Once again, I've forced myself to write that stuff called fluff(It feels like someone has a gun to my head, muahaha). But I must learn to write in all genres and that department is the only one I haven't tampered with. And lately, my paragraph breakers aren't workingsoi have to use the number 8 untilI figure out a better substitute than theruler thing.So now, R R...

Jump City was darkening slowly as the sun fell behind the horizon of the massive ocean. The sky to the west showed what was left of daylight through bright shades of pink, orange, and purple. Few clouds dared to brace the sky on this afternoon, for it's radiance was not to be tampered with. The few rays of the sun peaking from the fiery sun struck the sides of buildings on the western side of the land. A few sea gulls flocked near the docks scavenging for food before the blanket of night fell over them. On the eastern side of town, the moon had already begun to peak above the hills. This side of the city thrived with the dim blue atmosphere of dusk. Children were already heeded indoors by their fear of the dark and already teenagers and adults had set foot outside. The exotic lights of clubs and billboards were in full play already, too impatient to wait until complete darkness. Both sides of the city appeared as opposites... Almost an analogy of two teenagers.

Back at the Logan manor, Raven and Beast Boy had finally returned from the lair of Trigon. During the flight back, very little conversation went on. In fact, they had rarely spoken since the incident. Every time they thought back to it, a blush always crept up on them by creating the red tint in their cheeks. Raven was a bit paranoid Beast Boy would find out her final secret, if he already hadn't pasted the obvious clues together. After her father told her she would be rejected by everyone who knew she had Demon blood, she swore never to mention her origins again. If Trigon stayed out of the picture, no one would have to know she was Half-Demon.

Beast Boy still had the writings of Raven's dismal diary running through his mind line through line. Mentioning it again may cause her another breakdown, and he didn't want her to be miserable. Some part of him wanted to help her forget all the bad things committed by her father and see the beauty of life. He remained silent while they walked through the large entrance of the manor seeking some relaxation from the tiresome events of the day. The changeling would have asked Raven if she wanted to go train but he was opposed to do so-he noted the flushing sensation in his face. As soon as they entered the main hall, the shrill voice of Mr. Logan came along. Beast Boy cringed and feared his face would redden if his grandfather once again assumed the two were an item.

" Gar, where have you been? You were suppose to stay here! ... I see you found Crow..."

" Gramps, her name is Raven." Beast Boy once again informed

" There is little difference, both avians are the sign of evil."

" Gramps! Stop it, okay?" Beast Boy exploded " It's not fair that you judge someone because of their appearance! How would you feel if others labelled you as useless because you're old? You wouldn't like it! You don't even know Raven gramps! She's not a bad person! In fact, she's smart, strong, funny when not insulting me, pretty, a good friend... And you didn't notice that because you were too caught up in how dark she looked! That's who she is gramps, deal with it! Now, leave her alone!"

Mr. Logan just blankly stared in disbelief that his own grandson had yelled at him. His brow crinkled as she shot a glare at Raven who was equally as surprised by the outburst, and maybe even the things he said about her. The old man's harse look abruptly relaxed when his sight fell back on Beast Boy.

" I must be going... I have to tend to the garden..." He uttered

As Mr. Logan left, Beast Boy's angry expression shifted to a slight jovial state. He turned to Raven who was still surprised by his words

" ... Thanks." She smiled

" No problem!" He turned quickly " I have to go to the kitchen and um... I left... Fridge... Plugged in...!"

He could almost feel himself melt from the flustering and suddenly darted to the kitchen to avoid letting Raven see his expression. What was up with him lately? As he got around the corner, he felt like banging his head off the wall until a painting or two fell from it. Something was going on inside his head, all he had to do was figure out what it was.

Raven, now even more baffled by the changeling, shrugged and went upstairs to her room. Normally Beast Boy would have just tried to tell his grandfather calmly he was wrong, but something in him made him snap quicker than a twig. Maybe he felt bad about her demonic father's abuse and wanted to help by annihilating any problems? Beast Boy was a nice guy after all, but to go as far as yell at his grandfather? He must really care.

She blushed for a mild second and forced it away by opening a book she was reading eariler. She couldn't let such thoughts enter her mind, could she?

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" Gar, I need to speak to you."

Beast Boy was caught off guard while he mindlessly played his gamestation. As he lost the game, he turned off the Gamestation knowing what they were going to talk about was very important. Mr. Logan then directed him with a stern face before him.

" Gar, about what you said today..."

" I'm sorry gramps, I just got mad that you were picking on Raven again."

" Yes, about that... Garfield, I know I have a strong belief in the Lord and Satan, Heaven and Hell... But what assures you she is truly good?"

" Well, if she was evil, she would have killed us in our sleep by now, right?"

" Gar..." Mr. Logan pondered

" And she's really nice, I haven't seen her commit any evil deeds yet. She even helps fight crime!"

" Gar...!"

" And once, a bunch of Satanist tried to burn down the church, but she put them out of commission before they did!"

" GAR!"

" ...Yeah?" He said sheepishly

" Gar, I think it's time we had 'The Talk'."

Beast Boy's eyes went wide as he scratched at the locked window nearby to escape. Mr. Logan grabbed his ear, the one with the hole in it, and towed him back to the couch where he gulped and tried to jab cushions in his ears. The old man took them away and stood before him as he began to explain

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After an hour of trying to repress all the horrid things he didn't know about the birds and the bees, he made his way to the rooftop. Up there he should easily forget the pictures of... Unmentionable items that his grandfather just had to show him. As he stepped onto the rooftop, he noticed the gothic girl sitting near the ledge. He was about to flee but she was already aware of his presence-and running now would be impolite. He sighed, slapping his face a few times and told himself to pretend everything was normal. Beast Boy then strolled over near his friend and sat next to her in almost the same fashion. So far so good.

" Back at Trigon's lair," Raven began to speak " What exactly did you read about my father?"

" ...Just that he was abusive and cruel toward you." He responded with a straight face

" Nothing else?"

" No, just that. Is there something else?"

" No!...I mean, no. Just in case I wrote anything else about him."

" Oh... If there's anything else bothering you, I'm here for ya."

Raven didn't respond to that. Now that she knew Beast Boy didn't know she and Trigon were family, she could relax. Maybe someday she would tell him the truth... Maybe. Trigon's harsh words once again echoed in her mind tauntingly.

" Maybe gramps will leave you alone now, you know, lay off the comments of you being evil."

" Yeah... It didn't really bother me. Everyone is entitled to their opinion."

" But you're not evil, you're... All those things I said..." His green skin began to show a tinge of red

As much as he tried to hide it by turning away, she still noticed he was blushing. He was blushing? She almost felt something click inside her with a fluster of her own. Beast Boy was too busy trying to hide his face to notice. The twinkling stars above danced like thousands of candles with a crescent moon looming above a few daunting clouds. It was a beautiful night filled with the exciting aroma of the night air getting people to go outside for some leisure time. Then, a short-lived night breeze gusted near Beast Boy, causing him to shutter. Just like the last time they were on the roof together, he would once again be forced inside because of the cold. But his low temperature didn't go unnoticed. Beast Boy felt an arm wrap around his neck as warmth found it's way to him. He observed the dark blue material hanging over him and realised Raven was behind it. She was indeed sharing her cloak with him. A smiled pried onto his face with red cheeks to go along with it. He glanced at Raven and noted she had the same expression.

Finito, at last. Lucky me, I don't have HW tonight, and there's a slim chance there will be a snow day tomorrow :D Now I can go doodle for the rest of the night, but R R of course.