Chapter Three

Invitation to Havoc

It was by mere chance that Robin had awoken before Starfire and that the other titans were not present to witness. Of course, he assumed they had not come for breakfast. Quite the contrary, in fact they'd just finished breakfast and walked out the door to do some extra curricular activities. Looking down upon his awaking companion, Robin did what any other teenage boy in his position would… he fled to the kitchen.

Luckily the kitchen and breakfast was a great excuse to be around so she wouldn't know that he'd endured on his soft spot for her. No so fortunately for him, she somehow remembered every bit of it. And yet, she was not embarrassed. She was flourishing under the idea of what had taken place that morning at dawn. She wasn't really conscious, yet she'd known it had happened. Perhaps it was just her alien nature; surely if her sister could turn purple for a week, she could remember and acknowledge things in her subconscious state. The only problem was that she did not know how to act around Robin now that that had happened. She then did something she did not do often; she sighed wistfully. He probably did not match her feelings at all, though she wished with all her heart that he did.

Floating to the kitchen gloomily, the red-headed titan hung her head pouting. Her hair over her face, she could not see that the leader of the titans was looking at her with extreme concern. While she was wondering if he hated her, he was wondering if something was wrong.

Sliding a hot plate of steaming pancakes and a tall glass of orange juice, Robin dared himself to be brave and tilted her chin up with his fingers, "Star, are you alright?"

One of the advantages of Starfire's powers was that she had to show her emotion frequently or else they would fail on her. She was not like Raven in that sense. So even though she looked up at him with a bright smile, Robin knew she was upset about something. He had to do something to help her feel better. Of course, sometimes teenage wonder boys aren't so quick on the subject of teenage wonder girls. So instead of hugging her, or even getting the nerve to hold her hand, Robin cut a slice of the pancakes and put the fork right in front of her mouth.

Being her normal polite self, Starfire smiled pretty and shook her head, "Thank you for breakfast, Robin, but I am not hungry." Looking up at her through his long bangs that had not yet been spiked up in their usual arrangement, he had no idea that he was irresistible at the moment. Giving her a sly smile he lowered his voice, "Come on, Star, you know you want a bite." At last her smile was starting to become genuine as she shook her head, catching onto the game he was playing and pressed her lips tight. The uneasiness faded away quickly as the game progressed and Robin tapped her mouth with the fork full of food. She laughed a little without opening her mouth and mumbled, "You can not make me eat it." "Oh yes I can." He smirked, laughing softly himself as he took one of his fingers and attempted to pull down her lower lip and open her mouth. Her lips eased, but suddenly neither of them could think of the game.

Robin could not think of the game because he was too busy wondering how her petal soft, rosy lips would feel against his own and Starfire could not think because she had Robin's fingers caressing her bottom lip. Either way, it was quite distracting. Then the strangest thing happened. And no, it wasn't the strange surge of bravery in Robin as he leaned in closer to her. The moment before they had the chance to fulfill their fantasies, a loud beeping noise erupted from Starfire's… chest?

Both of them startled, they looked at the red haired titan's chest with confusion. The green gem on her breastplate flashed an un-natural flash of light. Naturally this was the moment that Cyborg waltzed through the door and exclaimed appalled, "Well look at you two! We let you cuddle and then give you one more moment alone and you're trying to figure out how her top comes off!" They both glared at their half-robotic team mate, each completely mortified. The alien girl turned over to face him and pointed to the blinking gem on her breastplate. All charges were dropped before she flew out of the room in a rush to take the message that someone apparently wanted her to get.

Once alone in her room, she pushed the gem softly and the voice of her guardian, whom she had left in charge of Tamaran spoke to her softly, "Kori?" "Yes my lord?" She replied kneeling, even though she knew it was pointless. He could only hear her, not see her. He continued, "We are having a banquet. Even though you may not feel as though you are needed, we would like to request your presence at the Royal Palace as soon as you can offer it." Was she hearing properly? Had her moment with Robin driven her crazy? Go home for a banquet? The opportunity was almost too joyful to bare. And even though she still wished inside of her that he could have messaged her after her moment, she replied happily and without any regret.

"You can count on my being there, my lord."