Marital Issues

By Satu

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AN. A week after the last one

Chapter 3

Robin looked over at Starfire. She had helped him move all his clothes and belongings to her room. Her long red hair glinted in the afternoon sun.

"Star?" She turned to him. "Are you alright with this?"

"Yes friend Robin, why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know." He looked down at his gloved hands. "I thought that you might feel a bit bad about being 'married' to me." His hands rose and rabbit eared the word 'married'.

"Not at all," she said. "Should I?"

"No." He leaned forward and kissed her cheek gently. They had kissed a lot in the past week and he was rejoicing every time they did.

"He will be here soon," she said softly. "I wish not to meet him."

"I understand." He slipped a hand into his pocket. "Um… Star?"

"Yes friend Robin?"

"We need this to be almost genuine right?"

"Yes." She looked at him, her large green eyes puzzled.

"Well…" He pulled out the small green velvet box. Her eyebrows raised and she reached a hand out. "I got you a ring." She took it and opened it. Her breath caught. He could see the thin band of gold glinting in the light.

"Friend Robin. It is beautiful." She took it out and held it up to the light. Her fingertips barely grasped the smooth surface.

"It was my mothers," Robin said softly, watching Star examine the ring closely. He pulled out a thicker band. "And this was Dads." He slipped it onto his left ring finger and took the ring from her. Taking her hand gently, he slid the ring on. It fit perfectly.

"Thank you Robin," she said, her green eyes not meeting his. He stared at her.

"That's ok." He took her hand in his and paused. She looked up, her eyes searching his. He hesitated for another moment, before zooming in and brushing her lips with his. She tasted like oranges. He broke away. Her eyes were half-closed and her lips slightly puckered.


Her eyes slid open, puzzlement shining through. Her insides had jumped when he had kissed her.

"Friend Robin?" Her voice was a husky rasp.

"Yes Star?" he asked, his voice just as raspy.

"Does this mean…" She trailed off. He nodded, motioning for her to continue. "That we are…" She couldn't say it. When she tried, her throat closed up.

"We are pretending to be married." The bubble of hope growing in her chest burst. It was all an act.

"Right," she said softly. "He will be here soon, won't he?" He nodded slowly. "Will he demand to see me?"

"Definitely. But Raven will tell him that you're busy getting ready." Starfire nodded. "You will then come down, wearing your normal costume and greet him. Not with a kiss." His voice grew heated. She stared as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "You'll greet him with a handshake, say it's the custom here or something, then I'll come in." She nodded again. Her stomach and intestines seemed to have tangled and filled with large winged insects.

"I think I am ready," she said in a shaky voice. He kissed her lips again gently before a large bell rang in the house.

"He's here," Robin said, standing up. Star stood up beside him and nearly fell back down. Her knees were collapsing.

"She's busy. What do you want?" Raven's voice drifted up to them.

"I want to see her. My darling fiancé." A louder, deeper and more confidant voice replied. "Get out of my way you stupid child." Starfire gasped. Raven didn't like anyone, not even Beastboy, calling her a child.

"She's busy," Raven repeated. "But come in." Starfire froze. She didn't want to come face to face with this brusque man. Robin nodded and pushed her to the door. She took a deep breath, then walked down to the stairs. When she entered the tall red-headed man who was towering over Raven turned.

"Starfire!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms wide. "Darling."

"You must be Windstorm," she said, trying to control the urge to retch.

"Yes." He pulled her into his arms and ran a large square hand over her hair and bent his head to hers. She twisted her neck at the last second so his lips connected with the corner of her mouth.


Robin took a deep breath and entered the room. Raven was standing to one side, her lips twisted in line of disgust. There was a large man in the middle of the room, his arms around Starfire. He had wavy red hair, much like Starfires, and deep jade eyes. His pink lips were fastened over Starfires. Robin felt a rush of rage, so intense his eyes watered. His fists clenched, his fingers leaving deep grooves in his hand. As he watched, Windstorms jaw shifted, and he could tell that his tongue was sliding over Starfires lips. Windstorm broke away, staring down at Starfire with no love, only lust.

"My darling," he said, in a deep voice that vibrated deep in Robins lungs. Starfire squirmed in his grip and Robin growled deep in his throat. Windstorm and Starfire turned at the sound. Windstorms face fell into a deep frown, but Stars lit up like fire.

"Friend Robin," she called. She squirmed out of the big mans grip and ran to Robin, her arms outstretched. He didn't move as she flung her arms around him and continued to stare at Windstorm over her shoulder. "Friend Robin, this is Windstorm. Windstorm, this is Robin." She stood to one side and introduced the two men, ignoring the staring match that was taking place.

"Really," Windstorm said dismissively. "Is he your servant?"

"No he's –" Star started but Robin cut her off.

"I'm her husband." Star nodded enthusiastically and Windstorms face fell even further.

"But you are engaged to me," he whined, ignoring Robin and speaking directly to Starfire.

"No I am not," she said. "I am married to Robin. We share a room and kiss on the lips and everything." Windstorm grabbed her shoulders.

"You do not understand," he said, shaking her thin frame. "You are engaged to me. We will be wed and you will father my children."

"No!" she screamed. "I am married to Robin!" She pulled away from the large hands and huddled to Robin's side. He put an arm around her shoulders, feeling a spark of triumph and pride.


"You'd better leave Windstorm," Robin said in a voice that was far braver then he was. "She's not interested." Windstorm remained hunched over for a moment, then straightened up to his full height.

"I will not leave," he said. "I will stay until Starfire comes to her senses and agrees to the wedding." He tossed his hair back. Robins fists were curling again. Starfire placed both her hands over his. Leaning closer so her breath ticked the cup of his ear, she started to whisper.

"Let him stay, for just a while," she whispered. "He will leave after a few weeks and then we can stop." Robin didn't want to let him stay. He wanted to throw this hulking man into jail. But Starfire sounded sure, so he would go with it.

"Fine," he said aloud. "We've got a spare room upstairs. I think it suits you." The room in question was, in fact, Robin's room. All his belongs were now in Starfires room so the room was quite empty. "I assume that you have luggage?"

"No. I was certain that Starfire would agree and we would be off to Tamaran. To be wed." He emphasised this last sentence so that Robin was sure to get the point.

"That's bad luck," Robin snapped. "Raven can show you to your room." The empath was standing in the doorway, watching this scene with amusement on her face. When Robin said that last sentence, she shook her head briskly and flew to her room.

"I'm sure Starfire could show me," Windstorm said, tilting his head at Star. She nodded.

"I would be glad to. It is as most hosts would do." She hovered up to his head height and left Robin to clench his fists.


Starfire hovered next to Windstorm. He kept shooting glances at her, but they were too swift for her to see what he was thinking.

"Your room is this way," she said, rising up the stairs. He followed, his hand hot on her arm. They reached the door and she opened it, pressing the button on the side. She flew to the side, indicating for him to enter.

"Can you sit with me, just for a moment?" he asked, nothing hidden under his words. She thought about it for a moment. Robin wouldn't like it, but what harm could it do?

"Alright," she said and they sat on the bed together. He inched closer and she inched away. The door slid closed.

"Starfire," he said softly, caressing her cheek. She flinched under his hand. "You cannot deny it. We are meant to be together. I know you love me. You cannot love this Robin. He does not love you." She flinched again.

"We are married Windstorm. Nothing you say will change that. I do not love you, I love Robin," she felt a slight shock at saying it aloud, "and he loves me." Windstorm frowned.

"I love you Starfire," he said. Leaning closer, he fastened his lips to her cheek.

"But I do not love you," she retorted, pushing at his chest. It didn't have any affect and he leaned closer still, his lips sliding over her skin. His arms wrapped around her waist and drew her closer. His eyes were shut. She frowned and an emerald beam of light shot from her eyes. He didn't even flinch and held her tighter. She felt the first flash of panic. "Get off," she mumbled, her lips muffled by his. He didn't budge. She frowned deeper and punched him in the stomach. He didn't move, but a rush of wind blew past her face. She punched him again and he pulled away, hurt in his eyes.

"I love you Starfire," he said again. She wiped a hand over her lips and frowned at him.

"I do not love you," she said. Getting up, she flew to her room. By the time she got there, hot tears were stinging her eyes. She landed and slumped against the wall, starting to sob. The door sprang open.

"Star?" Robin was standing in the door, his mask wide and his arms outstretched. She stumbled towards him and his arms closed around her. They were warm and comforting, unlike Windstorms arms which had felt hot and sticky around her. Her eyes closed against the stream of tears, but they slipped between her closed lids. Robin guided her inside, shutting the door and sitting on the bed. She sat next to him, her face in his chest. "What happened?"

"He kissed me," she sobbed. His muscled tightened and he gripped her tighter.

"Don't worry Star," he said, in a gentle voice. "I won't let him touch you again." He sounded so certain that Starfires sobbing lessoned. He held her in his arms until she had stopped crying completely.

"Oh friend Robin, I have wet your shirt," she said, slightly unnecessarily.

"It's alright Star," he said, stroking her long hair. "It's just a shirt." She sniffed and wiped her nose.

"Thank you Robin," she said. "He is so terrible. I will be glad when he is gone."

"So will I. I think everyone will." He paused. "I wonder how he'll get on with Beastboy." Starfire gave a hiccupy little laugh.