Hello all my dear readers. Thank you all for your reviews, you rock, I don't own Teen Titans, blah blah blah. But now to something more... pressing.

I have no idea where to take this story, I started it without a plan in mind, and look where it's got me. I have one way out of this, but to have made it work, I would've needed to start it sooner and drop hints before, even add multiple chapters extra. I'm going to continue this from hence forth as part of the plan I have, but still, I am doubtful. If this chapter is weird, which I know it will be, particularly since my new plan involves X and it is from X's view... It will be interesting. I'm sorry for any problems. In order to clarify, there will be a section of X 'alone time' where X is alone in his room, thinking, and reflecting, hopefully enough to clarify a bit. I'm quite sorry, it's my fault for not planning, but I'll be sure to plan more in future fics.

Also, I'm leaving tomorrow, -looks at clock- er, in a few hours, on an unwilling 'vacation' to see the uptight traditional relatives. x.x; So sorrt for the wait. I plan to write a bit on the plane, and publish a bunch when I get back. Perhaps I can escape to an internet cafe, perhaps not.

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She almost murmured it, eyes wide and lost, "What?"

I dearly wanted to tease her, reply in a sarcastic tone, 'I said "I'm sorry"' But I couldn't bring myself to. I couldn't. I had tricked her, fooled her. The act was gone. I wasn't the snobby billionaire, it was just a character now. My voice was quiet, and I was afraid of recognition. "I shouldn't have done this."

Raven's tone was still harsh, and it twisted up my stomach, "Done what? Spill X."

"Tricked you. And call me Dick." I scanned her face for a moment but she just dismissed the last part.

She just glared. I stared back. My mind was running in circles. I had two options, and neither fitted my interests.

The first was easy in retrospect, just let her leave. Clean up the mansion, and continue life as it ever was. But what about Raven... I couldn't idly sit by and watch her.

I brushed the hair out of my face, wondering how the girls could fight with their hair flopping around all over the place.

Or I could explain everything. Which would not be good. For her, or for me. What would she think of me after? Could things go back to how they were...? I'd have to tell her something now. I swallowed, "I'm sorry, I tricked you." I pulled out her communicator, and put it in her hand. "The Titans are alive."

She blinked three times, slowly, then suddenly a hopeful smile adorned her lips, eyes tingling, though with her words she tried to remain cool. "Clever."

"I need to be."

"It's a shame you use it to steal..." Was she sympathizing with me? After all I had done? No. She was sympathizing with X, someone I never could be.

"I feel bad tricking you. But will you stay with me for a bit longer..? You can leave now if you want, but..." I don't know why I asked, I should've let her go, forget about all that happened. But she wouldn't forget, she'd try to figure it out. Just like Malchior, she couldn't forget, no matter how much she ignored it.

"I'll stay for one more night..." She surprised me, as few could. I almost gasped, then adopted the billionaire act one last time, grabbing her hand and kissing it, "Thank you m'lady. If you'll excuse me, I'll be in my room. Feel free to explore the manor. The butler, Alfred, will be delighted to help you find some food..." I couldn't help myself, trying to keep a straight face, "Or tea..." I turned the corner, and laughed.

X-X-X

The Teen Titans were indeed alive, and most happy. Beast Boy yawned, stretching his arms, "Sleeping in is sure good."

"Hey man, don't wake Starfire."

"She's still asleep?" Beast Boy looked at the snoring alien.

"Apparently you're not the only one that fancies sleeping past noon."

"Ah.. WHAT! NOON?" Beast Boy jumped out of bed, jumping back and forth from his bed to Cyborg's. "But pretty soon we'll be done! We've already done so little! I mean, there's the pool, and the continental breakfast, and the arcade, and the spa, and the gardens, and that super long water slide, and the river, and--"

"Calm down! We're staying another night. It's so cool we get to take a brake..."

Beast Boy jumped too far and landed as a kangaroo atop Starfire, who sat straight up and squealed, "You'll never get away with this Blackfi-- Hello... Joyous afternoon! Shall we continue about the "resort" as this odd hotel is called?"

"Uh, yeah, we were going to order Room Service since you two overslept the continental breakfast. Robin no doubt made it there on time. And he had time to make his bed, too." Cyborg glared teasingly, then laughed, "C'mon, I'll call."

"They service our room?" Her eyes were wide with often-seen confusion.

"Room Service is a gift from the gods. It's where bellboys in weird outfits come with fancy white tables full of food, and make a restraunt inside your room! And you can order almost anything from there! And the menu's in the night-stand drawer! And I'll be enjoying a delicious tofu bacon BLT, hold the mayo!"

"YOU WERE LOOKING AT THE MENU LAST NIGHT!" Cyborg yelled, catching Beast Boy's plot.

"Just on the offchance I accidently overslept and missed the continental breakfast..." Beast Boy trailed off, " IT WAS AN ACCIDENT I SWEAR!"

X-X-X

Once again, thanks for you reviews, and I'm sorry for leaving. And sorry for not planning out this fic well, and for a bunch of other stuff... . ;

Anyways, review. It's probably a bit unclear, and I'll try very well to explain it better next chapter. 3 Yew.