To my shock and surprise I forgot to say thanks to my reviewers in Chapter 3 so here they are!

Ooooooooooochako: Glad you like the chapters. You better… I still have my army of angry Chipmunks waiting for you. Haha…

Xcloudx: Yay! A newbie reviewer! Glad you thought it was awesome. Hopefully you'll still think so when you read chapter four. Thanks!

Chaltab: I'm glad you liked my character's Duke and Diffy. My goal was to make them as surfer-like and as opposite as Richard as much as I possibly could. It wasn't until after I was done writing that I realized they were so much like Beast Boy. I'm sorry you had trouble reading that one paragraph. I'll make sure next time I let you know who's speaking sooner. Anyway, thanks for the review!

Jahiro19: Well, I'm certainly glad you liked chapter two! I can't say the same for your review to chapter three however. But I'll just ignore that one. Duke and Diffy… well, I'm still trying to work something out to happen to them in the end. But everything I come up with doesn't seem to make that big of an impact to the reader as much as I would like it to. Also, of course it has to be realistic! Why would anyone read something if it wasn't realistic! (Just reminds herself that it's a cartoon with teenage superheroes which is not realistic…. Never mind.) Thanks for the reviews!

Disclaimer: I do now own Teen Titans or Bacardi or Jenga or Mall Madness.

Undercover yet Head Over Heels

Chapter Four: Stitches

Unfortunately, class for Richard flew by and in no time he was standing at the edge of Venomous Vector's desk with the man staring him down as though hoping he'd let loose some smart remark giving him reason to hand Richard a detention. It seemed as though everyone lately was staring him down hoping he would crack so he could suffer some sort of punishment. Finally Vector spoke. "I take cheating as a serious situation in my class Mr. Grayson."

"I didn't cheat!" Richard blurted out.

"Not even I can figure out a complicated quadratic equation in a matter of seconds such as you showed us today." Richard was tempted to say 'maybe you're just stupid' because he hadn't cheated but thought better of it than to go getting into realms for suspension on the first day.

"I didn't cheat! How would I anyway!"

"The problems I use in lectures are derived from the sample questions in the book. If you simply looked them over even I could vaguely remember answers—."

"You think I looked through the book and remembered the answers!"

"Do not interrupt me Mr. Grayson! I don't know how you did the problem I will admit that, but if you answer one more problem in this class without proof that you did the work to get to the answer I will be forced to give you a detention! I do not like it when students do not show their work!"

Richard shook his head and gritted his teeth out of frustration. He answered the question correctly and when he should be getting praised for being a genius he was on the brink of being handed a chastisement.

"Now when you come to class tomorrow I expect the homework to be complete which means showing all work. Don't be late."

Richard swung his bag over his shoulder and pushed open the door of the classroom a bit harder than he intended. It bounced against the wall with a loud clank and bounced back into place. Fuming, he set off for his next class but stopped dead in his tracks when he heard a light voice calling his name. "Hey, Richard!"

Richard spun around and was met with Wendy's figure bouncing toward him. She'd obviously been standing outside the classroom waiting for him to leave. In his shock to see his focus coming toward him, he stood there dumbfounded.

"I'm Wendy Cassandra. I was just in your math class."

"Yeah, I saw you," said Richard, his heart pounding inside his chest.

"Yeah, well, I was just wondering. You're a whiz when it comes to math right?"

"Um, I guess you can say that," he answered scratching his head nervously.

"I mean you answered that question in about three seconds. And I heard some of the argument going on between you and Vector. You didn't cheat, did you?"

"No, I have much better things to do than look at my math book on my spare time. Today was the first time I even opened it."

"Well, I was just wondering… even though you barley know me, would you mind tutoring me? I'm horrible in math. I struggled all last year and scrapped up just enough to pass and I want to get help before I fall in too deep like last year. Now would be as good as any time to start getting help since I didn't even understand today's lesson," she finished. She stared up into Richard's deep blue eyes with a look of pleading. He couldn't have asked for anything more. She was throwing herself at his feet and she was now falling into the perfect place for spying. Richard smiled.

"Yeah, I'll help you," he answered as smoothly as possible.

"Oh thank you so much! I'll even pay you or do whatever you want! I just really need this I can't afford to get kicked out of here, literally! Do you have a cell phone?"

"Yeah," he answered thinking proudly of Cyborg's high-tech phone in his book bag.

"Why don't you give me your number so I can call you and we can meet?" Richard froze at her words. Cyborg hadn't told him the number to the cell phone. Apparently, he hadn't thought anyone would need to call him. He had to think up a lie quickly.

"Um, actually, I just switched phone companies and got a new number. I haven't memorized it yet," he replied surprised at how fast he came up with that.

"Oh well they usually program your own number into your phone. Just look in your contacts list, it should be there," she answered. Her eyes innocently surveyed him with interest. Richard's heart stopped.

"I, um, left it in my dorm," he retorted. He could've slapped himself. Why hadn't he asked Cyborg for the number? Why!

"Oh well then I'll just give you my number," she responded. She vividly reminded Richard of Starfire. Quite unaware to things around her and very innocent. She dug through her bag and pulled out a blue pen. Swiftly, she reached for Richard's arm (he stiffened his body unaware of what she was doing) and clearly wrote seven digits and her name on his wrist. When she finished, she capped her pen and smiled at Richard who looked at the number turning his arm in an awkward position.

"My roomy and I share a phone so if she picks up just ask for me. Call me whenever, I don't mind how late. I'm usually up all the time anyway."

"WENDY!" Yelled a deep gruff voice. Wendy turned around to see who had called her name and quickly walking down the hall toward the two was the well-built boy who'd been arguing with her before class.

"We haven't even broken up yet and you're already giving your number out to other guys!" He screamed. Wendy wore a mixture of disgust and anger on her face as he became level with the two. Richard now realized just how much taller this guy was than him, and how menacing he appeared.

"Leave me alone Bruno," Wendy said irritably. Bruno furrowed his eyebrows at her and turned his attention to Richard who stood there utterly bewildered.

"You better hope your last phone call was a good one because you're not calling my girlfriend!" He yelled. Then with lightening speed he raised his fist and it connected with Richards's cheekbone brutally. The class ring Bruno was wearing made a deep cut right across Richard's face.

The Boy Wonder fell to the tiled floor on his back. He stared back up at Bruno with blurry vision and trying to blink it away vigorously. Bruno was about to pick him up by the neck of his shirt and Richard was about to spring into action when Wendy darted in front of him and began pushing Bruno away. Richard could hear her screaming but was in such a state of shock and pain he only caught certain words along the lines of 'stupid', 'breakup', and 'jealous boyfriend'. He was in the middle of sitting up on the tile floor when he felt Wendy at his side and her hand on his shoulder.

"I am so sorry! Are you okay! Oh my God you're bleeding! Come on, I'll get you some help!"

"I'm fine. Really, its okay," he tried to mumble. He put his hand to his cheek and brought it to his eyes. Blood drip down his fingers.

"No you're not!" She yelled. "You need stitches! Come on, I'm taking you to the hospital wing."

"No, Wendy, really, it'll be okay."

"Apparently, you hit your head too if that's considered okay to you! Come on, we're going to the hospital wing!"

Wendy pulled Richard up off the floor and held on to his arm. She began steering him down hallways and corridors until they reached the staff and administration section of the school.

"How are you feeling?" She asked. Richard was lying across a white bed with a blood stained towel pressed to his cheek.

"Fine. Aren't we missing class?"

"Yeah, but I think the school would rather have you getting help than sitting in your class bleeding."

"But you're missing your classes too just to help me. And you barley know me." Richard was determined to know why she was letting herself get so close to him and so quickly. It was ironic how he was the one supposed to be getting close to her and the whole time it'd been her doing the getting close. She looked down at her wringing fingers.

"I… I feel guilty about what happened. I mean it's my fault Bruno hit you. If I had only—."

"You didn't make Bruno hit me. It's not your fault."

"But still… Listen, I'm sorry about everything. I just get really worried and frantic at the sight of blood. If you don't want to tutor me anymore I'll understand."

"Don't worry. I'll still tutor you," Richard answered. Then he went on without even thinking or realizing what he was saying he went on. "Anyone who can do all this for a stranger must be a really good friend and that's something I don't want to pass up."

For the second time that day, Richard could have slapped himself. He was getting personal with her and toying with both of their emotions, something he hadn't wanted to do. Wendy looked up from her hands and looked at Richard as if she were seeing him for the first time.

"Thanks. No one's ever said something like that to me and meant it."

Right at that second, in order to ruin the perfect moment, a tall brunette burst through the hospital wing door with a school nurse, looking rather harassed, on her heels.

"Wendy! You're all right! Oh my God! When you didn't show up in Biology I didn't know where you were so I went to Vector to see what happened to you! He said he heard screaming outside his door and when he went to go check you were heading off to the hospital wing with a guy! I thought it'd been you who was hurt!" She leaned over with her hands on her knees breathing erratically. She'd obviously run.

"Regina, I'm fine. Calm down!" Wendy ordered. The girl named Regina stood up flipping her hair over her head.

"Calm down! Calm down! How can you say that! I hear that my best friend and roommate was screaming bloody murder in the halls and then ran off to the hospital wing with a guy! I wasn't told that it was the guy who got hurt! When you hear that someone screamed and then went to a hospital you're gonna think that the person who screamed was the one who got hurt! Don't tell me to calm down!"

"Ma'am," the nurse said hesitantly. "You're going to have to keep it down this is a hospital wing!"

Regina rounded on her. "Don't tell me to put a sock in it Ivana Fattinup! And you aren't a freaking nurse, you're a damn intern! You're the same age as me you dim-wit! I beat you up in the fifth grade for God sakes!"

The 'nurse' looked as though she'd rather be anywhere other than where she was at that moment. It looked as though she had shrunk a few inches standing next to Regina and Richard was sure he could see tears in her eyes. Ivana brought her clipboard up to her chest, which she puffed up to hold in her sobs, and scurried away as fast as her legs would take her.

"Are you done?" Wendy asked. Her voice was much softer than Regina's. The brunette inhaled deeply as though she were doing some sort of breathing exercise.

"Yes. I'm fine." She turned to Richard and said, "I don't think we've met yet."

"Uh… no we haven't. Richard Grayson."

"Regina Rudolph. I'm Wendy's roommate. But you probably already heard about that."

"Richard's in my math class. He's agreed to tutor me."

Regina looked amused at this bit of information. "Tutor Wendy? Good luck. I've been trying to help her in math since algebra one. Did nothing."

Wendy pouted and the other two teens laughed until Ivana's voice rang through the room. "Richard! You come in the back and get your stitches now, the Head Nurse is ready."

Richard made his way to the door with the two girls following behind him. He stepped into the room expecting them to be by his bedside while he was having his face stitched up but Ivana blocked them from entering.

"Sorry, only family can come beyond this point," she said with a sour voice much like the computerized one in the game Mall Madness. She was evidently enjoying this as Regina's anger consumed her and Wendy became worried.

"But…" Wendy pleaded.

"No exceptions." With that she began closing the door. Richard was sure he heard knuckles cracking on the other side and his suspicions were confirmed when Ivana finished closing the quicker and turned around with a look of fear upon her face.

"This… this way please…"

"We needed to give him mild anesthesia while we inserted the stitches. He's a bit groggy and out of it now but it'll wear off in a little bit. He should be fine," the Head Nurse answered to Wendy and Regina's inquiries.

"Good. Can we see him? Please?" Wendy pleaded. The nurse pursed her lips as though this was such a dilemma until she finally decided to let them in.

"Richard! Are you okay? How do you feel?" Wendy cried. Richard looked up into her face with a sort of emptiness in his eyes. He attempted in lifting his head from his pillow but it seemed as though gravity was turned up ten times and he let his head fall back.

"Ugh… like I'm drunk."

"Don't worry. That'll wear off in a while," said Regina with a smile. "Just be glad it's not the real thing, being drunk. It's a lot worse than what you're feeling now."

"It's a good thing he's not drunk because I don't want to relive that night again!" Wendy shot at Regina who gave a nervous smile.

"Oh c'mon it wasn't that bad getting me home was it?"

"You couldn't walk, I couldn't understand anything you were saying, and on top of all that you're dead weight. You still don't remember a thing do you!"

Richard stared at Regina. She definitely wasn't twenty-one. Richard had gotten drunk only once and it had been at one of Bruce's business party's. He had been banned from drinking any alcohol after that experience. Not that's he'd have wanted to anyway after the massive hangover the next morning.

"I remember you yelling at me the next morning while I had a pounding headache!"

"Yeah, well, I'm glad you suffered after that night you put me through. Dragging your ass home isn't easy work you know!"

"How are you guy's roommates?" Richard asked sleepily. "You're totally different."

"It's been like that ever since we were little. Either Wendy got in a situation and I had to beat up a few people or I always got into the trouble and Wendy was there to bail me out."

"Even though half the time I should've let you get in trouble. Would've served you right," Wendy answered glaring at Regina. Apparently, Regina came from the orphanage too if her and Wendy went back to childhood.

"You're all set to go if you'd like. Don't forget to come back in fourteen days to have the stitches removed. And remember to change that bandage daily," the nurse buzzed.

Richard knocked on the hotel room door. His cheek felt sore and his bruised abdomen turned a sickening black and blue color. Somehow he wished it had been someone else to go on this mission. The door opened a crack and he could see Beast Boy staring out at him.

"Password?"

Richard stared at the sliver of green eyes angrily before pushing the door open forcefully. It collided with Beast Boy and he collided with the wall.

"Password's 'open the damn door or get killed'," Richard snapped, walking in the room. Beast Boy closed the door from his position on the floor.

"Dude! No it's not! It's Jenga! And what's made you so pissed!"

"Maybe you haven't noticed the bandage on my face BB but I haven't been havin' a party on the mission!"

Beast Boy stared at Richard but stayed on the floor most likely out of fear he might hit him. Richard was standing in the middle of the deserted room looking around.

"Where is everyone!"

"They had to go back to Jump City quick because Titan's East was having trouble with Windsor. Raven transported them all and they should be back any minute."

"He struck again! I knew we shouldn't have left Titan's East in charge. How come they left you here?"

"Because they thought someone should be here in the case you came. And besides I don't mind not having crud thrown in my eyes again," Beast Boy finished tentatively picking himself up off the floor. Abruptly, the door burst open once again squashing Beast Boy between the wall and the door. Cyborg, Raven and Starfire all walked in without noticing their teammate and roommate crying out in pain from behind the door. They noticed Robin and stopped dead apparently gaping at his bandaged cheek.

"What happened!" Cyborg exclaimed. Raven then slapped him upside the head.

"Oh he'll be fine won't he! What can go wrong! He's Robin! Well now look at him!" Raven yelled. Starfire shrieked and planted herself between them.

"No more hitting and yelling, please! Robin, what has happened? Why are you in such disrepair?"

Richard told them everything from the beginning. His whole big twenty-four hours on the mission and how everything had seemed to go wrong and yet in the same sense it couldn't have gone better. They all sat and stared at him when he finished.

"Dude, how do you manage to get into that much trouble in a matter of twenty-four hours!" Beast Boy said with his hands on his hips.

"Maybe it's because some idiot put me in a dorm with two losers like himself! I wouldn't be in half the trouble I'm in if it hadn't been for you! Oh, their records are sparkling clean!"

"They were! How am I supposed to know that they're part of a gang or that they put porno pictures on their walls or that they were the stupidest people alive with nicknames like Duke and Diffy!"

"Both of you just shut up!" Raven yelled. "Yelling about it will do nothing! Now about that picture. I don't think this should be done by you, Robin. If you get caught, it could blow the whole mission because you'll be expelled without a doubt. Give me the camera. We'll get the picture."

Richard tossed her the camera and sat down on one of the beds. "So how'd the thing with Windsor go? What'd he rob this time?"

Starfire sighed and answered, "It was simply another store of the jewels. I believe that this criminal is none other than a mere Red X. He only wishes to steal."

"Except he's been holding back. Today he hit me so hard with wind it knocked the breath out of me," Cyborg said.

"Well, I'm trying to go as fast as I can with getting closer to Wendy. I have a few ideas in mind. If she gets close enough, and she has the powers, maybe she'll tell me how they work and what her weaknesses are. Oh yeah, Rae I need you to run a background check on a girl named Regina Rudolph. She's Wendy's roommate so it shouldn't be too hard to hack into school files and find it."

"I'm on it," Raven called from a laptop they'd brought along. A few minutes later she had the entire history on Regina. "She's from the same orphanage as Wendy. They grew up together. Only Regina's record isn't so clean. She's been caught a few times at parties with underage drinking and has a ton of speeding tickets but most of them have been dismissed."

"Well the underage drinking I knew about. And speeding is nothing big really, everyone does it."

"Yeah, Cyborg does it everyday! Heh!" Beast Boy said. Cyborg stared at him.

"I do everyday to catch bad guys and so do cops and we're above the cops!"

"I better get back to the school. There's a ten o'clock curfew for all dorms."

Richard said his goodbyes and set off back toward the school when he felt like a weight had been dropped in his stomach. He hadn't done his homework.

A/N: Well there's chapter four! Hope you liked it because I certainly enjoyed writing it! Well I'm going to start working on chapter five because I'm bored and have the time. All my friends (with the exception of one) are away on vacation or something so I have no one to talk to. Pity me… Oh and here's another reminder… REVIEW! I'm sick and tired of looking at my hits list and seeing that a ton of people are on there and yet I only have two best friends that review and one faithful true reviewer! Thanks Chaltab! Next time I log on I want to see true Fans who express their love for Teen Titans! (Points finger at you all threateningly) Thanks you!