TITANS FOREVER

Chapter 5:

Time of Tragedies (Crappy Title, I know)

Warning:

From here on out, things get really frickin' dark in this story, so I guess it's a whole 'Reader Beware' kind of thing, right? Right. Well uh, rating may actually go up, seeing as things get friggin dark and because it will be my first M story soon . . . heheehehheheehehehjskdjfkdsjkldj


Nightfall finally came, and Raven crept up onto the roof of Titans Tower, clutching a blanket around her trembling body. The heat had gone out in the Tower, because of the growing winter, and Cyborg was not there to ensure that it would be fixed. So now, they would have to wait an additional 3 days. If that were not bad enough, then the swirling midnight winds took the cake, chilling Rae to the bone. She cursed herself for not wearing shoes or slippers or something, and stood, frozen, beneath the moon.

A few moments later, gentle, slightly wheezy breathing tickled her ear, and she went rigid as soon as she heard the husky "Boo". She held her breath, until the thing that had spoken grabbed her sides, kissing the crook of her neck.

"Damn, Rae, it's just me . . ." Beast Boy chuckled. His hands hooked themselves firmly on her hips, and he spun her around. "I scared the girl who feared nothing. Who would know." Raven shot him a glare to silence, and pried his paws off of her.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever . . ." she muttered. With this, BB smirked, wrapping his arms around her neck.

"What do ya wanna do tonight, hm?" he yawned into her ear, then nibbled it gently between his sharp incisors. Raven shivered, and cupped his cheek, sighing. "We can't," she told him sadly, letting go.

"Can't what?" he inquired, blinking as the object of his affections walked away.

"We can't . . . be like this," Raven groaned. She threw her arms up over her head with a sigh. "If we could, I'd be all for it." Beast Boy scowled at her, knowing fully well what she had meant, but didn't want to admit it.

"We could what? Rae, there's nothing stopping us . . ." he whispered pleadingly, moving closer. Raven snapped her head around and looked at him, begging him with her eyes to stop. Instead, he stood there, running his finger up and down her arm absent-mindedly, until he finally mused, "You're cold."

"No shit Sherlock," Raven hissed, and pulled her blanket closer around herself, watching the dark clouds travel across the large, full moon above. Beast Boy followed her gaze, then smirked, receiving an idea.

"Hey, Rae . . . Werewolves are out tonight," he told her, wiggling his eyebrows. Raven raised an eyebrow at him, as if to say 'So?'. He took a half-step towards her, still gazing up at the moon. Curiously, Raven watched him, waiting to see what he would do next. He averted his eyes, and looked at her very calmly.

"You'll need some protection," he said matter-of-factly.

"No, thanks. I think I'll live." Raven turned towards the door to head back to her warm, inviting bed, when HE lashed out, grabbing her forearm tenderly, and continued prying at her thin, mental membrane with those gorgeous emerald eyes.

He was breaking her sanity, and he knew it. She almost whined out loud, until she felt him press his mouth onto hers, cradling the back of her head with one hand, while cupping her buttocks with the other. Even in her mind, she had to admit that his choice of actions was embarrassing, and made her feel like a whore, but she kissed back, for some reason beyond her control. It was unexplainable; like a magnet was pulling them together, and could not be resisted.

And they threw themselves into eachother, unable to pull away. For there was always that magnet.

xTTxThe Next MorningxTTx

Raven lay curled up in warm, comforting sheets of cotton, eyes too tired to open. She didn't even know why she had awoken this early, but something felt strange. Strong, muscular arms were curved across her stomach, which she soon figured out was naked. After a little bit of prying, her eyes shot open, sleep-deprived and un-dilated, and found herself in Beast Boy's bedroom. There was a strange aroma in the air, that smelled un-like any other, and when she finally came to her senses, she realized what it was, letting the tips of her ears redden.

Beast Boy's left arm was circled under her breasts, and he was lazily sprawled across the right side of the bed, hair tussled, and a smile playing on his lips while he slept. The inside of Raven's legs ached a tiny bit; well, it didn't ache, but it was throbbing slightly, and she hit her head on the head-board of her lover's bed, groaning. She had slept with a taken man. Looking down at him, she slid her fingers through his hair, leaning down and kissing his forehead.

He stirred, opening his eyes and looking up at her, smiling sleepily. "Hey," he breathed, breath smelling like sleep. He looked over her body at the alarm clock beside her, and groaned. "6:30? In the MORNING? Geez, Rae . . . letta guy sleep . . ." he slid farther under the covers, facing away from her.

Raven bent over him, rubbing his arm. "Wait . . ." she murmured, hugging his side. "Why me?"

"Hmmmm?" he lifted his head, looking at her tiredly.

"Why do you love me, and not some other girl?" Raven asked softly, eyes shining with curiousity. Beast Boy grinned, leaning in and kissing her gently on the lips. He touched her breast as well, and kissed that too, (Perverted BB!), and sighed.

"Because you're so . . . so . . . exotic," he murmured. "Enigmatic?" Raven's eyebrows arched his use of words, but he waved it off, crawling on top of her and kissing along her neck. "You're so mysterious, and yet when people get to know you, they find that you're so fucking awesome . . . I like that. And you were there for me . . . all those times . . . even if you made fun of me. I always just felt attracted to you." He shrugged. "Now can I sleep?" he smiled dazedly.

Thinking it over, Raven nodded, climbing out of bed. "I . . . I have to get dressed. I can't be in here . . . If Jillian finds out . . ."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah . . ." Beast Boy sighed, scratching his head. "Well . . . last night was fun, Sunshine."

" . . ." Raven paused, looking at him in a shocked way. "'Sunshine'?"

"Yeah . . . You know. You're always acting like the opposite of sunshine . . . but you're pretty like it." He grinned. "So you're my sunshine. Corny, yes, but when have I ever failed you under that category?"

" . . . I love you, you stupid idiot." Raven bent down and kissed him.

xTTTxxTTTx

Things had been moving along slowly, but surely. Raven and Beast Boy flashed eachother a loving eye once in a while, and would occasionally have one of their little 'meetings' in either of their bedrooms. Jillian was oblivious, as usual, and that was all that basically had changed in their category. Starfire was starting to show her pregnancy physically, explaining to Robin that Tamaraneans matured faster than human beings up until 5 years of age. Robin would always just go along with it, and he was even adapting to the thought of being a father. He had chosen some names, all of which Starfire had called 'too Earthly'.

Cyborg called every week, and the Titans all exchanged video e-mails. He claimed that he would be out for a bit longer, as he and Jinx were ALREADY secretly engaged as of now, and he was also adapting to the thought of being a father. In reality though, he did not know when he would be back to Titans Tower . . . if he ever would return at all.

Everything seemed to be running along smoothly and very according to plan.

Until Jillian announced that she was dropping out of college to be with Beast Boy, and was planning to buy them an apartment.

Now, if that wasn't enough to put a strain on Beast Boy and Raven's relationship, I honestly don't know what would. Besides the fact that Raven knew that BB was being forced to have sex with Jillian to keep her content and unsuspecting. Beast Boy promised Raven that nothing would break them apart, but in actuality, they all knew that as long as Jillian was in the picture, this was going to go nowhere.

And then, came that one December morning . . .

xTTx

Beast Boy sat at the dining table, eating his Froot Loops contentedly, while watching Saturday morning cartoons, at roughly 8 A.M. in the morning. Raven entered a moment later, and stared at her 'boy-friend'.

"You still . . . eat that?" She pointed at the bowl in disgust, and walked over, sitting on his lap. Beast Boy grinned goofily, milk trickling down his chin. "Yah," he replied, mouth full of Froot Loops, causing more milk to spill down his face. Raven kissed the white liquid away, looking up at him.

Moments in which they were totally alone were very scarce and rare, so they took every available opportunity that they had to hug, kiss, e.t.c. Until Robin strolled in, with the newspaper tucked under his armpit, carrying a steaming cup of coffee in his other hand. He froze when he saw the pair, and his masked eyebrows raised, (they could tell from his forehead creasing).

Raven quickly slid off of Beast Boy's lap, looking at Robin with a stare so intense, it would cut through stone. Robin smirked.

"You know, this little game you're playing will soon be game over," he told them. "I advise you either break up, or something. Or someone will get hurt." Raven looked at Beast Boy, both of them blushing.

Starfire hobbled in after Robin a few moments later, her right hand supporting her bottom. At roughly 2 and a half months of pregnancy, her swollen belly matched that of someone at 6 months. She coughed violently, and sighed. "Friends, do we have any of the medicine?" she questioned sleepily.

Raven pointed to the medicine cabinent. "Yeah, Star."

Robin took over as the 'parental' role, wrapping his arms around the Tamaranean girl, and feeling her forehead, kissing it. "Are you okay?" he murmured. "This is the second day you've been like this . . . " he stroked her silky red hair, helping her over towards the large medicine cabinent, and rooting through it for cough drops. After finding the package, he thoroughly read the back, checking to see if it mentioned 'SAFE FOR PREGNANT WOMEN'. It didn't, so he was cautious, about to put the bag back when Raven stopped him.

She tore open the bag, pouring 2 into Starfire's outstretched palm, and giving Robin a smug look. He rolled his masked eyes, and Starfire popped the drops into her mouth, rubbing her stomach absent-mindedly.

"How is our future mumsy?" Beast Boy asked in a mock-British accent.

"She's fine," Robin answered for her, patting Starfire's belly as well.

"I asked the mumsy, Daddly-doo. Not you," Beast Boy sneered. Starfire smiled faintly.

"More exhausted than usual," the alien girl replied, yawning. Raven hooked an arm around the girl's waist, leading her to the couch to sit. Robin followed the pair, eyeing Raven icily with distrust. When Raven set the Tamaranean down, he took over, sitting beside her.

Raven stepped over to Beast Boy, and he whispered into her ear, "Wouldn't it be so awesome if WE had a kid?" Raven blushed, looking at him flabbergastedly, wringing her hands embarrassedly.

"I wouldn't make a very good mum," she told him softly. He smiled, lifting her chin. "Quit lying, Rae," he told her with a smirk. "It gives you grey hairs."

Raven glared at him playfully, and he lightly tapped her tush, sighing blissfully. Jillian was out on the town for the day, staying with some Sorority girls that she had known from college, while they found her (and sadly him) a place to live. He looked up at Raven, poking her belly.

"Imagine OUR little one growing there," he whispered to her, smiling against her neck. Raven rolled her eyes.

"You are like . . . DETERMINED to have us conceive that child, now aren't you?" Raven asked, smirking.

"Oh yes."

Everything seemed fine, until the alarm went blaring suddenly without a warning. Starfire jumped, yelping as she clutched her stomach, and Raven jumped into BB's lap, arms wrapped around his neck from being stunned.

Robin rose, darting over to the large computer screen, typing in the Titans Tower security code. A large map of the world appeared on the screen, then zoomed in to New York State, U.S. . . . to Steel City.

"WARNING: CODE RED. WARNING: CODE RED" the computer-generated voice of the alarm repeated over and over again, as all color drained from Robin's face. He looked down, mouth agape, and barely breathed out the words, "The Titans East have been assassinated."

The world had surely stopped spinning. Raven let go of Beast Boy's neck, only to fall down to the floor like a seamless Rag Doll, while Starfire's skin became pure white. Beast Boy's right hand found its way to his hair, running his finger through it, an old habit of his that he had picked up way back before he had joined the Titans in Hollywood.

Robin felt the wall that he had built around himself (to protect himself from dangerous emotions such as sadness and hatred) come crumbling down, and turned around. "Oh my God . . . " was all he could say. Starfire looked at her other two friends for help, and Raven stood up, walking over to Robin. She put a warm hand on his shoulder, as he stared at the floor, a tear trickling down his cheek. She squeezed one of his hands.

"How?" she asked. He looked up at her, and shrugged, shaking his head as if to signify that to be honest, he didn't really know. Starfire glanced at Beast Boy, and sighed, resuming her hobby of rubbing the growing bulge in her stomach. Beast Boy jumped to his feet, hugging Raven from behind tenderly, while gazing at Robin's face. Had he ever seen him look more wrecked and vulnerable?

Robin sighed shakily, wrapping his cape around him. "Villains are probably swarming their city . . ." he mused, trailing off. Raven shook her head, and rolled her eyes over to Beast Boy, then back at Robin.

"You're not going out there," she told him flatly. "None of us are. If worse comes to very worse--"

"Are you saying it hasn't already?" Robin barked, masked eyes filled with fury. "You're acting like this is a joke? A game? One of BB's gags? This is REAL life! That could've been us! Nothing like this has ever happened before!"

Raven glared, folding her arms indignantly. "As I was saying," she growled assertively, then traveled on, "Cyborg would be able to take care of it. We don't need to risk our necks for a purpose that might not even exist anymore."

"'Might not even exist anymore'? What the hell is your problem, Raven?" Robin groaned, slapping his forehead, then massaging the sweating skin. "Just go run off with Beast Boy. Starfire, go take a nap. I'll take care of this myself . . ."

"If I do not recall," Starfire said warily, eyeing her team-mates, "A team is a unit of more than one person. A team is a group of friends or comrades who work together to get the 'job', whatever it may be, done. Are you, Robin, saying that we are not a team?"

"No! No, no!" Robin gaped up at her. "A team . .. is . . . we ARE a team!" he finished confidently, sighing, and smoothing the spikes of his hair. "Just . . . just, this is just too much on my plate right now . . . Just go back off for a while guys, I'm sorry." With that, he drifted out of the room. Beast Boy and Raven exchanged looks of worry, while Starfire clutched her stomach, frowning.

"Friends . . . I feel . . . uncomfortable. My unborn child kicks persistantly, in a manner not done before . . ." she told them, blinking.

"Whaddaya mean, Star?" Beast Boy asked, blinking.

Starfire suddenly doubled over in pain, clutching her stomach. "IBELIEVE IT IS THE TIME!"

Raven stopped, then looked at Beast Boy. "What does she mean 'it's time'? She's not due for another 3-4 months . . ."

As soon as the words were out, she paled, and looked at BB. He looked at her, confused. "You ok?" he asked cautiously.

"Alert Robin," Raven said shakily. "I-I can't . . . I can't say what's happening."

xTTx

A/N: GASP!121434324FORTYSEVEN!32433! What's going to happen? Well, I don't know, and neither do you. XP So now, you must wait until I get struck with inspiration again . . .which will probably be relatively soon, seeing asI have a whole friggin' list of ideas for this story, and two of which have just been used off. -scratches them off of her list which was written on a shabby piece of notebook paper after her science test the day before-

this chappie was brought to you by WRITING CLUB! At least a fourth was written in it. :D So thank Mrs. Gillmor for creating this, at Wilson Fricking Central Fricking Junior Fricking High Fricking School.

Mari-Chan