Raventhedarkgoddess: Okay, this one is for you, OneOfAKind284. Sorry I didn't start on it sooner. I don't own Teen Titans or Anthem Of Our Dying Day by Story Of The Year (It kinda belongs to THEM.)That said, here's the story.

Chapter One: Our Dying Day

The stars will cry
The blackest tears tonight
And this is the moment that I live for
I can smell the ocean air
And here I am
Pouring my heart onto these rooftops
Just a ghost to the world
Exactly what I need.

Cyborg was all alone on the roof, unable to figure out what he was doing there at the late hour of one in the morning. The half-machine gazed out at the city the Teen Titans fought so hard to protect everyday of their lives. He relised what he really wanted to think about and the human half of his face blushed hot with a rosey color even though he was all alone. He wanted to think about the purple-haired, violet-eyed enchantress that lay below the rooftop, asleep. He fixed his eyes on the spot on the roof that was sheltering her as she lay and then shook his head as if to clear it. Get a grip, man, he thought. She can't love you.

As if reading his thoughts, Raven Roth climbed onto the roof, looking for peace and a few minutes away from the stuffiness of the tower and Beast Boy's snoring. Brushing her hair out of her half-closed eyes and sitting down, it took her a few seconds to notice that Cyborg's legs were dangling next to hers and that he was here too. Raven knew she didnt' mind his company. You like it, nagged a voice in her head. She tried to shake that off and gazed skyward. "Lovely night, huh?" Cyborg tried to break the heavy silence engufling them like a blanket over a cold sleeper on a late night.

"Everything is still," Raven said softly. "Cyborg, look at the stars with the lights, the tails...Do they look like they're crying tears to you? Black tears agenst the black sky so that we can't see them? Tears from years of watching humanity? I mean, other things must have emotions too...Maybe they're like me. They can't show them." Raven bit her lip hard. Great, now he thinks I'm crazy, she thought, watching him squint skyward as if trying to see what she saw there. He lowered his head and looked directly into hers, but it was with thought, not scorn.

His metal hand slid itself under her chin, keeping her eyes looking into his. Raven did not, as he had expected her to do, recoil or look away, but kept her head up and did not avert his gaze. "Ya, I see what you mean. I think everything must get upset...Humans aren't and never will be perfect, Ray. I think I'd cry too. Sometimes I would like to cry...But maybe only humans cry." He turned away from her, wanting more than ever to cry. Raven looked at him, wanting to do something to ease his pain. This is the moment you've been living for, she said to herself. So maybe you could tell him that you do love him, but you can't let it beyond the mirror? Don't be an idiot, she told herself. A guy like him could never like a girl like you.
Cyborg felt invigorated and took a deep breath of the air around them. Raven was standing there, his hand still holding her face up as he took a deep breath of the ocean-like air rolling off the lake that was almost surrounding the tower. Cyborg didn't know what he wanted to say or why he wanted to say it, but he opened his mouth to speak all the same. I may be only half-human, he said to himself, but I've still got a heart and I'm about to pour it out. His human eye stayed on Raven, but the other one wandered over the semi-crumbling rooftop he was about to pour his heart on. He felt like a ghost, almost a tradtior to himself, telling himself that this was the wrong thing to do and that she wouldn't feel the same way back, but he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. This is exactly what I need to know, he told himself, stiffening his resolve and looking at her with both eyes.

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day
Of our dying day
Of our dying day
Of our dying!

Raven couldn't resist looking back at him, hoping her calm facade was not betrayed by her beating heart or harsher breathing. Trying to keep the emotions from racing across her eyes was also a challange. You're practiced at this, she told herself. Just listen to what he says, she thought. Dear God, let him like me, she thought to herself. "Raven, I want to know...Am I just a brother to you? And tell me the truth. I mean, are we just like family,or...um..." Cyborg felt the human side of his face growing warm again as he stared at the ground, too ashamed to look at Raven's face again.

Raven sighed, trying not to blush herself. He hasn't given any hint, she thought to herself. But the truth...I've got to tell him the truth. Raven's eyes flickered slightly with the emotions she was trying to control. What the hell is she thinking? A way to let me down? I can't handle that, he thought to himself. "Cyborg...You mean a little more than I think I show you. You mean a lot...I see it behind my mirror and one day I'll show you how much I care. For now, just...Would knowing I love you be enough?" Raven blushed now, head ducked as something below them blew up. Beast Boy, looking up in shock, found out that his window had shattered. Shrugging, he fell back asleep into his dreams of fangirls.

"Raven, that's more than enough." He slid his arm around her shoulders and they sat like that, silent for a while. "Everything...Looks like it's burning." Raven looked over the city. "I know it's just the lights, but still, how many miles can there be?" She leaned agenst him, unsure why she felt so sure that there was fire. Cyborg's eyes widened, but before he could speak, Robin came rushing up. Cyborg quickly pulled his arm away from Raven and the two stood up. Although his best friend raised both eyebrows at him, he let it pass and told them that a bank was on fire and a new villan, a young girl called Pyroa, was robbing most of the city's money. They took off without a word, Cyborg's mind clouded with new thoughts of Raven.

For a second I wish the tide
Would swallow every inch of this city
As you gasp for air tonight
I'd scream this song right in your faceIf you were here
I swear I wont miss a beat
Cause I never
Never have before

Cyborg dodged the fire and aimed off to his right to protect Raven from the fire-slinging teen that appered determined to pick off the entire team and get away before everything was over. Her firey red hair blended with the background of fire and chaos she had created as she slung fireballs at Raven, who seemed to be having mild trouble moving around them due to the flames. Raven moved slightly toward Terra, who screamed as a fireball slammed her in the side. Beast Boy, now an elephant, ran forward to put her out.

Starfire was having just as much trouble. This girl had the strange ability to throw in three directions at once, causing catastophe for both girls as well as Robin. Cyborg, the only one not targeted, saw that Robin was being attacked and moved forward. He hit the girl once in the chest, and Pyroa shreiked and fell to her knees. "You won't take me that easily," she said, aiming for what Cyborg thought to be nothing as she fainted dead away.

"Good work, Cyborg." Robin turned, trying to see what his friend was looking at with such obivous horror. Then he relised that Beast Boy, having hauled Terra off to the side, was trying to get Starfire and Raven to move before the blast that was thought to be at nothing hit them both. Raven shoved the babbling Starfire out of the way, but in the process found herself injured, falling down slightly as she became a charred mass agenst the pavement. Cyborg, forgeting that no one knew about his relationship with Raven and praying she was safe, ran in. The injury was deep, but Raven's face broke into a rare smile as he picked her up and began showing concern. "Are you hurt? Raven, does it hurt to walk?" Still ranting, he set her gently down in the back of the T-car, the others following in the usual style of the air.

Raven clutched his neck without shame, the others watching as he lay her on the couch and bent close to hear her strained voice. She looked up at him and whispered something that made him go pale with worry and obvious denial. "Don't joke like that, Ray. That ain't funny. You know that ain't funny!"

"I'm not joking. I wish I were. Cyborg, I'm as good as dead. Just take me back up onto the roof." Cyborg, still ranting that it wasn't true, picked her up and the pair of them sat there, silently as they had at first. The others, though Terra wanted to make sure she was okay since she felt this was partly her own fault, respected their privacy and let them talk together and alone. Raven gasped for air as he relised the cold, hard truth. Raven, burnt and injured, was dying. He took her in his arms, holding the gasping body in his arms. "I'll always love you, ya know that?" Cyborg found something rare: A single tear rolled down the human side of his face and landed agenst Raven's.

"I never thought I could love. I could. Thank you so much: You've done more than you need know." Raven quit struggling for air, and her pale face became paler still, her breathing barley detectable. Cyborg had already accepted her death, and gazed out over the city, hugging the almost-lifeless girl of his dreams agenst his chest. A light rain began to fall over them both and the lake swelled threateningly. "The lake can swallow the whole damn city. I don't care. I don't care at all anymore. The only thing I could bring my heart to care for is gone. Swallow every inch. Swallow them all!"

Ducking his head toward Raven, he kissed her lips and found them waxy and cold. Her hands, still resting on his neck, were almost the same. Cyborg stared at his own hands and felt his own face. Nothing feels right after tonight, he thought. I mean, all of a sudden I can cry and everything...I just never had a reason to cry. He shook his head as if trying to clear it for the second time that night. I've got to calm down. She's gone, but I can't just keep missing beats. I've never missed one before, I can't miss one now. I'd tell her that too, if only she were here...Cyborg closed his eyes and allowed his mind to fade a bit, away from the pain.

From up here the city lights burn
Like a thousand miles of fire
And I'm here to sing this anthem
Of our dying day
Of our dying day
Of our dying day
Of our dying!

When he came back to his senses, Cyborg looked over at Raven and then out over the city, up into the few stars that were still visible through the drizzle. He remembered what she'd said about the crying stars and the burning city lights and glanced out again. Fire, he thought, they still look like fire to me. This is her dying day, he thought softly. I'd love to say something, anything...

"I'm not completely gone, you know." Cyborg looked into the eyes of the girl. "It's not my dying day yet." She coughed gently, almost lightly. "Come on, let me lay down."

Raven lay in her bed soundlessly, finally calling Cyborg in to tell him that she was done now. "I tried." She kissed him and he knew she was gone. Raven fell agenst his side, completely lifeless, and Cyborg relised she had left her radio on. "And I'm here to sing this anthem of our dying day..." Cyborg sighed. He had already accepted this once, and, although he expected her to spring up, he gave into the greif. Robin came in and set his hand agenst Cyborg's shoulder, and Cyborg nodded sadly.

Weeks later, Cyborg placed the same song on in his car. He and Robin stood and Cyborg knelt down in front of her grave, placing flowers on two graves that were close. As Robin climbed into the car to give him a moment, Cyborg thought he heard two voices. Looking over at his mother and Raven's graves, Cyborg heard the words 'We are happy, you shall follow when you are ready.' He knew that both of them wanted him to live long and happy, and he nodded. It may be Ray's dying day, he thought, but she doesn't want it to be mine.

Raventhedarkgoddess: There we go. Short little songfic one shot. I hope you liked it.