Yes, it seems I have an unconscious tendency to put cliffhangers up...but hey, it works, right? Anyway, I got more reviews! I have eight! Now, I really don't know why I'm happy, it's only seven, but hey, reviews are reviews! Yeah...anyway, I will try to make this chapter not so rushed like last chapter. Yeah...

Insanity 101: lol, go find a babe on Azarath? You'll see why he doesn't later on. Oh, I will keep my promise about the RaeRob story, I'll write it right after this. Yes, Azarath is an entirely different world. You'll see why. I love mysteries. They're so much fun, don't you think? Especially when you're writing them. Shadow evil? It could be possible...I'll leave that for you to decide. The longer the review, the better, and the more laughter I get from it. Yeah, I have to admit, strep sucks. I don't like it. Really sorry, but what does ttyl stand for? Lol, I know I'm probably going to be jeered at for that, but hey, you can't learn if you don't ask questions. Lol, hope you get better soon!

Angel Caida: lose control? I don't know she might...lol, you'll figure it out in the next five minutes, right? Look forward to more reviews!

And to borrow a quote from my favorite author...ehem...shut up and read!

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"You!" Raven yelled angrily after getting back to the tower to see Shadow sitting peacefully at the table.

"Me?" he said, looking up from the table in an innocent expression. Behind that innocent expression, she could tell he knew what she was talking about.

"You...you're...you're a half demon, aren't you! There's no other way! You were there at the warehouse! I saw you! You made those robots explode, didn't you? Admit it!"

He didn't answer right away. He just looked at her blankly for a while, seemingly lost in thought. Now she knew why. He had to be half demon. That would explain his injuries just healing like that. Her anger was beginning to slowly ebb away.

"Well?" she pressed. She had to know. She thought she was the only one...sure, plenty of people have gotten raped by demons before, just they never survived. Her mother was the only one she knew of that ever survived the rape...

"...I really don't want to talk about it," he said quickly, sinking straight through the couch without anything fancy, like the couch just wasn't there. He walked quickly out of the room.

"No," she whispered. "We are going to talk about it." She ran out of the room, to see him at the end of the hall. How had he done that? Nobody walks that fast, she came running through the door just two seconds after him! 'He's heading for the roof. I'll just have to meet him there,' she thought, going through the ceiling to find him already there, sitting on the edge, looking out into the ocean. She gasped and stepped back, not believing what she was seeing. She stared in wonder, her anger long gone. Curiosity was all that remained.

She slowly took a seat beside him, looking out into the ocean in the moonlight. "It's all right, you know. I'm half demon, too," she said, revealing something to someone she had known for a day that she had not even told her friends.

He shook his head. "I'm not ashamed of the fact that I'm half demon, nor that I'm from Azarath. I would have told you sooner or later. It's just not a comfortable feeling when you meet someone you like, to say 'I'm a half demon' in the first few minutes. It's not something you usually start a conversation with, you know? It's just...my past. I don't want to talk about my life before I came here, okay? It's not something I'm proud of." She could see a bit of pain in his eyes when he mentioned his past. What happened to him?

She nodded. She could respect that. He was just so mysterious, so intriguing. So handsome...no. She promised herself she could never have a love life a long time ago. This was not the time to go back on her word. Still, she never fathomed that there would be another half demon in her life...

"So, why were you at the warehouse? Why didn't you just tell us you were there?" she asked.

"I wanted to see how bad this villain was. You made it sound like he was the most evil guy ever, but he was a wuss from what I can tell. Look, I'm sorry I didn't tell you, I just...I don't know, I really don't. I just didn't feel it was the best time. I'll tell your friends."

She began to notice how shy he really was. He blushed a deep red when he said he'd tell everybody else. "No," she said, deciding to take it a step further, "they're you're friends, too. Don't tell my friends, tell yours."

He just smiled at this, still looking off into the distance. Lord, he was handsome...no. Raven knew she had to get these ridiculous infatuation ideas out of her head. "I'm going to meditate," she said, getting up to leave.

He looked at her oddly when she said that. "You mean, you meditate?" he asked.

"Yes. What, you don't?" she snapped.

He shook his head. "I haven't had to meditate in..." he trailed off, counting in his head. "Seven years," he finished.

He took note of her puzzled expression and went on. "Seven years ago, I figured out a way to keep from meditating. It's hard to get to, but the reward is worth it. I can feel whatever without consequence, never have to meditate." He looked at her beautiful face in the moonlight. "I can teach you, but it will take a while." He shrugged. "It's up to you."

This was almost unbelievable. Maybe she could finally stop meditating, have a life maybe. She smiled and asked, "When do we start?"

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"Are you sure you want to do this? This could take all night, and will put a little strain on you body..."

"Just tell me what to do."

"Okay, here we go. First..."

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Man, I hate the way I write. I suck. I don't really think I'm going to explain how he does it. I know how he does it, just the idea is kinda weird, you may not like it, and I'm not going to chance it. Unless you really want to hear a weird explanation, I'm going to skip to right after they finish. Oh, and in case you're waiting for it, romance it in the next chapter...hehehehe... This was my longest chapter yet. Still short.