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            Beast Boy's POV:

            It was so soothing being there. Especially since Raven was with me. In fact, it wouldn't be as magical if she                           hadn't been here. Actually, it wouldn't be relaxing at all if Raven hadn't come. Life would be pointless without her, and I would have no wish to live. Well…Actually… Maybe I would want to stay half alive for Playstation. But I assure you, nothing else.

            Raven had taken her boots off and dipped her feet in the water, so I did too. She leaned back on her hands, gazing at the sky with unbelievable navy eyes that glittered and said 'Magnificent!'.

            "Wow. Beautiful…" I looked up at that last comment. Stars were strewn all over the blue midnight sky twinkling brightly.

            "Just like you," I whispered, turning to look at her remarkable, astonishing self. We both looked back down at the rippling water. Raven was playing with her feet and the current pushed my legs towards hers. I let go of control over them, and just like I wanted them to, nuzzled unexpectedly against Raven's. She looked surprised at first, and then her expression softened. She purposely rubbed her feet softly against mine. But I wasn't surprised. I was too busy absorbing the sensational moment.

            I edged my hand towards hers, and she became aware of it. But she didn't stop it. She just watched until my hand and hers finally met. It was so…  so… enjoyable, pleasant, heart-warming, delightful, take your pick. But nothing, not one word in this universe could describe it. Take what you think I was feeling right then, multiply it by 700,000,000,000 and you still won't come close to how marvelous it was.

Her eyes seemed to glow, and I felt like never before. Each moment I'm with Raven, I feel life doesn't matter, you know. Life itself ceases to amaze you. You just don't care. It's like, 'Who cares? Look at Raven.'

She shivered. It was dark, and getting colder by the second. Her teeth chattered and her eyes quivered with cold that hurt me inside. It was a virus, spreading by the moment through my mind body but affecting my mind the most.

"Here." I draped the blanket I brought over her.

            "T-thanks," she said.

            "Uh-huh." I mumbled, even though I cared much more than the way I said it.

            We sat in silence for a while, still fumbling with our feet. Then I saw a smile spread across her face like light spreading through water. Her smile opened up into a grin, and pretty soon she was giggling. Yes, giggling. And oh boy, you betcha I was happy. Then she looked up.

            "We'd better get going, it's getting really late," she said, back in her normal tone of seriousness. But then for a second her tone changed again to the sweet one. "It's getting dark. But I just want to say this, Beast Boy. It was great coming here with you. Especially with you. Time flew." I wanted to say, 'No! It's not dark! If I had my way it would never be dark.' But instead I said this.

"Okay. It is pretty dark already. The others will probably be looking for us by now." And, as always, I was right. When we got back, Cyborg exploded.

            "WHERE WERE YOU TWO! WE HAVE SPENT OVER THREE HOURS LOOKING FOR YOU IN THE CITY AND EVERYWHERE WE COULD THINK OF. IT IS 3:45 AM AND I DID NOT GET A SINGLE MINUTE OF SLEEP!" He turned to Raven. "YOU OF ALL PEOPLE SHOULD KNOW! I DON'T EXPECT HIM TO BE RESPONSIBLE, BUT YOU!"

            "We were down by the river, and we had a great time until we came back," I said, stepping forward. "It wasn't her fault. I invited her to come."

            "Beast Boy, I can take the blame for what I've done," she said, putting her hand on my shoulder.

            "No. It was all my fault. I should've known that he," I thrust a finger towards Cyborg. "would lecture us when we came back."

            "Beast Boy. I'm a big girl. I can take the blame I deserve," she said in a more menacing voice.

            "No." I should've just gone along with her. Just let her take a little of the blame. But nooooooo, I just had to be defensive. I turned to her to see her expression.

            "Beast boy! I said I could take it! I thought you understood me. I guess I was wrong." Then… "No. I know I was wrong." She turned and walked away, steaming. Seconds later we heard her door slam. Shreds of burning paper were thrust at us, probably from her emotions. I looked back at Cyborg.

            "Good going." I gave him one last dirty look and started after her.

            "Raven! Wait! I'm sorry." I ran after her and came to her door. I heard something smash. My hand automatically knocked. Then I opened the door just a crack. (Beast Boy's POV stops)

            Raven's POV:

            What happened? It's just like before. We have a magical moment, then he shows me something different. A different side of him. A whole side totally unlike his sweet, caring, understanding one. He showed me something that only appears when I'm alone with him. It's always like it's always a fake and he's just acting it out because he's bored.

            I guess my powers went haywire because one of my mugs broke, sending glass and the contents flying everywhere. I ducked, and the shards settled quickly. I picked it up as best as I could, hearing someone coming. And I knew it was Beast Boy. For that reason, I tried to clean my room up as best as I could, not just the glass. I organized my bookshelf, tried to fix up some of my sheets, and cleaned up and sealed shut my desk. Right after I shoved my laundry to the side, Beast Boy knocked after a few seconds, he came in, looking as serious as Beast Boy can be. And that's not that serious.

            "Hey." Without asking, he came in and sat down next to me. "I'm really sorry about trying too hard to protect you and all… I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings by kind of saying that you couldn't defend yourself… I just don't know what happened. One minute I'm in control, the next I'm doing things without consulting myself. I just… I don't know. It's just how I am around you." Beast Boy's little speech made me feel better. At least a little bit. Then it occurred to me.

            "Beast Boy. You didn't ask to come in." I raised a hand and he shined with black. I would normally throw the person who came in without consulting me out, but Beast Boy was special. He floated into the air, his eyes widened with fear. But there was a hint of calmness, like he was assured I wouldn't hurt him. It was true.

I set him down in a chair, still making sure he didn't get hurt.

            "Sorry. You didn't mind before." His head was bowed down, looking at the ground.

            "It's okay. Just don't do that again." Then, without warning, he came back over and sat down again. Next to me. On the bed.  In the same place he started.

            I stared at him. "Beast Boy. Didn't I just move you from here?" He turned seven different shades of red and got up. He headed towards the chair across the room that I put him in earlier. Then he changed course. Before I knew what he was doing, he was heading out the door.

            "I'd better go." He walked out, still a slight shade of pink.

Beast Boy. You can't predict him. That's why I like him. Well… maybe slightly more than like. I wonder if he likes me…. Eh. Stupid of me to be thinking that. Then again, there was the time in his room. And the river. But he was probably just being friendly, like a normal friend. He could never like me. (Raven's POV stops)

Beast Boy's POV:

I can't believe I just did that! Was I really that stupid? Of course I am. Around her. Actually, everywhere. But surely by now she'll think I like her. Stupid me. Thinking like that. Raven will never like me. She would never take one look at me and say, 'Oh, he's okay.' She'll… wait…. What about the time at the river and the time in my room? Could she really love me? Me? No, she couldn't. She was just being the friend she is. But… Since when is Raven friendly? Oh well. I'd worry about that later. Yup. I won't think of that now. That later. At least I'll try. No promises.

After much wandering, I walked into my once-in-a-lifetime-clean room. Not even bothering to turn the lights on, I sat down on my bed and thought hard. There were lots of things to think of, of course. Raven, if she likes me, if I should apologize, and when should I do it if I do it. (I told you no promises!) After much pondering, I decided that I should apologize. Then a sudden heaviness filled my eyelids, saying that it was time to sleep. Sheesh. Can I stay awake that long? , I thought, taking a look at my alarm clock. Uh. I'll do that later. I'm tired, I thought as my eyes shut under the heavy weight that buried them, responding to darkness that filled the room. This day was making me tired. Really tired.

What seemed like seconds later, my eyelids unlocked and I awoke to the sound of myself falling to the ground. And the fact that it hurt. A lot.

"Uh..." I groaned as I turned over onto my back, not bothering to get up yet. I reached up and felt along for my clock on the night table. I took one look at it and groaned once more. It was 4:50 AM and time to get up. For me. Actually, I usually get up much, much, later, but… well…Maybe I would get up and apologize to Raven today and I might as well do it now. I got up and got dressed. Ok. This would not be a problem. I'd just go over and apologize to her. No biggie. Right? Or so I thought. One thing I over looked: IT WAS 4:50 IN THE MORNING AND NO ONE WOULD BE UPAT THIS HOUR, AND NOT WANTING TO BE DISTURBED!

I trotted over to Raven's room, awaiting one of the most embarrassing things I've ever done, sadly for me, but I didn't know that yet. I knocked softly and went in without permission, AGAIN. As it turns out, she was still sleeping, with her hair straying far across the bed. Her head was facing me, still as radiant as ever. She was wearing a plain nightgown; it was lavender with a single strap on each strap on each side, hanging limply at her shoulders. She was more beautiful in that dress than anyone. Her covers were tangled and looked crumpled, the opposite of the figure lying in it. Nothing was covering her except her nightgown and a small portion of her covers that covered up to her waist. And as she lay there, oh did she look amazing. Despite the sheets that were nearly strangling her, she looked peaceful and a slight smile was spread across her face. It warmed my heart to see that one smile. Then again, it warmed my heart to just see her. Or think about her…

I was now standing over her, touching the foot of her bed. Then, she moved. She slept still, ready to wake at any moment. It was 900,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 times better than splendid.

Then it happened. She opened her eyes slowly. Can you say HUGE TROUBLE?  At first, her eyes were soft and looked like velvet. Then she saw me. She sat up, eyes wide.

"B-beast Boy! W-what are you doing in my r-room? What are you doing here?! At," She looked at her clock, still clutching her covers. "5:05 am!" she said, still with a large hint of fear in her eyes. Then she looked down at herself as something in the back of her room burst open with a 'POP!' She grabbed her covers and pulled them to her chest. I was too scared to say anything. Oh boy was I scared.