(A/N) Holy crap, it's been a long time since I've updated. Most of that is the move I just went through. I'm now in the shadow of mountains...barely...here in New Mexico. There was also the matter of this being the first entry I've ever done a major rewrite of. I just wasn't happy with how it was going. Now to the questions that have been asked. ChessYogaRaven, uhm…hate to burst your bubble, but I'm a guy. Elissar, hockey could too solve world hunger! All you have to do is convince Red Wings fans that every single game is the game where they're supposed to throw octopuses on the rink. (They do that because it used to take eight wins to get the Stanley Cup in the playoffs.) You take all those octopuses and ship 'em out, and boom, world hunger solved. ;-) Emerald Venom, the hockey puck would hurt more than a baseball. The puck weighs more and it's frozen solid before every game. Frozen hunk of rubber that also moves faster than the best fastball (baseball tops at about 102 or 103 mph, while pucks can get above 110 mph in game play, roller hockey pucks can get above 120 mph) it's just a giant piece of ouch. GoldenBlade416, I almost believed the only have great left to say until you reviewed the next two chapters. :-) The story is ending soon, but I don't give away upcoming details just in case I change what I'm thinking I might do. Pokemon Fan, the reason I wrote Aqualad like that is because I could see him acting like that, not that I think that is how he acts, plus I wanted to give Raven a really easy decision about dumping someone. Prince V, I definitely think the poem's Teen Titans enough. Trainbang, it's not so much that I've been through all these things as I know people who've been through some of them, have been through a few myself, and have a decent imagination. I think the first and third are the most important for writing. No one will have experienced everything they write about, so get to know people and really listen to them, the knowledge gained will help with imagining the missing gaps. ntmnky, I actually thought that I came up with Tofurkey myself...I can't decide if I should be ashamed or disgusted. It's both. Catmedium, yep, in the early going that is. Bizmarck, the end is well within sight. a fan of your fiction, it's not over yet, I just stopped writing for an unholy number of months after moving to a new state. Honestly, it's been eating at me that I've left finishing this story up for so long, I've always been of the mind that if you start something, you should finish it, even if it gets difficult, uncomfortable, or boring. This was none of those; I have just allowed myself to be easily distracted and lazy. Somebody crack a whip.

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The Annotated Raven – January 8th

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10:00 a.m.

Beast Boy is now officially an idiot. He somehow managed to not only ruin what's been happening lately, but he also managed to make me look like a laughingstock in the process.

Since our first real date we've been going out as often as we can. There's been a lot of criminal activity lately. I guess they think the holidays make it OK for them to rob people. Morons. Anyway, I only want to write about one moron right now.

So Beast Boy has been doing really well in all of these dates. He's kept up with his manners and he keeps complimenting me in ways that make Malchior seem like an amateur. Like the day before yesterday, he told me how good it makes him feel when I smile or laugh because of something he did. Then he gets this odd look on his face and says that no matter what happens, his life won't be a waste just because he made me smile. I think I would have kissed him if there wasn't a table in the way. Stupid table.

I'm getting off track. He's been saying and doing things like that, but that's it. It's like letting a child see the cookies, smell the cookies, tell them they can have one, and then never delivering. I don't like being the aggressor in a relationship, but it was getting to the point where I had to be, and that's where it all started to go wrong.

Last night we went to some fair and all the rides put us close together. I'm not proud of it, but I acted more nervous during the rides than I really felt so that he would put his arm around me or hold my hand or anything. It worked, which is why I now understand why girls let guys take them to scary movies and things like that.

I don't know how, but I got him to take me on this long, slow ride where you're just in a box hanging from a cable that goes over the whole park. It's meant to be scenic. I sat right next to him and we talked about what rides we enjoyed. I pointed out something on my side of the cart and when he turned to look at it I turned back to face him.

That put us about as close to kissing as we've ever been, and I kept looking at his eyes and lips. He still didn't do anything, so I just closed my eyes and kissed him. He kissed me back and it was one of the most powerful experiences I've ever had. While we were kissing he just reached around me and held me and all I could do was pull him closer. Kissing him had so many things in it. It's almost painful with how good it feels, and then there was what was behind it. It was the perfect way for me to show how he makes me feel.

After we got off the ride we just kept smiling at each other and he held my hand as we walked around. There must have been some news crew there doing some kind of slice of life piece on the fair, because they spotted us and rushed over. It was like a hurricane of questions; she just kept on asking anything that came to mind before we'd finished answering. She must have been new.

She kept asking stuff like 'why did you come to the fair?' 'What's it like being a teenage superhero?' 'Are you two holding hands because you're going out?' It was that last question that got Beast Boy in trouble.

He just looked at the camera and in an overly loud voice proclaims me his girlfriend. On television. WITHOUT ASKING ME FIRST!

I could have killed him. Instead I just waited till the TV crew was done and left us to start editing their top story for that night. I can't remember if I yelled at him about telling the whole city (and probably the world once the footage is picked up by the network affiliate) that we were an item or if I yelled at him about him not asking me if I even wanted to be his girlfriend.

He tried to look innocent and just asked with his eyes as wide as they could go, "but you do want to be my girlfriend, don't you?" If he was trying to find sympathy, he was in for disappointment. I told him how mad I was that he would ever assume something like that and then tell it to the whole world.

He laughed, which is why I snapped. He was starting to say that it wasn't a bad thing when I grabbed him with my powers and flung him into a nearby fountain. I stormed off and came in here to write all of this out so that I could figure out why he said what he said and also so that I wouldn't keep throwing him back into the water whenever he got out.

I kicked Affection out pretty quickly too because she kept saying I had overreacted and that I needed to apologize. I don't really want to think about this anymore. I'll try and figure out why he would do something so stupid tomorrow, cause I'm done writing about my worse date ever now.

3:15 p.m.

So now I'm the idiot. I left my room to get some lunch after writing in this thing and Beast Boy was in the kitchen apparently with the same idea. I was still mad at him for what he did, so I just gave him the silent treatment as I gathered up what I needed to make tea. As I started to fill the kettle he turned and saw what I was doing and said something that sounded like, "knew I forgot something." I couldn't really tell, since he was mumbling.

While I waited for the water to boil I went to go look in the fridge, but Beast Boy was in the way and he wouldn't move. I tried being as short with him as possible as I told him to get out of my way and he just tells me no. I think he noticed that I wasn't expecting him to refuse and he just turns to me and says, "you're already mad at me and I'm using the fridge for what I'm doing, you can go to the table and wait till I'm finished. Take your tea with you so that you've at least got something."

He didn't look mad, and he didn't look like he was trying to give me the cold shoulder, he was just telling me to wait my turn. If I wasn't mad at him when he did it, I would have thought it was cool for him to be that calm and collected. I really didn't want to fight, so I just did what he suggested and sat down to wait with my tea.

I was starting to zone out with the warm of the tea and the quiet around me. Beast Boy was just making small noises as he worked on the food he had; it seemed like he was being really exacting and precise. After about ten more minutes he comes over to the table and sits down. I wasn't really paying attention, just kind of lost in thought.

Just as I was about to get up to find something for myself he leaned over. "Rae, I'm sorry I said that you were my girlfriend before I even asked you to be. I'm sorry I said it to that reporter too. I just…I just thought we'd been having so much fun together and that we were really starting to feel totally comfortable together. And after that kiss I just thought…well, I just thought that it was a given. I'm just sorry that I messed up."

He never looked at me; he just kept pushing his food around his plate with his fork.

"Uhm, I hope you like what I made."

It wasn't until after he said that that I noticed he had set a plate down for me too. He said he did it because I hadn't come down for breakfast and because it was another way he could apologize. I kind of stared at my food at first and then just started eating.

It was just a nice simple meal, really, a fruit salad, a vegetable salad, and a pasta salad. You'd have thought I would be making some comment about everything being a salad, but I just sat there with him eating in silence.

And the worst thing was, the more I ate, the more guilty I felt about what I'd done to him. He was just about to take away the plates when I grabbed his wrist. He relaxed back down into his chair, waiting for me to say something.

I told him that he shouldn't feel this bad about what he did. I told him that I still thought it was wrong, but then I apologized to him for being too harsh. I almost felt like crying, half because of how much it had really scared me that we had fought and half because I was so glad it was over. I was too busy trying to put on a stoic front when he pulled me closer to him and kissed me.

It wasn't like it had been at the fair, this one was just as good for different reasons. It felt like he was saying he was sorry again and that he was glad we weren't fighting anymore. I felt so much of what he was feeling come through that little kiss. The phrase 'kiss and make up' is going to get more respect from me now.

We probably would have gotten more into it, but we heard the other Titans coming and pulled apart. I'm not sure why, but it feels like it would have been wrong for them to see us. Not that kissing Beast Boy is wrong, just that that moment was too special to share, even with them.

I still feel like I'm an idiot for having treated him so badly, but I don't think he'll let me get away with it for long. I like that.

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(A/N) Well, it only took me six months to write this entry. Not too bad if you've got a lead pipe sticking through your head. (I mean no offense to the millions of people who suffer with this malady on a daily basis.) I hope that at least one of the past people who've been reading this come back and see the new entry. The next one is the last for this story. See how badly I suck? I stopped within easy sight of the finish line. I hate it when other authors do that, so at the very least I will be finishing this by Sunday. Hope you enjoy it, review if you feel that deep-seated burning sensation…or get a hemorrhoid cream.