Chapter Ten

 Synopsis:

Ever wondered what would happen if one of Raven's emotions was released into the real world? Well, when Raven decides to squash her love (and lust) for Beast Boy, things get a little wacky... Lust is sick of being ignored and forgotten, and so Lust captures Raven in her own mirror, and goes out into the Tower to get some freedom... sound good? Keep reading to find out what happens!

Introduction:

'Kay... I've been at flute camp recently. Sorry I haven't updated in so long! Awww! Well, here's Chapter Ten! Chapter Eleven is coming RIGHT AS YOU READ! I'm writing it as I'm uploading this. So. . . no worries! Oh, and thanks to my many reviewers! Sorry I haven't responded to all of your wonderful reviews! I will, though, after I write the fic, I'll have a special section, just for you!

Disclaimer:

I do not own the Teen Titans. If I did, Flute Camp would not last as long as it did (I know this as nothing to do with TT, but WHO CARES?). Rae would stay her amusing, purple self, and would be with Beast Boy. Of course. Star and Robin as well... and Cyborg would remain, as always, kickass.

Dedication:

To Laura, Tara, and Aero, my best friends, and to Alex, another best friend, who has helped me with this fic a lot. Also to all the Raven and Beast Boy supporters out there.

Hint For Chapter Eleven:

Dun dun duuuun! Lust goes back into the mirror. . . after a small encounter with Robin, Star, and Cy.

Quote Of The Chapter:

"Now, we must go and rescue Raven so that I can take over her mind and SMITE!"

Suddenly, without warning, Beast Boy froze in his tracks. "Wait," he said, turning to Happy, Rage, and Timid, "did you say a few seconds ago that Raven was in love with me?" The end of his phrase sounded more like a squeak than a word.

"Yup," Rage said boredly. "You should have realized sooner, doofus."

Beast Boy was still frozen in place, staring at the three emotions of his secret love in shock. "What? Hold on. . . the girl of my dreams is in love with ME? This is. . . amazing!"

Timid lowered her eyes. "We were afraid you wouldn't like us, so we didn't make Raven tell you. I didn't like the thought of rejection much. It scared me."

"Everything scares you," Rage drawled. "Now, we must go and rescue Raven so that I can take over her mind and SMITE!"

"No," Happy said, "we must bring JOY TO THE WORLD!"

Beast Boy was still in shock. Raven liked him. Raven liked HIM. RAVEN LIKED HIM! The words resounded in his head like a mighty thunderclap. He had only just realized how much this girl meant to him. . . now, he knew that he could never go back to the way things had been before. It was as if his whole life had changed in only a few days. Now, he couldn't live without Raven at his side, couldn't live without her heart.

"Let's go," Beast Boy said, his tone serious and concerned. "We have to save Raven. This is way too serious. No more joking around."

"No more joking around?" Rage said boredly. "No more joking around? You feeling alright, elf? You're the prankster prince!"

"This isn't a prank," he said, his eyes flashing. "Raven is in trouble, and we have to save her. Now, you three, show me where she is!" All three of Raven's emotions, even Rage, shut up and began walking.

The walk took a very short time, but it seemed to Beast Boy as if their trek to Raven was lasting hours. "We should speed up," he said to Rage, Happy, and Timid. "Who knows what could be happening to Raven!"

Rage did not answer, neither did Happy or Timid. They just kept on walking at their already rapid pace, completely silent. Then, Beast Boy saw it. A large, silver cage hovering a foot above the ground. Inside it was Raven, holding herself in her arms and glancing forlornly out of her cage. She peered through the bars, not spotting her rescue party yet.

Completely forgetting about Rage, Happy, and Timid, the green changeling rushed forwards, abandoning his guides and guardians to go and comfort the dark goddess that was sitting in the silver cage in front of him. Soon, his hands were on the bars, and his concerned green eyes were peering into her lavender ones. Slowly, slowly, he reached a hand through the bars, extending it towards Raven.

And then, a pale hand stretched out in return, clasping the green one. It was Raven's hand. She smiled slightly at the green boy and rubbed his knuckles with her thumb, shaking her head. "I don't know how you got here," she said, "but I'm glad you came."

Beast Boy looked at the lavender haired telepath and gave her a smile. Not his normal goofy smile, a real smile. "Do you know why I make jokes all the time?" Beast Boy asked Raven, his eyes sincere and trusting.

"Why?" Raven asked, not a hint of scorn in her slightly raspy alto tone.

"Because," Beast Boy said shyly, "I want people to like me. I try too hard sometimes. I'll even insult myself to get a laugh. Even if I know that my jokes will just get someone annoyed, I tell them anyway out of habit. I want so much to be liked after my past, that. . . I'll make fun of myself for the entertainment of others."

Rather startled by this frank statement, the telepath continued to massage his hand. "You know," she whispered to him, "you aren't really as much of an idiot as I thought. Underneath that whole jester façade, you seem like a really nice, intelligent person."

"Heh. . ." Beast Boy blushed. "Yeah, the whole joke thing is a painted mask. Or, at least, most of it is. I really do like playing video games with Cy. That part's real." He grinned rather sheepishly at Raven. "I just wanted to. . . I. . . well, I know that I have annoyed you in the past with my jokes, but. . . but. . . Oh hell, Raven, I love you!"