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A/N: Well, I hope everyone liked the last chapter. Sorry it took me so long to update, I was busy with other things. That's what happens when you have to write and update three fanfictions at once, and write a novel at the same time. Well, anyway here it is.

Just so you know, this chapter was completely created by me. This scene does not appear in the Phantom of the Opera (That I know of...) This chapter is entirely emotional, and focuses on Raven having to choose between Robin or Garfield. Enjoy:

Chapter Four

Midnight. Some people call it the beginning of the next day. Some people all it the dead of night, where thoughts of day are nonexistent. To yet others, it merely means that if you're even thinking about midnight, you've stayed up far too late. And for Raven, that was true.

The gothic girl was tossing and turning in her small, hidden bed in her dressing room. No one knew she was there, and she wanted to keep it that way. And yet, that wasn't what was keeping her up. Neither was the fact that the mirror that stood only feet away from her lead to an underground fortress. The thing keeping her up...was herself. Or, to be more precise, two people.

Robin and the Beast. The two haunted her mind, and kept her from sleep. She had made a vow to become emotionless at a very young age, but she could feel her carefully structured wall beginning to disappear. First, Robin returned. Then, the Beast had revealed himself to her. The two boys had shattered her wall, and ruined her balance.

She was now filled with thoughts of love, thoughts she never knew she was capable of having! To think she was thinking of the two boys in this fashion sickened her. This wasn't like her at all! She feared that she was changing into one of those sluts that went from boy to boy! She groaned.

First, there was Robin. The young man she had known for most of her life. He had always been nice to her, and respected her when others didn't. He was brave and handsome as well, the perfect combination. He had always stuck by her, even when she didn't want him there. That was the mark of a true friend, of someone that loved her.

She had always thought about Robin when he was gone. Everyday he wasn't by her side, she would think about him, and wish he were there. And now that he was here, she didn't know what to do.

But then there was Garfield, a.k.a. the Beast of the Opera. He was by far the most mysterious individual that Raven had even met. He had more secrets than she did! And he, too, had always been there for her. When she had been crying in her room, after her mom went to he hospital, he had been there to sing her to sleep. He had been there to soothe her wounds, and perfect her talents. She had never known a more self-less person. He was indeed one of the best boys she had met.

But there was always the issue of his face. It was green. Who could ever be taken seriously if they were dating someone with green skin? But Raven realized that he must have been through far worse. Why else would he live underground and adapt a fake name and person?

Besides, he still didn't look that bad. Sure, he was green. But he had wonderful eyes, and a unique smile. Besides, Raven had always judged people by what they are on the inside, not the outside. And Garfield was the perfect example of that metaphor.

"Aagh..." Raven groaned. She was so...unsure! She didn't know whether she lover Robin, or Garfield. Or if she even loved either of them! She felt she needed to talk to someone, to ease the pain she was feeling. Someone that might understand what she was going through.

But who? It was midnight and she was in an empty Opera House miles from anywhere. Who would she find here at this time of night.

"Duh!" she said, smacking herself. Who else would she find here! 'Wait,' she thought. 'Did I just say 'duh'? That is so embarrassing...'

Forgiving herself temporarily, Raven realized who she could talk to. It was a long shot...but, she had to try. She had to talk to someone!

"Beast?" She cried out to the ceiling. "Beast? Angel of Music?"

When there was no answer, she tried again. "Garfield? Are you there?"

"I am always by your side, dear Raven," came the responded voice. Turning, Raven saw the Beast shift into existence at the foot of her mirror. His white masked glowed in the darkness of the night, and his cape fluttered behind him.

'How did he do that,' Raven wondered. 'The mirror didn't open, and there is no other way in this room! It's almost like he can just transform into a fly and follow me!'

"Garfield, I need...help," she told him, pushing away her covers. She sat up in her bed and moved to the side. She was only in her dark purple nightgown, and it was quite revealing. The Beast turned away out of respect so she could grab her sleeping robe and tie it on. When she finished, he turned back to see her sitting on her bed, sleeping robe covering her features.

"What is it you need assistance in?" he asked, keeping his voice low as usual. His emerald eyes danced as he watched his love. She had dark bags beneath her eyes, and her hair was slightly mussed up, but she still couldn't have been more beautiful to him.

"I cannot decide," she answered. "Can you tell me something?"

"Of course, dear Raven," he answered. "What is it you need?"

"Tell me...do you know what love feels like?" she asked, facing the ground. She couldn't bear to ask the question to his face. It was so...abrupt, and she feared he would leave her. But he still proved to be more of a mystery than she thought.

"I do indeed," he answered, smiling.

"Then tell me," she continued, "What does it feel like?"

"Love feels like..." the Beast trailed off, thinking. "It feels like...you will always be happy. When you think about your loved one, it fills you with great happiness. You feel that if you were with that person, then you would always be happy. You feel that your life will at last have meaning, and you will have achieved your destiny."

"And?"

"And..." he thought about it. "And it can also fill you with an uneasy feeling."

"An uneasy feeling?" Raven asked. "Why?"

"Many reasons, he continued. "You may be afraid you are not the right person for your loved one, not good enough for their affection. You may be afraid that they do not love you back, that is the fear of rejection. Or you may be afraid what others may think, and if they would judge you or loved one."

Garfield stopped as he realized his voice was cracking slightly. What he had just said...was of his own experience. He had feared he was not good enough for Raven. He was afraid others would mock hem because of their love. And what he feared the most...the fear of rejection. What if Raven did not love him? For him it would mean the end of the world, and his purpose. He felt he would never achieve perfect harmony...without her.

"So, love can hurt?" Raven asked. She was actually afraid at this point. The symptoms Garfield had explained...matched hers perfectly. Except she felt it for two people, not just one. Would this mean she would find happiness with one, and rejection with the other? Was she to be eternally stuck between two people, never to find true love with either?

"Yes, it can hurt," Garfield explained, his eyes slightly watering. "But it can also be the best feeling in the world. When nothing else can help you, when nothing else can save you, love can. When you have nothing left in the world, love is the light at the end of the tunnel. It consumes you, dominates you. It gives you hope, and fills you with meaning. Truly, it is the only thing that lasts."

"That was...beautiful," Raven said, looking up at him. Garfield stared back at her.

"What was?"

"What you just said," she explained. "It was almost like a poem. It was beautiful."

"Oh...thank you," he said, his eyes falling to the ground. "But why do you ask me these questions?"

"Because I feel the emotion you just described."

"Really?" he asked, perking up. His heart quickened and his eyes danced. "For whom?"

"That is the problem," Raven explained. "I don't know."

"You don't know?"

"There are two people I feel this for," she described. "One is a person who has been a friend to me all my life, and loved me just as long. And the other," she said, looking up to face him, "the other is dear friend who has always been there for me, and has taught me everything I know. But I do not know which I truly love."

"That decision...is up to you," Garfield said, holding back tears. She loved someone else? She loved him, but here was another? "I cannot make that decision for you, for it is your life...and your love."

"But Garfield..." Raven cut it. "You are the man I love! I just don't know yet..."

"And I love you," Garfield said, taking a step forward. "But I stand by what I said. I will not make the decision for you. Love means...being able to let go if your loved one loves someone else. I will always be happy for you, as long as you are happy."

With that, the Beast turned. He slowly began to walk away from her, towards the mirror. But he was stopped at the last minute by a pale hand grabbing onto his cape. He turned to face her...and was immediately taken back in surprise.

She was...kissing him! He closed his eyes as Raven's lips closed around his. He savored it, as it was what he had been waiting for or three long months. He slowly reached up and cupped her face in his gloved hand, feeling her soft cheek.

Raven couldn't even begin to describe what she was feeling. It be completely honest, it was her first kiss. She had kissed Robin once before when they were very young, but there was no passion in that kiss. But there was passion in this one! She felt her heart burst as she kissed the masked man. There was just enough room in the mouth opening of the mask for her to kiss him, and it was wonderful, like nothing she ever felt before.

Eventually, they both drew away simultaneously, panting for breath. Raven felt her lips where they had kissed him, and blushed. Garfield was blushing as well, but his mask hid it. Damn, he loved that mask. He smiled as looked at the beauty across from him.

"I...I must go," he said, sweeping his cape up.

"Garfield..." Raven stopped him. "I will see you again?"

"Every night," he smiled back. "And whenever you need me."

With that, the Beast swept his cape up and vanished into thin air. Raven watched as he disappeared. Smiling slightly, she settled down back onto her bed and grabbed her covers. As she finally drifted away into the darkness of slumber, she thought only one thing. 'What about Robin?'

A/N: Well, I hope you all enjoyed it. I made this entire part up, which is one of my many changes to the original story. Now, be prepared for some action next chapter! It's time for Red X to show us just why Slade hired him. Can you say Red X vs. BeastBoy? Poor Red X: he doesn't know just Gar can do, now does he? Hehehe...anyone that is familiar with the story itself should know what is gonna happen next. Until then, review and I'll see ya later!

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