~*~ YAY! REVIEWS! Thank you all so much!! I'm so happy!!! *runs around in a circle screaming* Sorry, I'm hyper right now, it's NEVER a good idea to let me have sugar! SOOOO sorry it took so long to update, I've been incredibly busy lately, wanna hear about my day? Of course not, but I'm gonna rant anyway-I didn't get home from school until 7:30 because I had a volleyball game that ran late, then I stayed up until midnight writing a research paper I was only given 2 days to write. The next day, I had 5 consecutive quizzes in 5 consecutive classes, then AFTER volleyball practice I rushed to my best friend's birthday party where I stayed until 11:30. Whew! Being a sophomore is a LOT harder than I thought it would be! I'm beat! GAH!! Ok, I'm done ^-^ back to business..here's the latest chapter! After this, one more to go!!! Dun dun dunnnnnnnnnn. Ok, now on we go! ~*~

Robin had been pacing the floor for hours, pointlessly walking back and forth until a large, dragging dark mark lay in his rug. He kept his eyes tightly squeezed shut as he paced, nervously contemplating his actions. "Man, I really screwed myself! What do I do now?!" he angrily asked himself as he kicked a rubber ball forcefully. Forgetting of his metal tips, it ricocheted furiously off the walls and streaked through the window, shattering the glass and soaring off into oblivion. He sighed, glancing at the glimmering crystals scattered all about his floor, and flopped down onto his bed. He lay back, his hands locked behind his head for support and leaned into the corner. The corner where he and Starfire fell asleep together, wrapped deeply within each others arms.. "GAH! No! I can't think of her!!! Must avert attention somewhere else.." he hastily thought, rising and crossing to his demolished window. Many stories below, hundreds of tiny white flowers dotted the landscape, wafting gently in the meek breeze. They were daisies, like the one he gave Starfire that day at the park..."NO! NOT AGAIN!!! Think of other things....pudding, gameboy, the square root of 144, how pretty she looks when she smiles...NO!! BAD MIND! BAH!!" Robin hopelessly sunk into an easychair and groaned, knowing that fighting his brain was useless and would only leave him frustrated and possibly mentally disturbed. He massaged his temples with his fingers, commanding himself to think, when it struck him. It was a terrible idea, no doubt, but at the moment it was the only one he had, and so he instantly grabbed a notebook and pen that had been idly resting on his floor, cracked it open, and began to scribble furiously.

"For the LAST time, Raven, I am NOT in love with ROBIN!" Beast Boy shouted in the kitchen at the mystifying cloaked girl. She shook her head at him, hiding a smile. "Oh, I believe you, Beast Boy, I mean, who doesn't run around in circles screaming 'I love Robin?' I know I do." said Raven with a sarcastic glance. Beast Boy beat his fist in the kitchen table. "RAVEN! I'M STRAIGHT! S-T-R-A..." he stopped, realizing in embarrassment he didn't know how to spell the rest of the word. He nervously searched for the letters in his mind, but under the evil, frightening smirk of Raven, it was impossible to think. "I'M NOT GAY!!" he defiantly concluded, and stormed into the living room, where Cyborg howled with laughter at his predicament. Raven entered soon after, smirking uncontrollably, and sat down to watch the green boy scream at the robot in objection. She shook her head, the joker can never take a joke at his own expense, but that was Beast Boy for you. But, though he hadn't stopped yelling, Raven enjoyed him in this state. He was cute when he got agitated...Raven gasped and felt her eyes widen at her thought. "I said the word CUTE?! Where did I put that bat...?"

"I'VE GOT IT!" Robin declared triumphantly, appearing out of nowhere with a marble notebook clutched in his hand. Three sets of eyes laid on him, just his intention. "I've figured out a way to save my friendship with Starfire!" he cried, dancing a little in place. "And how is that?" Cyborg asked, both curious and skeptical. "Ok, all I have to do is avoid all contact with her for the rest of our lives! No awkward moments, no deadly silences, no nothing! It's the perfect plan!" he called victoriously, valor etched in his voice. Everyone's glance sagged at the pitiful plot, and upon noticing this, so did Robin's. "Alright, so it sucks! It's the best I've got so far!" he irately moaned, tossing the booklet into Beast Boy's awaiting hands. He opened it and read.

" 1. Avoid Starfire for all time. 2. Bash self over head until all memory is erased. 3. Jump out the window. 4. Become gay and join the Fab Five to make money on 'Queer Eye for the Straight Guy.' 5. Change identity, run away to Iceland, and spend the rest of your days as a sheep herder deep within the glaciers. -Wait, why would sheep be in the glaciers?- 6. Hide in a corner and rock back on forth sweating until people forget about you. 7. Run....and don't stop until you hit Mexico."

He concluded and slammed the book shut, a thick, bushy eyebrow raised. "And you're supposed to be the mighty, clever, plan-making leader?" he asked, dropping the book on the coffee table. Robin sighed and slumped into a seat, face buried in his hands. "Guys, I'm a wreck. I can't think straight! I feel awful, what if I ruined our friendship forever? I mean, I value her more than anything, and if I lost her...." He trailed off, closing his eyes in self-loathing. "Personally, I think you're best bet is number 4...those guys sure know a helluva lot about style!" Beast Boy joked, but when Robin glared at him, he shrunk into his seat, saddened his joke was wasted. Robin rose, snatched the notebook from off the table and hooked it under his arm. "I'm gonna get a head start on number 6 for now, just slip the food under my door every so often, maybe I'll see ya in a month or so." he mumbled, despondently turning to exit. Cyborg groaned. "Okay, don't you think you're overreacting just a LITTLE bit?" he asked with a moan. Robin whirled back to him, his eyes constricted into tiny black slits. "No." he said simply, and he disappeared down the hall. He kept his head down, watching in fascination at his feet neatly placing themselves one in front of the other. This was just the reason he did not notice another person walking in an identical stance, that was, of course, until he collided into them.

Robin hit the person with an "OOF!" and stumbled backwards, landing square on his behind. The notebook flew from his palm and slid gracefully down the marble floor, far out of reach. He rubbed his head from the pain of impact and then abruptly rose to aid whoever he mistakenly knocked over. "I'm sorry! I didn't watch where I was..." Robin stopped mid-sentence when his mind registered something- there were 5 members of the Teen Titans, 3 of which were in the living room, 2 here. He froze as the person, who he could now identify as a girl, brushed a tuft of red hair out of her jade eyes and looked to him with a tiny smile creeping up on her face. He was immobilized, every ligament on his body stiffened and he could not make a single move.

*Say something clever.*

Robin could not obey his mind's command, and instead he remained mouth hung open like a baby awaiting food, an expression of horror melded with shock etched into his face. He stayed that was for what seemed like centuries.

*Ok, it doesn't have to be clever, it just has to be WORDS.*

Silence, it was deafening.

*ANY words. There are literally THOUSANDS of words in the human language, pick a few, arrange them in a sentence, and SPEAK!*

"H-H-Hi Star! How's are you going?" He visibly grimaced under his own stupidity with pressure.

*Yeah, you were better off saying nothing.*

He glared at his own thoughts as he felt his cheeks growing hot, and he failed to notice Starfire suppress an amused giggle. He glanced down, fumbling with his 2 feet slightly, and made a mental note not to say ANYTHING from that point on. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't, for some unknown, unspeakable force had seized his tongue and taken it captive. Starfire smiled, unbeknownst to him. "I am glad to have found you Robin. I have been meaning to speak with you about an important matter." she said, trying her best to sound serious. Robin's eyes shot upward so rapidly he was shocked they didn't fly out of his head and into the ceiling. NOW was his chance to talk. He would calmly and eloquently explain to her that somehow the signals between them got crossed, and while he would enjoy to have her to be more than a friend, he understood perfectly if she wished to remain close, good friends. That's what he said in his head. This is what actually came out;

"Starfire I'm so sorry that I kissed you! I didn't even know what I was doing! I wasn't thinking! Well, I was thinking, but in the wrong way! But maybe it was the right way, in my head, but not in yours, you wouldn't think that, but you could? Maybe? Oh, now I'm putting words in your mouth! I'm just doing DANDY today aren't I?!" He continued to rapidly babble as, still beaming, Starfire took a large step in his direction. "I think you're really amazing and cool and funny and pretty and smart and I don't wanna ruin the friendship we have because it really means a lot to me, YOU really mean a lot to me..oh great. I shouldn't have said that. Now you probably think of me as a bigger moron then I already am! I have no idea what I'm saying, am I making sense? Cuz I have no recollection of what I just said. I could have said 'I'm going to kill you while you're sleeping' and I wouldn't remember. What the hell am I saying?! This is an apology and I've turned it into one of the most insane ramblings of all time! I just-"

He stopped immediately as Starfire cupped her hand over his chin and pulled him into her for a perfect, innocent kiss. Her soft, supple lips enveloped his in a way only a Disney movie could portray. He stiffened completely in utter shock, his body was like a board. Starfire held the kiss for a few seconds before reluctantly pulling away, shyly smiling from the corner of her mouth. Robin stood wide-eyed, his body hardened and immobile, his lips still pursed in confusion. Starfire's cheeks morphed to a lovely shade of vermillion as she giggled and gazed down with half-litted eyes. "That is all I wanted to say." she whispered, then, still tittering like a little girl, scampered off into her room. Robin remained stationary in pure shock, his arms locked at his sides. He stayed completely still for what seemed like hours, before toppling over backwards and landing flat on his back, hard, with a vociferous FWANG against the metal floor that echoed all throughout the tower.

Robin felt like he was floating, on some kind of cloud, lying there in the middle of the corridor. He closed his eyes as he felt some sort of indescribable warmth filling his bones, slowly and surely, lifting him upward and casting him into an endless oblivion where he could remain forever with Starfire, the only true companion he ever needed. He stayed in his alternate reality of bliss for centuries, a smile ever present across his face. A sweet symphony similar to one composed by Mozart rang through his ears, striking each chord perfectly. Nothing could have possibly ruined how wonderful he felt.

"Izzee dead?" a faint voice sounded in the distance. Robin could feel himself grudgingly being pulled away from his dream as the voices grew stronger.

"Of course he's not dead. If you feel so self-conscious about it, then check his pulse."

"Oh, no. That's not the way to play. There's only one sure-fire way to tell whether or not someone is dead."

"Oh really? And how is that?"

"Poke him! Got a stick?"

His spirit settled back into his body and he remembered his surroundings; he felt the cold, metal ground beneath him, the candid fluorescent lights blocked as 2 forms cast shadows over his face. He let his eyes remain shut, and absorbed the last essence of his moment, and sighed, but leapt up in pain when he felt a sharp jolt stab him in the side. Robin's eyes popped open and he rubbed his ache, now standing. The 2 figures had been identified as Raven and Beast Boy; Raven's was shaking her head as Beast Boy innocently held out a pointed finger in Robin's direction. For some reason, Robin didn't care, and as his happiness returned the pain seemed to melt away. He grinned stupidly at his friends, his mask only revealing half of his white cloth. "Hi guys....what're ya doing'" he asked, an odd tone to his voice. Raven, from beneath her blue cloak, raised an eyebrow. "We came to check on you....you've been lying in the hallway for more than 20 minutes." she replied. Robin laughed and swayed his head back and forth, dancing to a beat he only heard in his head. "Reeeeeally? It seems longer. I'm gonna go now..buh-bye." he beamed and skipped, by the power vested in the almighty Lord he SKIPPED, down the corridor and into the kitchen. Raven and Beast Boy exchanged glances. "What was that?" the boy said with a blink. "I have NO idea...I think your good-hearted poke may have jostled a nerve in his BRAIN." she paused, and looked over at his with her 2 amethyst eyes shining more than usual. "Hey, Beast Boy?" she said. He gazed up at her, almost hopefully, and shifted his weight. "Yeah?" She blinked a few times. "If I ever...die..." he leaned in, eager for the rest. "..don't touch me." she finished, and fluttered away to her room. Beast Boy snapped his fingers in frustration, kicking himself for getting his hopes too high.

Robin twirled in place and slide into the kitchen on his metal shoes. He miscalculated the run, however, and instead of stopping short behind the counter 'Risky Business' style, he crashed head long into the wooden table, causing it as well as him to plummet to the immaculate linoleum floor. Cyborg, who had been preparing a sandwich on the opposite end of the room, turned to see his friend in a very uncomfortable looking position, and ran over to aid him. Robin's reaction, however, was quite the contrary to what Cyborg had expected. Instead of moaning in pain and stupidity, he laughed, loudly and obnoxiously, until he was almost broken down into hysterics. He jerked up and merrily brushed off his splinter-riddled clothes, tiny giggles sneaking out of his mouth. He looked up at the robotic man, whose organic eye was wide and confused. "Huh huh huh huh, hi Cyborg." He said with a grin, a voice unlike his own. It was sonorous and deep, like an old Warner Brother's character that had just come in contact with a pretty girl. "Dude..you ok?" he asked distrustfully, because at this point Robin doing and un-doing the classic 'V' signal that originated in 'Star Trek' with his hand. "Yup yup yup! Everything's hunky dory! Peachy keen! I'm sitting on top of the world! Look! I can see my house from here!! WHEEEEEEE!!" Robin had apparently found a spinning chair and was amusing himself by doing what they were designed for-spinning. Quite furiously, too. Cyborg stared at his friend in bewilderment.

Robin commenced the rolling, and wheeled himself all about the floor in joy. Cyborg, now fearing for his friend's well-being, grabbed him by the collar and yanked him off the ride, holding him high in the air. Still, he remained unfazed, and continued laughing like Adam Sandler himself was standing right there in the room. "Dude..you're scaring me.." Cyborg said warily. Robin tilted his head back and forth on his shoulders. "Imagine me and you, and you and me, no matter how the toss the dice, it had to be, the only one for me is you, and you for me, so happy TOGETHER!" he happily sang the classic 60's song. He never got to finish it however, because Cyborg had delivered him a hard slap across the face. Robin seemed to awaken from his insane trance, and gingerly felt the red mark on his cheek. "Thank you, I needed that." he said finally in his normal voice, and sluggishly shifted out of his position and made his way to the door. Cyborg stopped him.

"Yo! Dude! What was THAT?!" he questioned in perplexity. Robin turned back to him with a smile, and he seemed to emit a pure radiance in his own was and he simply glowed. "She loves me." he breathed, and retreated to his room as if walking on air. Cyborg glanced down, smirking and shaking his head. "Well, it's about TIME."

~*~ YAY!! I did it! I hope you like it! The last chapter will be up ASAP, I hope! It's gonna have a song (yeah, they get annoying fast, but it fit so well and plus it has, in my opinion, the greatest quote of all time, so I HAD to stick it in!) It's by the Ataris...it's good ^_^ Please review!! Thank you! Oh, and Ryan? I BELIEVE I was offered some compensation....*gets pummeled by thousands of Rolos, pokes head out from gigantic pile and squeals* SWEET NECTOR OF THE GODS!!! Yeah, I'll be.....erm..busy with..things..BYE!!! *Dives back into piles.*