watch in horror as he scurries over to the gun. I can't let him do this. I just can't. Without thinking twice I summon the gun in my hands right before he can grab it. Keeping my eyes on him the whole time I open the gun, pouring the bullets onto the floor beside me. Then I toss the gun aside.

Beast Boy changes back into himself. The absolute devastation on his green face is breaking my heart. It's as if I had taken away the only thing he cares about. I watch sadly as he wraps his arms around his leg, burying his head into his knees. His muffled sobs breaks the strained silence between us.

Silently I move beside him. Gently I put my arms around him. Reluctantly his circle around my waist. He holds onto me tight, his head buried into my shoulder. I can feel my cloak becoming wet from his tears. I don't mind. I'm just so happy that he didn't run out the door.

"W-why won't you l-let me die," he manages to choke out in a strangled sob.

I don't answer his question. "Why did you just try to take your life?"

He doesn't answer, instead he continues to sob. It's clear to me that he still doesn't trust me-not that I blame him. "Remember what you told me when Malchior betrayed me?" I remind him gently, rubbing his back. My heart is still racing in my chest, not only from what he almost did, but just from touching him. "You told me that even though I thought I was alone, I really wasn't. And I'm here now telling you that you aren't alone. Please, Beast Boy. Talk to me."

I feel his body relax slightly in my embrace. His hand leaves my back and points to his desk in the corner of the room. For the first time since I've entered I take a good look around. His bedroom is even cleaner than after I came to heal his injury from his battle with Slade the other day. The room is almost barren-no posters on the walls, no mess. It almost looks like the room has been vacuumed for the first time in forever. Worst of all, it looks like nobody has even lived in it. The only thing in the room are four large piles. It takes a minute to figure out his strange organization. In one pile is a stack of video games, comic books, and movies. Another pile contains what looks like a green joke book and comedy DVDs. A third pile what looks like fitness magazines. And finally, the fourth pile containing three items: a brown leather book, his communicator, and a beautiful red rose in a thin blue vase. Each pile had a sign in front of it, indicating who it belong to. My sign is in front of the vase with the red rose. Seeing everything he owned in these piles is just making everything even more real. He truly does want to end it. But why?

I raise my hand. A piece of paper flies off his desk. The piece of paper contains only one sentence: No need to hide, the Beast has finally died.

I stare at the green boy who is still quietly sobbing into my shoulder. My mind is trying to understand the cryptic message. Did the antidote not work? Is Beast Boy still struggling to control him? If he was, surely I would've noticed something. He must be talking about something else. I hug him tighter. "You are not a beast," I tell him softly, yet with an edge to my words. "You took the antidote. You're fine!"

Beast Boy laughs bitterly. "Yeah. Tell the others that."

"What are you talking about? They care about you. I care about you!"

He pulls away, his eyes focusing on his gloved hands, which are now resting in his lap. "No they don't. Not anymore. Ever since I took the antidote Robin, Starfire, and Cyborg have been treating me badly. Not only have they been avoiding me at all times t-they've made it clear that I don't matter. You know, they never asked me to go to the carnival with them. I was in the hallway when I overheard Robin talk to you. T-that's when I figured it was the perfect time to end it. I-I couldn't stand the pain anymore."

I have a hard time believing him. Robin, Starfire, and Cyborg are our friends. They would never do something like that. I would've noticed and put a stop to it immediately. "But I never saw anything."

"They always managed to hurt me whenever you're not around. I don't know why. Coincidence, I guess." Beast Boy wipes his swollen eyes, but the tears continue to fall.

I don't want to believe him. I want to think that he's just making this up, but the longer I look at the broken boy in front of me and the more I think about it everything makes sense. That explains why Robin didn't have Beast Boy in his plans anymore; why Starfire didn't ask if Beast Boy was okay when I saw him sick in the gym; why Cyborg and Beast Boy don't play game station anymore. "Why? Why would they do this to you?"

"They hate me because of the way I acted when the chemicals were in my system," Beast Boy says sadly. "While you were unconscious they accused me of hurting you intentionally. R-Robin kept begging me to tell the truth that night about what happened to you, though I truly could not remember. Robin said he'd have to assume the worst and that he'd put me in jail. Things only got worse from there. I-I just can't take it anymore, Raven."

An intense anger burns inside me. I can feel Rage reacting violently from his words. I struggle to keep her locked away. How could they be so horrible to him? He never hurt me, he only protected me from Adonis. Once I woke up I had told Starfire and the others what happened. I thought they believed me, but apparently not.

Feeling Beast Boy's emotions I can tell that he's finally starting to calm down slightly. Yet I am sensing that he's not telling me everything. There's another reason why he attempted suicide and I want to know what it is. "What are you not telling me?" I ask quietly a moment later.

He looks at me with feigned confusion. "What do you mean?"

"I can feel your emotions. I know that there is another reason why you tried to kill yourself. Please tell me why. Let me help you."

His green eyes meet mine. I look deeply into them. I can see the torment that he is feeling at this moment. I can also see something else. Could it be...

Beast Boy answers my question before I have the chance to ask it. The tone of his voice drops so low I barely hear him. "The truth is, I-I love you, Raven. I've loved you since our first mission together. W-when the team told me that they found you in my teeth I tried desperately to remember what happened, because I could never live with myself if I had hurt you. But I can't remember and it's killing me. I'd rather die than let a possible chance of hurting you again. I d-deserve to die."

I stare at him in utter shock. Did he just say what I think he said. "Y-you love me?"

"Yes. And I always will."

I place a hand on his damp cheek forcing him to look at me. "Beast Boy, if I had found you dead, i-if I didn't stop you, I would've lost everything. I wouldn't have anything to look forward to. I've never told anyone this, but you are the most important person to me. And now that I know how you feel, losing you would've been even more devastating to me."

He opens his mouth to say something, but I interrupt him with a tender kiss. His lips are salty from the tears. I don't care. Kissing him sends a warm sensation through me. I forget about my anger, my fear. Instead the only thing I'm focusing on is his love as he kisses me back, unsure at first, then with intense passion. This is right. This is...perfect.

"I-I love you, Gar," I whisper, using his real name for the first time.

He looks at me, a dazed expression on his green face. "I-is this real?"

"Yes," I confirm with a genuine smile. I give him another long kiss, which he returns.

"I hope so. I don't know what I'll do if it isn't." Beast Boy looks at me with pleading eyes. "Please, Raven, promise you won't leave me."

"I promise. I will always be by your side, Gar. No matter what."

For the first time in almost a week, Beast Boy smiles, his fang sticking out adorably, his green eyes brighter. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer. I lay my head against his chest, concentrating on his steady heartbeat. Now that I've learned why everything in the tower is so wrong I'm determined to make it right. Most importantly I'm going to do everything I can to make sure that Beast Boy is happy again.

To be continued...