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Thoughts of Love
Maybe Something More

March 1, 2003

Something bad happened. We thought we had killed him. I mean he fell into a pit of lava, for God's sake. How does someone survive from that? But he did. And this time his target was Robin's mind. Cyborg said it was a special hallucinogen that activated only in the dark, that it had all been fake. But the question of who set it all up still remains. I know that Slade must still be alive, even if we never really saw him. But the most important, life effecting thing to happen tonight was my mind meld with Robin. I went into his mind, and saw everything I wasn't supposed to. I feel so horrible. Robin's thoughts and emotions from tonight are still fresh in my mind and I feel guilty for finding out about Robin, even if it might have saved his life. I hope he's not mad at me. I was so scared. When I thought Robin might not survive past tonight, my heart fell into my stomach, and I struggled to keep the vomit out of my mouth. I don't know what I would have done if Robin hadn't lived. Oh God what is this feeling and why does it hurt so much. I don't what it is, but I know that it's more than a crush. Maybe it's-

The writing stop so abruptly that Robin turned the page to see if it was continued. He sat back in his bed, leaning against the head rest. He remembered that night too well. He remembered what it was like to have Raven inside his mind, how an amazing warmth swept over the cold panic that had laid inside him.

FLASHBACK

Raven sat up in her bed, her head in her hands, and a leather bound book sitting next to her. She hugged her knees helplessly to her chest as a feeling of depression engulfed her mind. She was ripped away from her thoughts as a loud banging sounded through her room.

She stood cautiously, her eyes flickering black for a moment, before she opened her door. Robin stood there silently, wait impatiently, tapping his foot on the ground. He shoved her immediately back into her room, covering her mouth to muffle her protests. "Raven, be quite. I have to talk to you, and it's not easy to get privacy around here. So will you be quiet?"

Raven nodded, and Robin removed his hand. "Who the Hell do you think you are?" Raven said just a little too loudly. Robin sprang on her covering her mouth with his hand again and ended up tackling her to the ground

"Now Raven, do you promise to yell quietly at me, or am I just going to have to stay on top of you until someone finds us like this, and this whole thing is stretched out of proportion." Once again Raven nodded, and Robin sat up still sitting on the empath's legs. Raven still remained quiet waiting for Robin to continue. Robin stood up and offered his hand to Raven. Raven took it reluctantly, and Robin pulled her to her feet.

"What do you want, Robin?" Raven asked impatiently.

"Listen, Raven, what you saw in my mind today, do you mind not telling anyone? I haven't told anyone," Robin said as he sat on the edge of Raven's bed.

"Not even Starfire?" Raven questioned sitting back down, leaning against her head rest, her face disappearing in the darkness.

"Starfire would be sorry for me, and she wouldn't understand that I don't want sympathy," Robin explained, as he tried to see Raven through her veil of darkness.

"What do you want?" Raven asked, only vaguely aware that she was beginning to sound like a psychiatrist.

"I want...understanding. True understanding. Starfire couldn't give me that if I told her because she doesn't really understand what it's like to lose someone you love," Robin answered. Robin looked irritated for a moment and than said, "Raven would you come out the darkness?"

"What does it matter to you?" Raven asked.

"I can't see your face," Robin answered, still trying to find her.

"So, I thought it would better if you couldn't see my face," Raven mumbled under her breath as she moved gracefully out of the darkness.

Robin looked horrified by Raven's words. "You really don't see it, do you?"

"See what?"

Robin took her hand in his. Raven starred at their conjoined hands as the naturally moved to intertwine their fingers. "That you're beautiful," he whispered under his breath, "it was nice talking to you Raven," he finished as he softly kissed the top of her hand. The spot from his lips still burned in Raven's hand long after the door to her room closed.

END FLASHBACK

March 8th, 2003

I can feel his gaze on me in the back of my mind. He is always staring at me. I feel his eyes looking at me, burning a hole into my soul. Why does he look at me when he has Starfire sitting in his lap? I don't understand. Every time I look up to catch him in the act he averts his gaze. I feel as if he's reading me. As if my every thought and feeling is just another line in a novel. What's going through his mind? Is it possible that he feels-No he has Star. Does he know? Do they all know how I feel? Does Starfire hate me? Does Robin? My head is constantly spinning, and I can't stop it. Agh! My mind feels like it's going to implode at any minute. This 'crush' is still growing, and it's beginning to spin out of control. Every time I'm around him I feel my heart flutter and I can't focus. I've always been in control, but every second I'm around him, I feel that same control, the one 'I've always had,' slowly drifting out of my reach. And now he won't stop staring! Why won't he stop staring? I want to yell or scream or confront him, but my mind won't allow it. And to make things worse, I know in reality I don't want him to stop. I never want him to forget that I'm still here. A few weeks ago I thought that was inevitable, but now I'm not so sure.

That night with Raven, when they had talked so personally, Robin had realized for what must have been the first time how beautiful Raven truly was. The moonlight hit her face at just the right angle and she seemed to glow. Her eyes sparkled and reflected the stars in the sky. She was everything he had ever thought to be beautiful and after that night, he couldn't help but stare at that everlasting beauty.