Okay, here's the deal. I know the last chapter was all about Robin and Starfire, but I'm trying to do one chapter with Star/Rob romanceand the next with BB and Raven to make things fair. This will not be just a Rob/Star thing. There'll be lots and lots of BB/Rae. (Just because I love them so much ) I just wanted to get that out in the open. There will be more BB/Rae, so do not despair! So, if you want BB/Rae, this chapter'll have it. By the way, you may notice how I've been portraying their insecurities. It's just what I think their weaknesses are and how they feel about themselves. Oh, and also, I threw in a little suprise that just popped up in my head while I was writing this.

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In the late hours of night, when the town around him lay in a peaceful slumber, Ethan snuck out of his room, glancing both ways to see if the coast was clear. Finding the long hall deserted, he walked on his tiptoes quietly, flinching when the boards beneath him groaned. He froze outside Hannah's room. He had the urge to walk in and see what she was really like. Would her room be dark and sinister? Maybe even quiet and dull?

His curiosity got the better of him and he silently opened the white door. Dark shadows danced across the walls, the moon casting an eerie glow across the room. He crept in, his footstep muffled by a light blue carpet.

He turned on the light and stared in shock. Whoa. Her room was so…colorful. Not at all like the Hannah he knew. Her room was furnished well, almost better than his, which surprised him, considering her poor relationship with is uncle, the owner of the house. Against the far wall, pictures were tacked to a huge white board. A large window led to the veranda, the sliding doors covered by light blue lace curtains that touched the floor. Her canopy bed was pressed against the left wall, a bright, innocent white, with different colored pillows littering it. But the pictures drew him more than the smell of the room.

He walked over to the board, picking up a bear on her desk while he strode to it. All the pictures were of Hannah when she was back in California, where she had lived before her mother moved her to Jump City.

His heart skipped a beat as he pulled a picture off. It was Hannah, in the middle of a group of three girls. Hannah had looked so happy, so care free, so…innocent. Her bright white teeth clashed with her sun-kissed skin, and her eyes were glittering with laughter. Was this what the real Hannah was like?

He tucked the picture into his pajama pockets, and fingered the key around his neck. He was going to find out who exactly these undercover agents were. And when he did, he planned on paying them a little visit. Ethan crept silently down the marble staircase and slid into his uncle's "office'.

He sat down at the large,straight backed leather chair and opened the drawer he knew help all the information he needed. He pulled out a thick file, plopping it down on the desk quietly. Grabbing his glasses case, he slid them on and started to read. Only Hannah knew about his reading glasses and only her. If anyone knew he needed glasses to read words close up, he would die of humiliation. The only reason Hannah knew was because she had caught him when he was reading a book in the built in library at the mansion. She had said nothing, just grabbed a novel and walked out.

Shaking his head, his pale eyes skimmed the words. Hours later, when the sun was just starting to rise, Ethan leaned back, astonished. The famous Teen Titans were the undercover agents? Suddenly, his handsome face broke out in a grin. He plan was going to work out perfectly. If they didn't allow him to help, the whole world would know where the titans were…but not that he would actually tell people about them. They were his only chance of getting Hannah back and he would not ruin the chance of them not finding her. But, hey, Ethan Matthew's always gets his way…and now was not the time to change that. Scribbling down the addresses, Ethan pushed the file back in its place and tucked the paper in his pajama bottoms. With a wide yawn, he slumped back to his room and crawled in bed. Later on, he would pay the titans a visit.

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Raven stretched out in her bed, covering a yawn with her hand. She let it fall back limply, glancing at her clock. It was still early, only eight in the morning. She sighed and curled back under her silk covers, turning on her side to face the door.

"Hey, Rae." Her eyes flew open as Beast Boy laid a hand on her waist and leaned over her shoulder. Her heart pounded in her throat.

With his breath warm on her ear, he whispered, "I figure it's payback time." She decided that when she was able to breath normal she would kill him. But, breathing normal was without a doubt out of the picture considering he was under the covers with her, and his hand was actually resting on her skin.

"How the hell did you get in here?" She asked, inwardly cursing when her voice came out weak. He chuckled, pulling her back against his front. If he wasn't mistaken, her breathing was short. Did he actually have that kind of power over Raven? Nah. It was probably just his imagination.

"Let's just say I snuck under your door." He bet a hundred bucks that if he could see her face, she would be flustered with shock and anger.

"Get out of my bed. Beast Boy."

"Payback, remember? You woke me up, so now I wake you up."

"I'm up, now go." She tried to get up, but the move made his hand slide down to her hip. She froze, unsure what to do.

"Move," she bit out quietly, slowly, "your hand."

If anything, his grip tightened lightly. Quickly, he pulled her down on her back and pressed his mouth to hers.

Her eyes widened. What was with him kissing her all the time? It was the third time in two days! Before all this hand happened, he couldn't stand her and she couldn't stand him. What the hell was going on?

She had only kissed one guy in her life, but that was when she was thirteen and never knew the titans existed. But even that had only been a quick peck. Nothing like this! Hell, she didn't even know what to do! No one actually knew it, but Raven was just as physically innocent as Starfire. But that was were the innocence ended...

Beast Boy pulled back with a grin. "Now we're—oofh!" He grunted when her knee collided with his stomach. She pushed him off and practically jumped off the bed.

She glowered at him. "How dare you come in here and treat me like that!"

In pain, he closed on eye. "What do you mean?"

"You cannot just come in here, lay on my bed like you belong there, and…kiss me like that…" She blushed, running a hand through her unruly hair. It fell in knotted curls to the middle of her back.

"You can't say you didn't like it."

"How can I like it when…"

"You can't even stand me?" He offered, getting up while rubbing his abdomen.

"I wasn't going to say that," she said quietly, walking over to her bureau and grabbing a brush. She pulled it through her hair roughly.

"Umm-hmm. Don't worry, I don't know why I did it, either." Liar. He knew exactly why he did it. He snatched the brush from her and pushed her in the chair that rested in front of the huge dresser. He took a small portion of her hair and started to brush it to steady his shaking hands. He knew what he was doing, why he was suddenly acting different. It was because he was in love with her, had been since the day she hugged him after being betrayed by that no good, double-crossing dragon, Malchior. Though it hurt when he fought with her, he always managed to keep his cover. He never wanted Raven to know how he felt, for fear of her rejecting him. Even he knew that Raven was too good for him. She deserved someone who loved the same things she did. He would never be good enough for her. Hell, he couldn't even make her smile, much less make her love him. He would never try to win her heart…because he knew he would never get it. When she finally found that she could love, could be with other people without hurting them, she would want someone like Malchior had been. She would never want a screw up like him. Not even Terra had wanted him.

Raven watched him in the mirror, noticing the way his shoulder sagged and his head lowered. What was he thinking? Lately, she had noticed how depressed he had suddenly become. Though he acted himself in front the rest of the team, he was a totally different person around her. He was sometimes rude, obnoxious, and hurtful even. But she could tell by the way his eyes clouded that he didn't mean it. He was always quite after his verbal battle with her, and his shoulder would sag and his head would droop. Something was wrong with him and she would give anything to know what…

He gnawed on his bottom lip, tucking her brushed hair behind her ear. "I, uh, promise I won't do it again." He handed the brush back to her, handle first, stepping back when she took it.

"Guess I'll see you later." He shoved his hands into his jean pockets, slouching as he walked.

Debating whether she should call him back, Raven groaned and stood up gracefully, but quickly.

"What is wrong with you?" She asked, following him as he headed for the front door.

Without turning, he asked, "Whaddya mean?"

"Why do you keep…uh, kissing me like that?"

His large shoulder's lifted and fell in a bored shrug. "Dunno"

She glared. "Just answer me."

"What's the point of answering when you yourself don't know the answer?"

He opened the door and was surprised when it shut. Noticing it was engulfed in black, he opened it again, only to have it drag him with the door. Aggravated, he put one foot on the wall beside the door and the other on the other side. He yanked hard, managing to get it open but almost falling backward. He chuckled evilly and was about to walk out when it slammed again. He narrowly missed being squished by a door.

He growled and whirled on her, his eyes bright with anger. Before she had time to move, he grabbed her shoulder and pushed her against the wall.

Surprised at his anger and his speed, she prepared herself for a fight.

"Can I please go to my room?" He asked, aggravated.

"No, not until you tell me what's wrong with you."

He glared at her. "Nothing is wrong with me…right now…" He raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, nothings wrong right now."

She rolled her eyes and tried to push him off without her powers. She sighed, knowing it was futile. So, she had no physical strength…damn, without her powers, she really was weak. But then again…she couldn't use her powers in public. This wouldn't count as public…

Before she could throw him back, he moved his hand and reached into his jean jacket for a stick of gum.

"Since when do you chew gum?" She asked, rolling her shoulder. The skin burned, for some reason.

He shrugged again, popping it in to his mouth. "Do I have to have a reason for everything?"

She pushed past him, heading for the kitchen to make her daily cup of tea. "Yes."

Finding the door clear, he opened it again. It slammed and he kicked the side of the wall and yelp in pain. With a waterfall of colorful oaths, he sat down on the couch, rubbing his poor, abused toe.

"I could have told you that would not have worked." He mumbled something incoherent, folding his arms over his chest while popping his gum.

Raven started to dig through a box of plate wear, searching for a cup and teakettle.

Beast Boy turned in his seat to see what all the commotion was about. But what he got was an eyeful of Raven's backside. His gave a long, low whistle and Raven jerked up, her face red, but her glare deadly.

He winked. "Nice view."

"Go to hell."

He chuckled, fishing out the white envelope he had shoved on his jean pocket. "By the way, I got your mail while I was getting mine. I didn't read it, so…here." He held it up waiting for Raven to grab it out of his hand. She snatched it up and leaned a hip against the back of the couch.

Dru Moody and Logan Field are your undercover names. I don't want any complaints, first off, because I didn't come up with them, Ortega did, and second, both of you need to start acting like grown-ups. Your driver's licenses, school ID, and schedule are also in here. You start school Monday but you need to hit the streets today. Rays and Darcy will be there around one, so be prepared. They've got to deal with Red first. I'll be by later and give you your equipment.

Twain

Raven scowled at the paper. Beast Boy grabbed it gently from her hand, drawing her attention to him. He read it quickly and started to dump the continents of the envelope onto the couch.

"Wonder how they got the pictures…maybe they took them from the security cameras and used those."

Raven studied him, her mind on to totally different subject. Why was he always here? Was he just bored? Lonely? Or was there something she didn't know?

"Beast Boy?"

"Logan, remember? We best get used to calling each other our undercover names. I'm just glad they didn't use my real name. I would have been in for some serious name calling."

"Whatever. Logan, why do you always come over here?"

His hand paused when he reached for his school ID, but he resumed his grab quickly. "Don't know. Bored, I guess."

"You could go anywhere else…so why here?"

Without looking at her, he mumbled, "Why do you care? Do you want me to leave, or something?"

She paused with a sigh. "No. I would just like to know why you are here everyday. If I'm to let you come here everyday, I should at least know the reason."

He shrugged, reading his driver's licenses. "Dunno. I just do. There's nothing to do at my place, so I figured if I was bored at your place, then maybe my place would have some sort of pull."

She raised an eyebrow. "You're lying."

"And how the hell do you know that? You don't know a thing about me, yet you know when I'm lying. Yeah, right. Sure. Whatever. If you don't believe me, then that's your business."

"Well, I don't believe you." She folded her arms over her chest.

"Good for you." She walked around the couch and sat down next to him, laying a slim hand on his. His hand froze as he studied her small hand on his large one. Her skin was smooth and warm against his.

"I want to know why you come over here."

He swallowed. "Is it that weird for a friend to come over here and see another friend?" He was still watching their hands with fascination. Damn, it wasn't like he hadn't held other girls' hand…but he didn't do it that often. He was usually busy doing something else(notthat, but talking, or kissing, or something like that)but when he did touch a girl's hand, it had just been…holding a hand. But it felt weird to have Raven touch him. The only time she had touch him was when she had hugged him and that had been it. But if she thought this would make him spill his secret, she was dumber than he thought.

"Beast Boy," she rolled her eyes when he opened his mouth to correct her, "Logan…usually, friends don't come into their friends room and kiss them like you did me."

"It was payback."

"You were the one who kissed me back in your room. I was already awake. And, you were the one to kiss me again. Where's the payback in that?"

He jerked his hand out from under hers, startling her, and he grabbed his things quickly. "Did you ever think that maybe I care—never mind."

He stormed to the door, Raven hot on his heels. Raven put herself between him and the door quickly. "What were you about to say?"

"None of your business."

"Yes, it is. If it involves me, it is my business."

He shoved his hand through his hair. "Maybe it's just that I care more about you than I should." He pushed past her, trying not to touch her more than he should. Raven pressed her back against the doorframe, shocked. She watched him open his door and slam it without even looking up at her or anything else.

Quietly shutting her door, Raven leaned against, sagging to the floor. What did he mean by he cares more than he should? Could it mean that he had feelings for her that surpassed friendship? Could Beast Boy…love her? She gave a quite, sad laugh. Yeah right. No one could love her and her empty emotions. She was nothing but a cold-hearted bitch that pushed everyone away. Someone like Beast Boy, fun and outgoing, would never want someone like her. She would just have to deal with being alone.

Surprised, Raven lifted her hand to her eyes to feel wetness. She was crying? But… why? Raven sniffed and cleared her throat, pushing herself up. When she was this down, she did what she did best. Cleaned. It was she and Star's get away.

Raven dug through box after box, searching for cleaning supplies. When all she could find was stacked on the counter, she quickly changed into an over-sized T-shirt, shorts and tennis shoes, pulling her hair in to a bun. When she caught her reflection in the mirror, she quickly lowered her gaze. Like there was anything that was attractive in her reflection.

She sniffed again and headed for the kitchen. She paused, tapping her foot. Maybe she should unpack everything first, then clean, and since it was still early, she could go out for something to eat later. Liking her plan, she hooked up her stereo system, letting the music of Evanescence fill her troubled head.

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How stupid could one person get? Obviously, stupidity was Beast Boy's middle name. He slammed down a fist and regretted it instantly. He shook his pounding hand with a scowl. Why could he not be like Robin and look cool slamming a fist down?

He dragged himself into his kitchen to open the fridge. Empty. Of course it's empty, stupid. Duh. With a groan, he slammed the door. Maybe he could go back to Raven's to get some food or something. Maybe she already forgot what he so stupidly said. Probably not, but his stomach was growling. He groaned, walking to his door. It had been three hours since he said that he cared more than he should. Maybe she wasn't even paying attention. He drug his feet to her door, his lips forming a small pout.

Beast Boy knocked, raising an eyebrow when she didn't answer. He quietly turned the doorknob and peaked inside. Whoa. The aroma of a candle greeted him, along with a completely furnished apartment. Her radio still blared softly in the corner.

"Rae?" He called out, pushing open the door wider and walking in. "Raven, you in here?"

No answer. He shut the door behind him and shrugged. "Guess she already went out to get something." He sighed, deciding he better leave before she came home. He was headed for the door when he glanced over at the couch. Spotting something, he strode over to it quietly.

Raven was curled up on the couch, sound asleep. Awh, how sweet, was the first thing that entered his mind. She looked so innocent asleep, so normal. He smiled. She'd probably be more comfortable in her own bed. He gathered her sleeping form in his arms, her head resting against his shoulder. Now, all he had to do was find out which one was her room.

Biting his lip, he leaned down and tried to open the first doorknob. It was obviously a computer room. Or at least that was what Raven had made it. He let out a huff of breath, glad that Raven didn't weigh more than a hundred and twenty. He tried the next room and ended up staring at a hot water heater. He glared and turned to the next one. Aha. Found it.

Softly, his shoes muffled by the white carpet, he managed to pull down the covers. Raven moaned softly and he froze. If she found him in her apartment, more so, her room, he'd be one dead man. Even more carefully than before, he laid her down gently, adjusting her to what he thought would be a comfortable position.

He blinked when her shirt raised a tiny fraction, but not enough to show any skin. Disappointed, he removed her shoes slowly, dropping the down by her bed. He grinned at his handiwork, moving back to Raven. As he was pulling the covers over her, she grabbed a fist full of his jacket and yanked him down, turning on her side. His stomach hit her hip, but he was too scared to even breath. His eyes were wide, staring at nothing in particular. She sighed softly, tugging on his shirt more. He had to out his hands down in front of her flat stomach to keep from squishing her.

Now, all he had to figure out was how to get out of here with out, one, being caught, and two, doing something he would really regret later. Plans of escape flooded his brain, but nothing would actually stick. His mind was on other things.

She gave a really hard tug, sending him sprawling across her. His body stiffened, knowing he would look into the furious eyes of Raven, so when he turned to see her, he was ready for a physical blow to the head.

But she was still sleeping soundly. He watched her, this time not in fright. Maybe…maybe it wouldn't be so bad if she woke up to find him here…

Disgusted, he shook his head. Of course she would. She couldn't stand him when she was awake and if she woke up to him, well, he would probably be banned from here forever. She would never talk to him, look at him, except maybe in glares, but if he couldn't talk to her…well, he'd be allalone.

He glanced down to see that her long, slim fingers still clutched his shirt tightly almost like she was holding onto him for comfort. His eyes snapped to her face when she whimpered, like in fear or pain, maybe both.

Worried, he crawled over her, almost identical to a monkey or ape,to sit down to face her. Shocked beyond words, he watched tears leak from her close eyes. She shivered sweat suddenly beading her forehead. He wiped the tears from her cheek, surprised at how cold her skin was, though she was sweating. Suddenly, she cried out, making him jump. Quickly, he shook her shoulder, calling out her name. "Raven! Wake up!"

She sat up quickly, her breath coming out in pain gasps. She blinked, as if she didn't know where she was, and finally saw him.

He raised his hand, pushing away swat-soaked hair and laid his hand on the side of her neck. "What happened, Rae?"

Before she could object, he pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her. Her body trembled, and, though it was not like her at all, she clung to him like it was the end of the world. It wasn't long after that when she started to sob, her tears drenching his T-shirt.

Bewildered, her stroked her hair, kissing her forehead. His mind screamed to ask her what he left her so shaken, but his heart just wanted to comfort her. In the end, his heart won.

"Oh, God, Beast Boy," she mumbled against his shirt, the last of her tears falling. "It was horrible."

He pulled her into his lap, sitting her sideways, and rocking her slightly. "What was?"

She buried her head in his shoulder, loving the way he smelled. The mixture of soap and his unique sent was enough to calm her frazzled nerves. She would never forget what she had seen in her dream; never forget the pain and desperation, the dread of knowing what was to come.

"Beast Boy…"

He moved her hair and kissed her shoulder. "What did you see, Rae?" She shivered when he ran his hand along her spine.

She took a deep breath and lifted her eyes to his. "I think he killed again."

His eyebrows drew together. "What makes you think that?"

Her breath became shallow, her skin paler than usual. "I saw it, Beast Boy. I saw him rape and kill her…and I know where the body is."

Beast Boy could only stare.

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New twist. Hope you enjoyed it. Yeah, so, it's short, but…oh well! Until next time!

Jessemudflap