La cita de los Stones y después

The date of the Stones and afterwards

Raven and Cyborg got into the T-Car II, the one they had rebuilt together, and Cyborg sped them off into the night.

"So, what you girls talk about?" Cyborg asked trying to strike up a conversation. He wanted to keep Raven distracted so that she didn't see where he was taking her and he also wanted to know what the girls had talked about.

Raven looked at Cyborg and smiled. She ran her left hand lightly down his right arm before replying. "Oh, just girl stuff."

"You girls always use that excuse. Fine, before you ask Robin and I talked about guy things." Cyborg pause a moment to think about what he just said.

Raven laughed. An actual laugh that rung through out the car. It was so unexpected and wonderful sounding that Cyborg couldn't help but join in.

"That's not what I meant." Cyborg said after the two had calmed down.

"So what did you talk about?" Raven asked.

"Just about how Star and he are getting along. What about you girls, and don't give me that old standby excuse." Cyborg told Raven.

"Fine. We talked about Star's ring and about a present she wanted to give Robin." Raven responded.

"I see."

"So just where are you taking me for dinner?" Raven inquired. She was curious because Cyborg hadn't said anything about where they were going.

"Just a little place I know." Cyborg answered. He had had to pull a few strings and collect on a few favors to get a table on such short notice but Cyborg knew that Raven would love it. He was taking her to La Comida, the finest restaurant in town. The likes of Bruce Wayne, the Mayor, and other upper class people went there. The restaurant sat a top the Crystal Mall; another high class place, giving it a breath taking view of the city.

"And here we are." Cyborg said pulling up to the front of the massive skyscraper.

"You're kidding me." Raven looked over to Cyborg but he had abandoned the driver's seat and was already on his way to open her door.

Cyborg helped Raven out of the car before offering her his arm. "Shall we, my lady?"

Raven smiled and took his arm.

Cyborg gave his keys to a valet, got his ticket and made his way into through the giant glass doors into the building. They pair took an elevator, though it was tricky business since Cyborg alone weighed more then the recommend weight limit. Raven just used her powers to suspend Cyborg in the air while they went up. It was hard work not to laugh and loss her concentration; at every floor they stopped at people would stare at them with very confused and startled expressions. Of course it wasn't every day people got to see the Teen Titans out in public when they weren't fighting crime, but to see one of them suspended in the air by the other in an elevator was too much. After a few floors the couple even noticed that several people would run up to the floor up just to see them again.

This made progress very slow going and the two were trying to make it up to the 67th floor. In the end the crowd cleared out except for two kids, a boy and girl, who hopped in the elevator and went all the way up there with Cyborg and Raven. At the top the couple got out, signed a few autographs for the kids and sent them on their way back down.

"Now you know that this is going to make into the papers tomorrow. There's just no way to avoid it." Cyborg chuckled.

Raven was a little tired but she managed a smile.

Cyborg offered her his arm once more and once again Raven took it before the pair strolled into the reception area of La Comida.

"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Stone, welcome." The receptionist welcomed the two super heroes. Raven blushed at being called Mrs. but Cyborg didn't seem to notice.

"Thanks for having us at such short notice."

"The boss insisted that we take you. After all it is not very often we are graced with persons of your stature. Please come in, we'll have you seat momentarily."

Cyborg nodded and led Raven inside.

Tear sat in his room in the Teen Tower. Cyborg was right, he hadn't left. In fact he had set up camp there. He had just moved Jacob's, Maria's, and his own rooms into the part of the building that was rarely visited by anyone save Cyborg on his yearly routine maintenance of the place. He had Jacob finishing off what Cyborg had started, building him the armor that he would need. If his predictions were correct then Cyborg would be using the armor. His plans included Cyborg becoming a Dread Knight, selected humans that are give the best the Nine Hells has to offer in armory in exchange for loyalty and obedience. Cyborg would not bow to him, but to Raven out of his own love for her. His love would be her shield against the dark tide and in the end it would be that love that would place her on her throne. Of course the problem with planning the future was that there was never any certainty.

Maria had had a few visions of the Titans, broken up with mixed results. Beast Boy would be the sole remaining active Titan and would take name of the Changling. Robin and Starfire would marry and live normal lives in the city. Raven would retreat back into her shell of darkness and become secluded from the world. She would run and hide fighting off the Demonic forces that hound her. She would grow strong, almost strong enough to face Telir, her brother.

Cyborg would die. His death would be part of the reason Raven goes into seclusion. In his place a man wearing the midnight black of Dark Metal would take up Cyborg's charge and guard Raven without her knowledge. Who he was and how he obtained the precious metal Maria couldn't see but he would help Raven to the Blood Throne. However this dark man somehow knew of Tear, he would come after him, and with two green beams he would fall to a weapon he was not immune to. His death, his release from the world, would be by this man's hands.

Both futures ended in the same result; Raven as Queen of the unholy Hells. Still the second path bothered Tear. In 5000 years he had been in some control of his future. This second vision suggested that for once he would be unable to cope with a change in the future that he could not see.

The pair had been seated on the edge of the dancing floor. They had shared a few slow dances together; with each passing dance they had gotten closer together until on the last dance they had their bodies pressed against each other, Cyborg resting his head on her while she rested hers on his broad chest. They had an excellent view of the sparkling city below and were taking advantage of it as they rested and gazed out over the city.

Dinner had been excellent and now Cyborg and Raven were just talking as they shared a bottle of red wine. Cyborg knew that Raven wasn't old enough to legally drink but he figured who would know or really care? It wasn't as if there weren't lots of other kids in the world doing the same thing; having a beer here, a glass of wine there.

However Cyborg didn't know that Raven had as much alcohol tolerance as a mouse. Two glasses later her ears and cheeks were flushed red. That's when things got a little out of hand.

Raven leaned over the table to show off her cleavage, wine glass in hand, eyes half closed as she stared at Cyborg dreamily.

"You know I've alwaysss liked you." Raven slurred.

"Ok, no more for you." Cyborg said taking Raven's glass from her hand. She didn't notice and she rested her head in her hands. Or tried to. Raven's chin kept missing her palm.

Cyborg sighed. If he had known that Raven couldn't take any drink he wouldn't have gotten the bottle. He had figured that red wine wasn't that strong but Raven seemed to have no tolerance what so ever. Briefly Cyborg wondered if this was just her or if it was the same will other Demons but for now he had to get the check, pay, and get her home. To speed things along Cyborg went up to the front to pay leaving Raven in her seat. Raven didn't seem to notice and kept a steady stream of complements flowing to the empty chair. Things like "I always was attracted to big, strong men like you."

However when Cyborg returned to the table to pick up Raven she was no longer in her seat. In fact she was trying to stand up on the table. Fortunately her drunken state made her balance very terrible and she was only on her hands and knees, which was bad enough.

Muttering apologies all around Cyborg scooped Raven into his arms and carried her out of the restaurant. Not the best way to end a date but at least he got to have Raven in his arms, even if she was mumbling about how good he smelt. Cyborg chuckled to himself. He wondered just how much of tonight Raven would remember. It was very likely there would be an article in the paper that would help her remember in the morning.

The trek down was quiet for the most part. Raven had slipped off into sleep as Cyborg made his way down the 67 flights of stairs. Not wanting to jolt Raven too much Cyborg's pace was somewhat slow but it meant that he had more time to have Raven's lithe frame in his arms.

Halfway down the spiraling step Raven woke up.

"This is a bumpy ride." She commented groggily.

"Can't be helped." Cyborg replied softly.

A few moments silence passed before Raven whispered, "I love you."

Cyborg stopped in midstep and looked down at Raven, she was looking up at him, her head resting against his chest. "I love you too." Cyborg replied cautiously. Raven didn't seem to catch the caution in his voice and just closed her eyes again looking very content.

Cyborg figured that it was the liquor speaking. He wondered if Raven would remember tonight; remember saying those three painful words or the four syllables of his reply. He doubted it and so his had spoken his heart; he knew that he wouldn't ever have the courage to say that to a sober Raven. A sober Raven could go all Ice Queen on him; reject him, turn him down, shatter one of the few things in him that was still his. He knew that she as his other half but was he hers? What if she turned away from him and found her other half in someone else? Cyborg knew he wouldn't be able to take it and so he had stayed in status quo until tonight. The same status quo that had made him keep his physical and emotional distance for the last three, long years. But watching her grow up before his eyes had been too much and he had cracked. He had asked her out.

That single act was something he had been dying to do for an eternity and now that he had done it he knew what was inevitable. He had begun the cycle that he didn't want to go through. They would date some more, he knew that, and down the road they would get very close. Cyborg knew that Raven would wonder where they were going with their relationship. That far-flung event would lead to him spilling his heart out with only uncertainty as the surest thing when that time came. Until then he would just enjoy the time he had with her; his light, his angel, his only love.

At the bottom of the stairwell Cyborg was met with a bombardment of flashes. Somehow the entire media had gathered, bringing with it a massive crowd of fans and on-lookers, and were attacking him with photos and questions.

"Does this mean you are going steady?"

"When is the wedding?"

"How long has this gone on?"

"Why haven't we heard about this relationship until now?"

"Have you banged her yet?" That one came from some punk kid that was looking on.

"Is she comfortable with dating a half black robot?"

Half the crowd visibly recoiled and gasped at the reporter. She looked very nervous all of the sudden as the crowd went silent to hear Cyborg's reply.

"I'd like to say a few things." He said facing the cameras. He knew he was being recorded so he was going to put an end to any possible related questions. "What's your name?"

"Rebecca Johnson." The reporter answered in a small voice. She had completely lost her composure. "I was told to ask the question." She began to explain.

"I don't care who told you to ask that. Married? Kids?" Cyborg replied.

"Yes and expecting my first in 7 months." Mrs. Johnson answered.

"Congratulations. Come on people, give her a hand." At Cyborg's encouragement the crowd erupted into cheering leaving the reporter to blush for the camera.

"Does it bother you that a half black robot has been protecting you for the last three years?" Cyborg asked.

"No." Was the sheepish answer.

"Does it bother you that a black man is dating a white girl?"

"No. My…my husband is black. My editor told me to ask the question or I'd lose my job." Mrs. Johnson explained.

"Well you're editor is lucky because I'm in a good mood tonight. I'm a black, officially listed as handicapped, and a superhero. I'm sure I could sue your editor on one of those. Hey, Mr. Editor, if the girl is on the date with me, she must be okay with dating a mechanical black man, right? And if you ever have anything as disrespectful as that to say to me again, come and do it in person like a man. Don't hide behind a pregnant woman next time. Goodnight, Mrs. Johnson." With his little speech done Cyborg began to walk forwards once again only to find his path blocked by two policemen.

"Is there a problem I need to take care of?" Cyborg asked.

One of the cops took off his hat and turned it in circles. He was obviously nervous about what he had to say in front of a big crowd. "I'm Sgt. GreenWall, this is my partner Sgt. Billabog. Um, we're here to arrest you for giving alcohol to a minor."

Instantly boos rained down on the two cops who visibly flinched. They knew that Cyborg and Raven were superheroes, had selflessly defended the city for years and had massive fan bases. However they were dispatched to arrest Cyborg for his crime.

"Can I at least get her home?" Cyborg lifted Raven up a little to indicate her.

The two cops looked at each other and nodded. They figured that at the Teen Tower they could arrest him in peace. But they were wrong. Naturally the arrest of a superhero was very rare and therefore HUGE news. The entire media set that had been at the Crystal and the crowd followed the T-Car II and the squad car to the Teen Tower. By the time they got there the crowd had surpassed the status of mob and was simply a sea of people.

Cyborg climbed the stairs of the Tower and made his way to Raven's room. She whimpered when he placed her down. She reached out trying to pull herself close to his warm chest but Cyborg just tucked her under her blankets despite his own disappoint meant of not having her pressed against him.

Sighing Cyborg went to his room to change. He had to take off the silk noose that he had around his neck, the heavy suit coat, the shirt, the pants, shoes, and socks. Then he had to don his combat arms, legs, leggings, and breastplate. What few people knew, only Robin and himself, was that Cyborg was only missing 42 of his body, mostly just his arms and his legs up to his mid thighs. All the rest was him except for a few modifications to internal organs and of course his face. He had several pairs of mechanicals limbs in case of damage or emergencies. He normally wore his combat equipment; it took too long to change arms and legs from casual, which he had on now and lacked things like the sonic cannons or the fancy sensors, and his combat ones. The titanium leggings and breastplate were just to match up already metal appendages.

Once changed Cyborg made his way down into the mob. He was headed off to the local jail.

A/N: Ok I know this is shorter then the last two but the plot cuts here. I looked at the other 4 pages I have and they don't flow together well. This is the stopping point. But hey, the bright side is you guys get another chapter and maybe I can get another 11 reviews out of lot. 11 seems to be the magic number lately. Keep up the review length! Those were very nice, long, meaningful reviews. Loved them. Starfire's and Robin's night time activities is in the works. I just have to find the time to write the bloody thing. Don't expect any updates soon. The exam week every school going child knows and loves is drawing near, as is the dead line on a massive project. If anyone can explain to me the math in all of the physics behind the motion of the human knee you will be thanked most profusely. I do have 3 weeks off in December which means lots of free time but I have to go to Bangkok for medical reasons so that will take out at least one week. Hey, I'm right, Spanish is much more useful to learn then blasted French. How many people know it or are learning it? Estudié para cuarto años solomente y estoy seguro que mi gramatica es muy terrible. Que lastima y esta muy triste pero siempre tenia problemas con languas. Practico en mi casa mucho; mi madre, mi hermana y yo hablamos español juntos pero es más como Spanglish. One last thing. I need the real names of everyone! I know Cyborg's already as is apparent and I am aware of the uncertainy about Robin. Still whoever gets me his one of his names first will be the one used. I need it for the wedding since I can't marry them as Star and Robin. Well I could but I would miss the fun of writing a wedding and you would miss the fun of reading it. Now surely you can react to all of this, can't you? Or the bashing in the responses. Hasta luego y chao.

BlackShield: TOUCHDOWN! GOAL! TRY! SCORE! WHATEVER! Now that is a bloody review! Can you people please take a look at what this lady has written? A meaningful and long review that reflects on the fic and expresses her views on a few things. Thanks for the heads up on TeenTitansGirl14. Am I the first person to say you've converted me to CyRae? How can that be? Your writing is so much better then mine. I hope you enjoyed the date part, I know you probably expected more on the actual dinner, dancing and talking but I had a block there. Instead of stopping there I moved around it to what you see above.

Talon: Another big hitter. I'm not going to get into a bashing the US debate with you. I know a lot of crap that most Americans don't know and because of the doctrine of living there many don't and simply can't accept the facts about the US. Did you hear about the assassination attempt on Bush by FARC? Shame they didn't get him. Plus most of my up coming bashing will be Bush based. His reelection is bordering on the most stupid thing Americans have ever done. How he got elected after he made the economy crash, illegally invade and occupied 2 countries, fabricated and knew about 9/11 years in advance, and made the world hate the US is beyond me. It just goes to show how stupid and ignorant most of America is. And call me un American is you want. The rebels we celebrates as Patriots were called un British and traitors once. It all depends on which side of the coin your on.

To the review; I know BB has been ignored but he is just there and I don't do funny like he is funny. I'll try to add him in more and Maria is going to stay. She's important. Yeah this is a different fic. I always like to do things that people don't do. I guess it's my way of getting attention. I must be depraved of it or just plain like going for the underdog. I'll have to retreat to the corners of my mind and think about this. R rated with a very unpopular couple with a moving storyline that deals with the passage of time. The Spanish titles were just because I could. Most of the people in my school choose to take French over Spanish and I have a girl in my vocal class that hates it when I speak in Spanish. She retorts in French. Since neither of us understand each other we are happy.

Yeah everyone seems to think that because Cyborg is all shiny he is all machine. Knights were all shiny too. They were just people in shiny armor. Same deal plus there is one thing I have noticed in the fics with Cyborg. Most people assume he isn't entirely equipped, so to speak. Only the CyRae shippers let him keep his manhood for obvious reasons. If Star gets some why can't Raven right?

Lucifer: Well I hope you got your answer about Tear. I have big plans for him. He may not be the love interest but he will definitely have a good shot at getting best supporting actor. He'll have to fight for it with Robin. Cyborg y Raven se casarán si pienso es una buena idea. Para ahora, no. Son muy jovenes, pero es verdad que Star y Robin son más jovenes. Star y Robin son enamoran muy fuerte, para Raven y Cyborg esta es la comiensa(beginning?) solamente. Ok as I said above my Spanish sucks. Telir is like Slade, he will show up when I need him to. And yes I write on the fly and there's no bta nor will there ever be. I like my work to myself; that is why I post it for the world to see. Lo se qué estoy locoBueno, gracías por el review (¿como se dice "review" en español?) y lee más.

The Raven's Wings: How can you be a RobRae Shipper? I can understand the BBRae shippers (just barely) but RobRae? That warps my fragile little mind. Still there are things like BBStar and MammothRaven out there plus you can like what you like. Shudders and falls over, brain having melted and seeped out ears. So my writing is at least making you see CyRae as a possible couple eh? You should see BlackShield's and Talon's works. Better then mine and it was BlackShield that converted me after all. If you read you will see that it is just one of two options. Besides having Cyborg die would bring Tear back into the spot light and people seem to like him a lot. But remember this; "The only thing certain about the future is that it is uncertain." I'm sure about umteenth zillion people have said that before. Shortish review and you cheated using so many spaces. Little dark duckies? I have a younger sister; I'm sure I can survive little dark duckies. Oh yes, "kudos?" What is up with "kudos?" I never heard the word used until you reviewed. I guess it's the little things that makes us all unique.

Dudette: Estoria o novela es "story." It's your first language and you don't know story? But then I have trouble with the English language myself and my Spanish sucks so I'll shut up. 4 years and I wish I was fluent. I do know more then mother though and she knows a far lot. AH HA! YOU! You are the one calling Tear "Rain". ¿Por que "Rain"? Nunca escrito "Rain" en la novela, solamente cuando esta lloviendo. Bueno, ¿como te llama o prefieres "Dudette" para ahora? Chao.

Athena884: Can you please stuff all the wisdom of the ages into my head? Pretty please? I'll give you a dead dove if you do. I believe I answered your question about what was missing from Cyborg though I left some gray areas on purpose. But he is all there. If Raven got her way and just gave up the throne do you think that her brother would leave the only other claim to what would them be his throne alive? Let's look back at history and realize that every great feud over a throne has happened because the kings couldn't keep their pants on. Or in Henry VIII's case he couldn't stay with on woman. SO does that statement of yours make you a CyRae shipper? ¿Sí o no? Yeah BB is kinda annoying but then he is the youngest and really has no one. He did have Terra for a while but we all know where that ended up.

Loch Ness Monster: Look, there will always be errors. After all god made woman but his first mistake was making man. Which reminds me; if woman today is what we got for just a rib, imagine what we would have gotten for an arm and leg. It's from a book of my sister, don't kill me. Plus if you always strode for perfection you would never be happy. Let them go… If Fanfiction was selective on what they let in I'd never make it. Have you seem the crap I've turned out? I think you will find chapter 26 a very nice present. It's dedicated to you.

TerraBasher: You I love. You did what I asked people not to do in their review but thanks anyway. The idea for the wedding is interesting but I think I will stick with my version of how things will happen. I'm sure I won't disappoint.

meditaion6: So you are still alive. Send me what you have, I'd really like to see it. I'm sure in the time you've had you've managed to improve an already good fic. Also don't feel pressured to turn out whole novels in one hit. You don't get reviews that way. You have to break things up like I do. Cy and Rae's date, Star and Robin's moments, etc. Keep writing, practice makes perfect as they say.

Ok, I can't find the review to the person who asked where I'm from. I believe you asked if I was British or live in England. I think I answered that in my angry bio. I'm unfortunately American by birth and I happily live in Cambodia. Try finding that on a map. Then find the Federated States of Micronesia, the Philippines, and the Former Gilbert Islands or Kiribati. Have fun with the last one. Those are all the places I've lived not counting Oregon and California for minute amounts of time. I just so happen to have been blessed with the good fortune to not live there very long and I've live in places were I've absorbed lots of Aussie, Kiwi, and since my gf is a Brit, British as well. I'm also very left wing as you can gather. Ironically I am a tea drinker, can't stand coffee.

"The problems with Americans here is that they are all either with the Embassy and right wing, or god fearing and right wing." Anonymous

LockDown over and out…