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Chapter 3-A Scream in the Night

Star had barely fallen asleep when the dream happened. Except it wasn't really a dream; it was her worst memories. Being frightened as a child, her mother sick and helpless…and almost having to use her starbolts against Robin when he was Slade's apprentice.

She sat bolt upright, scared.

Robin, Robin, I need you, Star called telepathically.

I'm on my way.

She sat, shaking with the terrible memories fresh in her mind.

A second later, Robin rushed in, minus the mask, but nonetheless looking alert.

He wrapped his arms around her trembling shoulders and let her cry, not saying a word, just being there like he always was. She stopped rather suddenly, realizing she must look like a completer idiot.

"What happened, Star?" he asked gently.

"I had a mare of the night containing my worst memories. They all seemed so real like I was reliving them," she sobbed.

"Star," Robin breathed in her ear. "I'm sorry. I understand why you cried; memories can be awful."

Starfire smiled, a watery one, but a smile all the same. "I feel better now. I always feel so safe with you."

"Good," Robin whispered. "It's good for a guy to know his girlfriend feels safe with him. It boosts our already incredibly high egos."

"I do love you, my Robin."

"I love you too, my Starfire. My angel."

"Angel," she murmured, leaning against him.

He continued to hold her close until an idea came to him. He leaned back into her pillows, taking Starfire with him. She spread her quilt over them both, obviously thinking he was staying.

"Star-" he began. "I'm not staying."

"But perhaps I shall need you to rescue me. Besides, I wish to talk to you."

"In your bed?" he asked pointedly.

"Does that really matter?" Star countered coyly.

"No." Robin grinned. "What's so important?"

"Well, is it merely a coincidence that you are forced to relive your worst memory and the same night I dream of mine? Do you not think it could be the bond at work again?"

"It is," Robin replied slowly. "But since you saw yours because I did, so you only dreamed about them."

"That makes sense," she said.

Feeling that mystery was solved, she turned over, his arms still around her.

"Good night, Robin."

"Night."

'I'll just stay until she falls asleep,' he thought, smiling to himself at how peaceful she looked.

He laid his head down beside hers, closing his azure eyes.

The next morning, Starfire woke to find someone's arms enclosed around her tightly.

'Who is in my bed of slumber?' she thought frantically.

She attempted to turn to see who was in her bed, but the arms tightened themselves around her protectively.

Starfire unwrapped the arms from around her slender form and rolled over to see Robin, suddenly remembering everything that had happened the night before. (A/N Not like that you gutter-minded sickos! Though I suppose I'm gutter-minded for having to add that ;)

She scooted closer to him, gently bringing her lips to his, causing Robin to moan softly. Robin's eyes fluttered open and a grin was pasted on his lips.

"Good morning Beautiful."

Starfire blushed, just like she always did after he complimented her.

"How'd you sleep after our little chat?"

"Fine with you next to me," she replied.

"I really didn't mean to fall asleep in here…just so you don't think I'm some weirdo," Robin explained quickly. (A/N Do you really think she's not going to like finding you in her bed? Hello, have you looked in a mirror lately?)

"It's alright. I don't mind."

"OK," he said, smiling.

They remained that way for a few more minutes, just holding each other.

Hey, Robin called through their mental link.

Yes?

Want to go get breakfast? I smell something fantastic.

That sounds glorious. What time is it anyway?

7:32.

The two untangled themselves form Starfire's sheets and headed toward the kitchen, stopping by Robin's room so he could get his mask.

"Why do you not let the others see your eyes?"

"I was trained not to take it off as Robin. When I'm Richard Grayson, it's no big deal, but as Robin, I have to keep it on," he explained.

"But you are still dressed as Robin," Starfire pointed out.

"Yeah, well."

"Why do you not let the others see Richard Grayson? You let me know of him."

"I'm not ready to tell the others."

"Why?"
"We're just full of questions today aren't we?" Robin asked sarcastically.

Starfire pouted slightly and Robin felt guilty. Thinking he could make it up to her, he hugged her and pulled her into a passionate kiss.

They finally had to break the kiss, however, for lack of air.

"Am I forgiven?"

"You have any doubts?"

"True," Robin agreed.

They walked into the living room/kitchen.

Bumblebee was the one cooking, frying both bacon and sausage. On the counter beside her a fruit platter was clearly a work in progress. Beside that sat a bowl of pancake batter. Cyborg was watching TV with the channel turned to MTV. He sang along loudly and off key to The Click 5.

Robin hopped over the back of the couch to join him in singing loudly and just as much off key.

"Boys," Starfire murmured, sitting down.

"We stay with them because…why?"

"They're cute really."

"Yeah," Bumblebee said, gazing fondly at Cyborg.

"What's with the singing though?"

"Girl, I do NOT know," Bumblebee replied, sassy as ever. "If I did know why they're singing, would I be here? I don't think so."
Starfire laughed at that.

"So you and Robin, huh?"

"Robin and I have been together for four months. I should think it's Robin and I."

"No, I mean it's really serious. I heard him muttering to himself. Something about Valentine's Day."
"What is Valentine's Day?"
"A false holiday where every girl with a boyfriend tries to pressure them into doing something that the boy doesn't want to, like go to a chick flick, or something the boy has been putting off."

"But he agrees to go to the flicks of chicks and has not been putting anything off." Starfire said, puzzled.

Bumblebee shrugged. "Then you're lucky."

Star's gaze wandered to Robin, who was now playing video games with Cyborg, having realized neither was any good at singing. "Yes, I am very lucky."

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