Chapter Two: Voiceless Pleading

"OOOOH!"

"Life is too short so love the one you got!"

"Cuz ya might get run over or ya might get, shot!"

Cyborg and Beast Boy grinned and chuckled a little after singing along with the song. They had just left the Mickey D's drivethru, Beast Boy got a salad. Cyborg some chicken strips.

"Y'know, if you get any of that salad dressing on my seats, I'm gonna kill yo green ass."

"Yea, just shut your trap and lets get to Jim's, I heard they got a new load of those funny t-shirts with sayings on them." the green one continued, "I just love those."

"Really? Cause I find them to be tacky."

"Yea, that's cuz your black."

"What'cho just say boy!" the bionic teen screamed in mock-rage.

The changeling played along, "Oh no! I, the child with green skin, have referred to the color of your skin in a jesting manner! I am surely not only going to hell but also deserve to be butt raped by a large inmate named Sally!"

"Hahaha! Dawg, you gotta stop, I can't breath and I'm trying to drive." Cyborg wheezed.

Beast Boy smiled and ate his salad as the two friends cruised on, nodding their heads to the beat of the song.

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Bushido stood strong at the edge of the Tower's roof. Clad in nothing but tight, black pajama pants and a black beater, he walked around the edge of the roof, performing complicated martial arts meditation techniques, with his eyes closed.

The bone freezing cold of the winter morning, the fast rush of chilling wind, the occasional flock of birds late to migrate flying nearby, all of these things made this impossible feat even more impossible. It required every bit of the asian hero's concentration, and he loved it.

He smirked to himself and sighed contentedly as he took a step away from the edge and reached up to undo his blindfold.

"Quiero pollo!" came a cry from behind the Titan, making him lose his balance and all but fall over the side of the Tower.

After regaining his balance, Bushido glowered over his shoulder at the source of the voice.

"Lo que el jode hace eso tiene que hacer con algo?" Menos asked his brother, Mas, both completely oblivious of Bushido.

"Nada, pero los lectores muy probable no entienden español tan es fino decirlo."

Bushido tapped his foot impatiently, waiting for the twin speedsters to take notice of their interruption of his meditation.

"Oye! Usted tiene razón a hermano. ¡Los lectores insensatos creen que decimos algo de importancia!"

"Grande vaginas flexibles!"

"Ahora que era apenas de pésimo gusto."

"Usted tiene razón, yo me avergüenzo."

Bushido's glower exploded into full-blown glare of death; still the pair remained unconscious towards their intrusion.

"Hace el robot!"

Both twins proceeded to do the robot.

Bushido's jaw dropped in sheer confusion.

"Bien, eso era divertido, la paz fuera!" Mas ended with finality as they both scrambled back down to the Tower without paying Bushido any heed whatsoever.

The martial artist sighed and turned back around, gazing out at the Bay and the snow covered city. It started to snow lightly. Bushido smiled contentedly…

"Ninja chupa!" Menos yelled at the lone Titan on the roof. Bushido turned with a mischievous smirk and chased his teammate down into the Tower.

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Raven walked briskly down the corridors of the Tower to her room. The hallways were mysteriously left a good 20 degrees colder in her wake. Beneath the hood was a furious face, a furrowed brow, explodingly angry eyes, and perhaps even slightly blushing cheeks.

Swiftly catching up to the mystic Titan was our golden crowned hero. His eyes brightened as he spotted her. Joey hand signed in furious apology and explanation at Raven's retreating form.

While Raven could not see him, as an empath she could definitely sense his emotions. She responded as such, "I can siphon and purify my father's demonic power in order to send him wounded out of this dimension, but I don't have eyes in the back of my head, I can't read you."

"…" Jericho responded. He ran up beside her and hand signed again.

She stopped walking.

Joey stopped with her.

Joey was starting to wonder if it was colder outside or right here by Raven. His body wanted to shiver but he restrained.

He hand signed again, but was cut off by Raven, "Joey, I think we've talked enough for today." And with that she began to sink into a portal in the floor undoubtedly leading to her room.

Jericho looked on sadly, then he set his face.

… and reached down and grabbed Raven's hand.

The dark girl stopped mid-transportation.

She looked down at his hand on hers.

She looked up with tired, but considerably softer, eyes and sighed, lowering her hood. Joey wasn't sure if it was a sigh of annoyance, relief, or something else entirely.

She looked at him with those softer eyes, and Joey (being an expert with eyes) thought he could see some apprehension in her blue irises. Her now un-hooded head revealed her hair to be disheveled and slightly strewn about as if from stressed, and it gave her an earthy, almost mousy look.

"You've got five minutes." She said, coming out of the floor and hugging her small self, shivering as if she just now felt her own cold aura.

Joey grinned warmly at the robed girl and proceeded to hand sign to Raven…

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Later that day, around one o clock, Robin and Starfire were sitting on the couch, watching TV while the other Titans were about the Tower or on the town. Usual whenever there was no crime.

But this didn't stop Starfire from using it as a topic of discussion; she was in the middle of playfully asking Robin the location of their teammates.

"And Argent?"

"She's with Jinx and Pantha, at the mall I'd imagine." He answered off the cuff as he switched from the 'Home Shopping Network' to the 'Bass Fishing Extreme Station.'

She grinned mischievously, "Very well, Bushido?"

Robin opened his mouth to answer, but then closed it.

"Y'know, Star, I'm not really sure."

The fiery beauty looked mildly shocked, "Truly?"

"Yea, Kori, no clue." He said, looking at her and grinning.

Kori looked back. They both gazed dumbly at each other's faces for a moment.

The alien girl reached up and smoothly slipped off Robin's eyemask, and she was rewarded with Tim Drake's blue eyes meeting her green ones.

Tim quickly responded by pressing his lips on hers as they shared breath and did the tongue tango for half a minute.

Mas and Menos blurred away quickly in the background.

Bushido jogged along. He stopped, sweating, for a breath before pursuing his prey further.

The two parted lip lock, finally needing some air.

"Well, I might need to get questions wrong more often." The boy wonder smirked, his face close to hers.

Kori grinned pleasantly, "Indeed."

They scooted closer and held each other, kissing.

After a few more minutes of sucking face, the Tamaranean pulled away. Tim gave her a look that's message was clear, 'Huh?'

"Oh Timothy," she began, putting her head against his chest, "I do so enjoy these moments. If only more people understood this feeling we share, perhaps there would be no need for us and our friends to fight crime."

"Maybe Kori. But think of it this way, if it weren't for crime fighting, you and I might not have met."

"Hmmm… I suppose that's true. Hehe, a most peculiar way to meet your significant other."

"Not as peculiar as you'd think. Just look at Wally and Jean, Green Arrow and Black Canary, Gar and Tara, well, Ok Gar and Tara isn't a prime example. But…"

"Joseph and Raven?" Kori sighed happily, then her face saddened slightly, "Oh, they would make such a good couple, but I fear we may have ruined that when we dropped our eaves upon them this morning."

Tim grinned, "Actually, I saw the two of them heading out a half an hour ago, in casual clothes even."

Kori nearly imploded with joy, "Truly you did! Glorious! Oh, I do so verily and emphatically wish that our good friends blossom into soul mates for they are nearly perfect for each other. Oh and think how adorable they would look in photographs and..."

Tim grinned and shook his head, listening to her sweet voice talk about whatever its owner felt like thinking, as he always had.

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"Here we are, BB, Jim's Warehouse."

And indeed that's where our two friends were.

Jim's Warehouse was a small outlet store, well, used to be a small outlet store. It has, since it's opening, become so popular that it has grown in size and stock vastly. So popular with the city's youth that it is an unofficial tourist attraction.

Jim's sold all kinds of music, movies, novelty items; all ranging the gambit from K to X rated. They had recently added a tattooing service that was proving to be a large success. All in all if you wanted to buy something interesting, you needed to go to Jim's.

Cyborg liked the store for it's musical selection, for he wide and varying tastes.

Beast Boy liked the store because if you bought three fake dog turds you got one free, also they had the best price on edible lingerie in town.

So, after a few minutes of browsing the store, they met up again. Beast Boy had several prank-props for his personal enjoyment, and Cyborg had a small stack of CDs.

"So, Cy, you'll never guess what I found!" the green one asked excited.

"What?"

"Guess!"

Cyborg grumbled, "I dunno… a 14 year old incarnation of a hellgod?"

Beast Boy gave him a 'What the hell?' look, "No dude! Check it out!" he said, triumphantly holding up a yellow book.

Cyborg read the title outloud, "'How to Admit You Want to Copulate All Night, Every Night: For Dummies!'"

It took the usually bright mechanical man a moment to realize what he had just read, once he did he proceeded to laugh his bolts off.

"Ahahaa, are you seriously getting that BB?"

"Hells ya man! It's too good to pass up!"

On their way to the purchase counter, Beast Boy spotted something, and dashed towards it.

His friend eyed him and groaned once he saw the wares his changeling friend was inspecting.

T-shirts with sayings on the front.

"HAHAHA! CY! CHECK THIS ONE OUT!" he said, holding up a shirt that had a picture of President Bush and an arrow pointing to him. Above the arrow were the words 'I'm with Satan.'

"Hahaha," the green boy giggled, "Or this one!" He held up a shirt that said 'Ima Superhero, now screw me!'

"Or this!" Cyborg said, holding up a shirt that said 'Everytime Chuck Norris does a push up, the world goes down.'

"No way man! Chuck Norris is a poser compared to the original!" the green one said, holding up a shirt with Mr. T on the front that said 'I pity the fool that don't laugh at this t-shirt!'

"Or… maybe this one." Cyborg grinned slyly as he held up shirt that said 'Sayings on T-shirts SUCK!'

"Heeey, not cool man!" Beast Boy whined.

His semi-bionic friend chucked at the changeling's dismay, but stopped after spotting a sign. He pointed with horror.

"What is it Cy- Ooooh…" Beast Boy followed the finger to a sign that read…

… Teen Titans Parody Tees.

The two scrambled over to see what the shirts said.

One had a picture of Starfire with the words 'I have orange boobs.'

Another had Beast Boy saying 'I really AM hung like a horse.'

"It's true you know."

"Shut up, B."

The next shirt had a picture of Robin in a battle stance, twirling his bo staff with the words 'Would you like to touch my pole?' sprawled underneath it.

"That's just in bad taste."

"Pull the extension cord outta your ass and laugh a little Cy." Beast Boy giggled, inspecting another shirt. But his jovial demeanor quickly evanesced. He dropped the shirt and all the items he was about to by and sprinted out of the store.

Cyborg looked after his friend, shock written on his face. He then glanced down at the shirt that had caused Beast Boy to go haywire.

The shirt had a picture of Terra, and the words 'Certifiably Insane.'

Cyborg's brow furrowed and his face frowned hard.

The people who were watching with shock at Beast Boy's sprinting departure were now watching with fear at the furious Cyborg. He turned around and eyed the clerk at the check out counter.

With a slow stride that echoed around the silent store with a –stomp, stomp, stomp- he reached the counter, put down his CDs, and hissed with a voice full of malice, "I don't think we'll be coming here again."

With that he walked towards the door, the store still silent except for the sound of his heavy footsteps.

He opened the door.

Ching

He closed the door… quite forcefully.

SMASH!

With the door off its hinges and the front windows shattered, the stores occupants watched in awe as the T-Car drove out of the parking lot and towards the nearest city street.