A.N.

Well, I think this counts as "out sooner". Hope its good. For the record, this time it was mostly my writer's block that made this come out a bit late. Not my band teacher's fault, this time. But its fun to blame him, so we'll keep saying its his fault. Now, ON WITH THE STORY!

Disclaimer: I still don't own the characters, show, comics or anything affiliated with Teen Titans. Wish I did though…

"Gurgle, guuurrrrge." Beast Boy's stomach complained loudly. He decided that every one would be asleep by now. Beast Boy hadn't gotten to finish his dinner that night. Robin had asked Starfire how their trip had been, and Beast Boy didn't think he would have been able to listen to his performance without bursting out with laughter.

Not to mention gloating.

But he didn't want to know what Raven's reaction would have been to his little stunt, as well as his following them to the mall. So he'd left mid-supper. And now his stomach was reminding him.

'Alright, alright, I'm going…" he thought to his stomach as he got off his bed. He slouched to the door. It was about midnight; Robin would have a fit if he knew Beast Boy was up at this time when there could be an emergency at any time. But he needed food.

By the time he reached the kitchen his stomach was practically screaming, leaving Beast Boy to fear it waking his sleeping friends. He crossed to the refrigerator, looked inside and found blue fuzz, and a bagel. He chose the bagel and went to sit down on the couch.

Except, that the couch was already occupied.

There, lying gracefully across the couch was Raven. She looked very…peaceful? Beast Boy guessed that was it. He'd never seen her without anger or depression spread across her face, well until that afternoon. He'd seen her come out of her room with a smile, a real, no faking, smile on her face.

And he had been frozen to the spot by the beauty of it.

A small sigh and movement from Raven brought him back to the present. His bagel was gone as well. His mind may have been in the past afternoon but his stomach was going to cling to the present until every crumb was polished off. He was a guy, what did you expect?

He was now perched on the coffee table in front of the couch. Raven was curled up, book hugged to her chest. Upon closer inspection Beast Boy realized it was the one she'd been reading earlier.

A shiver ran across him, he realized he was rather cold. But he stayed put until he figured out that the cold was also the reason Raven was curled up. He quickly and quietly got up, walked to the closet, and got out a deep violet blanket. He draped it across her, and then on a brave whim, he bent down and tucked it in around her shoulders.

With the warm of the blanket, Raven relaxed slowly. Beast Boy sat back down, watching and taking in every small movement she made. He watched a lock of hair fall into her eyes. It looked so out of place, Raven was verging on neat freak and it would have obscured her vision had her eyes been open.

Beast Boy hardly even realized what he was doing when he reached forward and tucked it back behind her ear. Again leaning back, he noticed her face flicker. Somewhere in the back of his subconscious he probably realized that meant she was waking up, but hey, it was late and he was tired.

She opened bleary eyes, and looked confusedly at Beast Boy. He looked back with something akin to surprise and horror. At this she giggled. "Hahaha, I've never seen you make that face before. Tehee." At this, Beast Boy looked at her with even more fear. 'Since when does Raven laugh?' However his train off thought was interrupted with another disturbing statement from Raven.

'Yawn, good night Beast Boy, sweetie! Sigh." With that, she felt back asleep.

'And now I'm leaving." Thought a very unnerved Beast Boy. He quickly left the room, careful to be quiet to ensure he didn't get another visit from psycho Raven.

Safely back in his room, about to fall asleep, Beast Boy recalled something he had been a bit to freaked out to previously notice.

'Did she call me sweetie?'

Again, I must apologize for any annoyed waiting you had to endure. I believe I shall be wrapping this story up in a few chapters. Then again, I had originally planned for this to be chapter 3, so who knows…

Review to show me your still there, flames are, well, disliked but dealable. So, if you'd like to tell me how much it rocked, or sucked, feel free. And oh look, there's the review button now…

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