Well, I'm back. I've had all of these one-shots for some time now, and have just been too lazy and too busy to submit them. Sorry. Enjoy! (dumb thing won't but this as bold....)
He was always alone now.
While everyone else in the tower had found someone, he stayed behind, lying on the floor, reading comics or playing video games, waiting for the others to come back from their dates.
Robin and Starfire had finally hooked up. They were a little surprise when they had announced it to the others; they had thought that they had kept their secrets well. But no one was surprised by their relationship. Everyone could see that from the start they cared about each other more than best friends could. What they were surprised about was that they had finally admitted it to each other, as the Titans had suspected that the denial would go on forever. All except him, of course.
Cyborg had the fame and stardom that the one alone had always dreamed of. Now Cyborg was the one that got a date three or four times a week, and Cyborg was the one who had fan mail come by the thousands. He was a little jealous of course, but that had past quickly. Now he was happy that his friend was so popular. He knew that he had been worried about how others saw him, and he was glad that he had gotten past that. So far Cyborg hadn't found the right person, but he was well on his way there.
Even Raven had found something. She want out on dates every once a week. She was never very happy about it, as she would rather stay at home reading, but went along with anyone who asked her anyway. He admired Raven for that, that she was so kind.
But he was always a little immature. And maybe that was why no one had ever asked him out, that no one had ever wanted to go on a date with him. At times, his depression would overcome him, and he would spend a miserable afternoon mulling over his flaws. After all, he would think, who would want to go out with someone green? Why would anyone want to kiss someone so immature? And then he would think about how ironic it was that everyone had thought that he was the one who would be in Cyborg's place, that he would be the one who was getting dates left and right. But times like these would pass, and he would once again put on a smile as the others filed in from their respective outings, asking them how their dates went, and trying to share their joy and happiness.
But there was always one regret that he had, and that was never asking out the one he loved. Raven. He knew that she would say yes; after all, she said yes to everybody. But he knew that he wouldn't settle for that. If she was going to say yes, he wanted it to be from the heart. He wanted it to be because she genuinely wanted to go out with him. And he knew that she wouldn't want to. Not truly. The best thing that he could do was comfort her when something went wrong on a date, and that was precisely what he did.
And so he waited. For the time where he would have enough courage to ask her out. For the time where he would finally feel the joy that everyone else seemed to have when going out, the feeling everyone else had seemed to have felt, all except him. And for the time where he wouldn't be so alone, the time where she would be reading silently with him, both of them waiting for the rest of the Titans to come home.