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Dedications: To Change-Of-Heart2, ScarlatAngel68, blackfire-the-best, soraoathkeeper, MintDragon, Alys, and everyone else from the same place that those guys are from. (You know who you are!)
The Gift
Beast Boy poked his head through the door and scanned the roof. There she was. Raven was levitating near the edge of the roof, meditating. Well, he assumed she was levitating. He couldn't really tell with that cape she was always wearing. And what did she ever do except meditate?
Satisfied that he had analyzed the situation correctly, Beast Boy took a fortifying breath and stepped out to join her.
"Hey, Raven," he said, walking up behind her. Even though she wasn't looking his way, he quickly hid the small bouquet of hand-picked pansies behind his back.
"What?" Raven replied, her usual cheerful self.
Beast Boy grimaced. Hookay. Not off to a great start. He kept walking until he was next to her. Flowers still behind his back, he rubbed his tongue over a canine tooth as he thought of how to turn the conversation around. At least turn it into a conversation, he thought. "Umm... today's the first day of spring," he commented finally.
Raven opened one eye and looked at him. Well, it wasn't really a look. More like a glare.
Suddenly uncomfortable, Beast Boy looked at the ground and rubbed his neck with his free hand. "Um... how about that crazy tradition of Star's, huh?" he laughed uncertainly. "Kinda weird, huh?"
Raven closed her eye and faced forward. "Giving flowers to celebrate the first day of spring is not that uncommon," she said.
He grimaced. "Yeah, I guess not." He leaned over slightly, trying to get a better look at her face, hoping to see some hint of emotion. "So, why didn't you accept any flowers, then?"
This question seemed to surprise her. Her eyes popped open and she looked at him fully. But she didn't say anything.
Beast Boy raised his eyebrows. "What? Don't you like flowers?"
Raven's eyebrows came together in a frown. "No, that's not it. I didn't accept flowers because none were offered. To me, anyway."
"What?" This time, it was Beast Boy who frowned. "But I saw Robin and Cyborg with a bunch of flowers. Are you telling me none of those were for you?"
Raven shrugged and faced forward again. "It's Starfire's tradition. They were just humoring her."
"Well, I guess so," he agreed. "But that's not really fair to you, is it?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Oh." Beast Boy brought the flowers out from behind his back and looked at them. "Well, here," he said, holding them out to her. "I got these for you, anyway."
Raven's mouth dropped open a little. Uncertainly, she accepted the bouquet. It was small; there were only five blossoms, all of them pansies. Each one was of a dark violet color with a midnight black center. They were tied together with a slim pink ribbon. The bow was a bit sloppy and the flowers still had a scent, so she knew the gift hadn't been bought. He had actually pick the flowers and made the bouquet himself.
It was surprising. No one had ever given her such a gift before. Flowers were a universal sign of affection, and no one had ever felt any of the softer emotions for her before.
Beast Boy had opened the door and was about to go inside when Raven's soft "Beast Boy" stopped him.
"Yeah, Raven?" he replied.
There was a short silence before her answer. "Thanks," was all she said.
Dedications: To Change-Of-Heart2, ScarlatAngel68, blackfire-the-best, soraoathkeeper, MintDragon, Alys, and everyone else from the same place that those guys are from. (You know who you are!)
The Gift
Beast Boy poked his head through the door and scanned the roof. There she was. Raven was levitating near the edge of the roof, meditating. Well, he assumed she was levitating. He couldn't really tell with that cape she was always wearing. And what did she ever do except meditate?
Satisfied that he had analyzed the situation correctly, Beast Boy took a fortifying breath and stepped out to join her.
"Hey, Raven," he said, walking up behind her. Even though she wasn't looking his way, he quickly hid the small bouquet of hand-picked pansies behind his back.
"What?" Raven replied, her usual cheerful self.
Beast Boy grimaced. Hookay. Not off to a great start. He kept walking until he was next to her. Flowers still behind his back, he rubbed his tongue over a canine tooth as he thought of how to turn the conversation around. At least turn it into a conversation, he thought. "Umm... today's the first day of spring," he commented finally.
Raven opened one eye and looked at him. Well, it wasn't really a look. More like a glare.
Suddenly uncomfortable, Beast Boy looked at the ground and rubbed his neck with his free hand. "Um... how about that crazy tradition of Star's, huh?" he laughed uncertainly. "Kinda weird, huh?"
Raven closed her eye and faced forward. "Giving flowers to celebrate the first day of spring is not that uncommon," she said.
He grimaced. "Yeah, I guess not." He leaned over slightly, trying to get a better look at her face, hoping to see some hint of emotion. "So, why didn't you accept any flowers, then?"
This question seemed to surprise her. Her eyes popped open and she looked at him fully. But she didn't say anything.
Beast Boy raised his eyebrows. "What? Don't you like flowers?"
Raven's eyebrows came together in a frown. "No, that's not it. I didn't accept flowers because none were offered. To me, anyway."
"What?" This time, it was Beast Boy who frowned. "But I saw Robin and Cyborg with a bunch of flowers. Are you telling me none of those were for you?"
Raven shrugged and faced forward again. "It's Starfire's tradition. They were just humoring her."
"Well, I guess so," he agreed. "But that's not really fair to you, is it?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Oh." Beast Boy brought the flowers out from behind his back and looked at them. "Well, here," he said, holding them out to her. "I got these for you, anyway."
Raven's mouth dropped open a little. Uncertainly, she accepted the bouquet. It was small; there were only five blossoms, all of them pansies. Each one was of a dark violet color with a midnight black center. They were tied together with a slim pink ribbon. The bow was a bit sloppy and the flowers still had a scent, so she knew the gift hadn't been bought. He had actually pick the flowers and made the bouquet himself.
It was surprising. No one had ever given her such a gift before. Flowers were a universal sign of affection, and no one had ever felt any of the softer emotions for her before.
Beast Boy had opened the door and was about to go inside when Raven's soft "Beast Boy" stopped him.
"Yeah, Raven?" he replied.
There was a short silence before her answer. "Thanks," was all she said.