Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, but I watch the show.

Chapter 4: Kung Fu Fighting!

Zaith woke yet again later that day, feeling well rested. He did not have another nightmare, which was awkward to him. He could not recall what he had dreamt, though he could sense that it must have been a good one.

Raven was still sleeping on the bed, which didn't surprise Zaith. He then noticed that that was shivering a bit, and then he noticed that it was fairly cold in the room. As he breathed, a small cloud formed in front of him.

He rushed over to the door and found a small blue panel that resembled the electronic equipment that could be seen in Cyborg. The panel read that it was thirty degrees Fahrenheit.

'What, thirty degrees? That's too cold. I have to get this placed warmed up, or Raven will freeze like a popsicle.'

Zaith tried pressing one of the buttons that looked like an up arrow. A message displayed that said 'Error- heater/Air conditioner broken- Error…"

"Great, the heater's broken." Zaith said to himself. "If I don't get Raven out of here soon, she'll freeze. But I can't take her outside; the sudden temperature rise won't be good for her." Zaith stood there, thinking of what he should do when it hit him. "I know, I'll place her in my bed for now. That matt will probably make her nice and warm without baking her."

Zaith hurried over to Raven's bed and picked her up in his arms. He then left her room and made for his. Once inside, he laid her down on the cushioned platform. Being as gentle as possible, he removed Raven's cloak, as it would only get in his way later. Then once the cloak was off, Zaith slid Raven slowly into the matt, and then laid her down.

Feeling better now that Raven would be warm again, he began to feel the effects of the cold as well. He decided to see if there was another matt somewhere in the room. He first checked the dresser, but found nothing. Then he searched the chest, and found what he was looking for. Then he walked over to the platform and placed himself into the matt. Once he lied down, he found himself ever so comfortable.

'This is like a dream. I've never felt a more comfortable bed before.'

Just then a knock came from the door, and as it slid open he saw Cyborg in the doorway.

"Yo!"

"Quiet. Raven's sleeping."

"Oh, sorry." Cyborg said quietly. "Listen, the heater won't be working for at least another hour, so I just came up here to let you know."

"Thanks."

Cyborg then left, and the door slid closed behind him. Zaith was not too concerned with the heater at the moment; he was just happy that Raven was going to feel a lot better now that she wasn't in the cold anymore. As Zaith laid there he could feel himself become tired yet again, but it wasn't actually out of being tired but out of boredom. Zaith constantly thought of something to do while he waited for Raven to awake.

Suddenly, Zaith felt something warm rest on his chest. He looked down, and noticed a pale arm tugging at his shirt. Then a quiet yawn rang into his ear and a voice could be heard.

"Zaith… What are you doing in my bed?"

"Raven, this is my bed, and you're here next to me because the heaters broken and your bed sheets were not thick enough to keep you warm."

"Wait, then we are in your room?"

"Yeah."

"I was wondering why it was so bright."

Raven sat upright, and I soon joined her in the position. She examined the room, and from what Zaith could tell, she was quite enjoying the view. After several moments of examining his room, Raven faced Zaith and began to speak.

"Wait I thought you were homeless?"

"Not anymore. See, look." Zaith said as he pulled the communicator from his pocket and showed it to her.

"You mean you're a Teen Titan now. Zaith, that's great!' Raven said cheerfully.

"Uh, Raven, I know I haven't been here very long, but I don't believe that I actually heard you being cheerful."

Zaith was right, Raven wasn't exactly a 'cheerful' person, and for her to be cheerful to a new friend like Zaith is just unexpected.

Raven soon removed herself from her matt and walked over to the large window across the room. She opened it, and the warm sea air entered the room. Zaith stood up as well, and began to walk over to her.

"Zaith, what time is it?"

Zaith looked behind him and found a digital clock just above the door. "It's 1:15 pm. Why do you ask?"

Zaith looked forward again, but Raven wasn't there. He rushed to see where she went and saw her falling to the ground below. He jumped out the window and began to run as fast as he could down the side of the building, as so he could get close enough to try and catch Raven. When he was about even with the falling Raven, He jumped of the building and caught her in his arms. Then, as they landed on the ground and imprint of Zaith's two feet and his knee were left in the dirt.

"Raven, are you alright?"

"Ugh… Sorry, I guess I'm still a bit woozy from the fight with Cinderblock."

"Come on, I'm taking you back upstairs so you can get some rest." Zaith said as he went to pick Raven up off the ground.

"NO!" Raven exclaimed. "I've slept enough as is. What I need right now is to meditate."

"Alright, then where do you want me to take you?"

"I can take myself, thank you."

"I don't believe you're well enough to say that."

"Fine… Take me to the training ground, I can think clearer there." Raven said, pointing eastward towards the beach of the small island.

"Alright."

Zaith walked to where Raven had told him to go, finding a long beach with what looked like a small stream along the rocky section. A strange rock formation caught Zaith's eye, as it looked like some kind of ritual site. The boulders were standing tall in a circle, like Stonehenge.

Zaith went there, and then laid Raven down by one of the stones that faced the beach.

"How did you know where I wanted to meditate?"

"Lucky guess." Zaith said, smiling. Then the thought that he was in a training ground came into his mind, and he had the urge to ask what training was like. "Raven, you said this was a training ground. What gets done here exactly?"

"Just go over to the controls over there," Raven said, pointing above the rocks, towards the Tower. "You can see what we do for training there."

Zaith went to where Raven had pointed, and just as she said, podiums with some sort of controls were on it. He began investigating the hi-tech gizmo, and soon learned how to use it. He pressed one of the many on-screen buttons that said 'Training Programs', which led to a long list of possible things to do. He scrolled the screen down, finding a 'Martial Arts' training program. He pushed the button, then 'Commence Training' came up in large flashing letter. He pushed it again, the screen glowed blue, and then a training dummy suddenly rose from the sand.

The dummy was a robot, and was of a simple design. Being cheap, yet extremely effective was probably why the Titans purchased it. Zaith rushed over to the dummy, curios as to take a look at the dummy. When Zaith was about ten feet from the dummy, it began to speak.

"Hello, sir. What level would you like to begin training on?" said the dummy in a robotic tone.

Zaith, not knowing what to say, ask, "What levels are there?"

"Sir there are currently ten difficulty levels programmed in my memory, one being the easiest and ten being the hardest. If you wish to begin training, then select a level through a verbal command."

"Then I wish to begin training on level five." Zaith said, now understanding what to do.

"As you wish sir." The dummy finished, then took up what looked like a praying mantas style of fighting.

Seeing a fault in the dummy's defenses, Zaith charge towards it. The dummy prepared to block and counter Zaith, but he saw another mistake, and took advantage of it using a downwards kick, which took of the dummies head.

"Oh my god! I… I didn't mean to break it!" Zaith said worriedly.

"It's alright," Raven said, "Look behind you."

Zaith turned around and saw another dummy standing limp, like the previous one.

"Very good, sir. I would say that a level five training program is much too easy for a man of your skill. Level nine may be a much more challenging experience for you though."

"Well, then set me up for level nine."

"As you wish, sir."

The dummy then took up a stance that made his upper body very protected, but left his legs defenseless. Zaith decided to charge at the dummy and go for a straight punch, which would normally be followed by either the gripping of the opponent then a strong body slam, or a sweep kick. This instance, the dummy caught Zaith's hand, then lifted him off of the ground then slammed him into the sand.

Zaith was only dizzy for a moment and when the dummied attempted to punch Zaith in the face, he grasped its hand, crunched it with his own hand, then gripped the head of the dummy and slammed it in to sand in-between his legs. The dummy tried to move again, but Zaith then lifted the machine again and brought it crashing down into the sand once more, this time causing it to shatter into what seemed like a million pieces.

Zaith was then greeted by another dummy.

"Well done, sir. I suggest you try level ten now."

Zaith took off the black shirt he was wearing at the time and threw it to the side, reveal a white tank top, as well as the well formed body he had. Raven decided to see how he was doing at the time, and when she saw him, she felt herself blush at him. Zaith did not notice that Raven was looking, and readied himself for another round.

"Level ten, thank you." Zaith said bluntly.

For most of the rest of the day, Zaith and the third dummy had been fighting until about three p.m. Eventually, Zaith managed to finish it off, but the two had been trading blows for most of the time. Zaith, feeling very tired, as well as sweaty, decided to head to his room for a well earned shower. Raven who had actually been watching Zaith's moves (or at least his body) said she was going to stay and continue meditating.

After a very relaxing shower, Zaith returned downstairs to the living room with the same cloths as before. The sweat stains and the stench were gone, but it still felt old and worn to Zaith. Robin also seemed to notice this and went to speak with Zaith.

"Zaith, weren't you wearing the exact clothes earlier?"

"Uh… yeah." Zaith said with a bit of embarrassment.

"I take it you don't happen to have a lot of clothes do you?"

"No not really."

"Oh, let me take Zaith shopping. I know he is new to this lovely city, and I do not believe our new friend should be alone shopping in a new city." Star Fire seemed to come out of no where, and began pleading with Robin to let her go shopping with Zaith.

"Alright, Star Fire. I don't think he'd mind, would you?"

"Sure, I don't mind." Zaith replied to Robin.

"Well, then I'm coming too," Raven said. She seemed to have just come in, and seemed much better then she was before. "I'm not about to let the new comer become just like Star, no matter how unique she is."

"Yet again, sure, I don't mind. But you really should be resting, I mean-"

"Don't worry, I feel much better now." Raven said.

"Alright, then." Zaith said.

"Take this," Robin said, holding out a sort of plastic card. "It's a copy of the card we all use when we want to go shopping."

Zaith took it, thanking Robin for the gift, and then began to walk out through the main entrance. Unfortunately, he did not get far, as Star Fire immediately grabbed my and started squeezing him, all the while lifting him into the air.

"Let us go, friend Zaith, to the mall of Shopping!" She said with glee in her voice.

"That's nice, Star Fire, but do you mind not crushing my bones, I'd like to get back to the tower in one piece."

Star Fire continued to 'hug' Zaith in the air, while Raven followed behind. A noticeable finger was raised to her forehead, as she thought in annoyance of the possible torture Zaith was going to be put in.