Author's Note: WOW! I am such an idiot. This an edit for Mar 2/06. I was reading through this fic and didn't realize that there and ENTIRE chunk missing from this chapter! Holy crap! It doesn't make much sense that they leave the train and all of a sudden got on a tram now does it? There was an in between thing which I alluded to in the sequel. I'm really surprised no one caught that in Before Sunset it says,

"Raven thought back to their original meeting in Vienna, they had stopped at a café right after she agreed to get off the train with him, it was like déjà vu."

Well, anyways, the cafe scene is here now so think of it as an added bonus.

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans nor Before Sunrise.

Chapter 3 - TRAM TALKS and ICE CREAM

Raven sat at an outdoor café waiting for Garfield to return with some tea. She watched as he leaned over the counter, looking after some coin the cashier dropped. He stood there waiting patiently for the slow teenage kid to fix their drinks. He turned back to Raven watching him, he flashed her a smile and waved. She blushed and smiled back at him, after he turned around she sighed audibly. My god what's gotten into me? I'm in Vienna with a complete stranger. Albeit a cute stranger, but still a stranger. She thought to herself over and over again why she was there. She was staring out into a sea of tourists with their cameras around their neck when he came back. He set her tea down in front of her and sat down. He let her be for a while longer while he took the opportunity to watch her face. The sun shone down on her fair, almost pale skin. She was perfect in everyway. He mentally shook himself and cleared his throat. She snapped out of her train of thoughts, looked back at him and blushed.

"Sorry"

"It's fine. Gave me time to admire you some more." She blushed at his comment before pickup her tea. She brought it to her nose and inhaled its calming aroma.

"So I was thinking. We could take that tram," he pointed to the line of trams waiting at a stop, "and just wander aimlessly around Vienna. I figure we could cover the entire city in a night. Whad'ya say?"

"Sounds good." He beamed at her and sipped his own coffee.

Gar and Raven were sitting beside each other at the very back of the tram. Suddenly he turned to face her and said:

"Let's play a game."

"Ok." She raised her eyebrow, unsure

"We've known each other for a while now and we're kinda stuck together. So I'm gunna ask you a few direct questions and you have to answer truthfully. Okay?"

"Okay." She nodded, patronizing him.

"But you gotta answer truthfully, got it?"

"Of course."

He smiled very cunningly then in a German accent, "First question. Describe to me your first sexual feelings toward a person." She laughed and punched him in the arm, he rubbed it faking looking hurt.

"You can't possibly--"

He waggled a finger at her face, "Nuh uh, you gotta answer truthfully."

She sighed giving up. "Oh God. My first sexual feelings. Um, I don't know. Uh, I know, Garth Nuotatore."

"Garth Nuotatore?" Gar raised his eyebrow, mocking the obviously Italian name. He didn't understand why he did that. And what was this he was feeling? Jealousy? Impossible, he hardly knew her yet he was acting like an over protective boyfriend.

Raven on the other hand was lost in her memories, "Yeah, we went to summer camp together. He was a swimmer. I remember he had long jet black hair--"

Gar scoffed, "Like a girl?" Raven just ignored him and continued.

"He was like this gorgeous dolphin. And my friend Kori had a big, big crush on him. So one day I was cutting across the field, back to my cabin, and he came walking up beside me. And I told him, you should date Kori, you know, she has a big crush on you. And he turned to me and said," She lowered her voice in an attempt to sound manly, "Well, that's too bad, 'cause I have a big crush on you." Out of the corner of her eye she smiled as she saw Gar's jaw drop.

"Then he officially asked me out on a date. So, I went to see him swim a few times, at the swim competitions. And he was so sexy, really, I mean, really sexy. And we kind of wrote these little declarations of love to each other at the end of the summer and, gosh I was so young, we promised we would keep writing forever and that we would meet again."

"Did you?" At this point Gar had stopped breathing, waiting for her answer. He couldn't bear the thought of her with another guy. He didn't really know why, maybe it was just the testosterone in him.

She laughed at him and scoffed, "God no." He grinned, letting out an inaudible sigh of relief.

"Well then, I think this would be an opportune time to tell you that I am a fantastic swimmer." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at her. She laughed and punched him again.

"I'll make a note of that. Okay so now it's my turn… hmmm, let's see. Have you ever been in love?"

"Yes. Next question, what was the fir--"

"Wait, wait."

"What?"

"You can't do that. You can't give one word answers."

"Why not?"

"Gar! After I went into such private details about my first sexual feelings."

"Yeah well, sexual feelings. Those are two very different questions. You could have asked me that and I would've told you. But love… What if I asked you about love?"

Raven shrugged and admitted, "I would've lied. But I would've made up a great story." Gar laughed and casually put his arm around the back of her seat.

"Yeah, well, see you would've lied. I mean, yes, I had told somebody that I love them before, and I had meant it. Was it totally a totally unselfish, giving love? Was it a beautiful thing? Not really, y'know. It's like love, I mean, uh, I don't know. You know what I'm trying to say?"

"Oddly enough..."

"Okay now. What pisses you off?"

"What pisses me off? God, everything pisses me off."

"Okay, okay. Just give me one or two."

Raven furrowed her brow in deep thought. "Well, loud people piss me off. Well, not so much loud as obnoxious. You know those who are so inconsiderate? Criminals piss me off… And right now, this game is pissing me off." He laughed and narrowly avoided another punch in the arm. Instead, he grabbed her hand and pulled her up.

"Come on; let's get off this damn thing."

Raven laughed as Gar apologized to a little Austrian kid he knocked over. The kid was eating ice cream and Gar, paying more attention to Raven than the sidewalk, walked right into the poor kid, getting chocolate ice cream on his grey shirt. Gar tried profusely to calm the kid down and only succeeded, after many hand signals, when he promised to buy the kid a new cone.

So here they were at an ice cream parlour, buying their new friend a new cone.

"Danke schön." said the kid as he ran away. Gar handed Raven her one-scoop green tea ice cream and shook his head.

"Kids nowadays. Don't even say thank you." Raven just smirked at him.

"Danke schön is German for thank you." He blushed and scratched the back of his head.

"He, I knew that," he laughed. Suddenly he felt a chill and looked down to see that his shirt was still soaking in sticky ice cream, "O geez. Do you mind if I change?"

Raven shook her head in a no and watched him pick up his shoulder bag and disappear into the washrooms. She watched amused as he stood there for a second figuring out which was men's and which was women's. He figured it out, smiled back at her embarrassed, and went in. Gar emerged from the washroom a few minutes later with a tight fitting black shirt that accentuated his fit figure nicely. Raven caught her self staring as he made his way back to their seat, his jacket was flung over his shoulder and his messy hair looked damp as if he ran a wet hand through it. She had to admit, he looked very sexy.

"So I met a guy in the washroom who told me there's a park nearby. I figure there won't be many kids with ice cream cones running around there and we'd be safe. Whad'ya say?" She shrugged nonchalantly and finished up her ice cream cone. She was about to pop the last little bit of cone into her mouth when Gar grabbed her wrist and brought her hand over his mouth. Raven gulped as he ate the last little piece of cone and smiled at her.

"Um, sorry. The last bit is my favorite part."

All Raven could muster was a weak, "Uh huh." Still holding her wrist he got up and laced her arm around his.

"We should go."

A/N: In case you didn't notice, Garth was a brief allusion to Aqualad. Gar would be his real first name and Nuotatore means swimmer in Italian.