Hi everyone!

I'm back for my second story. Sorry if it came a bit later than said… I just couldn't find the time. Another RobRae fic, right at your doorstep. (okay not the doorstep but the window. Hahax.)

Raven narrowly missed Gizmo's shot as she glided aside just in time. Shooting a large energy ball at him, she cart wheeled in order to miss his frantic shots and gave him a punch at his stomach. Her other teammates were busy attacking the H.I.V.E, their faces grim. Beast Boy morphed into a gorilla, heaving Mammoth up and throwing him into a wall. Robin played cart wheel games with Jinx, literally 'flying' around endlessly as he battered her with kicks and punches. Starfire and Cyborg attacked whenever they could, her star bolts whizzing around and Cyborg's sonic cannon relentlessly giving off shots of sky blue light. Raven rose up in the air, her eyes glowing white, "Azarath Metrion…" Just then, a pink light flashed, and she was blinded by that light. When she regained her sight, she gasped: Gizmo was gone.

And so had Jinx and Mammoth. Her team members were looking dazed, staring at where their enemies had been. Raven flew back to the group, murmuring, "Jinx." It was a simple word, but all of them knew that it carried a lot of meaning. Jinx. She could teleport now, and that also meant that she and her teammates were getting stronger and stronger everyday. But now something was more important than the H.I.V.E.

The Titans Tower was now in ruins, and where they were standing now was what was once the hall. The sofa was overturned and ripped apart, sponge protruding out like feathers from a pillow. The TV was untouched, because Raven had built a shield around it while fighting. She could somehow foretell that the titans would die without that dumb thing. The ceiling was still okay, thank god, otherwise their rooms would be ruined. But Raven still did not know whether their rooms were fine. My room, she thought. It carried meaning to her, somehow, but she did not want to think about it. Not yet.

Debris littered the place, and the titans walked dejectedly among them, trying to salvage something, anything, from the ruins. BB found the TV control, which he felt very triumphant about, though it was spoilt. Starfire found some remains of her Pudding of Joy, while Robin found one birdarang. Cyborg just went outside to check the condition of the house. Raven didn't need to find anything, since she never left things anywhere in the hall. Black energy surrounding her hands, she flipped the sofa back on easily, though half-heartedly. She continued doing this, lifting the debris and stuffing them in a corner. Soon, what was left of the hall was just a large empty space with a tattered sofa in the middle and a TV in front of it.

Raven went up to her room, pulling down her hood as she did so. She displayed no emotion, though her heart was beating fast. My room. It must be okay. As she walked down the corridor, she saw planks of wood around, but all they did was snap as she walked past them in her panic. Her teammates' rooms were totally fine, if not for broken doors, but she froze in front of her room. It was totally destroyed. Her Nevermore mirror was shattered, her books strewn all over the floor, and her shelf had collapsed. Her bed was broken as well, showing a dent in the middle. Almost losing control of her powers, books burst into a flurry of pages as Raven stared at the room destroyed beyond recognition, the room which had been her privacy. Settling down cross legged on the floor, Raven closed her eyes and started meditating. Azarath Metrion Zinthos. Azarath Metrion Zinthos. Azarath… Raven opened her eyes again. It was still there and another book burst. Crap. She could sense someone's presence as she closed her eyes again.

"Friend Raven?"

Raven didn't reply. She wanted to slap that stupid alien, wring the neck of that stupid spike haired handsome, kick that grass stain's butt, and punch the robot till that metal dented.

"Friend Raven." This time, it was more of a sentence than a tentative question.

"What?"

"We have a meeting downstairs, and friend Robin wants you to come down too."

"Tell him I'm busy."

"Who is?" Raven whipped around, it was Robin.

"Me," she said, trying to sound indifferent.

"Too bad. When I say you come, means you come." A hand grabbed her arm, and before she could push him away, she was already being dragged downstairs. Throwing her on the ruined sofa, he ignored her glare and sat down next to her. The leader-like tone in his voice returned.

"The hall's ruined. Raven's room is gonzo. So we've got to settle this problem." He ran a hand through his hair, pensive.

"We should solve the problem about friend Raven, shouldn't we? She cannot sleep in the hall since it is ruined, so she has to share someone's room." Starfire said helpfully, trying to smile broadly. Raven could see the sadness behind that smile, and for the first time Raven appreciated the sweet alien.

Robin looked at Raven. It was hard to imagine who would share the room with her, and if he had a choice, he would say no. At the way she returned his look, he knew that she was thinking about the same thing.

"Dude, my room's a mess. And you wouldn't like it." BB quipped apologetically. Raven knew that, and wrinkled her nose at the thought of the smell of his room. So animal-lish.

Starfire looked sad. And Raven knew that this was bad news. Very bad news. "I am sorry, friend Raven. I am in the same situation as friend Beast Boy, so I would not be able to share my room with you. If there was a way, I would love to help you."

Raven took a deep sigh. "It's okay," she mumbled, standing up and getting ready to go back to her room. A hand grabbed her again, and it was still that darned leader. His face was firm, and the look he gave her forced her to sit down again. She could have strangled him just now. She should have done it.

Cyborg was distracted, and he shook his head. "Sorry dude, my mechanisms got all wrong. I think I'm gonna stay up tonight." Raven looked at the last person who had not said anything. And this time she really stood up, and really intended to go back. She would rather sleep in the hall than sleep with that…that…moron. Though she didn't have a mattress, she really didn't mind sleeping on the floor. There was hesitation, but she still felt that stupid, moronic, idiotic hand on her. And it was still that stupid, moronic, idiot Robin.

"What?" she snapped, trying to free her hand in vain.

"You are not sleeping in the hall tonight." Came the reply. Raven seethed.

"Yes. I. Am."

"No. You're. Not."

"Just let go of me, will you? I'm so freaking tired." Raven said wearily, and in truth, she didn't think she could meditate anymore.

The hand loosened its grip. "Get your stuff and get to my room.No floor."

Raven sighed. She knew that there was only one bed in his room, and he was giving her no choice. "You look constipated. Just let me sleep on the floor."

"No. No means no." came the irritable reply.

Raven stormed up the stairs.

Here's the first chapter. So we know that now Robin and Raven are forced to share rooms. And sorry if it was boring because my first chapters are prone to 'boringness'. So continue reading and you must review!