Disclaimer: I only own my three little characters and nothing else.
A/N: I know I haven't updated in a while, but now I have so, HA! (Times two)
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BEASTBOYANDNIGHTFIRE
Nightfire's hand was lying aimlessly on the table, just begging to be united with Beast Boy's green, gloved hand.
Come on Beast Boy, you can do it, just grab her hand.
Beast Boy held his breath as he reached out and grabbed… a soda, the water droplets on the outside chilling his hand.
Smooth move, Beast Boy. I mean, her hand is just laying there, her black, polished nails glinting in the sun… Back on topic, Beast Boy! Just grab it!
Beast Boy strained against all rational thought as he reached out and grabbed… Nightfire's hand. Yes! Beast Boy could feel heat crawl up his face, and evidently, Nightfire could too. She looked to her left, but Beast Boy could still see her blushing. Beast Boy couldn't help himself, and reached out and touched Nightfire's cheek.
Nightfire sharply took in air and jumped up, banging her knee even more sharply against the even sharper edge of the table, causing her to breathe sharply again.
"Gah! Nightfire!" Beast Boy yelled concernedly.
BLUESKIESANDRAVEN
"Figures those two would do something like that and make fools of themselves," remarked Raven, looking over to see Nightfire hopping on one foot and Beast Boy freaking out.
"They look helplessly in love, milady. Too shy for their own good," Blueskies said.
"Well aren't you a romanticist," Raven commented, rolling her eyes.
Blueskies shrugged, put his hands behind his head and leaned back in his chair.
Sitting like that, the material of his shirt is pulled really tight across his chest…
"So milady Emotionless can blush," Blueskies said, one eye open, peering at Raven.
"What are you…?" Raven stopped in midsentence as she felt the sudden change of temperature in her face.
"Talking about?" Blueskies finished for her. "You know, your reddened face." Blueskies reached out and touched Raven's face. "I'm guessing your temperature's got to be at least one-oh-two, milady."
Oh no Raven, you are NOT letting yourself be effected by some dumb, sky-blue, pretty boy.
"But you are," Blueskies said slyly.
"What?" Raven asked, shocked.
"One-oh-three, milady," Blueskies explained.
NIGHTFIREANDBEASTBOY
Beast Boy was carrying Nightfire back to their table, which they had managed to stray very far away from. It wasn't because Nightfire was hurt, but because Beast Boy wanted to. Nightfire had an arm slung around Beast Boy's neck and was sitting upward, burying her face into Beast Boy's neck as he prevented her from falling over.
Beast Boy hesitantly plopped Nightfire back into her chair as their vegetable pizza (no olives) arrived. Beast Boy slipped back into his own chair and grabbed a slice a pizza. He took a bite and his eyes widened as he screamed, "HOT! HOT! HOT!"
Nightfire might have looked as though she was oblivious of this spectacle, except for that one eyebrow was cocked as Beast Boy started frantically fanning his mouth.
"I burned my mouth! Can you kiss it and make it better?" Beast Boy asked suddenly.
Whoa there Beast Boy, where the heck did that come from?
Nightfire was stunned out of motion and into silence as her mind tried to make sense of what just came out of Beast Boy's mouth.
"Pig," Nightfire remarked playfully.
And then she started laughing, clutching her stomach and leaning her head down so that little tears fell down the corners of her eyes and such. Then she stopped as suddenly as she started.
Oh well, might as well finish what the perverted side of me started.
Beast Boy stuck out his lower lip to make a pouting face and made Nightfire giggle in the process. Nightfire planted a little peck of a kiss on the newly fattened lower lip of Beast Boy's.
"Awl bwewter?" Nightfire cooed.
Beast Boy shook his head.
"Then we're just gonna have to fix that, now aren't we," Nightfire bluntly remarked.
Nightfire cupped the side of his face and kissed him for a long time.
BLUESKIESANDRAVEN
Blueskies's eyes were glazed over with concern and his eyebrows were knitted together tightly as he saw Nightfire and Beast Boy still kissing.
"Worried?" Raven asked.
"It's just…" Blueskies started.
Nightfire pulled away, and to any eyes, it would have looked casual, but Blueskies knew better. Blueskies heaved a long sigh and turned to face Raven.
NIGHTFIRE 3:00am
Nightfire didn't get any sleep that night or early morning.
"Nightfire the Mindshadow," she muttered to herself.
"Mindshadow," her mind's eye echoed.
"Just a shadow," it whispered again.
"Of what?" she asked herself.
"Of yourself. Shadow of yourself. Shadow in minds of others. Shadow sifting in other's minds," her mind's eye said choppily. "Shadow sifts in Beast Boy's mind. Shadow sees accident."
RAVEN 3:01am
Raven had just read the same line of her book for the twelfth time. Blueskies plopped down on the couch next to Raven. He was wearing sky-blue pajama pants and his sky-blue hair was a wreck.
He's not wearing a shirt.
Raven dug her nose deep into her book when she realized she was blushing again.
"Nightfire… enters the minds of others when she comes in contact with people," Blueskies sighed suddenly.
"Hm?" Raven asked vaguely.
"That's why… she tends to distance herself from others. That's also how she got the Mindshadow in her name," Blueskies continued. He had a distance in his voice as if he was talking to no one.
"Oh?" Raven wasn't exactly sure how to respond.
Nightfire walked in, and for a moment, Raven feared she had heard Blueskies, but this possibility was quickly erased as Nightfire walked past without giving any notice to the duo on the couch. She walked so soundlessly, that when she let out a sigh, Raven jumped and then shivered. Blueskies only looked more concerned by the second.
"Nightfire?" Blueskies tried to snap her out of her trance with words.
"Jaddar," was all she could manage.
"Jaddar?" he asked while standing up.
"Jaddar. Gomen jaddar. Mokeg sloga jaddar," she mumbled.
Nightfire walked back into her room, quiet the whole time. Blueskies went into his own room, running his hand through his hair as he did so. Raven went to her own room shortly afterwards.
The Titans awoke to their intruder alert signals at 5am. They all ran to the central room to see Grayday standing with a very smug smirk on her face. Robin stood in front of Starfire, remembering what had happened the last time Grayday had showed up. This display of bravery only made her smirk wider.
"Don't worry, I'm only here for my sister," she explained calmly.
Nightfire stepped forward. She was still so ghost-like that it made Raven and Blueskies worry.
"Come on little shadow," Graday beckoned.
Nightfire continued walking towards her.
"That's it," Grayday's eye was glowing menacingly.
Nightfire kept walking, but to everyone's surprise, Nightfire walked into Grayday.
Grayday's eye stopped glowing, and Robin saw this as a change to attack; he took out his bo-staff and struck. Beast Boy jumped into the pathway of the staff and got a big gash to show for it on his arm, shouting, "No! Nightfire's still in there!" all the while.
"Friend Beast Boy is right. We must put the trust in friend Nightfire," Starfire explained to her team.
"Booya! You can do it Nightfire!" Cyborg cheered loudly, but there was no mistaking the slight doubt in his voice under Blueskies's sharp ears, which caused Blueskies to frown.
Grayday pulled a knife out of her belt rather stiffly and held it over her heart.
"Heh, if you force me to kill myself while you're in me, you'll die, too," Grayday informed Nightfire smugly, as if Nightfire didn't know herself.
The Titans figured out what Nightfire was up to, and all yelled their protests, but it didn't stop Nightfire from controlling her sister, forcing her to plunge a knife through the flesh of her own heart. Nightfire fell out of Grayday, and they hit the ground side to side, both bleeding profuriously.
Beast Boy and Blueskies ran up to Nightfire, and while Beast Boy shook Nightfire as hard as he could in a panic, Blueskies calmly checked for Nightfire's pulse. When his fingers gathered no response , he stood up and backed away from the bodies. He put his head in his hands, and shook it around, screaming in pain all the while.
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A/N: This is not the end of the story, and after the next two chapters, there's going to be a sequel, so instead of sending me angry reviews, read the rest of this story and the next one.