Thanks to all my reviewers out there!
Crayzbritoutforevenge: Glad you like my story! And I think you and I are the only ones in the world who think that Robin could even possibly be blind in the series, I mean, he never shows his eyes, and it's so different from the comic …I think… Also, everyone seems to think he has blue eyes, and there's nothing wrong with that, I'm just wondering why everyone seems to think he has blue eyes. Did I miss a memo or something? Anyway, enough of my ranting, sorry for making you read such a long review response, just thought I'd get that thought out of my head…
RaeRaeLogan: Well, I can see what you're saying here; Kori can be overly happy depending on the situation. But sometimes people don't give her enough credit. I mean, if you've seen the episode about how the Titans formed and know about her past then you know that she's been through as much as all of the other Titans. I can understand your point, though… (Cheernastics lol.)
I feel awfully random: Sorry if I made that conversation a little confusing, if I ever do let me know so I can see what I did wrong. About your Terra comment, there's probably a reason for that. I'd just like to remind you, however, the most important thing about a story (at least to me) is that it's original.
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SpiderSquirrel: The father would get arrested, but so would Raven and Malchior because of underage sex… You can get arrested for that right? Heh, maybe I should look that up…
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XxSamuraiXxx: Thanks; I always thought Victor was one of the most interesting characters, even if not a lot of people write about him
Gregthezombie: Playing video games, duh! I mean, what kind of teacher would Garfield be if he didn't invite other teachers over at midnight to play video games instead of grade papers. (Probably a good one, but that's not the point here…) And happy holidays to you too!
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Monchhichi: Well, you've got your boyfriend over on a Friday night and you're all alone, they had to have done something… ;)
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Chapter Twelve, AKA: Midnight Romance
Rachel gave an exasperated sigh and turned over in her 'bed', unable to sleep. She strained her eyes to see the clock on the back wall of the kitchen that was only a few yards away. Maybe some tea would help her sleep, it always did. She sat up and made her way over to the kitchen, seeing Garfield sitting at the table didn't completely surprise her. He had just as much to think about as she did, maybe even more.
"She's not a bad person, you know." Rachel's head snapped up, not expecting him to say anything.
"Who's not?" She asked, already knowing the answer.
"Terra." Rachel said nothing at first and continued her search for tea. When the silence started to annoy her, she spoke.
"Are you going to get back together with her?" It was a simple question, but the answer could bring a lot of consequences.
"I don't think I could trust her again, besides, I kissed you, remember?" How could she forget? She sat down at the table, there was no reason for avoiding this; they were going to have to talk about it eventually.
"Garfield, why did you kiss me?" She watched him tense from across the table. Now how was he supposed to answer this question when he didn't know the answer himself?
"I suppose it's because I…" Because he what? Felt sorry for her? Was caught up in the moment, because he actually liked spending time with her? He stared at the table intently, almost as if it was the one that was going to give him the answers. The words drifted off into space as Rachel fidgeted uncomfortably, waiting on his answer.
"Honestly, I'm not sure." Rachel frowned; did he just do it out of pity? "But," he continued, and she could see him swallow in nervousness. "I know I'd do it again."
Rachel bit her lip, what exactly was going on here? How could she fall for her teacher? How could he fall for his student, his plain, dark, exactly-the-opposite-of-him student? There had to be a catch to this, something was up.
"Why would you do it again?" It was a simple enough question, he guessed. So why was it so hard to answer?
"Like I said, I'm not exactly sure…" His voice faded in the small space of the kitchen. Rachel had to admit, she was a bit suspicious. She had a right to be. It seemed that every time someone was nice to her or she was nice to someone else, someone got hurt. Some part of her life got ruined; another part of her heart broke. At least she knew that couldn't happen again, she refused to make the same mistake twice. Besides, there wasn't enough of her heart left to break.
Garfield let out a sigh; he was just as confused as Rachel, maybe even more so. Never in his life had he thought he would fall for a student, more specifically a student like Rachel. He wasn't even sure if he had actually fallen for her, he just knew that he wouldn't have changed anything that happened between them: the kiss, the fight, or otherwise. It had been so different with Terra, with her there had been an instant attraction, no complications. She said she loved him, he thought he loved her. Maybe he still did, but then there was Rachel. So who exactly was making this more complicated, Rachel or Terra? Maybe it was him… Garfield wished this could be more like when he had met her, he wished Rachel wasn't his student, he wished everything made sense like with Terra. He had been able to trust her so easily, and perhaps that was the problem. He was too trusting, but then what was he going to do about Rachel? He couldn't just tell her that kiss and their friendship meant nothing when it so obviously did.
He couldn't deny that he found Rachel attractive, but that hardly had anything to do with anything. She was fun to be with, he liked her a lot, her friends were really nice, the way she looked was a bonus, but a lot of girls had those qualities, what was it that made her so different? Purple hair and eyes weren't the answer he was looking for. He was just so… confused. His job hadn't even entered the equation yet.
"So what are we going to do about… everything?" Rachel asked, mid yawn. Garfield smiled. She's cute when she's sleepy.
"Why don't we discuss it in the morning? I think we've both had a lot of stress today." She nodded at him, grabbing the kettle that had been on the stove and pouring it in a cup with a tea bag. She set the hot drink on the table, waiting for it to cool. She almost laughed when something suddenly struck her as funny.
"You know, you never did buy me my tea…" Garfield looked confused for a moment before realization struck him, and he too found it funny. And without exactly knowing why, he burst out laughing, Rachel watching him as he held his sides.
"You know, it's not that funny." She said, giving him a skeptical look.
"I-I know, th-that's what makes it… so... funny!" He said between fits of laughter. She raised an eyebrow at him in curiosity.
"Sorry." He said, finally sitting up in his chair, his laughter dying down. He let out a sleepy yawn.
"Me being so tired might have something to do with the unexplainable bouts of laughter…"
"We should go to bed I guess." They both stood, making for the door. Suddenly they both felt irrationally nervous. Rachel swallowed; this seemed way too familiar. She walked stiffly to the door, Garfield close to behind. The reached the exit at the same time, Rachel looking up at him, Garfield looking down at her. Calm down, Garfield, you're in your own house about to go to bed, nothing weird there. So why am I so… anxious?
Rachel cleared her throat, breaking the building silence.
"Um…" Since when do I stutter? "I guess this is goodnight then." Garfield nodded in reply.
"Goodnight." He whispered, fearing that if he talked too loud his voice would crack from nervousness.
Unconsciously, like so many generations of people before them, they leaned forward. That famed 'invisible force' that wasn't really there at all pulling them closer and closer. Their lips connected and minutes went by before the broke apart, only to come back together again. Seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to more minutes, and like so many generations before them, time seemed to disappear, consequences were forgotten, and Rachel's tea was left to grow cold on the kitchen table until it should be remembered, when time returned. When consequences came to haunt them once again.
A/N: Overly dramatic ending, if I do say so myself. And though I hate clichés, I think this could be taken as one, and if it is, I'm sorry for being a hypocrite Don't forget to review!