ExBoyfriend Chapter 15: Dresses and Drama, a teen titans fanfic

Hey it's me again.

SushiChica's Ultra Important TO DO List:

1)-This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

2) -This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

3) -This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

4)Buy many bottles of Axe (Yeah, the guyz deoderant…read my profiles Random Friend Quotes to…somewhat…understand)

5)Wish Queen-Of-Azarath aka Samantha, a happy 14th birthday

6) -This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

7) -This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

8) -This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

9) -This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

10) -This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

11) -This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

12) -This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

13)Take over the world with Poki using Kang on a stick (Again, the random friend quote thingy)

14)Sing that psycho addicting song, 1,2 Step, buy Ciara

15)Somehow get Raven to sing 1,2 Step in this chapter.

16) -This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

17) -This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

18)Pluck Kang's eyeballs from their sockets.

19)Get a pet rock.

20) -This 'To Do' has been edited to do extreme, year-old immaturity on the authoress' part. Please excuse her foolishness.-

Yeah. I REALLY hate Kang. In case you couldn't tell. (Shoots)

Anyways…

This beat is
Automatic supersonic hypnotic funky fresh
Work my body so melodic,
This beat flows right through my chest,
Everybody ma and pappi came to party,
Grab somebody, Work your body, work your body,
Let me see you 1,2 step

SEE! I'M SINGING IT! Dude, seriously, I don't really even LIKE those kind of songs…I usually stick with Rock music… (Etc. Green Day, Blink 182, Bowling for Soup, Nirvana, Jane's Addiction, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Jem, Dido, Jason Miraz, Joss Stone, No Doubt, Evanescence, TRAIN!…yeah moving on) and classic rock (Eagles…dude I'm drooling over them right now…Led Zeppelin (sp?), Rolling Stones, The Doors, Bread, Jimmi Hendrix Experience…yeah) ANYWAYS my point is that I dont usually listen to much Ciara type music, but HOLY CRAP I love 1, 2 Step.

This beat is
Automatic supersonic hypnotic funky fresh…

Hey! I just did number 14 on my TO DO list! (crosses off number 14)

As for number 6…

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY SAMANTHA/Queen-of-Azarath/QUEENIE! You're fourteen! Sadly, I'll remain 13 till June…ahh well…I don't mind too much. Happy…late…birthday! (TO ANYONE WHO HASN'T READ HER FIC Normal Teenage Life…READ IT! TOTALLY AWESOME!)

(Crosses off number 6)

MOVING ON…

OH and just for everyone's 411…SushiChica's TOTALLY PMSing right now, so if I get REALLY bitchy as I continue to ramble, well…sorry! I prolly wont let it out on you though…instead I'll go pluck Kang's eyeballs out (crosses out number 18 with a twisted grin) For all those sheltered guyz out there, I'm not about to explain what PMS is, but I will give you a bit of advice. STAY AWAY from a girl if she says she has PMS or if she looks particularly…off…cuz if you piss her off in any tiny way, she will totally murder you. I'm not even kidding. Usually. (Kyle, if you f-ing ask me what PMS is in math class I will PERSONALLY shove Kang's freshly plucked eyeballs SO far up your ass that…) ...yeah...anyways...For all my luvly readers to know, Kyle is a retard who goes to my school who i have had on my Hit List since the second day of fifth grade (the approximate day that i met His Royal Stupidness) ...His penname is Blixer by the way...has anyone read his story Jr. High? Arent his grammar skills just SO great that they make you want to HURL? Yeah i thought so. Just keep in mind that he's a...hehe...'tard...as Poki and I would say. Oh yeah, and he torments me rentlessly. About...stuff...I WANT TO SHOOT HIM! (readies shot gun)

Now then, after a VERY long rant session, I believe it's time to start the chapter...yeah...God i'm SO friggin out of it...Lets just start the chapter...my brain hurts...

Dedication: To the inventor of the cell phone. I truly adore thee.

Disclaimer: Automatic...supersonic...hypno-huh? Oh...if you must know...with the exception of my broken laptop and a sturdy right hook, i own nothing. Not Teen Titans...or 1,2 Step...or...geez i really need to write a fanfiction where i actually OWN something! Well...that'll come in the sequal to Ex-Boyfriend. I WILL OWN A CHARACTER!...eventually...

Continuing with the ongoing saga...

Kitten stood at the door of City Hall, forty five minutes before seven, obviously oblivious to the concept of being "fashionably late".

"Just a few more hours and Robbie-Poo will be all mine..."

"Where are they?" Beast Boy sat on the couch in the living room, munching on tofu, dressed in his tux.

"...I hope you don't expect Rae to kiss you after eating all that crud..." Cyborg cringed, attempting to wrestle a bow tie around his metallic neck. The Changeling gave him a look. "...Uh...hey dawg..."

"Forget it Cy. You wouldn't understand something like a broken heart."

"I'm...uh...paging them now..." Robin, who had previously been pacing the room trying to come up with a semi-decent plan to live though the night with all his limbs unscathed, chose this moment to yank his communicator from his belt, breaking the tension.

Somewhat.

"Starfire, do you copy?"

"Starfire?"

Starfire flew to the dresser, grabbing the buzzing communicator and returning to wall-mounted mirror before answering.

"Uh...Star?"

"I am here, friend Robin."

"What's taking you so long?" Starfire hesitated. "Well?"

"It is my hair." The alien girl tugged at a bun that rested at the top of her head. It looked okay...but not all that great.

"We...need to leave soon."

"But how should I manipulate my hair-"

"Dear Starry, why not use the traditional Tamaranian Brain Maneuver? You know, the style you had on our first date-" There was a muffled sound of someone getting hit.

"Keep it down." Robin's voice replaced Scorpio's again. "Your hair, I mean." There was a short pause. "I...I think it looks...nice...when it's down." The communication terminated immediately following the remark. Starfire, curious in spite of herself, redid her hair into perfect Tamaranian style braids and found herself cringing. It wasn't her, not anymore. She practically ripped the Earthen bands from her hair and brushed out her locks with care, then twirled before the mirror yet again. Her lavender, knee length dress shimmered as she spun, her hair tossing wildly from side to side. She slowed, and her lengthy red tresses landed gracefully on her strapless shoulders. It was just as Robin had said it would be.

Nice.

Cyborg and Beast Boy were grinning wickedly.

"It looks nice." The Changeling mocked, obviously over his previously heartbroken state.

"Shut up!" The two didn't stop. It was a good thing Scorpio had gone to get a band-aid to plaster over his pretty boy nose where Robin had punched him for control over the communicator.

"I wonder when they'll get married..." Beast Boy laughed.

"Ya know what?" Robin snatched the Changeling's communicator from the table to the side and shoved it into his green hands. "YOU call Raven down." The laughing immediately turned to an icy silence.

"That's cold, man..." Cyborg raised an eyebrow, but it was too late.

"...Uh...Rae?"

"Rae...do you read me?"

Raven ignored the communicator that buzzed on the drawer beside her, too busy eyeing her reflection critically as she stood before the full length mirror that sat in the corner of her room. Why she owned a full length mirror was beyond her. The slinky, silvery gray gown that she wore brushed her ankles lightly, the material unfamiliar on her skin. The spaghetti straps that, in turn, spidered down her dress in a criss-cross pattern and met the dress at her pale lower back left her feeling rather exposed. Raven ran a nervous hand through her hair.

As much as she hated to admit it, she looked kinda...good.

"RAVEN!" Her communicator practically jumped at her. Startled, the psychic shakily picked up the tiny device.

"What?" Her monotone never failed.

"Are you planning on coming down within the next century? I hate to break it to ya Beauty Queen, but the charity ball is TONIGHT." Though Beast Boy's words were joking, his oddly tight voice betrayed them.

"I'm going, I'm going." Raven snapped crabbily, glairing at the communicator as though Beast Boy could see her. Her finger hovered above the termination button, then paused.

Wait a minute, had she just called her...?

No, that couldn't be right.

But he did though! There was no denying the truth.

The Changeling had called her Beauty Queen. Had he been kidding? Serious? Did it really matter? Either way, he'd never be hers...

A book tore itself from a shelf and shredded into a thousand tiny pieces, each one shrouded in black energy.

Raven terminated the connection with a disheartened sigh.

"Beauty Queen? Man, you've got it BAD..." Cyborg nudged Beast Boy, smiling slightly. The Changeling simply shrugged his shoulders, returning to his dreary state, and for the first time had absolutely nothing to say in response.

Raven met Starfire in the hallway. There was a silence as each took the time to examine the other.

"Friend Raven, you look most glorious!" The Tamaranian finally declared. She still had an unsettling look lingering in her everlasting green eyes.

"I...thanks Starfire." Raven found herself smiling, an expression almost foreign to her face. "You do too."

"Thank you! And perhaps you are hoping that friend Beast Boy will think you look glorious as well?" Raven gaped at Starfire's outright bluntness.

"You'd think I'd be used to you by now..." The empath sighed in defeat. "Yes, okay? Yes, I want Beast Boy to think I look...glorious...or whatever...in this...thing." Raven tugged at the silvery gray cloth.

"It is not just the dress, it is you that he loves." Starfire poked the psychic lightly.

"...Can we PLEASE not talk about this?" Raven pushed the Tamaranian forward, her eyes pleading. In silent agreement, Starfire said no more.

As the two moved down the hall, a vase shattered, the scattered pieces covered in black.

"Finally!" Robin turned to the sound of the door opening. The doorway, however, was empty. "Uh...Starfire? Raven?" Suddenly, Starfire was shoved into the room. She stumbled slightly, then stood up straight. Robin froze. In the background of such an awkward moment, Cyborg and Beast Boy were raging about some new game. The Boy Wonder blinked, trying to take everything in.

Starfire looked drop dead gorgeous. She noticed Robin's stare, however, and immediately flew over to him.

"Do I look absolutely disastrous? Horridly disfigured, perhaps? Is that why you stare as though you have been stunned by a broglette of the Finnbe Galaxy!"

"N...no! You don't look bad at all, Star! You look...you look...you..." Robin couldn't bring himself to say the words that were flying through his head. "Uh...you...that is...you look..."

"Having trouble there, mortal?" Scorpio grinned and shoved Robin out of the way, sweeping a bow at Starfire's feet. "My darling, my princess, you look absolutely fabulous."

"Thank you..." Starfire couldn't help but blush just a bit, regardless of the large band-aid stuck right in the middle of Scorpio's face.

"Robin! Scorpio! Put your drooling tongues back in your mouths." Raven was leaned against the wall near the door, her expression and tone bored as usual.

"Raven!" Beast Boy turned and gasped. "You look great!" The Titans and Scorpio winced as the GameStation quite literally blew up.

"...Sorry..." Raven flushed.

"Aw, man! First the plasma screen TV, now the GameStation! You girls PMSing or something?" Two solid fists collided with Cyborg's tin head. Starfire and Raven exchanged barely noticeable smiles.

"Try the 'or something'" The empath suggested.

"Such...immaturity..." Scorpio shook his head and took Starfire's hand. "Shall we go, love?" Starfire looked slightly taken aback, but not in a bad way, then pulled her hand away.

"...I..."

"Oh, Starry..."

Cyborg, though still in pain, could see flames raging in Robin's eyes.

"Uh...let's just...go...I don't think there'll be enough room in the T-Car though..."

"I'm sure the witch could fly there..." Scorpio smiled menacingly.

"OR..." Raven shot Scorpio a death glare "You could fly."

"I'll go on my R-Cycle." Robin pronounced with some finality.

"Dude...do you really trust your...'friend' sitting next to Starfire?" Beast Boy had apparently finished drooling over Raven.

"If it concerns you so, then perhaps I should also ride on the cycle?" Starfire bit her lip.

"I will NOT allow that heathen to drive my girlfriend-"

"EX-GIRLFRIEND." The room practically shook with the voices of the Titans. Scorpio backed down with loathing in his eyes and Robin turned to Starfire.

"Sorry, Star, but that might not be the best idea either. Kitten would cough up a hairball if she saw us driving up...uh...um..."

"Together?" Cyborg finished, exchanging sly looks with Beast Boy and Raven.

"...Yeah..." Both the Boy Wonder and Starfire were blushing profusely.

Scorpio was positively seething.

"I'll...fly. Just DON'T ride with HIM!" The blue clad Tamaranian eyed Robin with malice. His sharp gaze could have bored holes into a concrete wall. Only one thing kept Scorpio from blasting the Boy Wonder to bits.

Kitten was waiting, and revenge would be sweet.

The T-Car screeched to a stop just as the R-Cycle skidded and braked before City Hall. Scorpio touched down a mere few seconds afterward, carefully adjusting his hair.

"Everybody ready?" Cyborg was the last one out of the car. Music could be heard from the courtyard behind City Hall.

"Are we ever ready for the Doom's Day Psycho Kitty?" Beast Boy scanned the faces of people that passed.

"Remember, Titans, with Kitten, survival is NEVER a guarantee." Robin shook his head. "Maybe we could just...oh...save the world...and Starfire...without my communicating with-"

"Oh ROBBIE-POO! You came!"

"...Too late..." The rest of the Titans hurried into the courtyard of City Hall. "Wait! Don't leave me with her!" Robin looked as though he were about to follow his friends but a hand with a vice-like grip held fast onto his arm.

"Who ARE you talking to, Robbie-Poo?" The Boy Wonder groaned and accepted his ill-willed fate.

"...No one..."

"I didn't think so." Kitten smirked. "You got off easy last time. One wrong move, and I can personally guarantee that your friend, Star...whatever...will pay for ruining my prom dress!"

"This...wouldn't happen to be the SAME prom dress, would it?" Robin's mask contorted as he suddenly noticed the similarity. Was that a cake smudge in the corner…?

"Of COURSE it is! I just busted myself out of jail! What'd you expect, some Gucci dress stolen hot off the rack? I don't think so!"

With that...pleasant...remark, Kitten began to drag Robin through the large double doors of City Hall.

Most of the formalities were taking place in the actual City Hall building, but the real party was in the courtyard. A karaoke machine was set up on a stage and it was apparently open mike, because some of the performers were so bad that what was left of the Titans couldn't possibly imagine the Mayor hiring such living migraines.

Cyborg, pimp that he was, instantly left the group to join the growing congregation that surrounded a pretty girl who stood near the stage.

Scorpio began to lead Starfire off to the side, talking as they went, leaving Beast Boy and Raven to themselves.

"...uh...I'd better go follow alien-boy..." Beast Boy smiled slightly. "Robin'll have a fit if he tries to make a move on Star."

"Would you have a fit if someone tried to make a move on me?" Raven whispered, barely audible. Beast Boy turned.

"What was that?"

"Oh...nothing..." The empath shrugged and the Changeling continued on his self made mission.

And Raven was left alone.

As usual.

Although, she supposed she was always alone, in one way or another. Her connection with the Titans always fell short of caring. Something like a barrier seemed to be blocking the invisible threads of friendship that strung the other Titans together. It was something she'd just have to get used to, something that couldn't be corrected or made right. Everyone else would just have to accept it.

And then there was Beast Boy.

What was up with that anyways? How was it possible that he could get under her skin so easily, yet somehow wedge himself into her heart? It was as though...through all the arguments, tormenting, frustration, and fighting...they'd somehow been brought closer; drawn together. So different, yet somehow alike. Raven shuddered at the thought, then looked around with surprise. Why wasn't anything blowing up?

A girl stood on the karaoke stage. Her dress was midnight blue, a scarf fluttering around her neck. She held the microphone to her mouth, singing some song that Raven had never heard of...and rather well, actually. The girl's hair was deep brown with red streaks and draped a good seven inches past her shoulders. Her eyes, a deep brown, came to rest on Raven as her song closed.

"You!" The girl hurried off the stage, taking the mike with her so that no one could steal the stage.

"Me..." Raven arched an eyebrow.

"You're going to sing the next song."

"...I am?" The girl smiled reassuringly.

"C'mon. It'll be worth it. I promise."

"How can you promise that?"

"I have more control over your life than you'd think."

Hesitantly receiving the microphone, Raven felt herself being pushed forward by the girl from behind. While a light buzz of conversation lingered in the air, many eyes were on the empath, who stood, unsure of herself, at the center of the courtyard. As though a force were dragging her forwards, Raven slowly made her way up to the stage. A faint melody began to play, and Raven instantly recognized the song.

"Oh Azar no..."

"It'll be worth it, I promise..." That girl's voice resounded in Raven's head. Finally submitting to the music, she began.

"This beat is
Automatic supersonic hypnotic funky fresh,
Work my body so melodic,
This beat flows right through my chest,
Everybody ma and pappi came to party,
Grab somebody,Work your body, work your body,
Let me see you 1,2 step"

"Oh, Robbie Poo! Look at all the rich people!"

"Uh huh..."

"Ohh Robbie Poo! Let's go into the courtyard!"

"Uh huh..."

"Oh Robbie Poo, lets DANCE!"

"Uh hu- WHAT?"

Beast Boy looked up from his Scorpio-spying, recognizing Raven's mesmerizing tone. What was she doing? Singing? Her voice was enchanting. Dark, perhaps, but enchanting none the less. But 1,2 Step?

Starfire tried keeping her distance from Scorpio, but that was becoming less of an option as she continued to edge towards the bushes. Suddenly, the music hit her.

"Outrageous so contagious make you crave it,
(Jazzy made it),
So retarded, top charted,
Ever since the day I started,
Strut my stuff,
And yes I flaunt it,
Goodies make the boys jump on it
(Jump on it),
No I can't control myself,
Now let me do my 1,2 step…"

Starfire arched an eyebrow. Raven...?

"Rock it, don't stop it,
Everybody get on the floor,
Wake the party up,
We about to get it on,
(Let me see ya'll)
1,2 step,
(I love it when ya'll)
1,2 step
(Everybody)
1,2 step,
We about to get it on…"

Robin grimaced as he put his hands around Kitten's waist. This was not the kind of superhero-ing that he had in mind. Then again...whoever was manning the karaoke was pretty good...

"It don't matter to me,
We can dance slow
(Ladies and gentlemen),
Whichever way the beats drop,
Our bodies will go
(I like this ah),
So swing it over here,
Mr.DJ,
(Hey,Hey),
And we will, we will rock you up…"

Robin stumbled.

"Robbie-Poo, what happened to your dancing skills?" Kitten shot him a death glare.

But Robin wasn't paying attention.

Why was Raven singing 1,2 Step?

Raven hated to admit it, but this wasn't such a bad song. But what about that Missy Eliot part? She couldn't do that...

"It don't matter to me,

We can dance slow
(Dance slow yeah),
Whichever way the beats drop,
Our bodies will go,
So swing it over
here, Mr. DJ,
(Ladies and gentlemen),
And we will, we will rock you,
Let's shake-

Suddenly, the girl with the red streaks in her hair was up on the stage next to her, singing as Missy Elliott with a nervous tension in her eyes but grinning all the same.

"I shake it like jello,
Make the boys say hello,
Cause they know im rockin' the beat
(Rocking the beat),
I know you heard about a lot of great MC's,
But they ain't got nothing on me (nothing on me),
Because im 5 foot 2,
I wanna dance with you,
And im sophisticated fun,
I eat filet mignon,
And I'm nice and young,
Best believe im number one
(Whoa)"

Shooting another quick smile at Raven, the girl then disappeared into the throng of people who had gathered around the stage. With nothing better to do, Raven finished the song.

Rock it, don't stop it,
Everybody get on the floor,
Wake the party up,
We about to get it on,
(Let me see ya'll)
1,2 step,
(I love it when ya'll)
1,2 step
(Everybody)
1,2 step,
We about to get it on."

A thunderous applause rang out for Raven, and she was surprised. Gracefully gliding off the stage, the empath smiled hesitantly at her suddenly adoring fans.

Is that what that girl meant, that if I sang the song I'd get a huge fan crowd? Raven bit her lip. Not really my cup of tea...

"Rae! Raven!" Beast Boy emerged from the crowd and, without a second thought, gave her a small kiss on the cheek. "You...you did really good." He hesitated, then wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug.

"I..." Raven was blushing furiously, and she knew it. No sounds seemed to indicate that anything had blown up...

Maybe this was what the girl meant…?

THE END OF A SUPER LONG CHAPTER! I really hope you guyz enjoyed it. I'll see you all later, kay?

Oh, and on a side note, that girl with brown/red streaked hair in the midnight blue dress was ME, SushiChica. Though I don't exactly have red streaks...in the Titans Dimension I do okay?

Well, have a good weekend!

Love,
SushiChica

Edited 6/23/05