Hey, thanks for all the reviews! You guys are nice, really. I'm just grateful nobody has flamed me (yet).

And, yeah, since I forgot last time, I don't own Teen Titans. I'll bet none of you noticed that, but I just have one question: is it required to put a disclaimer on all your stories? Because frankly, I don't see the use since these are FAN fictions, I'm not sure.

Anyways, enjoy the next chapter.

It was a normal day in Titans tower. Beast Boy and Cyborg were mindlessly competing in their video games, and Raven was reading. It was about midday, so it wasn't abnormal for one of the titans to sleep in late.

Starfire was in her new favorite spot in the tower. She went to the roof to think of things, but not to be alone and to do other things she might feel like doing. She had gotten her own spot, her own space. She began to think to herself of how this room became hers.

FLASHBACK:

"What is that place way up there?" Starfire's innocent voice echoed off the vast hallways of the tower, pointing up a long winding staircase that lead to a door.

"It's just the attic." Raven said simply. Beast Boy heard Starfire's question and turned around.

"Yeah, it's just full of old junk and stuff. You wouldn't like it that much."

"Besides, it's a pig sty up there, there's cobwebs and dust, and…" Cyborg began to trail off on a very detailed list of disgusting things that could be found in a rusty old attic.

"I do not mind," she said, "I merely wish to look around." She slowly walked up the stairs without a sound and peeked into the medium-sized room.

Beast Boy and Cyborg were right, it was pretty dirty in there, but something in her wanted to fix it up.

"It is not as horrible as you say," she turned her head to look down at her friends, "May I do with it as I please?"

The titans had no objection whatsoever, so Starfire began her little experiment.

After about a week or so, Starfire had made the room look exceptionally comfortable, considering her designing abilities.

END FLASHBACK

She was in her little place. Her place to be alone. She looked at her surroundings. She was sitting on a wooden rocking chair, sitting closest to the huge window that looked over the whole city. She loved the feeling of seeing everything from so high up, and yet being inside at the same time.

She had decorated the room to a slight contrast from the purple and pink room where she slept. The walls she had painted (with Robin's help) a pale yellow with white furniture pieces around the room. A baby-blue bean bag chair sat at her left, along with some sketchbook pads and some pencils. She sometimes liked to doodle every once in awhile, whether extremely happy or outrageously angry, to let out her feelings. To her right-hand side stood a medium-sized white bookshelf full of fairy tales, biographies, romantic novels, maps, and Earthly cooking books. She had adopted a small pastime of reading from Raven. She didn't adore it as much as other things, but it entertained her all the same.

Thinking of reading, she plucked one of the books off the shelf and looked at the cover of the paperback: "Delicious Desserts Made Easy". She gingerly opened the book, reading every letter in fascination. She had no idea there were so many wonderful types of food on this planet.

As she was looking at the very beautiful pictures of sweets, she felt a hand grip the back of her chair. She then heard words of flattery whispered into her ear that made her jump in her seat. She spun around, eyes wide with horror, and began to stand up,

"Robin…." She said in an uneasy, almost afraid tone, "I do not like the things you say, please do not speak of such things again." She started towards the door.

Robin saw at once that flattery wasn't going to work with her. He grabbed her wrists, but she was too quick for him. Flinging his arms back, she stared at him in worry.

"Robin, what are you doing?" her voice was getting shakier, "Please let me pass."

Robin's face was twisted into a perverted smile that sent chills down her spine.

"No."

Every step he took towards her she took a step back. Knowing if she kept doing this she would be cornered, she quickly ran towards the door. He caught her arm and tried to pull her back, but she wriggled free and ran out of the room. She frantically ran down the winding stairs, with his last terrifying words still ringing in her ears:

"If you tell anyone, I'll kill you."

She ran and ran and ran, never wanting to stop. The look on his face would never leave her mind. He looked perfectly calm. He had planned this. She cared deeply for him, but what he wanted from her was too much for her to handle. It horrified her to see Robin like this; he had never acted this way around her before.

She finally reached the living room, the recent events still flashing in her head. Out of breath, she clung to the side of the wall to keep her balance.

"Starfire?"

"Ah!" she jumped and almost toppled over, as she looked about frantically.

Raven was staring at her with a look of concern that was only received when a person was truly upset.

"Is something wrong?" Raven slowly helped Starfire steady herself.

"It is nothing! Nothing at all!" Raven's amethyst glare eyed her with suspicion. "You simply startled me." Beginning to regain her composure, Starfire looked at Raven with unaccomplished innocence, hoping she wouldn't interrogate her further.

"Are you sure? You know you can talk to me about anything, Starfire."

Starfire suddenly got tense. Should she tell her? Oh, how she wanted to, but she had already pondered Robin's threat. He never lied about things like that. Never. When it came to life or death situations, he would always make a final decision, and never change it. No, he was serious, and he meant every word. Starfire uneasily looked back at her best friend; she hated to lie to her. She forced herself to believe that this was for the best, and she let the untrue words stutter out of her mouth.

"No, I am fine."

Raven's features relaxed, and she seemed less intuitive to continue the conversation. She looked back at the boys, with her usual annoyed look returning to her face.

"Well, unfortunately, Beast Boy won't be making lunch today." She smiled at the Tameranian, and the two girls made their way to the kitchen, preparing the lunch for the boys.

At first, Raven found it demeaning to make lunch for anyone but herself. But she enjoyed Starfire's company, and it was always an opportunity to just talk about things. It also made the time go by. Sometimes the girls would have a little fun and would "accidentally" put a tomato on Cyborg's sandwich, or a piece of bacon in Beast Boy's.

Raven never outwardly showed how much she enjoyed doing these simple things with friends, but Starfire knew that Raven appreciated the comic relief every once in awhile. A small smile would mean that Raven was just a little happier than she was a few minutes ago. As best friends, the girls could read each others expressions easily. And Starfire could tell that Raven was in a good mood today.

"Friends! It is time to celebrate the daily luncheon!!"

She was calling to all of the boys in general, but she inwardly hoped Robin wouldn't come down.

Beast Boy and Cyborg hungrily gathered around the table, tongues hanging out of their mouths, dripping with drool. Raven rolled her eyes, they were so immature.

"Fooooooooooooood!!!" Beast Boy proclaimed happily before diving into his sandwich.

"Awe yeah, baby! Ham, beef, turkey, and mayonnaise, here I come!" Cyborg quickly followed suit.

Starfire felt her stomach give a lurch as she saw Robin appear in the doorway. She quickly looked away from him as he passed by her without a word.

He sat at the table and silently began to eat. Although purposely not looking in his direction, she felt his heavy gaze on her. Since she wasn't looking at him, she couldn't tell what kind of expression was on his face. Trying to ignore it, she stroke up a conversation with Beast Boy,

"Friend, I am hoping that I made your sandwich correctly?"

"Sure did, Star." He said in between gulps, "it's great." He seriously meant it because she had no actual cooking involved in making his sandwich.

"That's not a sandwich, it's a salad surrounded by bread!" Cyborg had done it again.

"Hey guys," Starfire felt her blood freeze as she heard Robin speak, "I'll be in the gym if anyone needs me. See you later." She suddenly felt uncomfortable as she noticed him look her up and down once again. He walked out of the room without another word.

Suddenly feeling tired over her stressful day, she yawned and looked up at her friends.

"I am going to retire to my room for a nap of cats."

The titans nodded their approval as the alien slowly made it to her room. Plopping down on her bed, she worriedly thought over the previous events that had happened that morning. At first she had trouble getting to sleep, but relaxed as slumber soon found her. Hopefully things would be better when she woke up.

Well, you've gotta admit, it was longer....PLEASE REVIEW!!!