Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans
A/N: Sorry for the long wait, I know I said I would update soon, but finals came up not to mention this was probably the hardest chapter I had to write. Not much happening but its kind of essential to have for the storyline. I'll explain why in the next chapter cause its real late here and I've been slaving over this to get it done. So with one more note, I'll leave you to the story.
gothic ghost has brought it to my attention that the line "you're a girl!" was line in Harry Potters-Goblet of Fire. I have never read any of the Harry Potter books although my sister highly encourages me to. So I did not KNOWINGLY steal or take the quote. If however any of my readers feel offended for me not stating so in advance, I apologize. Gothic ghost, I do not admit to stealing the line "Raven! You're a girl!" since I did not know it exsisted until you told me, but I do apologize if it some how offended you or any of my other readers for not stating any disclaimer for it.
With all of that said, ENJOY! I hope you like it because I cant honestly admit it isnt my favorite chapter so far.
Revised! I wasn't that greatly satisfied especiallyafter reading thefirst three chapters. So I rewrote it thinking my readers deserve better. Hope those who read it the first time around like this one a lotbetter.
Not a Part of the Plan
Chapter 4
Raven let out a sigh as the kitchen door hissed opened. She had just finished making a fresh new sandwich and was about to spend a quiet afternoon eating and reading her finally retrieved novel--apparently everyone else in the tower weren't aware of her plans.
"Hey Raven, haven't seen you the whole day," greeted Cyborg as he entered the kitchen, seeing Raven sitting at the breakfast bar.
"Hey Cyborg," Raven answered as she closed her book shut, allowing a small smile to grace her face. His smile broaden at her--it wasn't everyday that Raven would smile at you.
"Hey Cy, don't forget the--," Beastboy's voice faltered as he entered the kitchen, meeting the burning gaze courtesy of Raven. She stared at the green boy, upset. "Um, hey Raven. Nice day wouldn't you say?"
"It would have been a lot nicer if someone didn't eat my sandwich," glared Raven as Beastboy inched his way behind Cyborg. She knew it was no accident. He had been in the kitchen when she handed Starfire her sandwich to place in the fridge. His gawking and drooling, should have hinted her that he would eat it the second she stepped out of the room. She had to make it a mental note to remember to include meat if she expected to eat half of her sandwich at a later time.
"Oh that was your sandwich in the fridge?" Beastboy nervously chuckled as he rubbed the back of his neck. How could Raven be mad? He was starving and her peanut butter jelly sandwich looked so good. He was so weak from all that--ok so he wasn't fatigued to the point where he couldn't make his own sandwich, but he was hungry and lazy but more hungry than lazy. Feeling her burning gaze still on him, Beastboy snapped out of his mindful reasoning. With a big nervous smile he turned to Cyborg. "Well, it looks like you got things under control here, Cy. I--um, I'll meet you in the living room." With those words the green changeling rushed out of the kitchen and into the living room for safety.
"You know you could go easier on him," Cyborg commented as he pulled out a box of popcorn from the cabinet. A small smile tugged at his lips.
"Me? I didn't even say a word," Raven innocently replied with a small smile as she bit into her sandwich. Aside from Starfire, Cyborg was the next closest Titan to her. She figured it had to do with all those times spend helping him work on the T-Car.
Cyborg let out a short laugh as he hit the 'start' button on the microwave. "Well, Beastboy and I are planning to have a movie marathon. If you promise not to hurt Beastboy, you're more than welcomed to join us."
"No thanks," denied Raven as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, watching Cyborg gather more junk food. It was amazing just how much a small green boy and a half human-half robot could eat.
Cyborg raised one of his eyebrows and smirked, "Can't promise to be good."
"Funny," Raven sarcastically remarked. He was always one to tease her; it was a surprise just how much she allowed him to get away with.
"So Goth girl, what is it that you got planned that you can't watch a couple of movies with us guys?" questioned Cyborg as he pulled out a big tray from one of the cabinets. Raven simply held up the novel she's been meaning to finish while Cyborg gave a nod of understanding. "Well if you finish, get bored, or change your mind you know where to find us."
"I know. Thanks," Raven said as she watched him pile all the junk food and drinks onto the tray.
"Well, I'll see you around," Cyborg nodded as he headed toward the kitchen door. Picking up her novel, Raven continued where she left up just as the door closed shut--leaving her once again in the quiet kitchen.
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Satisfied from her afternoon snack, Raven stepped into the hallway to take a shower. She finished a chapter of the book and decided to take a relaxing shower before finishing the last couple of chapters. Aside from the surround sounds faintly heard from the living room, compliments of Cyborg and Beastboy's movie-fest, the hallway was quiet. Strangely enough just like the automatic doors used from the living room and kitchen, Starfire's bedroom door swished open just as Raven stepped in front of it.
"Friend Raven, you are the person I wish to see," Starfire cried out in joy. Her face brightened with a huge smile as Raven glanced at her from the corner of her eye. The two were so different, some times she wondered just how they manage to get along as well as they did. Raven always figured the little episode with the Puppet Master speeded up the process and kind of made trusting a big must in the personal life department.
Raven turned to face Starfire and for the second time that day she greeted someone with a rare small smile. "Well you look nice." The orange hair girl was dressed in a mid-length jean denim skirt with a pink sleeveless top.
"Why thank you friend Raven. Robin and I will be going out for a dinner and a movie. So I decided to dress down," beamed Starfire as clapped her hands together.
Raven raised an eyebrow as she looked at Starfire a bit strangely. "I think you mean dress up, Star," Raven corrected.
"Oh yes, dress up, thank you Raven," nodded Starfire as she smoothed out her skirt. Raven simply nodded. She found herself, a lot of the times, correcting Starfire and her usage of 'Earthling phrases' as Starfire like to put it. "So I look good? Because I was thinking of wearing the outfit Beastboy had bought me for Christmas."
Raven's face dropped as she stared at Starfire as flashbacks of a green skirt and orange top came to mind. His concept of the coloring was that Starfire had orange hair and green eyes, so why wouldn't a person buy her an outfit of the two colors—extremely bright neon colors. "No, Star. You look wonderful. You shouldn't have to bother in changing again." It was probably the most enthusiasm she used all day--which wasn't much, but she wasn't
"You are right, friend Raven. Thank you for your assistance. Perhaps I will wear the outfit the next time we got out for pizza," beamed Starfire as she tucked her hair behind her ears.
"Great," Raven replied with a monotone voice as she rolled her eyes. 'Maybe I can convince her to wear it separately if anything' thought Raven as she looked at Starfire, who appeared to be in her own world.
"Thank you for your assistance, Raven" smiled Starfire, not noticing Raven's change of tone. "Oh no I almost forgot. I had promise Beastboy and Cyborg that I will make them pudding of absence since I will not be able to attend their watching of movies this evening. A thousand of apologies but I must depart friend Raven."
Raven nodded as Starfire took flight. "Oh Star, have fun tonight." Starfire glanced over her shoulder at Raven and smiled.
"Oh I will. Thank you friend Raven!" said Starfire and with those words she quickly made her way down the hall.
'There are sure of lot of interruptions today,' Raven thought as she made her way back down the hallway, remembering the shower she wished on taking. It was a good thing she had a good amount of mediation today or her emotions would be easily unnerved.
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Letting out a sigh of contentment, Raven opened the bathroom door. With her personal shower broken, she had to use the hallway bathroom until Cyborg or Robin got around to fixing it. Drying her hair with her towel, Raven stepped into the hallway fully dressed in a fresh clean outfit and just as she did she felt someone collide into her. Stumbling to the ground Raven heard herself mentally swear that if it was Beastboy she would personally take it upon herself to hurt him.
Robin staggered in his steps, as the laws of physics caused him to step back because of the impact he just caused. "Raven!" Robin quickly replied seeing the blue cloak girl on the floor. With much guilt, Robin grabbed Raven's hand to help her up. "I'm sorry. I didn't see--"
"Forget it," Raven quickly brushed off as she met the gaze of her mask leader, by than she was already on her feet, fixing and straightening out her cloak.
"Its just it's almost six thirty and I wanted to buy Star flowers before than and--," Robin quickly rambled as he nervously ran his hand through his hair while she wondered just exactly why he bothered on telling her these minor details. He was only trying to explain to her why he was running.
"You aren't gonna wear that are you?" interrupted Raven as she stared at Robin, who appeared to be wearing his uniform.
"Um yeah. Why what's wrong?" questioned Robin, his voice full of concerned. He did shower and change.
"Well for one thing Starfire isn't wearing her uniform. So maybe you shouldn't wear yours," stated Raven as she picked up her fallen towel. She frowned realizing she could no longer use it to dry her hair. Raven gazed up to hear Robin mumble something as he rubbed the back of his neck. "What?"
"I don't have anything to wear," Robin repeated as he glanced down the hall at nothing. He felt like a girl on TV saying that.
"How can you not have anything to wear besides your uniform?" questioned Raven as she stared at Robin in disbelief. "Even I have other articles of clothing besides this uniform." Robin slightly flinched, her sarcasm was back.
"Okay, so I'm exaggerating. I do have clothes—I just wouldn't know what to wear," stated Robin as he watch Raven walk off, in direction of their rooms. 'Where is she going?' thought Robin. "I mean can you blame me? For half my life I've been using this uniform." He quickly caught up to her.
"Just throw a pair of jeans and a shirt on," Raven replied as they continued down the hall. From the corner of her eye she caught of glimpse of Robin's gaze on her. There in his eyes she saw it again--it was a plead of help. "What do you want me to do? Pick out an outfit for you?" She was a bit frustrated of the situation. Never in her imagination would she figure helping out Robin would be this much work.
"Well, I was thinking that you could tell me which looked best but that works too." Robin grinned widely. He was teasing and she could feel the irritation grow inside of her as he smiled.
'Why am I helping him, again?' Raven asked herself as they reached Robin's room. Her sense of reasoning came into play; figuring it may be because of the 'promise' she made or perhaps she did it out of 'sympathy' or maybe 'pity' even. She watched as the door open as she self-consciously walked in. Her mind was too preoccupied in finding an answer to realize that for the first time ever she was standing in Robin's room.
It was surprisingly clean. His bed was made, his bookcase dusted, his desk cleared with all his gadgets neatly placed on top of it, everything was in order. Her eyes eventually ventured to the wall where she heard were covered of newspaper clippings of Slade, she heard it from the others--but the walls were bare.
"Well my closet is over there," Robin said, interrupting her thoughts as he pointed toward the corner of the room, taking a seat on his bed.
"You can't be serious," Raven responded as she stared at him.
Robin let out a nervous laugh as he smiled, "It was worth a shot."
Raven watched as he stood, walking pass her and toward his closet. Feeling a bit out place in his room, she took a seat on his bed and even than things felt rather uncomfortable. Running her finger through her hair, Raven frowned as she felt her wet hair drip on the back of her cloak. Her expression however changed as her eyes caught sight of a freshly washed red towel that was embedded with an 'R' symbol neatly folded at the foot of Robin's bed.
Robin searched through his closet for something to wear aside from his uniform. Realizing he didn't have much of a selection, he made a mental note to go clothes shopping in the near future. Feeling a bit satisfied with his selection, the masked boy turned around to his teammate. "How's th--Is that my towel?" Robin pointed out as he stared at Raven who seemed to be drying her hair off with his towel.
"Well I don't know. You think this 'R' logo of yours mean anything?" Raven sarcastically retorted as she glared at him. 'Why do you ask question if you already know the answer?' her mind questioned.
"What are you doing using my towel?" questioned Robin. He wasn't all too sure why he was so defensive about it. It was just a towel, but than again he just washed that towel.
'There he goes again. Asking stupid questions,' thought Raven as she glared at him, ignoring the look he was giving her. "Well, thanks to you mines fell on the floor and there is no way that I'm going to use it now," explained Raven as she finished drying off her hair.
"Fine," Robin said, before remembering why she was in his room to begin with. "So what do you think?" He held of his selection for her to see, dropping their little argument as if it never happened.
"You mind as well wear that tux you wore when you went to the prom with Kitten," responded Raven as she combed her hair with her fingers.
"What is that suppose to mean?" Robin argued as he glared at her. He was beginning to regret her help all over again. He didn't need her sarcasm.
"The black pants are fine, but a long white collared shirt? Don't you think that's a little too semi-formal for a dinner and a movie?" questioned Raven as she raised one of her eyebrows. "Unless you plan on taking Starfire to one of those fancy restaurants." She paused for a bit. "Are you taking her to one of those fancy restaurants?"
"No, I was just going to take her to a fast food place. Why? Should I take her to a fancy restaurant?" questioned Robin as his voice seemed to panic all over again.
She stared at him once again. 'How did I ever get myself into this mess?' Raven asked herself for what it felt like the hundredth time that day. "No," she calmly responded. He was back to being pathetic and she was back to feeling sorry--maybe that's how she got herself into this mess. Shaking the thoughts out of her mind, Raven continued. "A fancy dinner would be a little too early in, wouldn't you think? Just find a regular shirt to wear and you'll be fine." Standing up, Raven straightened out her cloak before making eye contact with Robin. "Look, I'm sorry about the towel. If you want I'll wash it for you."
"No, I'm sorry. You've been a lot of help, I'm sorry for overacting over the towel and the tux comment," Robin said sleepishly as he rubbed the back of his head.
Raven simply nodded, noticing Robin was never one to apologize. "Well you better get change it's almost six thirty," Raven pointed out as she glanced at the clock, 6:23 PM. Robin nodded his head as Raven turned around to leave.
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It wasn't too long after returning to her room did Raven hear a knock at her door. 'What was it that I was thinking about interruptions today,' thought Raven as she stood from her bed to answer the door. But that didn't stop her from curiously asking, "Who is it?" It couldn't be Beastboy or Cyborg since they never leave during their movie marathons unless it is to use the bathroom or grab more food and it was already 6:30 so Robin had to be meeting up with Starfire right about now.
"It's me," the voice called back. Surprised to hear the voice, walked to her door and opened it to see Robin standing out in the hall way in a white t-shirt and black jeans.
"Hey, shouldn't you get going it's already six thirty," Raven said as she stared at his masked eyes, her mind wondering why he was standing in front of her bedroom door.
"Yah, I just realized I forgot to tell you 'thanks' for the help," Robin replied. He smiled at her and she was surprised.
"You're welcome," she managed to voice. It hadn't occurred to her that up until that moment Robin hadn't thanked her once for anything aside from that one time when she agreed to help him.
A pause of silence passed before Robin spoke up. "So how do I look?" Robin asked with a hint of nervousness in his voice that Raven seem to catch.
"You look--good," Raven heard herself say. Sure it was a bit weird to state, but it was true Robin looked good. Not to mention the guy needed as much encouragement as she could give and once again she found herself asking herself why he asked her and not the guys.
"Thanks. Well, I better go. Star is probably waiting," Robin smirked and she could still hear his nervousness. "Guess I can save the sunflowers for the next date, huh?" A tinge of disappointment in his words, she figured it was because he had nothing to give Starfire on their first date. With one last smile of hope he walked off.
"There's chocolate in the fridge," Raven said before she could even think it. It happened again he looked like a lost little boy and she felt the need to help him.
"What? No there isn't," Robin said as he turned around. He was a couple of feet away from her as he burrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
"Yes there is. In the back bottom shelf on the right," she shyly explained as he slowly caught on.
"Thanks Raven," smiled Robin a bit relieved that he had something to give Star.
"Just don't forget, you owe me" Raven said as looked at him, dead serious.
"Big! I know!" Robin cried out as he waved as he rushed down the hall a big smile on his face.
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to be continued
