Well, I'm glad to see that people like this story! It's cool to see suggestions for what I should do next, although since I already finished writing this story back in January and have the chapters already divided and ready to post, it would be hard for me to try and work in suggestions into the story when I already finished it. So I'm sorry about not being able to take suggestions from you guys. I hope you like the story anyway (confusing as it may be at times), though!

A couple of reviewer responses before we move on with Chapter 4…

ArcherGirl87, you'll be happy to know that I already wrote your suggestion out in Chapters 7 and 8.

Marrie, your suggestion made me laugh at the thought of that, but I didn't have anyone going that far in here, sorry.

Disclaimer: If I owned Teen Titans, would I be here right now?

Chapter 4- To Concept or to Misconcept, That is the Question

After the conversation, the two boys left for the kitchen for some food for Beast Boy. When they entered the main room they saw that everyone else was there. If they were going to get in a four-way discussion about the current matter, they were going to have to find a way to get Raven out of there.

Robin whispered to Beast Boy, "Remember what to do."

Beast Boy nodded.

Starfire, who was busy watching the remaining two Titans in a heated video game battle, turned around at the sound of the door sliding open and closed.

"Hello fellow friends! I was beginning to worry about both of you ever-so-greatly! Please, won't you join me in the viewing of the games of video? It is most thrilling to watch! You will not believe this, but Raven is playing!"

"HELLO, I'm not Raven!" A voice came from the couch.

"Why sure Starfire, I'd love to watch," Robin said as he headed to a spot from behind the couch to watch. Of course Raven was losing because she's not actually Beast Boy, but she seemed like she had a greater knowledge of the controls than what Robin thought she had.

'There isn't much I can do with Raven in the room. I'll have to wait for a discussion until she's not in the room.' He thought. It was too bad that getting Raven out of the room is going to be much harder to do now than it was in the past.

"And what about you, Be-"

"Sure. I've got nothing better to do since I left my book in my room," Beast Boy said in the best monotone voice he could muster. He felt bad for cutting her off, but if he hadn't, he figured that Raven would start on another 'That's Raven, not Beast Boy!' rant.

And with this statement, the game was paused, and all eyes, real and cybernetic alike, of owners who weren't in on the plan as of yet, were on Beast Boy.

"Dude, did my ears just hear what I think they heard? Raven's actually going to spend time away from her books!" The actual Raven remarked, turning around in her seat and crossing her arms on the back of the couch to face Beast Boy.

"I left it in my room," Beast Boy stated.

"You could always phase through the floors and get it from your room in a matter a moments," Raven responded.

"I don't feel like it." Rather, he couldn't.

"Dude, have you become lazy, Raven?" The former dark girl asked.

"No. I'm not lazy. I just don't feel like reading right now," Beast Boy replied.

"You don't feel like reading? That's new."

"Friends! Please! Stop of the arguing! Please do not bicker!"

Raven smiled sheepishly and loosened her tension, "Sorry, Star." She looked at Beast Boy, "Oh, and I don't know if Robin told you that I'm sorry about being a jerk to you earlier. I figured that you wanted some time to yourself and that you didn't want to see me at the time."

"…No, he didn't tell me that…" Beast Boy stated, trying to keep his sentences as brief as possible when acting as Raven.

Crickets, followed by Robin in an attempt to get Cyborg out of the room.

"Um, Cyborg, can I see you for a moment?" Robin spoke up, directing the attention to him and Cyborg and away from the bad vibes coming from "Raven."

"Sure, what for?" He replied. Robin barely nodded his head in the general direction of the violet-haired girl with an identity crisis and Cyborg still understood. "Ah. Sure, Robin."

And so they headed out of the room. Beast Boy took it as the cue to get Starfire out of there as well.

"Um, Starfire?"

"Yes?"

"I need to ask you a question."

"What is it that you wish to ask of me, dear friend?"

"Um… it's kind of a girl thing…" He looked at Raven, "And the last time I knew, Beast BOY isn't a girl."

Starfire looked from the violet-haired girl with an identity crisis to the boy who was confirming, just in case it wasn't obvious already, that he isn't female. She had obviously forgotten that Raven thought that she was him and thought that he was her and hadn't picked up on the fact that Beast Boy was humoring Raven by trying to act the slightest bit like her to convince her that he WAS her. Which, of course, he wasn't. Oh, how confusing this all is.

"No, you aren't a girl… so?"

"She's not?" Raven asked.

"Just… never mind," Beast Boy stated, grabbing Starfire's wrist and dragging her out of the room, leaving the girl in question all alone in the main room, feeling a little confused and a little alone.

Also, she was confused because she was feeling alone. For some reason, being alone didn't bother her in the past the way it did now. Because it bothered her, she felt that there was something wrong. Why had she not noticed that being alone bothered her before?

Because in the past, it didn't bother her. It didn't bother the dark girl who loved to read books and meditate.

It bothered the girl who thought she was the green changeling that loved things the dark girl hated and hated the loneliness and silence that the dark girl loved.

There was an imaginary mask on this girl that was concealing her true identity, and it needed to be removed as quickly as possible.

After the discussion and a late-night dinner, Beast Boy decided that it was way past bedtime for him and headed toward his room for some shut-eye. He approached his own room and opened the door. The room was messy as usual and dark since it was nighttime.

He made his way to the dresser after closing the door behind him and heard a soft whirring noise. Looking around for the source, he tripped over one of his spare shoes that lay on the ground not far from his bunk bed. He got up from a pile of non-uniform clothes on the floor that broke his landing and noticed that the other shoe was not far from his bunk either, as well as his spare set of gloves and belt.

And then it occurred to the sleepy superhero that the Beast Boy wannabe had taken over his room as well as everything else in his life. He decided to check to see if she was in the top bunk by flying up as a bat and hovering by the top bunk just until he made sure that she was there. Once he saw her, he quickly flew back down and decided to put the bottom bunk to use for the night. Unfortunately, she heard him poking about his own room and woke up just enough to kick him out again.

"Dude, Raven, what are you doing in my room?" The girl inquired with a very shocked look on her face. He concluded that she did have one thing right about him: If he ever woke up in the middle of the night and found her of all people snooping about in his room when normally she never showed a care of ever visiting him in the first place, he too would have a very shocked expression on his face.

"Um… nothin'," He stammered, forgetting that in Raven's mind he was Raven.

"Nothing? You of all people are here in my room at some really late hour of the night and all you have to say for yourself is that you were doing nothing?"

"Well, Beast Boy… I was just about to go to bed, and I think that I, being so tired and all, thought that I was in my room instead of yours," Beast Boy lied a quick cover-up to save his precious booty. Heaven forbid that his precious booty would ever be put in danger by the purple-haired girl with an identity crisis who he had grown so fond of when she wasn't thinking that she was he.

"Riiiiiight." The girl stated, lying back down in the bed, "And this, just in case you need a memory check Rae, is Beast Boy's room. Not yours, mine. Bottom bunk's mine too, for some reason. Plus, you have your room."

"Thank you for clarifying that for me, just in case I didn't know already." He said in the best sarcastic monotone voice he could pull off. He headed toward the door of his room and suddenly stopped, turning to the girl.

"Oh, and don't call me Rae." He added before getting out of his room as quickly as possible.

'Great, one more thing she got right about me: Calling Raven Rae,' He mentally concluded as he promised to himself to never head toward that room ever again until she was back to normal.

Well, I hope you enjoyed it! Tell me what you think of it, your thoughts are greatly appreciated! Oh, by the way, if you like this story, you can check out my other two stories if you want to/have the time to! (Smiles) Well, until next chapter, ta ta for now!