So, I've diagnosed myself with a severe case of Not-Owning-The-Teen-Titans, and it's contagious. I'm sorry, but I've infected you all.

Raven was crazy - he was sure of it. What other explanation was there? She was moody and jumpy and indecisive, and it was more than he could handle.

But Beast Boy wasn't crazy, so he sure as hell didn't call her on it. Instead, he followed behind her as she raced down the hall. Hopefully he could catch her in the elevator; be the voice of reason for once.

"Wait, Rae!"

She continued forward, acting as if she hadn't even noticed him. But he knew that she wasn't thinking straight - otherwise, she could have just phased through the floor.

"Raven!" he called again. He was finally catching up to her, and sighed in relief as she stopped in front of the elevator doors, her cloak swishing against the floor as she swiftly turned around.

"What?" she growled.

Beast Boy ignored the hostile tone of her voice as he stumbled towards her, bracing himself by grabbing onto her shoulders. Surprisingly, she held her ground, and he was able to retract himself quickly.

"Sorry," he mumbled sheepishly, before taking a small step back.

Raven's face was twisted into a look of contempt as she tapped her foot on the ground impatiently. Sensing her annoyance, Beast Boy decided to hurry things up.

"Okay, don't take this the wrong way, but," he began, shrinking away slightly as her glare intensified, "b-but, uh, I think you're kinda j-jumping to conclusions, you know?"

The half-demon before him tilted her head to the side, as if she were actually taking his words into consideration.

"Really," she deadpanned, obviously unconvinced. After all, she was Raven. And even little ole' Beast Boy knew Raven was always right.

"Yeah," the green titan confirmed with a nervous nod. "J-just a little jump, though."

Raven continued to look impatient, and Beast Boy took the hint that he needed to elaborate as her eyes narrowed into slits.

"I mean, maybe Star's, you know... pregnant," he began, feeling his stomach churn at the unpleasant thought, "but making her take a test would just totally freak her out, you know?"

Beast Boy figured he had a good point - after all, if it were possible for him to be in the same situation, he'd probably have a heart attack. Even thinking about what Robin would have to go through was terrifying.

Raven seemed to consider his statement as her glare reduced itself to merely a dirty look.

"Well, she doesn't have to know it's a pregnancy test," she fired back, obviously intent on ruling out the theory. He figured she must have been just as put off by the possibility as he was, but her being all Raven-y or whatever made it impossible for her to just write it off as a conspiracy.

Regardless, Beast Boy still had a few more points to get through.

"Well, how do you even expect to get a hold of a test?" he questioned, crossing his arms defiantly. "It's not like a titan can just waltz into the nearest Planned Parenthood or drug store without making a scene - can you image what the press would do with that?"

All of the titans were fully aware of the malicious ways their local newspapers worked. The city had basically been in an uproar when news spread of Robin and Starfire dating - apparently, over-protective soccer-moms found the situation completely inappropriate, and attempted to riot the team out of town. If any kind of paparazzi caught a whiff of Starfire's potential pregnancy, it would be a disaster.

Again, Raven began to look less hostile as she considered his words, though Beast Boy could tell she still wasn't convinced to just let it go.

"I'm sure we could find a way to get around that," she supplied, though she didn't sound very sure.

Beast Boy tried not to smile at the thought of getting through to her, but to be safe, he argued his next point anyway.

"Plus, don't you have to be human to get an accurate result? Aren't all pregnancy tests designed for detecting human hormones?"

Raven opened her mouth to reply, but the sound of a weapon charging up cut her off. Realizing the noise was coming from behind him, Beast Boy whipped his head around, only to find Cyborg's sonic cannon aimed directly for him.

"What -"

"Now, I'd like to think that I heard you wrong, BB," the robotic titan began, feigning a friendly tone, "but it sounded to me like you were explaining to my baby sister why a pregnancy test wouldn't work for her." Cyborg took a step closer, his weapon now inches from Beast Boy's face. "Please, correct me if I'm wrong?"

Beast Boy stared in horror at his armed teammate before him, finding that he couldn't bring himself to say anything. All that was running through his head was the fact that Cyborg just accused him of getting Raven knocked up. Meaning Cyborg was now thinking that he and Raven were sleeping together. And now he was going to die.

"You're wrong."

Beast Boy was able to register the fact that Raven was speaking, and he was able to hear what she was saying, but his brain was too busy turning all of his innocent memories with the empath into images that would never allow him to view her in the same way again.

"To be honest, Cyborg, I'm kind of insulted that you would even think that Beast Boy and I were having sex," Raven continued, obviously unphased by the changeling zoning out beside her, "and that I would be dumb enough to not use protection and risk carrying his incompetent offspring."

The slight jab at his intelligence caught his attention for a moment, but Beast Boy was still having a hard time moving past the whole "sex with Raven" thing. She had been coming to him to release some of her more intimate emotions, but the thought of getting that intimate hadn't really crossed his mind. Sure, it was natural for his mind to wander a bit whenever they'd make out, but he never consciously thought about sex - at least, not with her.

In all honesty, whenever the thought of having sex crossed his mind, he always figured it'd be with the girl that he wanted to settle down with. He hated sounding so sappy, and waiting for "the one", but he was scared that losing his virginity to just anybody would negatively affect him. He was plagued by the many animals inside of him, and often found that he couldn't suppress certain instincts. And one of his biggest fears was his potential instinct of mating for life. A bunch of the animals inside of him were subjected to that trait, and he really didn't want to risk imprinting on some sleazy fan girl that he didn't even care about. Sex was kind of a special thing, and he couldn't just do it with anybody.

So the fact that Cyborg had inadvertently suggested that Raven was Beast Boy's chosen mate was a large pill to swallow. He knew that the half-robot was unaware of the "mating for life" thing, but having him even suspect Beast Boy of liking Raven in that way was absolutely terrifying.

The sound of Cyborg's cannon firing back down knocked Beast Boy from his thoughts, and he realized idly that Raven had explained her diagnosis of Starfire to the half-robot.

"You're saying Rob got our little Star pregnant?!" he boomed, obviously just as unhappy with the thought of those two having sex. Even though those two made a hell of a lot more sense.

"It's a possibility," Raven deadpanned, somehow unphased by Cyborg's earlier accusation. Beast Boy couldn't wrap his head around it - he figured the empath would have been a bit more outraged at the suggestion of them sleeping together, despite their arrangement.

"B-but I've taken so many blood tests and urine samples, and nothing's suggested that!" the robotic titan continued, cradling his head in his hands and staring off at nothing. "And you'd think she'd at least say something!"

Raven let out an exasperated sigh, leaning back against the elevator doors in thought. Beast Boy's gaze idly wandered towards her, before he averted his eyes awkwardly. Apparently his earlier thoughts hadn't completely gone away, and looking at the empath didn't really help. Instead, he focused on the floor between them, leaning against the wall and hugging his arms to himself.

"Well, as our self-proclaimed 'big brother', I wouldn't blame her for not telling you," Raven reasoned flatly, though her voice still somehow caused a chill to run down Beast Boy's spine.

It was bad enough that Raven's arrangement with him was churning up the memory of his feelings for her, but now it felt like newer, different feelings were starting to form; feelings that weren't all too friendly, nor compatible with the whole "platonic" thing they had going on. And it made Beast Boy feel sick to his stomach.

Raven was one of his friends; they were even getting closer. Hell, they were on the verge of being best friends - and that was all he ever really wanted. A nice, stable friendship with the empath; nothing more, nothing less. But these new feelings were suggesting something else entirely.

He knew that he consciously wasn't developing a crush on her. He didn't get butterflies every time he saw her, nor did his palms sweat when they would talk. He never spent any time marveling over how beautiful she was, or wondering if he should make a move. All those feelings were just way too girly, and Beast Boy was no sap. But he had noticed that the room would light up a little any time he got her to smile, and that the sound of her laugh was completely intoxicating. But that was to be expected, wasn't it? He had yearned for years to hear that sound and see that smile, so he'd obviously enjoy the reward, wouldn't he? It wasn't as if his day depended on her reactions; he liked to think he had more of a life than that.

Sneaking another glance at the half-demon, Beast Boy felt himself freeze as their eyes locked. He had been so busy worrying about his potential crush on his teammate, that he hadn't even realized she was talking to him.

"Beast Boy?" she called, somewhat impatiently. She was no longer leaning against the elevator doors, but was instead moving closer to him. Too close, actually.

The changeling awkwardly scooted away from her, giving her a weak smile and hoping she hadn't picked up on any of his troubling emotions.

"Sorry, Rae- what were you saying?" he replied cheerfully, his smile wavering only slightly.

Raven gave him a strange look, her head cocked to the side and her violet hair falling into her face. She quickly tucked it behind her ear, though her expression remained quizzical.

"Are you feeling okay?" she questioned, giving Beast Boy an odd feeling that that hadn't been her original question.

Regardless, he attempted to smile larger.

"F-fine!" he lied, throwing in a thumbs up for good measure. "Just a little, uh, confused about the whole... Starfire thing."

"You and I both, buddy."

Beast Boy jumped at the sound of Cyborg's voice, having forgotten entirely that he was still in the hall. Both his teammates stared at him with apprehension, obviously not expecting that kind of reaction. Smiling nervously, Beast Boy attempted to divert their attention from him, and back to the problem at hand.

"So, uh, what's the plan?" he asked sheepishly.

Shaking his head absently, Cyborg sighed wearily. "Well, if I have to design some special alien pregnancy test, I'll do it - but only if it's necessary."

Raven arched her eyebrows inquisitively, completely unaware of what the half-robot was hinting at. Deciding to push his troubling thoughts away to guide his teammate in the right direction, Beast Boy swallowed nervously, before bumping Raven's shoulder.

"He means you gotta ask Star if it's even a possibility, Rae."

Raven regarded him skeptically, before a look of horror crossed over her features.

"No."

Sighing once more, Cyborg gave her a pleading look. "Come on! You're her best friend - you should know this already!"

"No," she repeated, taking a step away from her teammates. "It's none of my business -"

"It's none of my business, either, but it'd be weird if I asked!" the half-robot reasoned.

Still, Raven remained reluctant, shaking her head stoically.

"You'd be asking as her doctor, Cyborg. Not her friend." She attempted to maneuver around the two titans, apparently discarding her previous notion of getting to the med-bay.

Sensing that Cyborg was going to press her further, Beast Boy decided to intervene.

"How about making some kind of checklist for Star to fill out?" he suggested awkwardly, momentarily halting Raven's escape plan.

The empath arched her brows curiously, while Cyborg snorted in amusement.

"Ha, a what?" he laughed.

Cringing internally, Beast Boy shifted on his feet nervously. "W-well, she's been non-stop watching all those medical soap operas, right?"

Everyone knew Starfire was a big fan of anything romantic, and binge-watching soaps was now one of her favorite past-times. Every titan, aside from Robin and Kid Flash, had been subjected to an episode or two of watching the naïve, physically appealing interns pine over the Mc-Whatevers.

"So?" Raven questioned, obviously not following along. Cyborg looked just as confused as he idly scratched his temple.

"So," Beast Boy continued, praying he would be able to explain himself properly, "maybe if Cy devises some kind of 'symptoms checklist' for Star to fill out, she'd let us know if she were, you know, active, without all the awkwardness of saying it in person."

His teammates continued to stare at him blankly, and Beast Boy internally slapped himself for suggesting something so stupid. It was no wonder Raven always called him out on being an idiot - he was one.

Waiting with bated breath for them to call him out on his stupidity, Beast Boy silently shrunk back against the wall.

"That..." Cyborg began, furrowing his brow in thought, "That might actually work!"

His expression turning to one of disbelief, Beast Boy's eyes darted to Raven, wanting to gauge her reaction as well. To his surprise, she was giving him a somewhat impressed look, the corner of her mouth twitching in what he assumed to be a suppressed smirk.

"Really?" he asked sheepishly, hoping to elect some verbal agreement from the half-demon. But instead, he received a bone-cracking pat on the back from the half-robot.

"Good thinking, grass stain! You just saved me a years worth of being traumatized!"

Wondering idly if he was now paralyzed, Beast Boy gave his teammate a forced smile. "N-no problem," he winced.

Seemingly satisfied with their conclusion, Cyborg moved past the changeling and pressed the elevator button, muttering under his breath medical terms that the green titan would probably never understand. As the doors hissed closed between them, he turned his attention back to Raven, who still remained in the hall.

He was surprised to see her face twisted into a look of confusion, her brows furrowed and her lips pursed.

"You okay?" he asked warily.

Raven nodded her head absently, before shrugging uncomfortably. "I'm fine... It's just... Am I really supposed to know those kind of things about Starfire?"

Beast Boy could feel the blood rushing to his face in anticipation for the awkwardness that this conversation was bound to hold.

"Uh, usually, I guess?" he answered lamely, not entirely sure himself. After all, he wasn't a chick, so he had no idea what they did and didn't talk about.

"But that's so personal," she mumbled, obviously uncomfortable with the topic as well. "I mean, shouldn't something like that just be between her and Robin? We have no business in knowing, unless of course in a situation like this. But even then, we have no way of knowing we'd ever be in a situation like this."

Her eyes suddenly darted up from the floor to meet his, and Beast Boy's earlier panic returned as he idly noticed how pretty her eyes were. Quickly shaking away those thoughts, he took the liberty of breaking their locked gazes and focusing on the floor instead.

"Well, if you both don't like talking about that kinda thing, then you don't have to," he shrugged, feeling his blush intensify as he tried in vain to think about anything other than sex and Raven.

"I just never knew it was an option," she deadpanned, before letting out a dry, humorless chuckle. "Though, it's not like I have anything to say on the subject - I don't have a boyfriend or anything."

Beast Boy knew that Raven didn't consider him a boyfriend, nor did he consider her a girlfriend, but just hearing it out loud made his chest tighten uncomfortably. He knew that their arrangement was devoid of feelings and romance, but for her to just nonchalantly brush him off like that stung. Even though it really shouldn't have.

Raven let out another laugh at his silence, shaking her head in amusement. "You see, I can't even talk about this kind of stuff with you without making things awkward - how the hell am I expected to talk about it with her?"

Beast Boy lifted his gaze from the floor questioningly, confused on what his teammate had meant.

"Aren't you and Star closer than you and me?" he asked hesitantly, unsure of what he wanted her answer to be.

Raven rolled her eyes fondly, obviously finding his confusion humorous. "Not when it comes to stuff like this," she smirked, giving him a pointed look. "I think our arrangement has given us both some perspective on intimacy as a whole, in a weird kind of way."

Again, Beast Boy felt the need to look away from her, though he managed to muddle through it. "I guess," he agreed halfheartedly.

Raven nodded stoically, apparently satisfied with the conversation. "Right, well, I think I'm going to pour myself a fresh cup of tea; I'll see you later."

With that, she swiftly turned away from him and headed down the hall, leaving Beast Boy to wallow in his confusion as he slumped back against the wall.

"Ugh, not again," he muttered to himself. Apparently, Old Beast Boy wasn't buried deep enough.

Well, this could turn out bad! Lol

Hopefully he can get those feelings in check, before Raven picks up on them - I mean, that could seriously put a damper on the whole friendship thing they got going on. And I hate that cliche of "guys and girls can't be just friends", since I have plenty of guy friends, but when it comes to BB and Rae, it's freaking gospel to me lol. They are totes meant to be.

So I'm in a similar situation to Starfire right now - bedridden, feeling lousy, and not knowing what the hell is wrong with me (totally not pregnant, though lmao), and I've also taken the liberty of binge-watching Grey's Anatomy and diagnosing myself. Pretty sure I'm dying lol - but I'll leave that to the professionals. Anywhoo, hopefully this means I'll have more time to write, and update my stories haha.

Anyways, leave a review? We passed 100 and I forgot to thank you guys, so here is my belated thank you! You're all the best! :P