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Well, here's chapter two. Yes, the final chapter. Raven might be a bit OOC, and if so I apologize. Please don't flame.

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Raven stared from Beast Boy to the rose in his hand, and then back again. She reached out a shaking hand and took it from him gently, as though it were made of glass, and looked at it. The rose was a very pale shade of white, its thorns still in place to give it a dangerous but extremely beautiful look. It was slightly wilted from sitting out for several hours, but Raven didn't care in the least. She just stared at in silence and awe for a few moments.

When she didn't speak, Beast Boy began to feel very self-conscious. He felt stupid with his arms swinging down at his sides. He crossed them, but felt even more stupid, so he let them dangle once more. He was sure she hated it. Looking at the rose, he saw only the fact that it was wilted and it looked terrible. And a white rose? What was he thinking, getting a white rose for a girl like Raven? How could he have possibly thought that there was even the slightest chance that she might like it?

"Yeah, I know it's kinda a stupid idea. I'm sorry," he muttered apologetically. "I just couldn't think of anything else. It was really stupid of me. It's horrible looking, too. I'm really sorry," he said miserably.

"No, not at all. It's beautiful," Raven said, still slightly in awe, looking up at him. "I….thank you, Beast Boy," she said.

His ears perked up, and she couldn't help but give a slight smile. "Really? You like it?"

Raven allowed herself a full smile. "I love it."

Beast Boy was positively beaming now. "It's not really a real present, though," he said, though he couldn't stop grinning. Raven could feel her smile growing at the sight of his glee.

"Yes it is. Personally, I think it's the best present I've ever gotten," she said, mostly just for the sake of seeing his happiness increase. "I think it was a great idea."

"You think so?" he asked. Raven nodded. "Naw. I just couldn't really think of any other way to….show you how I felt about you," he ventured, a slight blush growing on his cheeks.

Was he really saying what she thought he was?

"Um…well… anyway, I'm really glad you like it," Beast Boy said to fill the silence.

Raven smiled again and nodded. "And again….thank you," she said, leaning forward and hugging him. In a state of shock, he was barely able to return the gesture before she drew back away from him.

Beast Boy looked around desperately for something to look at, to avoid staring at her. His eyes came to rest, to his horror and pleasure, on a sprig of mistletoe hanging from the ceiling above the two of them. He glanced at Raven and became aware that she was looking at it also.

"Heh. Mistletoe," he said, blushing slightly. A pink tinge crept slowly over Raven's cheeks, too, to his great surprise.

"Yes, it is," she said awkwardly. The both of them just stood there blushing lightly in silence for a moment, and then Raven, much to Beast Boy's grand astonishment, leaned forward and kissed his cheek quickly, and then drew back, her cheeks aflame. Beast Boy was blushing crazily as well. He stayed back for a moment, and then very cautiously (with the worry of getting slapped or something just exploding right then and there) placed his lips on Raven's. One of the cupboards flew open and the plates flew out and shattered, but Raven ignored it and kissed him back, wrapping her arms around him. The rose's thorns were digging into Beast Boy's back, but he didn't care. All that really mattered at the moment was that Raven was actually kissing him, something that he had allowed himself to dream of far too many times in the past. He had never really guessed it would actually happen; that she would let down her guard and kiss him with absolutely no thought of the consequences. He was a bit worried that something terrible was going to happen, like maybe she would lose complete control over her powers and the universe would implode on itself, or a million other unfortunate things. Nothing happened, however, and he carefully slipped his arms around Raven's waist. He allowed himself to focus on the light pressure of her lips against his own, her body against his, the smooth, even feel of her in his arms.

They continued this for a short time, and then suddenly broke apart and stepped back to their original places as though they had never been entangled a moment ago. Beast Boy giggled nervously, his hand flying to the back of his head.

"It's….pretty late," he said, wondering if his voice was betraying him and showing her the complete and total adoration that he felt. Raven nodded.

"We should probably get some sleep," she said.

They left the kitchen and walked down the hallway.

"Night," Beast Boy said as they went in their separate directions a moment later.

"Goodnight," Raven said, turning to go into her room.

"Uh…Rae?" Beast Boy asked. Raven turned.

"Yes?"

"Merry Christmas."

Raven smiled. "You too," she said, meaning it for the first time she could remember. And then, just before turning around again, she gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Yes, this definitely is a merry Christmas she thought as she walked into her room and closed the door, rose still in hand.

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