A/N: This is my first, please be gentle in your reviews, but be honest. I would like one thing made clear, I personally root for Raven&Robin, if you don't like the pairing please don't waste you time reading this and my time by sending me a bad review. I can see how other pairings could work, and am willing to accept the fact that not everyone is going to agree with me. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, wish I did, but I don't.

In the distance a luminous cloud announced it's intentions of making the city streets small rivers with a rumble, fortunately the actual river would provide a natural barrier between the brewing storm and their little island. That low booming is what her back from Nevermore, she had been spending quite a bit of time there recently it seemed to him. Not that he minded, it wasn't like he had anything better to do than watch her hover on the roof, eyes closed (why did she have to close her eyes he wondered), meditating. In a way he was meditating too, no he didn't sit cross-legged and drift off to another world that only existed in another realm of reality, but he could draw peace and was able to clearly think about things when he sat there watching her. He could sit here all night like this, but he knew better, if the others found him up here like this he'd never hear the end of it. But all he could think about right now was how he was getting lost in those deep amethyst pools...

"Take a picture, it'd last longer" snapped him out of his trance. How long had she had her eyes open... he didn't care right now. But he tore himself away and started to go back inside without a word. But hesitated for a brief moment when she said, "It's hardly fair, you wear a mask, I can't see yours."

Robin's POV

Dang it! When did she quit meditating... why wasn't I paying attention... I shouldn't loose focus like that... how long did she know I was there... what did her last comment mean... I shouldn't have came up here... did she mean what I hope she meant... no, you know better than that... but what if she can feel and control her emotions... Robin, listen to yourself.

"Supper's probably going to be ready soon." I said as I got to the lone door at the top of the tower I now call home. "Are you going to join us? I think Cy is making lasagne tonight, and if I understood Star, he even stole one of Beast Boy's cookbooks and made a small portion of tofu stuff for him."

I waited for a response for a couple seconds before giving up and starting down the stairs, but to my surprise the door hesitated about half a second longer than it normally does. I was already halfway down the stairs but I smiled in the knowledge she'd be joining us. It's been a while since we've all sat down and had a meal together. Yeah we've gone out for pizza a couple times after we wipe the streets with whoever decided to cause a ruckus, but it's been probably three weeks since anyone in the tower has cooked a meal for more than one person, and that usually consisted of Raman Noodles or something out of a can. The little voice in the back of my head chimed up you know if all it takes to get her off the roof so you can enjoy her company is a hot meal, you might want to ask Cyborg to teach you how to cook. But that thought is quickly chased away by the chaos I just opened the door to.

Raven's POV

What was the Boy Wonder doing up here... don't be so hard on him... I didn't mean for my comments to hurt... but then again I never really mean for them to... I just wish I could tell him... what? and have your heart broke and hurt everyone within a 5 mile radius when it happens... NO! He wouldn't do that... can you take that chance?...no.

As I slipped through the door still closing behind Robin, I could smell the lasagne. Along with something else I couldn't quite place, or maybe didn't want to... I shuddered at the thought of tofu. Then I realized Cyborg must really want everyone to be there tonight if he's cooking that stuff. Though, I can't say I'm all that unhappy, it will give me a chance to be near him. We all have our seats at the table, the same ones we've had since we moved in to the giant "T" floating in the harbor. Mine just happens to be next to him. Not that it matters I remind myself that I can't allow those feelings to surface. That was what my last trip to Nevermore was about, Intelligence seems to think that it should be possible, in theory, for me to control my powers while being able to share my emotions openly with the people close to me. And, while this idea thrills me, it also scares me. I've never allowed anyone that close for fear of hurting them, but if that reasoning goes away what I don't want to admit to be true will come to surface... I will stay detached to avoid getting hurt myself.

Before I even get to the bottom of the stairs I can tell this is going to be an interesting evening. I could hear the noise briefly come from the door Robin had opened to enter the living room, then it closed and I decided it would be better if I made a detour to my room before entering the lions' den.