Raven and Goth sat on the couch. Raven had carefully positioned her cloak around her so that her familiar face was in clear view of her friends and a single break existed for her hands to protrude. Those hands held on very tightly to one of Goth's hands. Goth had an expression of complete apathy, belied by his head turning through directions like a paranoid bird.

Across from him in their individual chairs were the rest of the Teen Titans. Jump City's favored superheroes. The saviors of Tameran. Defeaters of magic and malice alike. All staring intently at his no power having, friend deflowering, never popular in high school self.

Beast Boy knew what this talk was going to be about and had tried various plans to (actually literally) weasel his way out of it, but in the end had settled to changing into a reptile that could camoflage itself to its seat. Cyborg's hulking mass seemed to hang entirely too close to Goth's personal space. There was a glimmer of hope, as Starfire wrung her hands against her cheek and floated in happiness unknowingly a few inches above her chair. Robin quickly shot down that hope with a face he reserved for interrogations.

After all, this was an interrogation. Right?

"What do you think you're doing in our base?", Robin asked intensly.

"He was making love with me.", Raven said unflinchingly.

Goth's face remained apathetic.

"Do you know how close you were to being killed?", Robin asked dangerously.

"It's his risk to take.", Raven replied.

Robin stopped and pointed at Raven. "You're not helping."

Raven's eyes lit white. "Yes, I am.", she said her eyes returning to normal. "You're not asking questions because you want to learn something. You're trying to berate him into being easily controlled."

"Maybe the guy can speak for himself.", Cyborg suggested.

Starfire lent her own support. "Oh yes, and then we can hear the tale of love between these two people known as goths direct from the morgle's flornar."

"She's not goth.", Goth said.

The Titans' in chairs heads seem to fill the vision of all. A million actions pointing out Raven's untanned skin, dark clothing, drooping vampiristic cape and other blatantly morbid features occured. Goth remained apathetic.

"Goth is a co-culture not a happenstance.", he continued. "I'd appreciate it if my girlfriend's friends didn't misidentify her."

"So now I'm your girlfriend.", Raven teased.

"Hold on now, young lady.", Cyborg objected. "You weren't even going steady?"

"Don't worry Cyborg.", Raven said with a small smile. "I'm not an idiot. I can't afford to be. We've been going steady for months. He took the typical precaution."

The small lizard became visible momentarily when it shook its head in self pity.

"It's the atypical precations that we missed.", Raven continued.

"Yeah, she's a real hellcat.", Goth supplied.

"Look you little/", Cyborg started, getting up from his chair.

"You're a lot bigger than the bullies in high school.", Goth noticed. "I bet you can do much better bullying."

Cyborg gritted his teeth in frustration at the truth.

"As I was saying/", Robin started.

"As I was saying.", Raven cut him off. "After my room is repaired, it would be best if the security system tolerated another such outburst in a few weeks time."

"In a few weeks?", Goth asked.

"For me.", Raven answered. "I'll take care of you in the meantime."

The lizard morphed into a green parrot. This way it could tuck its head completely underneath a wing. "Not listening. La la la la la kraaack", it denied.

"Look Raven/", Robin started again.

"Then again, we could turn off the security system and just rely on Robin's overprotectiveness.", Raven said.

"I wasn't overprotective with Malchior.", Robin countered. "If I was, would we have had to put that chunk of the tower back together?"

"Touche.", Raven admitted.

Robin sat down, a bit calmer. Starfire noticed that a serious mood settled in and floated into her chair. Cyborg sat back down as well. Goth looked at Raven. "Malchior?"

Raven squeezed his hand reassuringly. "My would be. He turned out to be a dark magic practicing, lying, evil dragon from a thousand years ago."

"Oh.", Goth replied. Then he turned to Robin. "Your fears are absolutely true. With my black clothing and inpenetrable mask of emotionlessness, I'm obviously a supervillain." Goth said with a straight face.

Robin rolled his eyes. "No. no.", Goth assured. "In fact, I'm your exact counterpart and your worst...what's the term? 'Rogue' from your own personal 'rogue's gallery'."

A small chuckle came from Cyborg. Robin nearly glared at him but knew that wouldn't help.

Robin pinched the bridge of his nose. "Look...Goth, is it? You're a civilian. We protect them. Even when it means from ourselves. And Raven's abilities respond badly to rampant emotions."

Robin continued before Raven could interrupt. "I trust Raven. I really do. I have always believed that she and the person she eventually became involved with would consider as much as they could and behave maturely."

"I just expected that the mature choice would be a more...chaste one. I'm sorry if I seemed inappropriately upset. On the other hand, Raven's room is now wrecked."

Raven raised an eyebrow. "So?", she asked.

"So...", Robin began. "We'll take your recommendations of your...special needs and wish you the best of luck." Robin turned to the rest of the team. "Won't we?"

"Of course we will wish friend Raven and her sex partner good luck.", Starfire asserted. "Even if she did not commit fornoi with me."

"What's 'for...", Cyborg trailed off, having become accostumed to Starfire constantly referring to what he considered Tameranian nonsense. "Whatever."

Then he turned threateningly to Goth. "If you hurt Raven crush you into paste and paint the tower a new shade of pale."

Crborg then became calm again. "Just a formality. No offense."

Goth appeared unaffected. "None taken."