Hey everybody! Thank you so much for the reviews! They were so nice! Hands everyone a biscotti Hoo-rah! You know what? I like Beats so much, I might actually write a spin-off fic all about him and Jaime! It would be pointless and annoying BUT IT WOULD HAVE BEATS! YAAAAAAY!!! Oh yeah, and for future reference, Beats wasn't hitting on Raven. That's why I made the point if saying he was in his 20's. He was just being friendly. Now that I am back in the swing of things, we can skip the formalities and head straight to the meat! YAY MEAT!

Raven had been walking rather quickly, simply because she couldn't stand to be around Carden anymore. Common sense would call for her to just fly off and head home, but she didn't want to draw anymore attention to herself, and plus, she was not rude enough to abandon someone she was on a supposed date with. So here she was, practically running, with her arms crossed firmly over her stomach and wearing a scowl that could make grown men cry.

Beast Boy was, to say the least, enjoying this. The tables had turned, and Raven's affection for Carden seemed to be waning. By the looks of things, he would have Raven by the end of the week. He watched over them eagerly as a squirrel as Carden trotted up alongside Raven.

"What's your deal?" he asked impatiently, sidestepping her so he now blocked her path. She scowled at him and grudgingly stopped, digging her nails into her arms in anger.

"MY deal? Correct me if I'm wrong, but I wasn't the one acting like a steroid induced conceited macho BASTARD. The fault lies all in you." She turned her back to him and her grimace intensified.

Carden sighed, ruffling his hair and slouching against the tree Beast Boy happened to be residing in. The shape shifter glared menacingly at him, but it was lost in his furry, puffed-up squirrel cheeks.

"Ok, look, I know I haven't been the coolest person tonight, and I-I'm sorry." Raven raised an eyebrow and allowed her eyes to travel back to him. "I've kinda been in a funk lately, so I'm a little ornery."

"A LITTLE?" She quipped, and she pinched her skin to the point of bleeding.

Beast Boy smirked at this remark. "That's it, Rae." he whispered. "Get rid of him. He's deadweight. Date me instead. I'm cute, lovable, and downright infectious!"

Carden sighed and pulled the cigarette out from behind his ear. He let his fingers fondle the smooth white cylinder, before stuffing his hands in his pocket. Unfortunately, he hadn't thought that doing so would split the item in half, spilling the tobacco contents all in his pocket. He cursed softly to himself and pulled out the cloth lining, swatting at it clumsily. Beast Boy snickered, but it was short-lived when he realized Raven was doing the same. Her laugh, however, wasn't evilly pointed at the goth boy's expense as his was.

She held out a glowing black hand as her eyes flashed that familiar white, and the tiny pieces of brown were encased in energy and floated upward of their own accord. They hovered in the air momentarily, before shooting out towards the ocean and out of view. Carden examined his now-clean pocket and stuffed it back into his pants, giving Raven a thankful smile.

"You just laughed, didn't you?" he asked slyly, taking a step towards her. Raven's glance shot sideways and away from him as she uncomfortably shifted her weight from foot to foot. Beast Boy's jaw dropped and he viciously shook his head from side to side.

"No no NO! Raven, c'mon don't start to like him again! You know he's a jerk! GO WITH THAT!" he violently whispered. She didn't hear him, and instead gazed up at Carden with an extremely uncharacteristic blush. "STOP DOING THAT!" he mentally shrieked. "OH, COME ON! WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU?!"

Carden leaned in once again so his face drifted only a few inches away from hers. She drew a gasp and pulled her hood up as a nearby bench melted slightly. "So...are we cool?"

Raven was skeptical. She was never one to give away her trust easily. How could she be expected to forgive him so quickly? It would take him a while to win her back over, wouldn't it?

There was something about him that made her feel...special. Her animosity towards him suddenly melted away. She internally slapped herself; this WASN'T supposed to happen. She wasn't supposed to be wooed with a smile and a cute accident. ('There's that stupid word again! I must make a mental note to permanently remove it from my vocabulary.') What was wrong with her?

With a sigh, she reluctantly let out a drawn out "Yeaaaaah." He grinned and opened his arms as if he was going to embrace her, but she held up a hand to block him. "You still can't touch me." she ordered coldly, warding him off from any more displays of affection. He bore his palms in innocence and took a step back.

"Fine by me. So, you still up for a movie?" She swiftly nodded, and proceeded in the direction of the theatre. Carden smirked to himself, winning Raven back over was easier than he thought. He laughed haughtily and made a motion to leave, but something struck him in the back of the head. Hard. He visibly winced at the pain and raised a hand to the wound out of instinct, and turned to find the culprit. His narrowed eyes scanned the scene, and discovered a small acorn at his feet. He bent and picked up and looked over to the tree it may have fallen from. Instead of seeing a snot nosed kid with a slingshot (as he expected) Carden saw a squirrel, innocently nibbling on a piece of bark. He glared at the animal before going on his way again.

His abruptly paused in his steps.

Since when were squirrels green?

Raven stared up at the multiplex deep in thought. She brought a hand to her chin and wondered what she should see as she squinted against the blaring brightness of the marquee. Her choices were limited; the movies showing were either slap-stick comedies or lacking-in-the-law-of-physics action, neither of which exactly appealed to her.

A palm grazed across the small of her back, jolting her out of her mind and causing her to jump a little in surprise. Raven's head swiveled about her neck as she searched for whoever DARED to touch her. Amethyst eyes met black, and were quickly narrowed as she met her culprit. A dry laugh escaped Carden's dull lips. Raven crossed her arms once again, glaring menacingly at him. She was agitated, but since technically he didn't show any PDA and was merely greeting her, she couldn't blast him into oblivion. Plus, he was paying.

"So, what do you want to see? 'The Thing That Ate San Francisco,' or 'New York, New AHHH!!!'"

Raven visibly cringed; she had been avoiding horror flicks since her 'Wicked Scary' incident. Who would have thought the Goth Princess would spook so easily? Her eyes darted apprehensively between the two colorful posters. One depicted a pair of slimy hands holding up the Golden Gate Bridge sandwiched by two slices of bread. The other showed the Statue of Liberty with a healthy chunk of her side missing. Her expression had taken on one of horror, and she clutched her torch to her chest protectively. Raven audibly gulped and bit her lower lip. If given the option, she'd rather NOT pee her pants.

"Uh..." she began, seeking for another alternative. Her dark eyes found salvation when she spotted another poster closer to the door. This one portrayed a young couple, presumably European, holding each other seductively beneath a glowing spotlight. The girl had been dipped, her leg raised and pointed in the air, and her partner balanced her with his strong arms. It appeared as if then had just concluded a sultry dance number.

Raven breathed a sigh that was a meld of relief and defeat; sure, she loathed romance films with a passion, but anything was better than 'It Came From Milwaukee...and KILLED!!!'

"Actually," she stated slowly, trying her best not to look suspicious. "I was thinking we could see that." She pointed to the respective poster and Carden's exposed eyebrow flickered up in shock.

"Really? Y-You wanna see that? His disappointment was evident in his voice and Raven suppressed a smirk as she nodded in the affirmative. Carden's face twisted in thought as he hunted for a good excuse. "But....it's....FOREIGN! And neither of us knows Portuguese!"

Raven's eyes hooded over in irritation. "We don't HAVE to do anything. I have no problem just going home." She hovered in the air to illustrate her point, but Carden snagged her wrist and pulled her down.

"No, don't do that." He sighed, and offered a small smile. "I'm sorry. Hey, we don't I get the tickets and you go wait inside." His voice dripped with feigned sincerity, but Raven bought it nonetheless and disappeared into the deserted theatre. Carden let his eyes explore her backside for a moment or two before retrieving a crumpled twenty dollar bill from his back pocket. He smoothed it out and set it on the ticket booth's counter, sliding it under the glass to the cashier.

The boy had inadvertently heard Carden and Raven's entire conversation, and fetched the tickets without delay. He accumulated the change as he glanced back at the cloaked girl, who was politely dealing with a rabid fan of hers.

"Cute girl." he murmured to the goth, recounting the bills before meeting his customer's eyes. "Friend of yours?"

"A Titan." Carden spoke with an air of boastfulness, like she was some type of rare trading card as opposed to a girl. The boy's eyes widened in astonishment.

"Really." He said, genuinely impressed. "Raven, right? Huh, she never struck me as the dating type."

"Yeah, well, we're not exactly dating. In fact, between you and me," he gestured him to lean in closer and spoke in a hush. "I don't really have any intention in dating her."

An eyebrow lifted in suspicion. "Then why are you taking her out?" Carden flicked his hair out of his eye, only to have it fall back into place.

"To get her to trust me."

"And after that?"

Carden's thin lips curled up in an awful, knowing grin. "I think you know what happens after that." He began to laugh, wiggling his eyebrows and nodding suggestively. The boy joined him meekly and slipped the change accompanied with the two tickets back under the window.

"Enjoy the show." he said curtly, desperate the end the conversation. Carden muttered a thanks and met up with the telepath inside, missing the look of disgust the cashier shot him.

Across the street, a small green dog crouched next to a parking meter gasped, then growled. He had heard the entire thing.

"I knew it. I KNEW it! That bum is just using Rae to get some ass! That- That JERK! And she doesn't even know! I have to stop him!" He leapt up into the air, reemerging from the darkness as a bird and soared gracefully towards the entrance.

Starfire giggled as Robin's arm managed to loop its way though hers and she leaned her head onto his shoulder as they walked. This resulted in a streak of crimson running across his nose, to which Starfire laughed even more.

"You really are adorable when the blood rushed to your face." she whispered, causing his cheeks to flush deeply. Starfire beamed and raised a hand to ruffle his ebony locks. He chuckled and pulled her in closer.

"Well, I try." he responded, resting his hand in the bend between her forearm and her bicep. His brow then furrowed with confusion as he looked her up and down. "Hey, since when am I taller than you?"

Starfire glanced up, and then realized she was looking UP at Robin. She raised her eyebrows slightly at the thought. "I...do not know..." She quickly dismissed the idea and returned to her previous position. "It matters not."

Robin smiled down at her, gently rubbing her arm affectionately. Starfire laughed a little, and brought her beverage up to her mouth to drink. Her full lips sucked unmercifully on the straw, and for the first time in his life, Robin found himself envying a piece of plastic. She peaked open a previously closed eye and pulled the drink away, smiling.

"You are certain you do not want a sip of my Banana and Liver Smoothie?" Starfire asked, holding the concoction just beneath Robin's nose. He was repulsed by the idea of the combination-that-should-not-exist, the scent alone made him want to vomit. He held his breath and clenched his teeth, forcing a grin on his otherwise horrified face.

"Y-Yeah Star. I'm pretty full anyway." He patted his stomach, and mentally sighed in relief when she took it away.

"May yourself be suited." she said with a shrug, and resumed drinking it. Robin winced a little as he watched her guzzle it down.

"And I'm gonna be kissing her later." he thought mournfully. "Note to self- Give Star gum."

He somehow managed to dismiss the event and authentically smiled at his girlfriend. "So," he said, drawing her attention. "I picked where we ate, it's only fair you pick what we do next."

Starfire's gaze thoughtfully traveled to the side, before shooting back to him with an excited gleam. "I believe a venture to the cinema would be most enjoyable!" she exclaimed, her voice unknowingly moving up in volume. Robin laughed and agreed.

"Alright, the movies sound fun. There's a theatre right over there, what do you want to see?"

Starfire's pretty face was bright with pleasure, and she turned quickly to the glowing marquee on the opposite end of the street. Suddenly, she paled, and the smoothie she held slipped from her now-slack grip.

"How common are green sparrows on this planet?" she questioned, her voice soft with fear. Robin rested a lone finger pensively on his jaw.

"I don't think I've heard of it. Is that the one starring Adam Sandler?"

"NO Robin!" she practically shouted. Her hand flew to his face and she clutched his cheeks with her thumb and remaining fingers. The force caused his lips to purse out comically. "I meant LOOK!" Starfire pushed his head in the direction she was facing, and immediately Robin saw the cause of alarm. He watched disbelievingly as a bird, which was definitely a distinct shade of emerald, fluttered towards the theatre behind a tall, goth boy. Starfire's hand dropped back to her side, and Robin turned towards her, his jaw past his knees.

"He wouldn't."

"He could not."

They watched as the bird drifted up for a moment, before shooting back down and into the open door the boy was holding. Robin and Starfire exchanged glances.

"He did." they said in unison. Without another word, they jumped off the curb hand in hand in a mad rush to stop their deranged friend.

Beast Boy was sure to float just behind Carden and Raven, now as a mosquito. If he were any bigger, he would be detected and his night would be over, as well as his life. Plus, he needed to make sure he could slip into the room without having to reopen the door. He glared down at Carden for the 8 millionth time that night. As tempted as he was to sting him and leave a very VERY nasty bump, he decided against it. The last thing he needed was attention.

Carden held the theatre door open for Raven, acting as if he were the perfect gentleman. Beast Boy gagged and fluttered just after his head. The dark boy didn't notice, and the thick door closed behind the three with a click.

Bulls eye.

Beast Boy zipped to the last row and landed softly on one of the seats. The movie had already started, and the theatre was completely empty. Raven settled down into the cushion and Carden followed suit, both of them completely unaware that Beast Boy was only 7 rows behind them. For the first time that evening, Beast Boy shifted back to his human form, tightly clasping the seat in front of him. He gritted his teeth and let a deep growl roll from his throat. He drew a silent breath, and changed to a rat, skittering up one row before reverting to a human.

Raven had this thing where she HAD to sit in the middle of the theatre. Not even just the middle a random row, she had to be in the direct center of everything. She didn't know why. It was a mental thing. She leaned back against the seat, ignoring the nagging feeling in the back of her head that told her how many germs were there. She was fully intent on enjoying the movie, until she heard some annoyed fidgeting beside her.

"What?" she asked, irritated. He scoffed.

"How am I supposed to know what they're saying?! It's a different language!"

She wanted to slap herself. She pointed indifferently at the screen. "See those little white squiggles? They're called subtitles. Read them, that is, assuming you can read." Her tone was full of ice, and he immediately shut up. She propped an elbow up on the armrest and cradled her cheek in her palm, wishing the night would move faster.

Beast Boy was 3 rows behind them now. In the back of his mind he was screaming in protest, and with reason. He had no idea what he was doing. The original plan was to just observe from a distance all night, yet he now found himself closing the gap rather quickly. He didn't even fully know what he was going to do when he reached them, he just KNEW he had to get Raven out of there. Fast. He just wanted her to be safe. 2 rows now. No turning back.

The movie was surprisingly good. Instead of a plotless romance film like Raven had expected, it turned out that the tango dancing that frequently appeared was a allegory to life. The movie was very intellectual, and Raven smiled. She was enjoying this.

Suddenly she felt a drastic spike in her emotional energy field. Jealousy. Concern. Guilt. Love. They flooded into her like a tidal wave, and their force was so powerful that Raven was pressed flat against her chair, gasping for air and squeezing the life out of the armrests. She slammed her eyes shut and tried to even her breathing, thrusting away the influx of feeling. With concentration, they dispersed, and she felt her body return to normal.

What was THAT?! Somebody's emotions were running so high that she could feel it with them. It was a rare power that Raven seldom used, it was like a sense of premonition. The person in question had been building those emotions for some time, and it seemed that they had climaxed they were strong enough for her to perceive. That meant...someone else was there.

She stole a glance backwards, and found nothing. Suspicious and slightly frightened, she turned back around. Carden peered over with actual concern.

"Hey, you ok?" he asked quietly.

Raven took a small, quick breath of air; the tingling sensation the emotions imprinted on her had not left yet. Whoever was following her was still there. Ok, she was a little scared, but she just chalked it up to the creepy fan in the lobby from before. Yeah, that's it. Must be him.

"Yeah." she finally replied, and cautiously settled back in her seat.

He. Was. Right. Behind. Her.

She knew he was there. Or she knew someone else was there. She almost caught him, if he hadn't ducked she would have seen. He was getting anxious now, scared even. His plan had been to beat the beJebus out of Carden and explain to Raven later. Sure she would be pissed knowing he followed her, but once she found out how much he cared about her and Carden's actual intentions, she would rejoice and welcome him with open arms and then date him. Maybe she'd even bake him a cake. He smiled at the thought.

This was the moment. He straightened his back to make himself as tall as he could and raised his arms high above his head. He exposed his fangs and hissed slightly, his eyes slim with anger. This was it. Carden was dead.

A hand clamped over his mouth. Hard. A strong arm looped around his waist as another hand snagged the back of his shirt. Before he realized what was going on, he found himself soaring at impossibly speeds upward and out the door. He couldn't speak. He couldn't think. All he could do was watch as Raven grew further and further away.

This time both Raven and Carden whipped back around to see what had caused the sudden noise. Nothing was there. All that they saw was the swinging door of the theatre letting light in and blocking it out over and over before finally clicking shut again. They exchanged a confused glance, shrugged, and resumed watching the movie.

Beast Boy landed on the cement with a thud. His captor had dropped him with great force, and he moaned in pain. But his cries were muffled by the hand that still was attached to his mouth. He glared at him, but the present light now made a fact clearly visible. The hand was covered in a glove. A bright green glove.

Uh oh.

His eyes were round in fear as it released him, and Robin stood to join the hovering Starfire. They both crossed their arms and stared down at him in shame and anger. Mostly anger. This was bad.

"Uh...hi?" he asked meekly. Starfire's eyes flashed their eerie emerald and she cracked her knuckles. Robin leaned in towards the boy threateningly, shaking his head slowly.

"You...are in A LOT of trouble."

"Ow ow ow ow ow ow OW-WA!!!!"

The trek home had been less than pleasant. Starfire did not trust Beast Boy to keep up with them, thinking he would fly off and hide from their wrath. This, of course, was totally true. So instead of him morphing, he was forced to stay in human form as she dragged him by the ear all the way back to the Tower. And she WALKED.

The couple reached the Tower and stormed into the living room, with Beast Boy (literally) in tow. Starfire had been using what she called 'The Tamaranian Grip of Bad-ness' with was like a combination of a clam slamming shut on you and a tom of bricks landing. On your ear. And it really hurt.

The living room was deserted, since Cyborg had left to charge for the night. Beast Boy had been rocking in a fetal position for the last 5 minutes, groaning softly to himself. In on gruff motion, Starfire yanked him up to eye level, causing him to squeal in pain.

"STAR! That really hurts! I only get two ears, you know!" he whined.

"Would you like me to perform the procedure on the other ear?" she asked with an uncharacteristic fury in her voice. The pulling sensation was killing him, any long and his ear would rip off.

"NO! Please don't do that! I'll do anything!"

"Then if I release you, will you explain why you intruded on Raven's privacy?" Her long feminine nails dug deeper into the cartilage and twisted it into a position which ears should not be in. Beast Boy screamed.

"AHHHHH OK!! OK I PROMISE!! JUST PLEEEASE LET ME GO!!!" With a huff, she dropped him to the ground, and he squeaked in relief as he rubbing his throbbing appendage, whimpering softly. Starfire watched him with a glower, before releasing a quiet giggle.

"Hehe, if we were in prison, you would be my bitch."

Beast Boy gawked in surprise, his eyes wide and his mouth agape. Robin stumbled backwards a little in shock, but regained himself and looked her over in confusion.

"Starfire, WHERE did you learn that?!" he spoke as if he were speaking to his daughter as opposed to his girlfriend. Starfire locked her hands behind her back and tilted her head to one side, letting her gaze explore the ceiling innocently.

"HBO." she replied sweetly, and after another moment of pure astonishment, Robin shook his head and resumed glaring at Beast Boy.

"Back to you. What possibly possessed you to stalk Raven and her date?! Not to mention ruin our night out." This seemed to register with Star, because once she heard it she gave up to cute act and was once again mad. Beast Boy shifted uncomfortably under their stares.

"I-I just...look! I had to do it! That guy is a total creep-"

"Be that as it may, it does not give you permission to spy on friend Raven! You have broken the laws of friendship!"

"Not to mention the laws of the state." Robin added. Beast Boy sputtered, flabbergasted.

"I-I just, I thought maybe that if I followed her I could see what was so great about this guy and...make Raven like me. It's no different than what we did this afternoon!" Starfire lifted an eyebrow.

"What was done this afternoon?" She asked. Robin opened a mouth to answer, but was cut off by the shape shifter.

"We went into Rae's room and took a book! Robin said we'd be able to really get into her head and I could win her over!" Robin slapped his forehead.

"That's completely different! We were snooping for clues to AID you! We weren't completely disregarding Raven's feelings!"

"Hey! Last I checked you couldn't search without reasonable cause! That's still breaking the law!"

"YOU were the reasonable cause, you idiot! You wanted my help and I gave it to you! I thought you'd be smart enough to figure out what to do with the stuff I handed to you! Honestly, spying on a fellow member? You're lucky I don't suspend your ass."

Beast Boy folded his arms over his chest, knowing he was defeated. He grimaced at the floor and muttered to himself. "You're such a hypocrite." Robin caught this.

"What did you say?" he asked, his tone getting increasingly frightening. Beast Boy stared up at him with fire in his eyes.

"You heard me! I called you a hypocrite! You say it's wrong to spy on fellow members of the team but that doesn't stop you! I mean, look at all the times you watched Star chang-"Starfire raised her eyebrows and blinked in surprise as the rest of the changeling's sentence was cut off by a swift slam of Robin's hand closing his mouth. He hurriedly led the boy out of the room, his face now very, VERY red.

"Okwellthat'sallwehavetosayyoudobetternowandneverbringthatupagainandhaveanic enightokbye!"

And he threw him down the hall, panting in apprehensiveness. He sighed a little in relief and prepared to head off to bed.

"Ro-bin." An icy voice cut through the air, and he froze in fear. Slowly he turned backwards, where he saw Starfire watching him with narrow glowing green eyes. One arm was folded across her stomach and she used that hand to cradle her opposite elbow. That arm was held up, and her hand was twisted in an awkward position as a flashing energy orb took form in her palm. She drew a breath, and leaned the starbolt in the Boy Wonder's direction.

"What was the rest of Beast Boy's sentence?"

YAY it's done! Despite all my poopy computer's problems! Well, looks like BB got off pretty easy. At least he's not dead. But will he last? Dun Dun Duuuuun. So, as always, please review. They're like cookies rolled in chocolate. Thanks again!