Spring break may be fun, but damn can it get uneventful. Summer is going to be like this every day too. Anyways, I'm glad that everyone seemed to enjoy the last chapter. I know some of you think that things between Raven and Robin are going slow, but oh well. The idea is to write a fic and show them get together, not write a fic, have them get together right away, and be happy for the entire thing. That'd be uninteresting in my own opinion. Anyways, I'm going to call this a fairly eventful chapter, in which some things will be brought out in the open between Raven and Robin. Hope you'll enjoy, and as usual, review… if you wish to that is. Yeah, that's it.

I do not own Teen Titans.


Chapter 7: Confess

Robin's View

Their walk back towards the city was horribly awkward. Raven didn't speak a word to Robin, nor did she even cast a simple glance in his general direction. She just stared straight ahead, her expressions almost impossible to read, as usual. It was killing him on the inside, her not even talking to him. But this was Raven's way of dealing with her problems. She liked to do it all on her own, even if it would be far easier to work it out with someone else.

It was actually pretty depressing. Robin hated failing at anything, and he had failed once again. Who knew that making someone feel happy could be so difficult? Fighting the scum of the world was one thing, but getting someone like Raven to accept his help was another. He had fought some of the toughest villains on the planet, yet he couldn't accomplish this? 'Congrats, you're worthless' He told himself.

"Why don't you go back to the tower? I can drop these two off on my own." Raven's first words since their little argument held no emotion, just like her face. She was doing a good job on hiding herself from him. But he knew she was feeling something, no matter how hard she tried to hide it.

"No, I'm not leaving you," Robin answered. His was determined to spend some more time with her. He wasn't just going to let the night end like this, not if he could help it, which he knew he could.

"Why? You aren't even talking to me. What's the point?" Raven argued. She had finally looked at him, which relaxed Robin slightly, even though her eyes were shining angrily.

"Calm down. I'm here with you because I've promised myself to try and help you, whether you like it or not. I'm your friend, and friends don't let each other down." Robin stopped walking and crossed his arms. Raven looked at him blankly. She wasn't going to argue with him, he could tell.

"Fine. Could you at least keep up with me? I don't want this to take all night," Raven said in defeat. He smiled slightly, walking up next to her and holding an arm out in front of him.

"As you wish. Lead the way," Robin said, now feeling much better. Raven brushed past him, Overload and Cinderblock floating above her. She quickened his pace, making Robin mimic her. He didn't want to fall behind. Observing her quietly, Robin smiled wider. Even in silence, being around Raven was quite… "Intoxicating," He mumbled.

He was beginning to sense something about Raven. As much as she claimed that she didn't need help, as much as she said that could help herself… she wanted that help, she needed that help. She was angry that he had been following her and trying to help, but she also appreciated it. She had said it herself just before they were attacked. Maybe Robin wasn't failing completely. There was still a chance.

"You want my help, don't you?" Robin asked. He was taking a risk by even bringing this up at the moment. But risks had to be taken if he was going to make Raven feel happy. She stopped walking, setting Cinderblock and Overload down, but she kept the energy bind up.

"What makes you think that?" She shot back. Though her voice sounded slightly hostile, her face didn't read that. She looked almost nervous. Perhaps Robin was on to something here…

"It's just a hunch. You should know, it's something that all crime fighters develop," Robin said. Raven looked him in the eyes, obviously amused.

"So let me get this straight. You, on a hunch, seem to think that I actually want your help, even after I told you that I didn't need it, is that right?" Raven asked. She crossed her arms, tapping her foot impatiently. Robin grinned.

"That's right. And you know, Raven… just because you don't need my help doesn't mean that you don't want it," He replied. Raven's mouth dropped open, and she shut it immediately. Something told him that he was right.

"And if I do want it? I'm not as different as everyone else thinks. Just because I act like I want to be alone doesn't mean that I truly want it. I'm surprised that you actually figured it out… no one else has," Raven trailed off sadly. She slipped her hood up and over her head, shielding her pale and pretty face from him.

"It's not that hard to realize that you're just like anyone else. You're human." Robin said.

"I'm only half human," Raven muttered.

"Half of human is still human. You have wants, you have needs. So do I, Raven. I want to help you, I need to help you." Robin struggled not to blush. Seriously, how close could he get to actually admitting that he liked her? Not much closer than this, that was his personal guess.

"Well… thank you, really," Raven said quietly. She sounded embarrassed by her response, but Robin smiled at it. He expected another rude remark from her, but he got a thanks instead. She seemed to be changing before his very eyes.

"The prison isn't far from here, we should get going. I don't know about you, but I'm cold and hungry," Robin said. Raven nodded her head, raising her hand into the air and once again floating Overload and Cinderblock above them. They began to walk quickly, reaching the prison after a few moments.

"I'll take them in on my own," Raven told him. Robin nodded slowly, then gave a wave up to a guard posted in the tower above the gate. He waved back down, and Robin heard the gate open ahead of him. He leaned against the wall.

"See you soon," Robin muttered when Raven walked past. She nodded, and he almost thought that he saw a small smile through the darkness in her hood. This night might not be a waste after all, even if all the other nights had.

"We're sorry about those two escaping," A young voice next to him said. One of the guards had approached him.

"That's fine. Raven and I were already out, it was no trouble," Robin replied. "Well, it wasn't too much trouble," He added with a smile. The guard nodded his head, then trotted back to his post across the prison yard. Raven walked out soon after.

"I'll fly us the rest of the way," She said as she approached. She floated a few feet into the air and waited for Robin to assume the position. He stood still, shaking his head.

"Let's at least walk the couple miles to the edge of the city. It's a beautiful night," Robin said. Raven floated back down to the ground, sliding her hood down and gazing into the clear night sky. Then she nodded.

"Alright, you've got me convinced," She said, and began to walk towards the tower.

Robin walked next to Raven, wanting badly to hold her hand. He would occasionally brush against her, and both of them would jump. This time with her was getting interesting. The longer they were together, the more he seemed to like her. She had lightened up towards him, and she was acting different compared to her usual behavior when she was around Robin. Maybe she liked him too.

"It hasn't been this quiet in a while. I'm almost expecting something to come out and ruin the peace for us," Robin said. His eyes darted back and forth for a moment as he looked for any sort of crime. There was none, of course. Sometimes his paranoia got the best of him.

"Where is everybody?" Raven asked. Robin looked around. Her question was a good one. The streets were empty, not a person out. There were plenty of cars lined on the road, and he could see people through the windows. Some of them pointed and gawked but not one person came out for an autograph. That was a relief.

"Late night, people are all inside, I guess," Robin answered. He didn't care why the people were inside, he was just glad that they were. He could be alone with Raven and enjoy it, no interruptions. He could just stand back and enjoy her beauty without somebody yelling for something from them. It was a huge nerve calmer.

They strode together in another long silence, but with one huge difference: It wasn't awkward. Robin didn't feel to urge to say anything, and it seemed like Raven felt the exact same way. She seemed content, for the moment. Robin couldn't help but begin to think that he was helping her in some way, and that was a relaxing thought. He might not be able to catch Slade, but at least he could help his friend.

"Alright, now can I give you a lift?" Raven asked. Robin noticed that they had just about reached the edge of the city. They were in front of a metal barrier that blocked off the sea in front of them. Robin looked at the tower ahead and nodded, then lifted his arms. Raven placed her arms around him and slowly took off into the air, gaining speed as she got used to the weight. Robin allowed himself to relax from her touch.

"Set us down on the roof," Robin said unnecessarily. She was probably heading for the roof instead of the main door anyway. Raven settled them both down, letting him go and making Robin wish that he still felt the warmth of her hands on his body. Unlike you would think, she had a very gentle touch. He flattened out the wrinkles in his uniform before holding open the roof door and allowing Raven to go down in front of him.

"I'm going to go and meditate," Raven said simply as she lowered her hood. She stopped in front of her door and opened it, then turned to face Robin. She looked sick.

"Something wrong?" Robin asked. She really looked like she was about to puke or something. Raven took a deep breath and seemed to relax a little.

"I just… I wanted to thank you for tonight. I was mad before, but I'm glad that someone finally shows that they care. So… thank you," Raven muttered quietly. Robin smiled.

"Of course I care, and so do the others. But you always act like you don't want help, and I just happened to be the first person to show how much I care," Robin said. Raven nodded, a smile playing across her face. He hadn't seen her smile this much in a night… ever.

"I know I didn't really show it, but I actually had a good time tonight. Even with the small argument we had. It was nice to go out and not get my hair washed on accident, get into a car race, or go to a movie and have it turn our horrible. I knew someone wouldn't screw up," Raven said. Robin smiled wider, but then frowned. If there was ever a time to tell Raven that he liked her, now was it.

"There's something I need to tell you, and it's important. I don't know how you'll react, but it needs to be said. Try not to be mad," He said. Raven kept on staring at him, a funny look coming over her face. She looked nervous again.

"Go on," Raven said. He took another deep breath.

"Did Cyborg say anything to you about me liking you?" He asked first. Raven nodded slowly. "Well, he was right. I didn't think that I liked you at first, but I know realize that I do…" He mumbled quickly. Robin didn't dare look Raven in the eye.

"And…" She asked. He frowned again. He really didn't expect a reply like that.

"And… well… I guess I was wondering if you liked me back," Robin said cautiously. Raven didn't look happy, she didn't look angry. She just looked nervous. Still blushing, Robin started to walk away. She clearly didn't like him.

"Where are you going?" She asked suddenly. He stopped in his tracks, shrugging.

"You didn't answer, I just assumed that you didn't like me back," He muttered.

"Don't assume anything. To tell the truth about my feelings for you… I just don't know. I'm confused," Raven said.

"If you're confused… it probably means that you like me," He said hopefully. Robin silently cursed himself for saying such a dumb thing though.

"I don't know what it means and neither do you," Raven said harshly. She sounded angry at him, a lot like she had sounded earlier that night. He gulped.

"It's a lot easier to realize that you don't like someone than to realize you do. You wouldn't be confused unless you thought that you did," He said. Why did he have to keep going on with this?

"So what if I do like you? It's not just going to be some happy story. We'd have to work at it. We'd have to get around your obsession over Slade and my cruel attitude. It wouldn't be simple," Raven said.

"I don't care if you act cruel, because I know you aren't truly like that. As for Slade, I can get over that. And Raven, who cares if it's not simple? If it was simple it would become far less interesting," He argued. It didn't seem like his argument was having much of an affect on her.

"We can't be together, it just wouldn't work out," Raven said, a hint of sadness in her voice. She pulled her hood up and turned around. "Just… go away," She added. She walked into her room and slammed the door.

Robin stood there, feeling crushed. She had just told him that she pretty much liked him, but they just couldn't be. Why? Because it "just wouldn't work out", as if that was a real reason. Robin slowly turned around, then trudged into the living room. Starfire sat alone, on the couch.

"Robin!" She yelled happily. Starfire jumped up and grabbed onto his hand, dragging him over to the couch and setting him down. He stared forward. "How was your journey with Raven?" She asked.

"She rejected me, Starfire. She practically told me that she liked me but that we couldn't be together. Why?" He asked mindlessly. He wasn't really thinking straight. Starfire didn't even know that he liked Raven, or he didn't think she did.

"Oh… Yes. Cyborg told Beast Boy and I about how he felt about Raven. It would seem that he was right…" Starfire said airily. She sounded a lot like him. Sad.

"I shouldn't be talking about this to you. I'm sorry," Robin apologized. Starfire sure as hell didn't want to hear about his problems. He went to get up, when Starfire put her arms around him.

"Stay…" She whispered quietly. Robin didn't quite know why she was doing it, but he had a feeling that it was more for her than it was for him. He hugged her back, still thinking of Raven.

Raven's View

Now why in the hell had she done that? She had taken her chance to let her true feelings out and turned it into something else. Instead of taking Robin in she pushed him away. It was her best shot at being truly happen and she blew it. Why did she always have to mess up when she had the chance to do things right? Raven sighed and sat down on her bed.

She needed to learn how to be nice to people. Robin was trying to help her out, and what did she do? She snapped at him. She told him to go away. Raven rubbed her temples. She was slowly gaining an enormous headache that was bothering her more by the minute. It was probably there from the huge amount of thoughts that she had swirling through her head.

'You like him, why can't you just give it a shot? What's the point of messing around? This could be good for you' A voice told her. It was true. Though her powers were unstable if she felt emotion, she could handle it. Raven wanted to be happy, and she wanted it bad. If anyone could make her feel good… Robin could.

'Then what the hell am I doing here?' Raven asked. She looked around her room, wishing that it was a little more welcoming. She stood, wondering if telling Robin about how she truly felt was a good idea. If she wasn't able to control her emotions… people could get hurt, Robin for one. She did not want that to happen. But there was one thing she did want… happiness. Robin could do that for her, she just knew it.

"Then get moving," She ordered herself out loud. Raven walked to the door and took a deep breath before opening it and stepping into a cold, silent hallway. Her room a was a whole lot warmer than this. Raven walked down the brisk hall, taking in a deep breath as she arrived at Robin's door. She knocked a few times quietly.

"Robin?" She said. He didn't answer. Raven looked up and down the hallway, and shifted the top half of her body through the door. The lights were off. If he was in, he was asleep. Raven shifted back out and walked towards the kitchen. He might be in there.

"Shh…" Robin's voice said softly. Raven stopped in her tracks. Who was he talking to? She inched her way to the corner and peered around it. Starfire and Robin were on the couch, hugging one another. She grimaced. He sure moved on quick…

"Five minutes ago he liked me, and now what? He likes her…" Raven gritted her teeth, struggling to hold in a cry of fury. Her anger slowly subsided, only to be replaced by sadness. Her one chance to be happy for the first time in a while was gone. She held back her emotions as best she could, floating down the hallway. A bulb on the ceiling cracked, but she paid no attention to it. Raven got to her room in a moment.

"Why? Why couldn't he wait a little bit?" She asked herself. 'Maybe it didn't look like I thought it did' She tried to calm herself. But no… Robin and Starfire had never hugged before, why would they now? Raven's lip trembled as her depression grew. She grabbed a knife of her desk and crawled into the corner.

'Don't do this' She told herself. Raven brought the blade down to the top of her arm. She hadn't cut in a long time. She had vowed to stop… Raven shook her head as she thought of Robin. "My fault…" Raven whispered, then began to cut her arm, over and over.


Well, that was a somewhat dumb and depressing chapterending. Yes, I know I'm much later than I usually am when it comes to updating. No, I do not have a decent excuse. It wasn't as if I didn't have the time. I mean, hell, I was on spring break. It was more like I didn't have the inspiration to do it. I knew exactly what I wanted to write but couldn't find the correct way to put it. I don't even like how this chapter came out but you, the readers, deserve something after two weeks. So… Review if you wish to. Sorry if this whole chapter was trash.

Next Chapter: After a talk with Starfire, Robin decides to take another shot with Raven, only to find her still cutting. Will he be able to comfort her?

"I can take you places where you'd never go alone…"

-SinFire