Title: In Your Dreams

Author: Blair Lebeau, SocialButterfli

Summary: The memory of her is still clear in his mind. He'll never forget how his heart stopped when she turned her back to him and flew away, never to return. But when they find each other again, will their destined love finally become reality? Or can they only be together in his dreams? RobStar

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, but it anyone wants to buy it for me, feel free!

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Prologue

If it had been any other rescue, I would have carried on as usual, making sure the criminal was put in jail and then returning the victim to where they belong, safe and sound. But this was not a normal rescue, even though it started out that way.

We were alerted of a kidnaping taking place on South Boulevard of Jump City. Being the "heroes" that we're called, of course we had to go and save the day. In places like Jump City where strange criminals lurk and even stranger crimes occur, the police are rendered useless. It is in a place like Jump City that teams such as the Teen Titans are needed.

This was one of those usual strange crimes. A kidnaping is normal enough, but the kidnapper was one of those psychos armed with strange, possibly supernatural weapons. You can see why police are no match for such criminals. However, the Teen Titans are. So we answered the call, getting there as fast as we could.

Like I said before, it started out normal enough. The kidnapper fired as us with his strange laser-gun-like weapon, but we dodged his shots easily, and soon Raven had used her powers to remove all weaponry. Unarmed, he was helpless, and moments later he had surrendered and the rest of the team was taking him to the big house. I was left behind to deal with the rescued child and escort him home. It was Beast Boy, not me, who rescued the boy from the grip of his captor, so it was the first time I laid eyes on him.

And when I did, my heart stopped. No longer was it a normal rescue. It was one that would change our lives, or mine at least, forever. Whether bad or good, at the time I could not tell, but I knew it was a change I wanted. Anything to escape the mistake I made, and perhaps have a chance to fix it.

I was overcome with a wave of nostalgia, followed by a surge of hope. I knew it was foolish, and it was just my innermost desires getting the best of my normally realistic and logical mind, but that familiar crimson hair and shining green eyes brought her memory back to life. Not that it was ever dead, for I live with my mistake and the consequences that followed every single minute of my hateful life. Every morning when I wake up, I am forced to relive that fateful night again, knowing that life will never be the same; the best thing that ever happened to me is gone, and it's all my fault.

I'm not your average teenage guy. That goes without saying, as you already know I'm a super hero, supposedly. I don't laugh in the face of danger, but I don't run and hide, either. I just take action. But sometimes I get a little . . . wrapped up in a mission. If you asked the rest of the team, they'd tell you I was dangerously obsessive at times. And they wouldn't be wrong in telling you that, either. Because of my . . . intensity, I made a couple of mistakes. Mistakes that you just shouldn't make when the fate of a city rests in your so-called capable hands. But those mistakes are nothing compared to the one I made that fateful night. I can still see her emerald eyes, glistening with tears as my mistaken and regretful words reached her ears. Those same eyes are reflected now in this boy. Perhaps I am mistaken to think it is not a coincidence. But deep down inside, I know it's not. This boy must be related to her, or have some connection to her.

Where did she go when she left?

"What is your name?" I asked the boy. He looked at me, and I noticed him shivering. I couldn't tell if it was because he was scared or cold. Probably both.

"Ryan," he said, after he seemed to contemplate what his answer should be. "Ryan Anders." He paused for another moment, then shook his head. "No, I guess that's not right. That would be repetitive. Ry Anders, then. Or just Ryan." I looked at him, studying him again, but this time my focus was not on his familiar features, but on his face. There was something he was hiding, that was for sure. Who has to take a moment to figure out their name?

"Well, Ryan, if that's your preference, where is your . . . guardian?" Ryan looked at me and our gazes locked. Suddenly, his face seemed to light up with recognition.

"Are you Robin?" he asked, almost eagerly. "Were your friends the Teen Titans?"

"Yes," I answered slowly. "We are the Teen Titans." I paused, wondering whether to add the last bit of information. Finally, I did. "Minus one." Ryan nodded as if this made sense, and my heart leaped with hope. Most children we met in the park or rescued or just came across nowadays would ask us where our missing member was and why she was missing. If Ryan were just another child, I was sure he would have asked as well. But he didn't. He didn't look surprised, either. I couldn't help but hope it meant something.

"I've heard a lot about you." My next question was inevitable, and I had a feeling that we both knew it.

"From whom?"

"My sister." I swallowed, hard.

"And who is your sister?" There was a moment's pause, and I felt like I needed to justify myself. "I need to know if I'm to return you home."

"Kori. Kori Anders." He smiled. "Now that one is right." My face, and heart, fell. I was so sure that he meant her. How could he not? They had the same hair and eyes and orange-tinted skin. How could they not be related? Perhaps I had imagined it all. The similarity, the knowing glances, the omnipresent connection. I was so intent on finding her again that I let my heart take over, and in letting that happen, I had allowed myself to let my guard down and get hurt again. Just like I am hurt every day, and I deserve it, too, for I hurt her.

"Oh," I said, trying to shield my disappointment. "I don't know where she lives, so you'll have to give me directions. Do you know?" He gaze never left my face, but it seemed to change from possible eagerness to a disappointment mirroring my own. I didn't know what to make of this, and didn't have a chance to ponder it any longer as the boy took my hand. I was surprised by the gesture, not just because we were strangers to each other, but because I couldn't remember the last time someone had reached out to me like that. Since the night of The Mistake, as I've come to address it in my tortured mind, everyone close to me has regarded me with unsure caution, as if scared of me, and the one who was closest to me was gone. I'd like to say that since then things have returned to normal, and I suppose they are as normal as they can get under the circumstances. But nothing can be normal without her presence. We never really realized how much she affected our daily lives until she wasn't affecting us any longer. And I don't think anyone really forgave me for that, even if I do catch them sending me pitying glances from time to time. So, no, things have never been the same since The Mistake, and deep down inside I know that my life is doomed to be forever empty without her. The others have a chance, perhaps, to reconcile with her. After all, they never did a thing to hurt her, not like me. But so far, no one has. Not out of loyalty to me, mind you, but because everyone thought she went back to her home planet. For a brief moment I had hope that we were mistaken, but reality has crashed upon me once again and I know that she truly is gone.

Speaking of my team's loyalty, or rather the seeming lack of, it's something that has truly troubled my mind during the rare moments that The Mistake isn't cursing me. As a team, they will stand by me as their leader, of that I have no doubts. But as a friend . . . I don't even know if "friend" is a term they would use to describe me anymore. What I did didn't just hurt her, and ultimately myself; it affected everyone, and everyone had to pay for my brash stupidity. They know I didn't mean it, they know it was a mistake, but they are still angry for my stubbornness. You see, if I had just admitted what was the obvious truth (unknown only to her, because of her tendency to be oblivious to earthly ways), none of this would have happened. She would still be here with us, all of us would be happy, myself most of all.

Or the worst case scenario could have happened and the team would have fallen apart.

Then again, the team has fallen apart anyway.

And there was no best case scenario with The Mistake. There could have been if I had just stopped being so hardheaded and torn down my wall to let someone in. But not just anyone. Her.

My beautiful Starfire.

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Hey to all my returning loyal readers and hopefully some new ones too! Have you missed me? Finally I'm back with my new fic, "In Your Dreams". I know you're probably wondering what took me so long, and I'm sorry about the long wait, but my laptop got a virus and so I had to see if it could be fixed. Sadly, it couldn't, so all my work was lost and I had to wait until I got a new one. It was supposed to be my Christmas gift, but after lots of begging and pleading I was allowed to have it early. So it'll take me longer to update since I haven't written most of this up ahead of time as usual, but I hope you'll bear with me, I'm pretty sure this story will be good.

A couple author's notes that are important: In case you didn't know, Koriand'r is Starfire's real name, from the comic books. (Kori Anders, in case you didn't make the connection.) Also, Ryand'r (Ryan/Ry Anders) is her brother from the comic books. That's all I know about him, so if you know more and he doesn't have Starfire's red hair and green eyes, I'm sorry, but it works best for the story to have it that way. So now, if you didn't before, you have an idea of where I'm going with this story.

Also, I'm going to be writing this fic in two ways: one, in Robin's POV, which will be written in italics. Two, as I normally do, which is 3rd person. Certain chapters will be Robin, others will be 3rd person, and I'm not sure yet if I'll mix the two, but if I do, you'll know because the italics will tell you who's "speaking", me as the author or Robin.

Another note is that there won't be any sneak peaks like there usually are in my other stories (Hey Jealousy, Heart's Desire, and the sequel to HD, Mind's Obsession, read them if you haven't already!) because I'm actually not all that sure of what will happen next. You'll just have to find out when I do!

So I hope you enjoy this story, let me know if you do by reviewing, because you know you want to. I'll update ASAP. Love you guys!

Blair