A/N: Uuuuuuh, darn, can't think of anything to put here. Oh well.
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"What the h# am I suppose to do! Yes I love her too, but in the 'little sister I never had' way, and she knows this, she has to. But, ye gods, I don't want to hurt her! Yet it seems no matter what I do from here that's exactly what's going to happen!" Malchior exclaimed, pacing back and forth restlessly in Raven's room.
"Malchior, I think she's been hurting for a long time already…" Raven sighed, looking down at her hands, "And I can't believe I never saw it. So much stuff, it's like I've been losing my empathic abilities." She said.
"Or have unconsciously learned to shut it off when you don't want it." Malchior muttered automatically. "But what if she's been somehow hoping that I've secretly fallen in love with her as well or something! That maybe Rorek and I will stay separate for some reason and we'll just all pair up nicely like in some cartoon!" He demanded, "Even when facts and logic tell her that it isn't going to happen!"
"It's not like she can help it, she has enough human in her to get caught up in that kind of thinking, it isn't really her fault." Raven pointed out.
"But why me, I mean, Rorek I could understand! He'd be more the kind of guy that she would go for, but me!" He exclaimed, pulling on his hair.
"Actually, no, most human females, especially the hip and eccentric ones, initially 'go for' the bad boy attitude, and when they're really a sweet person at heart it just cements the entire thing." Raven pointed out.
"Stop ruining my rant, I didn't even get my bit in about fate being a b yet. Seriously though, what do I do?" He asked.
"The only thing you can do, just sit down and get everything out." Raven answered.
Malchior sighed heavily, running his fingers in his hair and massaging his head, "Alright, but, could you—"
"Alone, and with me being the last person you want in the room, or anywhere close for that matter." Raven interrupted.
"Okay yeah, stupid question. But when?"
"As soon as possible."
"Where?"
"Wherever you won't be overheard or walked in on." She answered, "And no stalling either, this isn't something you can let sit or it'll fester."
"Yes, I know, I know I just…I've never been in this situation before! From the little bits and pieces I remember, you were the only true love I ever had, the other women were inadequately filling the gap, and what few 'other women' there were turned out to be sluts from the high class society." He said, rubbing his temples, "No one fell in love with me, I was interesting, frightening, or strange. It was that way everywhere I went. Even with Avona, you, I had to work hard and earn your love, both times. And I think I prefer it that way. And yes, I know I've just earned my death several times in the last minute, but you're the only one I can talk to about this."
"It's okay." Raven told him, wrapping her arms around his waist for comfort, "I understand." She told him.
Malchior sighed, wrapping his own arms tightly around her form and resting his chin on her head, "Thank the gods for that." He said, closing his eyes so that he could release all his worries and just focus on enjoying the moment, standing there and holding her. Nothing in the world to worry about…
Yeah right.
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It was noon of the next day before Zacroma woke up, and when she did it was with a splitting headache. "Ugh, did anyone get the license plate number of that 2-by-4?" She muttered warily, causing the concerned faces above her to break into grins. "How long have I been out?" She asked.
"Through the rest of the night and on until noon. You've missed a lot, but we'll brief you on what's been going on." Robin answered.
"And by 'we' he means Raven of course." Beast Boy injected.
"Gee, thanks." Raven muttered.
Zacroma was given a hot cup of Rorek's special potion empowered tea, a lot of fruits and a nutrition potion for breakfast, and sat propped up as Raven went through the entire explanation thing again. Half way through it most people left to take care of other things, then, after seeing Zacroma would be taken care of, the rest did too. So when Raven finished telling Zacroma their assumptions, they were alone.
So far, Zacroma had just been eating the fruit and listening without interrupting, she did ask a few questions, just some details that needed to be cleared up (though she seemed to know a lot about drow already), but overall Raven was able to go through it pretty quickly.
Zacroma heaved a sigh, "So that explains why you've been feeling the pain, and what those blue, green-rimmed eyes are. But something I don't get, if Chire'ni's eyes were the judgmental and fearful ones, the young ones, what about that other pair of eyes? The ones that were kind and caring?" She asked.
Raven blinked and thought, "Those, well, they're probably Chire'ni's mother I'd think, because she adopted Avelona and treated her like a daughter. It'd make sense for Chire'ni to have the same eyes as her mother." She said.
"What about Chire'ni's aunt, could there be something off about her death? I mean, you'd think you would be having dreams about that if it were really you who killed her." Zacroma questioned.
"I know, but maybe it wasn't Avelona, maybe it was another demon and Chire'ni is just too narrow minded to think of that." Raven offered.
"It sounds to me like this girl was obsessed, and there's probably a lot more to it than just being a religious freak. You think she became resentful because Avelona sort of took her mother's attention away from her?"
"That's possible, and the fact that she was scared of Avelona wouldn't have helped. The demon thing probably justified her reasons for hatred in her mind." Raven sighed. "I'd still like to know why Avelona seemed obsessed with being her sister, she's an arrogant, close-minded, self-righteous little brat."
Zacroma shrugged, "Well, maybe it was a little more than just that." She said. Raven stared at her, eyes wide, "Well, y'know from what I remember of drow culture, now that I think about it, they were pretty much bisexual. Being fully homosexual or heterosexual was considered odd." She explained. (A/N: Just for the record, I do not agree with homo/bisexuality, but it happens, and from what I understand, drow are bisexual and you can't just ignore this sort of thing completely.)
"That doesn't mean Avelona was bisexual." Raven pointed out swiftly.
"She was raised by a drow. She might not have been that way, but as far as she probably knew there would be nothing wrong with it." Zacroma said.
"But that would have been incest," Raven started again.
"So? What, you think most drow would have a problem with that either? This isn't exactly a very moral race. Besides, being adopted and all, that point could have been argued."
"So you think Avelona fell in love with Chire'ni?" Raven asked, utterly disgusted.
"Probably not, but I think there might have been a little going on there. It isn't impossible. Also, drow have very strong family ties, well, females anyway. They focused a lot of attention on their children, but the sires of their children, while maybe given a higher standing, were often ignored, even by the daughters, and were their father only in name. Avelona might have absorbed this through her upbringing and felt that, as sisters, she and Chire'ni should be close somehow. However, I don't think siblings were very close in that culture, not typically anyway. They often warred for supremacy in their mother's eyes." Zacroma explained.
"So we had a clash of views here, but if Chire'ni was never given a 'proper' upbringing, and her mother was definitely an exception to the general rule, how would she obtain that sort of sub-conscious mentality?"
"Well, the culture had to come somewhere, it's probably natural, like how human children often fight with each other. Avelona wasn't exactly a normal child according to Chire'ni, she sounds like she was far more mature than was really good for her at a young age. So this could have happened even if Chire'ni wasn't drow." She answered.
"I suppose that makes sense. Oh, you done? Do you want me to get you more tea or what?" Raven asked.
"Yeah, more tea sounds nice." Zacroma agreed, draining the last that was in her cup and handing it to Raven, who just set it down on the side.
"I'll just get the whole pitcher and bring it up here." Raven told her, getting up.
"Thanks." Zacroma said as she left the room.
Raven closed the door behind her, and then suddenly noticed Malchior had been waiting in the hall the entire time. "You two talk too much." He muttered, though Raven could tell he had been grateful for the delay.
Raven sighed, "Good luck." She said, he muttered a 'thanks', and then walked in the door as Raven went down the stairs into the kitchen.
"Hey, everything good?" Beast Boy asked when she came in.
"Yeah, just getting Zacroma more tea, she probably needs to rest a bit though, but she should be fine by tomorrow." Raven answered.
"That's good. Don't bother, I'll take it to her." Beast Boy offered, about to grab the pitcher himself, but Raven got it before he did.
"Zacroma needs to rest, not get excited and start laughing while you do ridiculous impressions." Raven told him.
"I won't!" He defended, "I'll just give her the tea."
"Riiiight, you stay right here." She ordered.
"Awwwww." He wined. "Can I come if you, I dunno, make sure I don't get out of hand or something?" he asked.
And I missed this how? Raven asked herself sweatdropping. "Beast Boy, stay here." She told him with a look. She then turned to go back upstairs.
"She's talking to Malchior now, isn't she?" Beast Boy asked.
Raven stopped and turned to stare at him. He was slumped on the table, suddenly sulky. "Beast Boy you…know?" She asked cautiously. He looked at her through one eye and nodded.
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The pause seemed to stretch out over the room like a sort of fog, the silence was pressing, he could hear the wind outside her window, the hum of the lights that illuminated her extremely colorful room. To say this was an uncomfortable situation, would have been a ridiculous understatement.
They didn't look at each other, and he just came in, closing the door behind him, and walking over to the chair set up beside her table. He'd rehearsed what he was going to say during the time she and Raven had been talking, he'd gone over every possible response she might have, the worse-case scenarios anyway, so that he might be prepared. This didn't mean he knew what he would do if they happened, but at least he'd see them coming ahead of time and might somehow be able to plan a course of action. He'd gone over the fine points he was going to make, he'd thought over and over about how he might smooth it all out, admitting that he loved her like a little sister, while it was going to take a lot to get out, was probably something she needed to hear.
But now that he was there, sitting beside her, neither of them looking at each other, the words were stuck in his throat, and his mind was drawing a complete and utter blank. And it was Zacroma who broke the silence.
"Malchior, about, about what I said last night, I know what you must be thinking but, it's not like that. Really." She began, he looked up. Her expression was a mixture of things, but she seemed calm, just awkward. "When I, when I said 'I love you', I meant, as a friend…or rather…well….like family." She said, running her fingers through her ice blue hair. "I'm sorry if that caused a lot of confusion but, well, I was kind of in a rather out of it state, I mean I was this close to death and all." She laughed.
"Oh," Malchior said, perking up slightly. "Oh, so, so I've been stressing myself out over nothing? Well, that's certainly convenient, guess I'm feeling a little silly now. So that's all cleared up, we can go back to the way things were now. No awkward feelings or uncomfortable instances, just going about our day way we would anyways without giving this entire thing a second thought, right?" He asked pleasantly. He looked up and saw Zacroma's smile was fading, and she was giving him a rather confused look, "No." He stopped flatly, staring her hard in the eyes, "You're a good actress, and therefore a good liar, most of the time. But you cannot expect me to believe that when you didn't immediately clear it all up the moment I walked in. What's the point of feeling awkward if it really wasn't something that serious?" He asked.
Caught, Zacroma dropped the act and averted her eyes, "I know what you're going to say," She began.
"No, you don't, because I am perfectly aware that you know the…details, of this entire thing. You know that I love Raven, and that my loyalty to her is as strong as it can be. You know that someday, probably much sooner than we had expected, Rorek and I will be one again and I will, virtually, be gone. So I'm just going to skip all of that. But what I want to be sure you know, what I am going to tell you and will forcibly deny ever saying later, is that you are still very special to me." He told her flat out.
Zacroma's head jerked up, and she stared at him, her eyes wide, "W-what, really?" She asked.
"Gods, you're like the little sister I never had and never knew I wanted. And it's not just me, Rorek feels the same way to a certain extent. You are like family to us, and that's why I don't want to see you hurting any more than you obviously have been." He said.
Zacroma's eyes lowered again, "I, I'm sorry I just, it's not like I meant to, I…I tried so hard not to but, and Raven, I'd never do anything to hurt her or, or—"
"Few people are actually able to chose who they fall in love with." Malchior interrupted. "And Raven doesn't think any less of you because of it, she completely understands." He said.
The girl paled, "Y-you told her?" She asked.
"After the last time we kept a little secret from her, are you kidding?" He asked, causing her to smile in spite of herself.
"And she, she wasn't…mad?"
"Didn't you hear what I said? She understands, she isn't going to get mad at you for this, actually she was more worried about you than anything else. She pretty much told me, up front, that I had to come and speak with you alone. The point is that we can't just sit back and let this blow over, because it won't, and even if it does there is still going to be that air of unfinished business hanging about in the back of our minds." He said.
She let out a slow breath and looked down at her hands, not sure what to say, he suspected. Malchior took a deep breath, remembering something else he wanted to point out, and began again, "Listen, even if we weren't in this situation, I would still tell you that it wouldn't work out. I'm just not the right person for you. You need someone who'll coincide with that free spirit of yours, someone who will not only appreciate your quirks, style switches, and wild behavior, but will join you. Does that make sense?" He asked.
"I…I guess…" She answered.
"A good part of having a real relationship is being able to enjoy the same activities in a similar manner. See, while you were taking over the dance floor in that Cybiria place, someone like me would just sit back and marvel at the audacity it must have taken to even start. While you would be drawing people to you like flies to a moth, someone like me would be making them shy away or bristle in defense." He elaborated.
Zacroma nodded, "Yeah, I get it, but it's just…I…" She tried desperately to wipe away the tears that had begun to fall down her face. "I'm sorry, I just…"
Guess I should have known I couldn't avoid this part. Malchior thought. He put his hand on her shoulder in comfort, and wasn't really surprised when she thrust herself into his arms and began to sob uncontrollably. He gently put his arms around her and patted her one the back, letting her cry it all out.
A minute or so later, she pulled herself back into the bed, wiping her tears out of her eyes. "Thanks." She whispered.
"Heh, what are big brothers for?" He asked, making her laugh. "Uh, by the way, this entire conversation? It never happened." He told her.
"Heheh, what conversation?" She asked, grinning.
"Good girl." He said, ruffling her hair. "Are you going to be okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, thanks. I think I'll be able to get over it eventually." She said.
"Well, I think I remember hearing that the best way to get over a heartache was to find another guy, only this time, try to make sure he's single first." He told her.
Zacroma grinned at him, almost knowingly, "So, do you have anyone in mind?" She asked.
"I think the word 'duh' applies here." He answered, rolling his eyes.
"Who?" She asked, curiously.
"Are you thick?" He demanded, "Beast Boy, woman!"
Zacroma started in surprise, "Beast Boy?" She exclaimed, "But he—"
"Has been in love with you for a very long time now. Sheesh, I mean Raven's got a lot on her mind nowadays, so her ignorance is understandable. Wonder Boy and Starfire are a bit preoccupied with each other so they may or may not have noticed, but I know Cyborg has, I think he might have confronted Beast Boy and is now fully aware. But you would think with all your social expertise you'd notice." He told her.
"I…really haven't…" She admitted blushing.
"Granted, he's extremely annoying, and if you were my sister by blood I would firmly forbid it out of shame and the fear that he might one day be my brother-in-law, but as you're not I'm obliged to care more about your happiness. But the more I think about it, the more it just seems you two would work together. Besides of which, Rorek agrees with me, therefore it is set in stone." He added, causing her to burst out laughing. "Ultimately, however," He added, standing up, "It's your decision. But I think that if there was anyone who could really help you get over this, it's him." He told her, walking to the door. "I'll leave you to rest now." He told her, opening the door.
"Hey, Malchior?"
"Hm?"
"Thanks, really, thanks a lot. Raven's very lucky to have someone like you." She told him.
Malchior smiled, "I like to think that I'm the lucky one." He told her.
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"I guess I was the first one to notice, though. Well, first time for everything." Beast Boy grumbled miserably.
Raven sighed and sat down next to him. "Yeah, you were. Not even I knew, in fact I didn't even know that you liked her until Malchior pointed it out." She said.
"What, Malchior knew!" Beast Boy asked defensively.
"Calm down, it's not like he made fun of you or anything. You know those three guys I gave super powers?" Raven asked.
"Yeah? Why?"
"I confronted them the other day and when they asked if I could arrange for them to meet Zacroma, Malchior pointed out that they'd have to stick to just talking unless they wanted a rampaging rhino out for their blood." She explained.
Beast Boy stared at her, and then started laughing in spite of himself, "He said that? That sounds more like something he would do." He said.
"Yeah, it does. All I see you doing is glaring at them from behind Zacroma while she backs away sweatdropping." Raven commented.
But then Beast Boy sighed and let his head rest on his crossed arms again. "So, is Malchior telling her off or what?" He asked. "I thought you'd be the one to do that."
"Beast Boy, if you suddenly have a newfound insight, then use it. Do you honestly think I'd love Malchior if he were really as insufferable as he lets on? He's talking to her. Don't let him know I told you this, but in spite of what he'd like you to believe, he really has grown attached to everyone and he does care. But he's still fighting against the chunk of Rorek that he's absorbed over the last few weeks, so you're not going to see it by just looking at how he acts." She told him.
Beast Boy gaped at her for a moment, "Oh." He said blankly. "So, right now he's…"
"Helping Zacroma get over him, if that's makes sense." She finished.
"Dang, how's he managing that I wonder?" He asked.
"By getting everything out in the open and making sure she knows he does care, but not in that way." Raven answered.
"Aaaaaand, he's just going to say all of this?"
"Beast Boy, how many times will we have to explain to you that Malchior and Rorek are not human? They don't seem to have as much trouble with words as humans sometimes do, neither do they have that much of a problem getting their thoughts across." She told him.
"Yeah, I've noticed they can say just about anything without it seeming rude, or too straightforward. But it's still wired that he can just go up and talk to her like that." He said, snapping his fingers to press his point.
"Humans often confuse the English language by complicating it, adding rules and such while its original purpose becomes lost. Words obtain hidden meanings, sentences can say one thing while meaning the complete opposite, and expression and tones have become such a fine part of it. Malchior and Rorek, though, aren't bound by these rules, they speak the language as it was suppose to be, and at the same time absorb the additions needed to communicate in such a way that our minds translate it into the words they had originally intended to say." Raven told him.
When she heard no response, Raven turned her head, and wasn't surprised to see Beast Boy's eyes rolling around in their sockets. "Sorry, forgot I was talking to you." She muttered with a snigger, which jarred him out of his stupor.
"Hey! I was following…some of it…a little…so they talk easily?"
Raven sighed, "They have a better understanding of the human language than some humans do, it just doesn't seem that way sometimes because humans don't know enough to follow them." She summarized.
"Er, right. So, ah…" Beast Boy trailed, "what are your thoughts on the subject? I mean the Zacroma-liking-Malchior-thing." He asked.
"Beast Boy, do I really seem like the kind of person who'd get mad at Zacroma for something like this?" Raven asked. "Honestly, I'm more worried about her and what she's been going through this entire time. I can't believe I've been so ignorant!" She huffed, irritated at herself.
Beast Boy sighed again and slumped back onto the table, causing Raven to stare at him, "I guess you wouldn't, you're boyfriends are so loyal to you it's inhuman." He said, a slight smirk creasing his mouth.
Raven blinked, "For the sake of my pride, I'm not going to dignify that with a response. Instead, I'm going to return the conversation back to the more pressing topic and ask how you are feeling about all this." She said.
"I dunno," He mumbled, "I guess I thought…maybe…I dunno." He repeated. "I like how I'm able to do stupid stuff in front of her and not feel embarrassed, I like how she's able to be 'one of the guys' but at the same time preserve her femininity. I can play video games with her, burp the alphabet with her, gobble my food without a hint of table manners with her, I mean I can even crack extremely stupid jokes and she'd laugh because they were so stupid. I know that's not a normal relationship but, well, normal relationships seem be going out of fashion around here." He said. "At first I thought maybe she might like me too…but I guess she only sees me as a friend, like Cyborg. I guess the only reason I noticed that she didn't, and then realized exactly where her affections were being focused, was that I kept trying my hardest to notice any little thing, though I was kind of hopping to see her staring at me when she thought no one was looking instead of him." He explained.
"Well, you don't have to give up hope, you know. I mean, no creature, human or otherwise, can stay hopelessly in love with another if that love isn't returned, I don't care how many romance novels think differently, it doesn't happen." She told him.
"That's nice to know, but what if it's Cyborg next time and I stay the 'little brother she never had'?" he asked miserably.
"I don't know. Maybe you need to be more obvious." Raven said.
"Oh and asking her to marry me isn't obvious?" He demanded.
"Um, that was a joke, and you know it." She answered.
"I know, I just had to bring that up. So if it doesn't work out and it turns out she doesn't like me in that way and never will, then what?" He asked.
"Then you move on like she hopefully will." Raven answered. "You just—" She stopped as Malchior entered the room, looking calm and collected. "Well?" She asked him.
"I think it'll be okay." He said, and before anyone could respond, he'd come over and picked up the pitcher of tea, and Beast Boy.
"What tha—" Beast Boy stammered.
"Here," Malchior said, pushing him up the stairs with the pitcher in his hands, "Take that to Zacroma while I make out with Raven." He said. Beast Boy vanished the next moment while Raven let her head hit the table.
"Must you be so blunt?" She moaned.
"Hey, it got him to go up there didn't it?" He asked, sitting down in the chair next to Raven, who leaned away from him, giving him the evil eye. "Besides, all this unfavorable business is making me hungry." He said, giving her a sly smile.
"There's some leftover chicken in the refrigerator." She told him flatly.
"Mmm, na, you taste better." He said, bringing his arm around her to keep her from going any farther, and leaning in to start licking her chin and jaw.
"You know, I should just stop you right now out of principal." She grumbled, but he only grunted and continued using his tongue to explore the surfaces of her skin, what he could reach without having to pull down her turtle neck anyway. Raven sighed, and pushed herself back up so she could be in a more comfortable position, but Malchior, obviously encouraged by this, practically grabbed her and had her on his lap before she could protest. The next thing she knew he'd pulled down one side of her sleeve, forcing the neck to stretch to its limits as he always did, and had begun nibbling her neck.
An almost unfamiliar tingle of pleasure was spreading along her neck from the places he'd nibbled and licked. She blinked hard and suppressed a gasp, not use to feeling anything but a reluctant allowance of his small antics to keep him happy. It was odd, and slightly unwelcome, where had this come from?
Raven felt, rather than allowed, her body relax into Malchior as she sighed, only this time it was more contented and sensual. In spite of the mistrust she had of this new feeling, she couldn't help liking it and hoping it might continue.
Malchior didn't disappoint her of course, he let her sleeve slide back up only so he could bring down the other side and begin working it, only now he was blowing raspberries on her skin and then drawing circles with his tongue. This time she couldn't keep herself from gasping. Encouraged, he forced her sleeve down lower and began a relentless assault that just barely grazed her breast, but it was enough. A loud voice in Raven's head seemed to be yelling at her, berating her for letting him get this far, and she pulled him back up to her shoulder. He growled in protest, and for a few moments fought against her, trying to get his tongue in the space between her breasts again it seemed, but there was no way she was going to allow that quite yet, strange new feelings or not.
Eventually he sighed in defeat and let her sleeve go back up all the way, but then his hand slipped to the back of her skull, fingers weaving through her hair, and he brought her face down to his. He began kissing her furiously, pushing in so hard it was almost bruising, but Raven didn't protest to this, instead she found herself pushing right back, her eyelids drooping back down. Malchior drew in a sharp intake of breath through his nose and he seemed to freeze while shivering with pleasure at the same time, as if afraid that if he moved she might stop.
It was probably her own sweat that broke Raven of the near trance-like state she'd found herself in, that and a feeling of unease, of slight wrongness holding her back as though there were something missing. And also, she'd heard her own voice in her head yelling at her and demanding to know what in the world she was doing. What was she doing?
Her heart was beating swiftly, and her breath was coming in pants as well. She'd suddenly found herself on top of Malchior, on the floor, and he was also panting and sweating slightly, looking up at her with an expression of ecstasy, mixed heavily with confusion. "Are you done with me already?" He asked, more than a little disappointed.
Raven frowned and stood up, rubbing her face, "What—" She breathed, still not understanding what had just happened, "What just…happened?" She asked, more herself than Malchior.
"Actually, I don't know." Malchior answered, wiping the sweat off his forehead. "Not that I'm complaining but…" He trailed off.
"I don't know what came over me." Raven said, using her cloak to get the sweat off her brow.
Malchior smirked, "Perhaps you are finally giving in to the primal urges I excite in you." He answered.
Raven rolled her eyes at him, "Riiiiight, stop it, this could be serious." She told him standing up, "It felt like I was loosing control over myself, like there was something else being me while I was being…something else." She said.
Malchior got up, frowning slightly, "Well, it could be Dark Raven trying to surface a little inside of you, or it could be your own reaction to a buildup of sexual tension." He said, tapping his chin in thought.
"What?"
"Think about it, how many times have I made advances on you and you only protested a little out of principle? Many. And exactly how much actual lust do you display in sequence with mine? Very little. Not to brag, okay yeah, I guess I would be bragging, but still, it's not possible for me to make such advances and a woman, any woman, them not feel at least a little sexual tension or lust. So far you've been bottling it all up because that's just how you operate, so it was bound to come back and bite you someday, if that makes sense." He explained. "But then, it could be a combination of both as well, and Dark Raven's feeling a bit neglected because you refuse to let her have a little fun." He said, smirking slyly again.
Raven sweatdropped, "Okay, so how do we fix it then?" She asked.
"Well, you could always show me a little more love like you just did a few minutes ago more often." He suggested hopefully.
"Or I could just not let you have any." She answered.
"You could," He said, considering as well, "If you want to see a grown dragon beg and weep."
"Is there no low you won't stoop too?" She asked him warily.
"Hey, if it works, I will stoop." He answered.
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A/N: Hmmm, could that be considered a cliffie? Doubt it, oh well. And in case a few of you were wondering where Judora is, don't worry, she's still out there, plotting of course. (It takes time to think up elaborate schemes, and even more to fool proof them!) As for Chire'ni, she'll be making another appearance, for those of you who seem to like her, so don't worry. Anyway, on with the reviews!
FlameTalon: Actually I had planned to do that pretty early on. I have this unexplainable fascination with drow, and they're role in the fantasy genre is next to none, far too many people don't even know they exist! Therefore, I must spread the word. Plus I think they're totally awesome. Too bad Chire'ni turned out the way she did, it's really quite sad (sniff). (Yeah, I know it was my fault, but like I said earlier, some of these characters, even the original ones, write themselves out)
Storm Front: SWEET! You know, that's about the hardest temple to beat when it comes to puzzles. (BTW: you get into it by hookshoting that blue diamond above the gate, in case you didn't figure that out already.) I played the Master's Quest, and the Water Temple was, again, probably the hardest temple. However, there's one temple I hate more than any other, and that's the Shadow Temple. For one reason, and one reason alone: Bongo Bongo. I cannot stand that boss! So I just get the Lens of Truth and Hover Boots and go beat the Spirit Temple before it, haha! Ahem, anyways, sorry about the cliffies, but as we are soon to be reaching the climax of the story (dunno how soon, but soon), there will be many of those, especially when comes the 'final battle' with Judora. It isn't going to be a bunch of long, drawn out fight scenes, but I have something very…uh, cool, planned for it all. I shall say no more!
Crimsonsun-rk: WTH! THAT WASN'T A SHORT CHAPTER, THAT WAS A LONG CHAPTER COMPARED TO MOST, WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU SMOKING! Ahem, sorry, I just had to get that out. But yeah, that was one of the longer chapters, SO BACK OFF! Lol, yeah, I dunno, it adds to the drama but I guess it was over with fairly quickly. It does explain why Beast Boy and Zacroma had yet to start making out and stuff, heheh.
Bishquet: Knew it? Knew what? What did you know? What were you able to discern that I was unable to hide from your sharp eyes? I MUST KNOW!
Dark ki: don't worry! It's alright, look, you can keep with the BB/Zacroma scenes if you want, because they will be happening! Sorta, well, maybe, I dunno, not the 'will you marry me' just yet but, yeah. Okay I'm gonna shut up now.
Alright, that's the end of my responses. Also, I am going to be very busy this weekend, so I probably won't be able to get another chapter out until Monday. Sorry guys! But hey, at least I didn't leave you at another unbearable cliffhanger!
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