OK, Draco and I are currently working on four stories at once.

Chikorita-Trainer: Well, thank you.

Scaredbyshallowness: I will. Thank you

Spooke: Ok. I will if you keep reviewing

Elena: thank you. Can you believe that I wrote that poem in the car on the way to school one morning?

For a while he read about Raven's past. It was heart-wrenching. No wonder she was a Goth. Then he remembered the letter. What was on it? No better time to find out. He opened the letter and started reading. 'Raven cares about why I don't show emotion? Interesting.' he thought. Robin grabbed a piece of paper and started writing the answers to her questions. When he finished, he wondered how to give it to Raven.

'I know! I'll give it to her the same way she gave me mine.' Robin thought. He slipped the paper into Raven's book so that when he gave it back, Raven would have the note as well. Then he continued reading.

Some time later, Robin realized that he was hungry. He looked at the time. It was late afternoon. 'I missed lunch.' thought Robin. He went down to the kitchen and started fixing a few sandwiches. Raven came in just as he was finished and set the tea kettle on the stove. "Hey, Raven." Robin said, putting the three sandwiches on a plate.

"Mm." Raven said in response. She was watching the tea kettle heat up.

"Is that all you can say?" Robin asked teasingly. Raven glared at him. "Right. Sorry." After a long silence during which Robin ate two of his sandwiches, he decided to ask her a question. "Raven, in your book..."

Raven covered his mouth with her hand. "Not here. I will meet you on the roof when my tea is done, but never talk about my past in public." She removed her hand and resumed watching to tea kettle. Soon it began to whistle. Raven got up and poured some tea into a cup, putting a tea bag in as well. Then she climbed the stairs to the roof, giving herself time to think of what Robin wanted to ask.

Robin had left almost as soon as Raven had moved her hand, but he didn't go directly to the roof. First he went to his room and grabbed the book. Then he dashed to the roof to get there before Raven. Presently she arrived and settled herself next to Robin at the edge of the roof.

Robin drew a breath before speaking. "Raven, in your book, you say that you can't feel any emotion. Yet you seem to be feeling many emotions. Why is that?"

Raven was startled. Of all the questions he could have asked about her book, which was OK for a twelve year old, he had to ask the one that she had no ready answer for. "I guess a good way to answer that would be to say that I can feel emotions. Remember, I wrote that when I was twelve. At that time, I believed that I didn't have emotions. A year later, I discovered that they were just well under control."

"How did you discover that?" Robin asked.

Again with the difficult questions. Raven sighed. "I found my first crush. He was an Azerathian and was just a passing crush, but he helped me discover my emotions."

"Oh." Robin said. For a while they both sat, Robin thinking, Raven meditating. A cool breeze wafted around them, making Raven's cloak flutter. 'She really should smile more often. She looks beautiful when she smiles.' Robin thought. He shook his head then, as if realizing what he just thought. Raven looked over. "Are you OK?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just some hair in my face." Robin said, mentally shaking himself at the lame excuse.

"OK." Raven said. She got up and headed for the door. Robin sat on the rooftop a while longer thinking about that thought of his. He finally decided that it was an observation and went in.

For the rest of the day, Robin spent his time working out, trying to keep his mind off of Raven. Hitting the punching bag one more time, Robin gave up. He just couldn't stop thinking about Raven. How, even when she's concerned or worried, she looked beautiful. Her lips curved just the right way to make a frown or even a sneer look cute. Her amethyst eyes hold a wonderful sparkle when she laughs. Robin wondered what Raven was doing just now. 'Probably just reading another book.' he thought.

Robin left for his room and sat cross-legged on the floor. You never would have thought it on the outside, but inside, this boy wonder was a bundle of emotions. You also would have never thought that Robin meditates every once in a while. So Robin sat on the floor, and, not having to have meditated for a few months, rehearsed what Batman, or Bruce Wayne had taught him.

Flashback

"Take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Think of nothing and everything at once." said the mysterious voice of Batman.

"How do I manage that?" a young Robin asked.

"First think of nothing. Empty your mind. Now think of everything. History, Math, Science, English, you name it; it's in your thoughts. Now do both at the same time." Batman said.

"All that does is give me a headache." Robin said, grinning.

"Quit fooling around. This helps when you're fighting a particularly nasty villain." Batman scolded.

"OK, OK. I think I've got it now. What next?" Robin asked.

"Think of all the things that are troubling you. Pick them out one by one. Dissect each one to find their true meaning." Batman said.

End Flashback

Robin started and after a while figured out why he couldn't get his mind off Raven. He loved her.

When Raven left Robin, she went to her room and grabbed a random book off the shelf beside her door. She put it down after about five minutes, though. It was all about this girl who couldn't be loved even though she could love herself. "Forget it. I'll never get anything done that way." Raven muttered to herself.

Instead, Raven made a circle of candles. She was preparing to bring her other selves, except anger, into her room. She didn't feel like getting her mirror from it's new hiding spot right now.

"Emotions come, emotions go

Let's keep them at an all-time low

In the circle they shall stand

Until, once more, flame meets hand."

Raven chanted and the representations of her emotions flowed into the room from the mirror's hiding spot. All came, even a new one, in a light, sky-blue outfit. "Who are you?" Raven asked, surprised.

"Well." said the sky-blue cloaked girl, "I'm Love."

"Why are you here?" Raven asked.

"Well, I'm here because of a certain other Titan." said Love.

"Which Titan are you here because?" Raven asked.

"You will have to find that out on your own. I will say that he's around you a lot." Love replied, giggling slightly.

"You're supposed to be helping me, not making me more confused. Where's Intelligence?" Raven said, looking around.

A Raven with glasses and a yellow outfit stepped forward.

"Is this girl real?" Raven asked.

"Yes. And you would do well to listen to her. She can help you a lot." Intelligence said.

"Fine. What do you have to say, Love?" Raven asked.

"This Titan loves you too. He will tell you anything you ask him, except maybe what his real name is. He is afraid of rejection and is driven to win. You will change a lot for him." Love said.

"I'm not changing one bit." Raven admonished Love.

"But you've already started to change. You've started talking and caring more. You write notes like some girl in high school. Need more?" Love said.

"Fine. I've changed. But only a little. Now, who is it?" Raven asked.

"I'm not telling. You have to find out. I've already said that. Now, you can tell who it is by your stomach. Your stomach will get butterflies in it every time you're near him. Gotta go! Bye!" Love said. She faded out.

"That girl will drive me crazy. You all can go now." Raven said, waving a hand over the candle in front of her. The flame went out and the 'Ravens' disappeared.

'Guess the best way to find out who I love is to go downstairs.' Raven thought.

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