A/N: Um...I only got two reviews. Thank you very much, Dragonfire and HyperSchitzoGirls. Oh, and CandyClouds, if you're reading this, in the next chapter you'll find out about the knife! And as a present, just for you ; ) I'm posting the next chapter too. You are my..."most faithful reviewer". Two out of six isn't bad! Anyway, everyone else, I hope you hope the double dose of my fic!

Chapter Five: Drunk On…Love?

Starfire sat of the stool of The Shooting Star. She didn't really know what a bar was, but the glowing letters had enticed her. Especially with what they spelled out. Though she wasn't 21, she was let in because she was a Titan. They were allowed practically everywhere. She had gone through four Sprites, to the silent amusement of the bartender, while contemplating what she should tell Robin, if anything. Maybe she could just remain quiet and he would never know. The cat of guilt was curled up at her feet, but Starfire liked to think that if she forgot about the incident, it would go away.

Not likely.

Three large and burly looking men approach her and sat down.

"Hello there, muffin." said one of them, a beefy muscular man who looked to be about 25. Another was really skinny and short and looked a bit like a weasel. The last was large, fat, with small unintelligent eyes that raked over the Titan quickly.

"Greetings…" mumbled Starfire, still wrapped up in her problem.

"What are you drinking there?" asked the beefy leader.

"Sprite…"

"Really?" He replied, smirking. "Well, I'm sure I could whip up something better. Hey, bartender, scotch and soda over here!" After receiving the glass of liquid, he offered it to Starfire ceremoniously.

"What…is it?"

"Well, aren't you precious, cupcake! It's a drink. I'm sure it isn't very different from your Sprite. After all, they both have soda, right? Drink up!" Starfire hesitantly sipped the strange drink. She wasn't sure if she really liked it, but it certainly gave her a nice buzz. After her fourth one, the man (who said his name was Derek, but did not provide names for his companions) convinced her to try a drink he called a "twister", which made Starfire think of a movie Beast Boy had made them all watch. The swirling cloud had scared the Tameranean and she remembered burying her face in Robin's shoulder at least twice.

This brought back the cat.

But only for a moment, as the alcohol seemed to have partially drowned the poor guilt feline.

She drank half of this drink called "twister" and felt very floaty. Soon the three men (especially the one called "Derek") were acting very friendly.

It was at one such time, when he was trying to liberate her of her blouse that another Titan entered the bar…

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Robin was way over the speed limit on his motorcycle, careening down the street, cursing himself for not keeping a better eye on Starfire. Although…he hadn't really done anything wrong, our dear Boy Wonder liked to blame himself in many matters pertaining to a certain redhead. He realized in his mad dash that he had no idea where Starfire was and stopped to flip open his communicator and locate the alien's signal. It was coming from a dingy bar named "The Shooting Star" and Robin resumed his race against time.

He parked outside the front of the glowing sign and stormed in the doors. His sharp gaze immediately found Starfire and…her…"guests". Who were most definitely getting beaten to a pulp by Robin for what they were attempting to do to a very wasted Starfire. Her eyes were unfocused and she was chattering incoherently, though it seemed quite obvious that she was uncomfortable with these men trying to removed her clothing. Robin made his way quickly over to the bar, stopping behind the leader of the group of men.

"Excuse me…" He said icily. Starfire was the first to look at him, and she smiled brightly as the three men turned to see who was bothering them.

"Hello Robin." slurred Starfire cheerily, not even attempting to cross her arms over her open blouse.

"Who the hell is this, cupcake?" asked Derek frowning as the other two got to their feet menacingly. Robin didn't even blink.

"I think the lady needs to come with me." growled the leader of the Titans. Derek laughed roughly.

"Right, I don't think so. My friends here will be sure of that."

"Okay, if you want to play that way, it's fine, but lets finish this outside." The other three agreed, and the "happy little group" moved outside into the alley. The only thought that crossed Starfire's thick syrupy mind was why did that Derek guy keep calling her by pastry names. She had introduced herself at some point, hadn't she? The poor redhead couldn't remember and her knight was preparing to take on three thugs for her drunken heart.

Robin easily beat down the small weasel-like one. The fat one took a bit more effort, but still was rather easy for the former sidekick of Batman. At last, the only one left was Derek. Starfire watched with clouded eyes as the two men circled one another slowly.

Suddenly there was a flash of metal.

Derek had pulled a gun and was aiming it directly at Robin. Starfire's eyes cleared, widening quickly. Robin stared at the criminal, frowning.

"Well, you aren't really fighting fair are you?"

"Is that girl worth your life?" snarled Derek, advancing. Robin gave a low chuckle.

"That's a rather stupid question." He met Starfire's eyes and the electricity shot through the intoxicated girl, burning the fuzziness in her mind. "Of course she is." She shrieked and raised her arms as Derek started to squeeze the trigger.

A flash of green.

Nothing.

A/N: Hey, just to let you all know, the Derek guy is named after one of my ex-boyfriends! If he's somehow reading this and knows who I am, um...all I can say is...you derserve every bit! I love everyone else though! Review!