OK, I lied. So what! I really won't be back until august after tonight, though. I'll just do one more chapter before I go. Stephanie is gone, so I won't be spastic like I was before. I won't bother writing replies out to anyone on the story (unless I can't get back to them with e-mail) I'll just list them. Flames are good. They keep me warm. And they make candles smell good!

Stephanie: whispers in ear

Oh...uh huh... yeah... Oh! Thanks

I'll still accept flames, but don't just randomly explode. Even though the smell of blood IS kinda refreshing.... ACK!

Stephanie: shoots her with a tranquilizer

Stephanie: much better. I don't think she left anything out. All I gotta do is the disclaimer and the list of reviewers. Hey, what's this? picks up note: Here is the list of reviewers. How did you get here anyway Stephanie? No, M didn't write this note. M did. Well! That's convenient! Anyway, here goes:

Reviewers:

Raven A. Star

Wolfio- I couldn't find an e-mail address, so I'll reply here: Thank you so much for your support. I will try to make long chapters, (or as long as the last one) but I mostly just keep writing one chapter until I run out of ideas.

The Magician (Joseph

Spaz23

Gee? That's ALL!?!? C'mon, people! Disclaimer.....NOW!!

DISCLAIMER: no cell phone, no computer, no bed, no bedroom, no private island, no jet, no third- world country... Nope. Not even pocket lint. Oh, yeah. No teen titans. Happy, now?

PS:

"Talking"

'Thoughts'

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Raven was lying on her stomach in the middle of the floor of her room scribbling furiously. {snap}

'Damn!' Raven sharpened her pencil. While she was up, she looked at the clock on her wall. Then she looked at the rug burn on her elbows that was starting to bleed slightly. Her pajamas were nearly the only thing she ever wore that had short sleeves. 10:00PM. it had only been an hour since Starfire asked if she wanted dinner. The tower was totally silent. She looked down at what she had drawn, ignoring the pain in her arms. There, on the pad of notebook paper, were sketches of each titan. 'They aren't that bad, actually', she thought to herself. 'Really realistic' she sighed. The sketch of herself, of course, looked more like some sort of blimp, than anything else.

She picked it up and put it, along with the, pencils, and mini battery-operated pencil sharpener, into the bottom right drawer of her desk. Slowly, she walked downstairs to get some paper towels for her elbows. As she walked into the kitchen, robin was just finishing up with some microwave food. He didn't see her at first, but he kinda felt someone watching him, so he turned around and asked, "raven, what are you doing up?"

"I could ask the same thing of you"

Robin smiled. "I got hungry. You?"

"Hungry!? Do you know how much you ate for dinner, earlier?!"

'How many calories?! Carbs?! Fat?!' raven was surprised at her out burst. So was robin.

"Whoa, chill out raven. A guy's gotta eat. Besides, you still didn't answer my question!"

She held up her elbow. "Getting some napkins or something."

"What happened?" robin looked shocked.

"Nothing. I just got some rug burn."

"Uh...how did you say you got rug burn, again?"

"Never mind. Sheesh, robin."

Raven walked over to the paper towel dispenser and pulled out a few. Handfuls. She dampened them and held them to her elbows with the opposite hands. Robin just stared. Why did she seem a little... lost? Her outfit looked too big for her, and her eyes were just a little sunken. 'Maybe the clothes are new. Besides. If something were wrong, she'd tell me. Right?'

(A/n: ok, I just decided no flames. I don't know if I could handle coming home to an inbox full of angry e-mails. I am still taking constructive criticism, though. TO THE MAGICIAN GUY: I don't know how to fix the out of character thing, so I'll just do what I had been doing before. No offence.)

He watched raven walk out of the room with a huge wad of napkins. She was acting...different, though.

3 days of eating nothing but a total of: ONE medium-small bowl of plain lettuce, and bottles of water every now and then, later

Cyborg entered the kitchen to see that everyone (minus raven) was already there eating breakfast. Beastboy was helping himself to fake eggs, with fake milk, and fake sausage. He made a face in disgust.

"Bb, how can you EAT that?!"

"It's good. If you don't like it, fine. I give up. But I still won't eat your dead animals."

"A fine earth morning and friends Beastboy and Cyborg aren't arguing over their meal?!"

"Yeah, it kind of is weird isn't it, star?" robin said, grinning.

Beastboy just looked at him tiredly, and Cyborg hadn't been listening to beast boy's answer, or anything that came after. That wiped the grin off of robin's face. Beastboy NEVER acted this way....unless something was very, very wrong. And where was raven? For three days now, she had been coming out of her room less and less. She ate a salad of pure lettuce once for lunch with all of them. Once. Every day, she seemed a little more pale, a little more weak, a little more gone. Strange though it may seem, the clothes she had been wearing seemed to be getting bigger and bigger on her. Also, she hadn't worn her uniform at all. She slept more and more. When ever she did come down to the living room, she nearly always fell asleep on the couch. He wondered if she was getting sick. If she was, why hadn't she said anything? Thinking about raven ill made him sick and he wondered if some one should go check on her. He was suddenly thrown out of his train of thought.

"Something's wrong with raven."

"Huh?" robin said, stupidly.

"You heard what I said. Something's wrong. It seems like she's... i dunno... she's acting really weird." Beastboy replied.

"Raven IS really weird, bb." Came cyborg's opinion from the kitchen.

"Well, friend raven DOES seem a little thinner, yes?"

"Yeah.... I wonder if... no, that... she wouldn't...."

"What, Beastboy?" robin was really curious to know.

"I-I don't really think its true, but I don't think raven has been eating anything at all, except that bowl of salad, if you could call it that."

"Yeah, she always says that she already ate something or she is going out to eat at a café or something." Said Cyborg.

"Where is our friend? She is usually awoken by this time."

Just as Starfire finished speaking, raven came down the stairs and walked into the kitchen. As she passed Cyborg, he was just going into the dining room to eat his bacon. 'She looks like a ghost. I've never seen her so pale... or lost.' Raven was finally wearing her uniform again, but with slightly baggy sweat pants on over it. Her eyes looked empty and he gasped as she turned toward him. 'She MUST be sick. Why else would she look so thin and... fragile?' all she did was walk over to the refrigerator open it, and grab a bottle of water. She slowly turned and left just as silently as she had come in. Cyborg watched her go through the living room and back up to her own room without saying anything. Cyborg went back to the dining room and told the rest of the titans what had just happened.

AT LUNCH

Raven was looking in her mirror again. It was working. Her "diet" had caused her to lose a lot of weight. She held her breath as she stepped onto the scale. When the numbers topped changing, she looked down. 74lbs. She had lost 48lbs! This was amazing. Raven decided to celebrate by drinking some tea and having a sandwich for lunch. She was in the kitchen happily humming to herself when robin came in.

"What's up, raven?"

"Just making a sandwich. Want one?"

"Nah, Cyborg made lunch again. You missed it."

"Oh. Darn..."

Robin was relieved. Raven seemed to be doing better. Whatever illness she had was probably over, now. Absolutely nothing to worry about. He went to tell the others, but they had all gone to the kitchen to eat more lunch. Raven didn't like this. Now she had to eat in front of everyone. She was starting to feel like a pig. 'Still, they might not like it if they knew I hadn't been eating' she thought. She sat down with everyone else and took a bite of her sandwich. She started to chew, then swallow. Beastboy had been watching her and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw her swallow, and began to eat his own food. Raven made sure that no one was looking, and then slid the rest of her sandwich into her lap, piece after piece. When everyone had finished, she got up to leave, and put the sandwich into the garbage. About 30 seconds later, she heard robin say, "TITANS! TROUBLE!"

sorry about that cliff everyone. I ran out of stuff to say. Please RR. Ok bye.