Here's Chapter 2, hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans :(

Robin's POV

Cyborg was chasing a green cockroach out of the kitchen with a broom. Apparently he wasn't to happy when the "fly on the wall" caught him taste testing whatever contraption the lumpy white stuff was on the stove, and chose that moment to announce his presence by returning to his original form and shouting "Hey everyone, Cy just tried tofu delight. And if I didn't know better I'd think he liked it."

This was immediately responded to with the grabbing of the makeshift weapon, he missed the little humanoid by inches as he was changing into his present state. I did everything I could not to laugh, and almost succeeded when Cy turned towards me, having removed Beast Boy from the kitchen by force, with a broom in his hand and a blue apron wrapped around his waist. I broke, no I didn't laugh, but I couldn't stop smiling and chuckling at the sight of a half metal man in the kitchen cooking a meal for five. But the look on his face told me that I had better quit... real quick. So I did my best and put on a straight face and asked, "So, how is the 'tofu delight'?"

At first I thought he was gonna run me out of the kitchen like the other former occupant of the room, but instead he whispered, "As long as you don't tell anyone..." he looked around the room as if to make sure there was no one else here with us, seeming satisfied he continued, "it's not half bad." Then standing a little taller, "But, it could be just because I'm such a good cook."

"Don't worry your secret is safe with me." I paused for a second then added, "Besides if you start eating tofu, who's gonna cook meat for the rest of us?"

At this I headed towards the living room, watching Beast Boy try and convince Starfire that Cyborg had actually tasted and enjoyed anything tofu. Then I began to wonder where the missing member of our team was, I had been certain she had followed me in. And as if in answer to my thoughts an angel stepped out of the hallway to our rooms. An angel with beautiful black hair that had a hint of blue in all the right places, an angel who wrapped her black leotard with a deep blue cloak...

Snap out of it, you're staring again... I don't care, I want to... The others will notice, do you want them to know yet?... ye-no, I don't know... I wanna tell her how I feel... What? And get yourself a one-way ticket to oblivion?... it might be worth it...

I was suddenly brought back to the present by a large hand on my shoulder, "I won't tell your secret if you keep your mouth closed about the tofu." I turned and caught the glint in eye of the gentle giant standing behind me that said he knew. But there was something else, what was it?... Pride?... Like a big bro...

"DINNER'S READY!" boomed from beside me, shaking every thought away for the time being.

Raven's POV

I felt the hidden gaze from across the room as soon as I stepped out of the hall. Is he staring at me... why would he be?... he can't be, just look and you'll see he's not staring at you... why did you say what you did on the roof?... no, I can't look... just go sit down and read your book Raven... yeah, Raven hide behind your leather wall... okay, I'm gonna look... just a glance... see he's talking to Cyborg... I wonder what that look Cyborg had was all about... it looked almost like he was appr...

"DINNER'S READY!" echoed through the house, even though we were all right there in the living room.

"Turn the volume down Mr. Bose," I snapped at the big brother figure standing across the room, who doesn't respond but gave me a small smile and turned back to the kitchen. Why am I always so snappy? Just remember to say sorry to him later... much later, when no one is around later... and what was that little smile all about?... note to self: after apology, interrogate him. I smiled ever so slightly at the thought, it was a small enough smile that only one person in the tower could have noticed and then only if he was looking right at me. Oh boy, he is looking at me. Then as if realizing I was looking back at him he turned to follow Cyborg to the kitchen.

As I made my way across to the dining room, I noticed Beast Boy forgot to shut down the Game Station. He must really be excited about dinner tonight I thought. I guess I don't blame him, Cyborg is a great cook and if the big guy is willing to make something out of tofu for the first time in history for him I would be excited too. As an after thought I reached over with my mind to the game and paused if for him.

"Your timing is most impeccable, friend Raven." came an overly cheery voice as I made my way around the table to my seat. When I looked in her direction I saw the kitchen doors were opening and a metallic hand carrying what Robin had said was lasagne, my nose seemed to agree with that statement. Following through the still open doorway came another pan that I could only assume, both from the small size and the look of disgust on usually collected leader's face, was 'tofu delight'.

"And you expected anything less?" came my reply as I eased into the comfort of the chair that had formed to me over the years.

Then a very proud young man said the magic words, "Dinner is served." And unlike some meals where it's a mad house to dive for the food, tonight was different, Beast Boy dipped his 'stuff' onto his plate and eyed it with eager anticipation, but instead of devouring it before anyone else had taken a bite, he waited. It was as if this evening was going to be perfect... that is until I was handing the dish off to the person next to me and realized that a hand was on mine... WHAT! He's touching you don't panic, but it was too late, I tried to get my hand away and in the process the pan started it's short trip to the ground. I closed my eyes waiting on the splatter of the Italian food, but it never happened. I opened my eyes and looked around at everyone, but no one seemed to have noticed what had just taken place... that is everyone but him. He looked at me through that... that blasted mask. I noticed a green thumb sticking over the far side of the almost wreck... Wait a minute, I felt a hand, not a glove... I couldn't see his other hand at the moment with the food in the way.

"That was close," he shuddered under his breath, just loud enough that I could here him and no one else could. I was grateful for that, all this evening needed was to have the glue that was keeping everyone at the table and in a peaceful state splattered all over the floor, or worse spark a verbal war here at the table about how I almost screwed up the meal and Cyborg's hard work; I knew I made a mistake, he knew I made a mistake and he saved me. Oh how I wish he would save me... the thought wondered into my head as I turned back to the meal in front of me.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed he had both gloves on, and was about to dismiss the idea that I had felt skin when I saw him grab the back of his right glove and pull, readjusting it. I may not be a super detective like him, but the only time I've EVER seen him readjust his gloves is in the middle of the night when he comes running out of his room at the sound of an alarm. So he wanted to touch you...

Robin's POV

Why did I do that?... I almost ruined the entire evening... how did I manage to grab the pan? I mean I know my reflexes are good, but that was unnatural...

After letting her hand get away I wanted to kick myself for even trying that little stunt. I can still feel the silk like touch of her skin even with my glove back on... did she know it was my hand?... does she even care... she did pull away, maybe she doesn't feel the same...

I decided it was best to go on with the meal as if nothing had happened, and I thought no one had noticed her little slip besides me. And after the first bite everything I had been thinking about was washed away by the amazing cooking of the largest member of our team. Dinner was quiet, and I don't mean no one was talking, there were several different conversations going on, but no one was arguing (Cyborg had gotten rid of the common meat/tofu argument). Beast Boy gave him a little bit of a hard time about cooking 'tofu delight' till he tried it.

"I think I understand why everyone gets excited when you cook now Cy," said the little green man between bites, "this is amazing. Are you sure you didn't 'try' it to make sure you seasoned it right?" he added in a non-aggressive and non-accusative way, but with enough of a hint to catch Cyborg's eye.

The only response was a grunt from Cyborg as he was putting more food in his mouth, apparently pleased with his handiwork. He didn't want to break the peace, and Beast Boy hadn't done anything over what he was calling the line tonight.

The rest of the meal went off without a hitch, just idle conversation about the mall and the amazement contained therein (obviously Starfire), a new game Beast Boy had just bought (Raven even joined in on this conversation, just before Beast Boy ran out of the room thinking he'd forgot to pause the game for supper), and quite often the talk drifted back to the meal at hand (every time Cyborg's smile got just a little bit bigger).