Author's Note: Ok, for the three of you who read this (go Sage!) this is my LAST UPDATE for TWO WEEKS! I'm going on vacation and won't be around the internet, but I'll be writing. So, try to be patient while I enjoy myself. ^_^ I'm actually not a big fan of this chapter, it was rushed and feels kind of uneven at parts. But I really need to go to bed, so you'll just have to live with it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, hope everyone has a good Spring Break!
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Beast Boy punched in a few numbers on the keypad, squinting to see in the dark hall, and grinned in triumph as the door slid open with an "access: granted." He silently stepped into the dim room and glanced around. Cyborg lay in bed, his battery pack removed and plugged into its charger, which shined with a blue glow.
Beast Boy sighed in defeat at the sight of his friend and crept back into the hall, the door sliding shut behind him. Cyborg would not be good company tonight. He turned and wandered to the next door a few yards away, punching in a different code slowly as his finger searched for the right numbers. He peeked inside the doorway as the door slid into the wall only to find a sleeping Starfire.
He took a step inside and glanced around before focusing his attention on the bed. "Starfire… Starfire?" He crept up to the edge of her bed and inspected her relaxed face. "Hey Starfire!" A few seconds passed and then the alien girl rolled over and let out a soft snore. "Starfire?! Hey!" The girl remained immobile except for the occasional soft snore. "C'mon! Wake up, please?" Nothing. He shrugged and scratched his head.
Beast Boy stood in front of Robin's room, finger rapidly pushing buttons on his keypad. "Access: Denied." The screen deleted the previous code and a new one was quickly punched in. "Access: Denied."
Beast Boy let out a low growl and tried a different combination. "Access: Denied." He took a calming breath and stared at the keypad for a second. He shrugged and punched in 1234. "Access: …" He waited, breath held in anticipation. "Denied."
"What?! Stupid… paranoid… obsessed… ungrateful… cynic of a leader…" Beast Boy wandered to the next door. "When he gets up… I'm gonna…"
His mouth shut and his hand paused over the numbers as he tried to remember this code. In fact, he could not believe he had forgotten so soon. ''S just because I'm tired.' He clicked in a few numbers in determination and the door slid open. "Yes! Go Beast Boy!" He sauntered into the room, shaking his booty in a small victory dance, "hey Terra, you asleep yet?"
The figure under the covers remained silent, the only movement was the steady rise and fall of the covers to her breathing. Beast Boy rolled his eyes and poked the shoulder. "Terra… You asleep yet?"
He frowned. "Terra!"
The figure shot up and a rock flew into the side of Beast Boy's head, knocking him off of his feet. "OW!"
"What? Who's there?"
Beast Boy rubbed the side of his head, "you keep rocks in here?"
Terra glanced to the floor and took in the sight of the crumpled shape shifter. "Beast Boy?! What the hell are you doing in my room?!"
Another rock hovered in front of his face and he gulped. "Uh… just looking for some company?" Suddenly Beast Boy was hugging the hallway carpet as a door slammed behind him.
He stood up and brushed himself off, rubbing the side of his head. His feet dragged him to the last door and his hand automatically punched in the four digit code. He walked in without bothering with the light and collapsed onto the bed against the wall, letting out a content sigh as his muscles relaxed. He delicately shifted himself so that the good side of his head rested on the pillow, letting him stare into the dark room.
The brush of a page turning reached his ears and his eyes searched for the source. Raven sat in a plush royal blue armchair, her elbows propped on the arms and a book resting in her lap. A robe hung over the back, matching the shade of her lavender pajama pants. She took in the page before flipping to the next one.
Beast Boy let out a yawn. "Morning Raven." She nodded once without looking up. After a minute she turned off the lamp next to her, the book slamming shut in her lap. Raven stood up and walked towards her bathroom, disappearing from Beast Boy's view. Light drifted into the room from the doorway. "Uh… Rae? What're you doing?"
She came back out and flipped off the light, sitting on the bed near Beast Boy. He shuddered involuntarily as a cold washcloth full of ice barely rested on his head. "Putting ice on that bump."
"How'd you know I-" Beast Boy rolled his eyes at the stupid question. "Thanks." He tried to look at her, but the ice kept his head from shifting and she remained just beyond his reach. "So… tired?" Though he couldn't see it, he knew that she rolled her eyes. "Me either. …What do you want to do?"
Raven lifted the icepack and ran her fingers through his hair, feeling for the bump. "Why do you always have to be doing something?"
"Why don't you ever do anything?" He felt her hand heal the skin, but the headache remained.
"I like to spend my time thinking."
"Ouch." He sat up, their bodies facing each other, "so… I guess I choose the activity? Halo?"
"No."
"Cards?"
"How about something that doesn't include light?"
Beast Boy tilted his head to the side, confusion crossing his face. "What? Why? Oh, my headache. Right." His eyebrows lifted. "Wanna make out?"
"No. But I like how you snuck it into the conversation."
"Thanks, I've been working on it. …Rock paper scissors?" Raven looked at him. "Can't see, got it. Uh… truth or dare?"
"No way."
Beast Boy frowned and leaned back on his arms. "Why not? We've done everything else in the past two years. Well… except for making out."
"Because there's only two of us and the game's stupid."
Beast Boy nodded, "I've got some jokes I could tell…"
Raven paused in thought. "Why do you tell so many jokes?"
Beast Boy sighed and shrugged. "Want to go egging or write 'call me' on a car window with a marker?"
"No."
"Ok, here's one we haven't done in awhile; sit and enjoy each other's company without all of the stupid conversation?"
Beast Boy lifted up the pillow and set it against the backboard behind him, leaning back against it. Raven wordlessly got up and sat beside him, their shoulders touching. After a few seconds Beast Boy slipped his arm around her shoulder. His thumb and fingers found her skin and he lazily caressed the flesh, enjoying the tingle he still received every time he touched her.
A book flew up from Raven's desk and smacked into the side of his head. "Ow! What was that for?"
"Sorry, I guess I just lost control of my powers for a second."
"Just for that I'm not moving my arm."
"Beast Boy, don't make me hit you again."
"I thought we weren't talking." The book lifted off of the bed and landed in Raven's hand. Beast Boy eyed it warily, "your wordless threats don't scare me- OW!"
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, hope everyone has a good Spring Break!
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Beast Boy punched in a few numbers on the keypad, squinting to see in the dark hall, and grinned in triumph as the door slid open with an "access: granted." He silently stepped into the dim room and glanced around. Cyborg lay in bed, his battery pack removed and plugged into its charger, which shined with a blue glow.
Beast Boy sighed in defeat at the sight of his friend and crept back into the hall, the door sliding shut behind him. Cyborg would not be good company tonight. He turned and wandered to the next door a few yards away, punching in a different code slowly as his finger searched for the right numbers. He peeked inside the doorway as the door slid into the wall only to find a sleeping Starfire.
He took a step inside and glanced around before focusing his attention on the bed. "Starfire… Starfire?" He crept up to the edge of her bed and inspected her relaxed face. "Hey Starfire!" A few seconds passed and then the alien girl rolled over and let out a soft snore. "Starfire?! Hey!" The girl remained immobile except for the occasional soft snore. "C'mon! Wake up, please?" Nothing. He shrugged and scratched his head.
Beast Boy stood in front of Robin's room, finger rapidly pushing buttons on his keypad. "Access: Denied." The screen deleted the previous code and a new one was quickly punched in. "Access: Denied."
Beast Boy let out a low growl and tried a different combination. "Access: Denied." He took a calming breath and stared at the keypad for a second. He shrugged and punched in 1234. "Access: …" He waited, breath held in anticipation. "Denied."
"What?! Stupid… paranoid… obsessed… ungrateful… cynic of a leader…" Beast Boy wandered to the next door. "When he gets up… I'm gonna…"
His mouth shut and his hand paused over the numbers as he tried to remember this code. In fact, he could not believe he had forgotten so soon. ''S just because I'm tired.' He clicked in a few numbers in determination and the door slid open. "Yes! Go Beast Boy!" He sauntered into the room, shaking his booty in a small victory dance, "hey Terra, you asleep yet?"
The figure under the covers remained silent, the only movement was the steady rise and fall of the covers to her breathing. Beast Boy rolled his eyes and poked the shoulder. "Terra… You asleep yet?"
He frowned. "Terra!"
The figure shot up and a rock flew into the side of Beast Boy's head, knocking him off of his feet. "OW!"
"What? Who's there?"
Beast Boy rubbed the side of his head, "you keep rocks in here?"
Terra glanced to the floor and took in the sight of the crumpled shape shifter. "Beast Boy?! What the hell are you doing in my room?!"
Another rock hovered in front of his face and he gulped. "Uh… just looking for some company?" Suddenly Beast Boy was hugging the hallway carpet as a door slammed behind him.
He stood up and brushed himself off, rubbing the side of his head. His feet dragged him to the last door and his hand automatically punched in the four digit code. He walked in without bothering with the light and collapsed onto the bed against the wall, letting out a content sigh as his muscles relaxed. He delicately shifted himself so that the good side of his head rested on the pillow, letting him stare into the dark room.
The brush of a page turning reached his ears and his eyes searched for the source. Raven sat in a plush royal blue armchair, her elbows propped on the arms and a book resting in her lap. A robe hung over the back, matching the shade of her lavender pajama pants. She took in the page before flipping to the next one.
Beast Boy let out a yawn. "Morning Raven." She nodded once without looking up. After a minute she turned off the lamp next to her, the book slamming shut in her lap. Raven stood up and walked towards her bathroom, disappearing from Beast Boy's view. Light drifted into the room from the doorway. "Uh… Rae? What're you doing?"
She came back out and flipped off the light, sitting on the bed near Beast Boy. He shuddered involuntarily as a cold washcloth full of ice barely rested on his head. "Putting ice on that bump."
"How'd you know I-" Beast Boy rolled his eyes at the stupid question. "Thanks." He tried to look at her, but the ice kept his head from shifting and she remained just beyond his reach. "So… tired?" Though he couldn't see it, he knew that she rolled her eyes. "Me either. …What do you want to do?"
Raven lifted the icepack and ran her fingers through his hair, feeling for the bump. "Why do you always have to be doing something?"
"Why don't you ever do anything?" He felt her hand heal the skin, but the headache remained.
"I like to spend my time thinking."
"Ouch." He sat up, their bodies facing each other, "so… I guess I choose the activity? Halo?"
"No."
"Cards?"
"How about something that doesn't include light?"
Beast Boy tilted his head to the side, confusion crossing his face. "What? Why? Oh, my headache. Right." His eyebrows lifted. "Wanna make out?"
"No. But I like how you snuck it into the conversation."
"Thanks, I've been working on it. …Rock paper scissors?" Raven looked at him. "Can't see, got it. Uh… truth or dare?"
"No way."
Beast Boy frowned and leaned back on his arms. "Why not? We've done everything else in the past two years. Well… except for making out."
"Because there's only two of us and the game's stupid."
Beast Boy nodded, "I've got some jokes I could tell…"
Raven paused in thought. "Why do you tell so many jokes?"
Beast Boy sighed and shrugged. "Want to go egging or write 'call me' on a car window with a marker?"
"No."
"Ok, here's one we haven't done in awhile; sit and enjoy each other's company without all of the stupid conversation?"
Beast Boy lifted up the pillow and set it against the backboard behind him, leaning back against it. Raven wordlessly got up and sat beside him, their shoulders touching. After a few seconds Beast Boy slipped his arm around her shoulder. His thumb and fingers found her skin and he lazily caressed the flesh, enjoying the tingle he still received every time he touched her.
A book flew up from Raven's desk and smacked into the side of his head. "Ow! What was that for?"
"Sorry, I guess I just lost control of my powers for a second."
"Just for that I'm not moving my arm."
"Beast Boy, don't make me hit you again."
"I thought we weren't talking." The book lifted off of the bed and landed in Raven's hand. Beast Boy eyed it warily, "your wordless threats don't scare me- OW!"