KURAMA: You're sick. ::drops cookie::
Fine. Give it here, I'll eat it.
KURAMA: Eew.
You don't have to eat it, do you? Be happy. I'm going to eat it.
[Disclaimer: This is between you and me, but I know this guy who knows a guy who sells TV shows like this. Expensive, but worth it. Go check him out. He's where I got Kurama, but technically that's only a lease.]
"Why?" Raven could feel the tears welling up again in her eyes, and failed at keeping one from sliding down her cheek.
"Raven, why did you do this to yourself?" Beast Boy's voice was soft. His eyes were filled with concern. Lightning flashed again outside as Raven sought her words.
"Because...because I can't stand it."
"Can't stand what?'
"Everything. The stress Robin puts on us in training, my father, you, and—"
"Me? What did I do?" Tears were now flowing more freely down Raven's face and thunder boomed outside without startling either of them.
"Nothing. But...I love you." Beast Boy blinked. He smiled a half-smile.
"I love you, too. And that's why I don't want you to cut yourself. You're hurting yourself."
Raven pulled her other hand out from under her cloak, the one that held the knife. She handed it to Beast Boy and took a deep breath.
"I'm not promising anything, but I'll try," she said, as if she was almost sad to see the knife be tugged out of her hand.
"I'll help you." She smiled as he wiped the tears away and lightning flashed, followed immediately by a resounding thunderclap. She sniffed back the remainder of her tears as Beast Boy leaned forward and planted a kiss on her forehead.
"I love you. Let's go back to bed." She nodded as they turned to go back to the hall that both of their rooms were in.
.
.
.
The next morning, it was still raining. Raven opened her lavender eyes and stared at her black ceiling. She felt even worse now that someone knew about her cutting. But she felt good at the same time because it was Beast Boy who knew...and he would help her stop.
But did she want to stop? It was almost as much of a high as drugs or alcohol—not that Raven would know what those highs were like, mind you—and it helped in some strange masochistic way to see her own blood. She could forget about everything for about five minutes, watching the blood seep out of her skin.
She looked at the clock; it was only five in the morning, yet she was fully awake. Raven wondered what Beast Boy was doing at that moment...
.
.
.
He hadn't slept at all since midnight, when they had returned to their rooms. There were good things about it: he knew how she felt about him now. However, this nowhere near overcame the bad: his friend, his teammate, the one person he cared for most in the world was hurting herself. Beast Boy didn't get it.
How could it possibly be worth it to hurt yourself like that? He couldn't imagine ever doing that to himself. He didn't know how she could do it. How long had she been cutting? How many times? Had she ever seriously thought about actually killing herself? (Well, the last one was a bit of a duh...if she didn't want to die, why was she cutting herself in the first place?)
Beast Boy rolled over onto his back and stared at his ceiling. He loved her. She loved him. She cut herself. He would help her stop. They would both be happy in the end.
He hoped.
.
.
.
Beast Boy played gamestation all morning with Cyborg until the power went off around noon.
"I was winning, too!" lamented the green one.
"So what now?" asked Robin from the couch where he had been watching their game. "Pizza? Looks like the rain's slacked off a little; it was the lightning that knocked out the power."
"Yeah, pizza sounds good. I'll get the car ready," said Cyborg.
"You coming, guys?" Robin said. Starfire stepped forward.
"I would be glad to come!" she said, skipping out after Cyborg. Robin raised an inquiring eyebrow in Beast Boy and Raven's direction. Raven looked up from her book long enough to say in a deadpan voice, "Pass. I'm not hungry."
"I'm gonna stay here in case the electricity comes back on while you're gone and I can play against the machine so that when Cyborg gets back I can smoke him!" said Beast Boy, settling down on the floor next to the gamestation. Robin shrugged. "Suit yourselves." He turned and left.
"You didn't stay behind for the power to come on, did you?" asked Raven, turning a page in her book. Beast Boy smiled faintly. "No. Not exactly." Raven closed her book and put it down.
"I'm glad I found out," said Beast Boy. "I don't want you to do that to yourself, Rae." They sat for a minute or two, listening to the rain outside. Lightning flashed over the bay, followed not ten seconds later by a loud thunderclap.
'And I'm glad I found out someone loves me, but how do I say that?' Raven thought, but Beast Boy kept talking and she realized that she didn't need to say it.
"And...I'm glad I found out how you feel about me."
"Me too."
"Have you decided to tell anyone else about your cutting?" he asked softly. Raven drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, resting her head on top.
"No. I don't want anyone to know." Beast Boy sat down beside her on the couch.
"Can I...uh, can I see your arm again?" he asked tentatively. She pulled back her sleeve, not at all hesitantly this time. He looked at the line of cuts, and the ones that had healed above them, the ones that had become light pink scars. He ran his fingers over them, from her shoulder downwards.
Raven inhaled sharply as he reached the one from the night before; it was tender, being not healed as much as the others. Beast Boy dropped her hand as a particularly loud chorus of thunder startled him.
With a flicker and the soft whirring sound of the AC kicking in, the power came back on. Raven pulled her sleeve back down as if the light would reveal it to everyone on the face of the earth.
"So...you wanna watch a movie?"
[A/N: Whee...the power really is out here. I have a laptop, so I can still write. I think I'll do just that. What movie will they watch? I'm leaning towards The Ring, because that is my favorite movie EVER, but I'm also kind of edging closer to Paulie, because I love that movie too. Oh well. I guess we'll just see...
KURAMA: You are quite a twisted person, you know that?
What?
KURAMA: Kidnapping me, threatening readers, and now giving characters mental problems and self-destructive habits!
So? Mental problems and self-destructive habits are part of my life whether you have any say in it or not, fox-boy.
KURAMA: You're hopeless.
Thank you.
KURAMA: That was not a complement.
So?
KURAMA: Nevermind.
Fine. Give it here, I'll eat it.
KURAMA: Eew.
You don't have to eat it, do you? Be happy. I'm going to eat it.
[Disclaimer: This is between you and me, but I know this guy who knows a guy who sells TV shows like this. Expensive, but worth it. Go check him out. He's where I got Kurama, but technically that's only a lease.]
"Why?" Raven could feel the tears welling up again in her eyes, and failed at keeping one from sliding down her cheek.
"Raven, why did you do this to yourself?" Beast Boy's voice was soft. His eyes were filled with concern. Lightning flashed again outside as Raven sought her words.
"Because...because I can't stand it."
"Can't stand what?'
"Everything. The stress Robin puts on us in training, my father, you, and—"
"Me? What did I do?" Tears were now flowing more freely down Raven's face and thunder boomed outside without startling either of them.
"Nothing. But...I love you." Beast Boy blinked. He smiled a half-smile.
"I love you, too. And that's why I don't want you to cut yourself. You're hurting yourself."
Raven pulled her other hand out from under her cloak, the one that held the knife. She handed it to Beast Boy and took a deep breath.
"I'm not promising anything, but I'll try," she said, as if she was almost sad to see the knife be tugged out of her hand.
"I'll help you." She smiled as he wiped the tears away and lightning flashed, followed immediately by a resounding thunderclap. She sniffed back the remainder of her tears as Beast Boy leaned forward and planted a kiss on her forehead.
"I love you. Let's go back to bed." She nodded as they turned to go back to the hall that both of their rooms were in.
.
.
.
The next morning, it was still raining. Raven opened her lavender eyes and stared at her black ceiling. She felt even worse now that someone knew about her cutting. But she felt good at the same time because it was Beast Boy who knew...and he would help her stop.
But did she want to stop? It was almost as much of a high as drugs or alcohol—not that Raven would know what those highs were like, mind you—and it helped in some strange masochistic way to see her own blood. She could forget about everything for about five minutes, watching the blood seep out of her skin.
She looked at the clock; it was only five in the morning, yet she was fully awake. Raven wondered what Beast Boy was doing at that moment...
.
.
.
He hadn't slept at all since midnight, when they had returned to their rooms. There were good things about it: he knew how she felt about him now. However, this nowhere near overcame the bad: his friend, his teammate, the one person he cared for most in the world was hurting herself. Beast Boy didn't get it.
How could it possibly be worth it to hurt yourself like that? He couldn't imagine ever doing that to himself. He didn't know how she could do it. How long had she been cutting? How many times? Had she ever seriously thought about actually killing herself? (Well, the last one was a bit of a duh...if she didn't want to die, why was she cutting herself in the first place?)
Beast Boy rolled over onto his back and stared at his ceiling. He loved her. She loved him. She cut herself. He would help her stop. They would both be happy in the end.
He hoped.
.
.
.
Beast Boy played gamestation all morning with Cyborg until the power went off around noon.
"I was winning, too!" lamented the green one.
"So what now?" asked Robin from the couch where he had been watching their game. "Pizza? Looks like the rain's slacked off a little; it was the lightning that knocked out the power."
"Yeah, pizza sounds good. I'll get the car ready," said Cyborg.
"You coming, guys?" Robin said. Starfire stepped forward.
"I would be glad to come!" she said, skipping out after Cyborg. Robin raised an inquiring eyebrow in Beast Boy and Raven's direction. Raven looked up from her book long enough to say in a deadpan voice, "Pass. I'm not hungry."
"I'm gonna stay here in case the electricity comes back on while you're gone and I can play against the machine so that when Cyborg gets back I can smoke him!" said Beast Boy, settling down on the floor next to the gamestation. Robin shrugged. "Suit yourselves." He turned and left.
"You didn't stay behind for the power to come on, did you?" asked Raven, turning a page in her book. Beast Boy smiled faintly. "No. Not exactly." Raven closed her book and put it down.
"I'm glad I found out," said Beast Boy. "I don't want you to do that to yourself, Rae." They sat for a minute or two, listening to the rain outside. Lightning flashed over the bay, followed not ten seconds later by a loud thunderclap.
'And I'm glad I found out someone loves me, but how do I say that?' Raven thought, but Beast Boy kept talking and she realized that she didn't need to say it.
"And...I'm glad I found out how you feel about me."
"Me too."
"Have you decided to tell anyone else about your cutting?" he asked softly. Raven drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, resting her head on top.
"No. I don't want anyone to know." Beast Boy sat down beside her on the couch.
"Can I...uh, can I see your arm again?" he asked tentatively. She pulled back her sleeve, not at all hesitantly this time. He looked at the line of cuts, and the ones that had healed above them, the ones that had become light pink scars. He ran his fingers over them, from her shoulder downwards.
Raven inhaled sharply as he reached the one from the night before; it was tender, being not healed as much as the others. Beast Boy dropped her hand as a particularly loud chorus of thunder startled him.
With a flicker and the soft whirring sound of the AC kicking in, the power came back on. Raven pulled her sleeve back down as if the light would reveal it to everyone on the face of the earth.
"So...you wanna watch a movie?"
[A/N: Whee...the power really is out here. I have a laptop, so I can still write. I think I'll do just that. What movie will they watch? I'm leaning towards The Ring, because that is my favorite movie EVER, but I'm also kind of edging closer to Paulie, because I love that movie too. Oh well. I guess we'll just see...
KURAMA: You are quite a twisted person, you know that?
What?
KURAMA: Kidnapping me, threatening readers, and now giving characters mental problems and self-destructive habits!
So? Mental problems and self-destructive habits are part of my life whether you have any say in it or not, fox-boy.
KURAMA: You're hopeless.
Thank you.
KURAMA: That was not a complement.
So?
KURAMA: Nevermind.