Music pounded. Lights blared. Women giggled. Men laughed. And one man sat at the bar, drinking his troubles away.

"You know, this is your third glass. Don't you think you should stop?" A pale woman murmured, ice blue eyes distraught. Black and cropped hair with purple highlights tipped her shoulders, and she wore a black shirt with a skull emblem, along with baggy black cargos. A shinning bloodred gem sat upon her forhead, glimmering in worry for the drunken boy. She stood behind the bar counter, occasionally taking orders from passerbys.

"No.. I wanna.. forget. I dun wanna.. dun make me.." Cried the tanned man beside her. His longish copper hair shinned with green highlights, his forest green eyes dull with the alchohol's effects. He also wore baggy black clothes. His head rested on the counter, head facing the half-full glass to the right him. She sighed dismally, biting her lip. The man obviously didn't drink often. While she had the tolerance to drink twice the amount he did, she dispised alchohol.

"You're going to have trouble going home."

"I'll die 'ere." He slurred depressedly. Tears leaked out of his eyes. The bartender may not have known, but it was the anniversary. Of the Titan's defeat. Even when Starfire had traveled into the future, it was in vain. They still drifted away even so. The man was Garfield Logan. Beastboy. And he was there to drink his troubles away. See them be flushed away in the golden drink of alchohol.

She frowned down at the man, shaking her head in disagreement. "What's your name?" She asked. She wanted to get as much information out of him as possible before he passed out, so that she could call his home to get him a ride.

"G-gar... Lo..gan." He was beginning to fall asleep. She gasped, eyes flaring open from their stoic state. Immidiatly, she hopped over the counter and dragged the man outside. Once she was sure nobody had followed them, she swiftly placed her left hand over his chest, and it glowed a neon skyblue. After the glow faded, his eyes snapped open. "Where am I... Wha-" She shushed him gently.

"Beastboy?"

His attention snapped to the woman immidiatly. He stared at her for what seemed an eternity before venturing further.

"Rae?"

Her ice blue eyes filled with tears and she gasped in delight, hugging him close. "It's you!" She cried into his chest. He laughed.

"Jeeze Rae, didn't know you missed me so much."

She blushed and lifted her head from his chest, smiling slightly. "It's good to know age didn't get to you." He grinned even wider and pulled her into a hug.

"Y'know," He started, head buried in her black hair, "I was picturing our reunion... if we ever had one... to be much more... formal than this?"

"Who cares." She muttered, hugging him closer.

"I don't." He wispered, smiling. "Say, care to catch up with eachother at my place after your shift?"

"Now would be a great time. I don't care if I'm fired, the boss can wait." She said, pulling out of the embrace and standing up. He got up aswell, and she noted that she had to look up to meet eyelevel. He smiled shyly and took her hand. She stared at their interlocked hands before kissing him on the cheek. She almost laughed at the expression on his face, before whispering. "Let's go."

What happened to be a bad day of memories... turned out to be a good day of new begginings.

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A/N: Yeah, I've been avoiding Here's a little piece- errr... scratch that- loooong piece just so you know I haven't crawled in a hole and died... yet. Just kidding. So... Read and Review?