Wow! I wasn't really planning on typing more in this fic, so I had nothing prepared, thus the long wait. I'm very sorry, but it's finally up.

I considered the Raven Beast Boy pairing I was suggested by some people, but I really don't want this to turn into a pairing fic, so I've somewhat worked out a compromise that you all may be happy about.

So here we are! Sorry for the delay, but I aim to please!

Chapter two- Delusion

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Beast Boy awoke on the top bunk of his bed in a cold sweat. Heaving heavily, he blinked several times before he realized where he was.

He was in his room. He was snuggled tightly in the safety of his faux-fur blankets and purple and green animal-print pajamas.

'That dream again…' he thought to himself as he allowed his head to fall back against his pillow. He turned his face to see the clock across the room. 3:57 A.M. 'Another sleepless night.'

Lately the green Changeling had been plagued with mysterious night terrors about a young boy. In the dreams, the boy was an inhabitant of Africa. A terrible flood threatens his family, and in the end, he survived. His parents, however, did not.

But the unique thing was that the boy escaped by transforming into a dove and flew to his safety. Like him, the eight-year-old child had green skin, hair, and eyes. He was called Gar.

Beast Boy didn't know who the boy was, nor his connection, if any, to him.

Then there was the melodic tune wafting in the background of the scene. It was a woman's voice singing gently and softly, yet the innocent lullaby seemed a bit… Haunting.

He knew he needed to end these nightmares. There was only one person he knew of who might be able to help him. Of course, even if this person could, there was no telling whether or not they would.

"Raven?" Beast Boy asked softly as he tentatively rapped at the uninviting door.

His reply was a pair of sharp purplish-blue eyes; seemingly devoid of any emotion, and a cold, hollow voice demanding, "Do you have any idea what time it is?"

"I need your help."

The young boy's emerald eyes held something more than depression. They held need, longing, and above all, emptiness.

Raven knew what that emptiness was.

"Come in," she whispered, turning away from the door and sitting on the edge of her dreary bed. Doing as he was told, Beast Boy entered the room and shut it quietly behind him so not to wake up the rest of the team. He followed Raven and sat on her bed, opposite from her, looking down at his fuzzy slippers.

Raven noticed Beast Boy seemed a bit fatigued. He was breathing rather sharply and was covered in sweat. It also appeared he may have been crying recently. Raven reminded herself that Beast Boy was the youngest member of the group and, no matter how much he tried to hide it, he was the most sensitive and insecure affiliate as well.

After a moment or two of eerie silence, Raven quipped, "You have something to tell me…?"

"I… I've been having these… These dreams lately. I was wondering if you could… Help me?" he asked, looking up at the girl finally. After explaining the dreams to Raven, she seemed to look sorry for him, pity etched on her face.

Raven knew where these nightmares were coming from- deep inside the boy's subconscious. From the corners of his mind, forgotten memories were surfacing in his sleep.

When the Titans first formed, Raven Roth noted slight hesitation in the green-skinned boy. He had just come from another team called the Doom Patrol. They were all dead. They died rescuing him.

When confronted about the situation, Beast Boy confided in Raven, telling her things, secrets he had never told anyone before, and she provided a shoulder for him to cry on.

Raven told Beast Boy it was possible to forget. Raven had many powers, including the ability to repress thoughts and memories.

It took weeks, but Raven finally helped Beast Boy forget. It was like he was a whole new person.

Robin, Cyborg, and Starfire hadn't noticed- the boy put up an act when around them. He adorned his daily façade and pretended to be happy.

But then, Raven had seen him truly jovial. For the first time ever, Raven had seen the boy smile.

As a result of the repression, Raven now had complete access to the memories. She saw Beast Boy's pain, suffering, hurt.

Beast Boy knew none of this. He didn't know, nor did he seem to wonder about his past. To him, everything before the Teen Titans was a blank. A giant, gaping hole.

That hole was the emptiness Raven saw now in the eyes of the same boy she had helped before. It seemed the memories were resurfacing in his sleep.

"Beast Boy," she began, "you have a choice. You can either know what these dreams are, or I can make them go away- for forever, maybe. It's up to you." Raven closed her eyes and lifted her hands to either side of Beast Boy's head. "If you know what they mean, it will be painful for you."

"I…" she heard his voice, yet untouched by puberty, squeak. "I want to know… Raven, I want to remember!"

Raven's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Beast Boy, I have one request for you," she said solemnly. "I will bequeath you your memories, but please don't cry. …I don't think I can stand to see you cry one more time…"

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There we go, all! It didn't quite turn out as I wanted it to, but there it is! And this time I know what's coming up next, so don't expect such a delay! I hope you guys enjoy this! Until next time, thanks for reading!

- Chocolate Usagi!!