This is probably going to be a short one shot.
Allow me to introduce the evil plot bunnies:
Plot bunny number one: I'm the bunny of love!
Plot bunny number two: I'm the plot bunny of randomness!
Plot bunny number three: And I'm the plot bunny of hyper-ness!
All three: WE'RE THE EVIL PLOT BUNNIES OF DOOOOOM!
Man. I need chocolate.
Standard disclaimer on profile.
EDIT: Story taken out of my profile (it was a stand alone one-shot) and added to this collection.
Remember:
"Talking"
Thoughts, or as noted, flashbacks.
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Of Dreams and Reality
By Ryuu no Taiyo
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Raven stood, her cape lying on the ground beside her, in the darkness; the silent haven that was her room was completely immersed in it. There was light only every few seconds with the passing lightning, and thunder was heard soon after. Her hand was pressed on the cold glass as she stared hypnotically at the raindrops. It had been raining straight for three days, but this was the first thunderstorm.
Raven was in a flight of joy: she adored lightning. The sheer power of it fascinated her, as she had never seen it on Azarath, her home-dimension. Her mind quietly went back towards her childhood in Azararth. Then the first time she saw lightning. She had been fascinated.
Since her stay on earth, she had seen a lot of thunder and lightning, but it never lost the admiration she felt for it.
Sighing, she listened to the quiet air that hung; interrupted only by the sound falling rain has on windows and roofs, and the occasional passing of thunder.
"You know…if you count the seconds between the thunder and the lightning, who can calculate the number of kilometres that tells you how far they are." Said a familiar voice behind her.
Raven turned her head around slightly, and discerned BeastBoy's shape in the shadows.
"Hey." He said, smiling, his voice quiet, "You're door was open so…"
Raven looked at in, her eyes softer than usual.
"It's ok. You'll live." She waited for a few moments, enjoying the rolling sound of thunder as it passed by. "It's late…why are you still up?"
"Keeps waking me up." He motioned the window, where you could see the rain storm rage on.
Raven turned around and looked at the window.
"You really like it, don't you?"
"Huh?" Raven asked, wondering what he was talking about…
"The storm…the night…I mean, no offence, you're pretty dark so it's kind of normal you'd like this better than sunshine…but you like lightning a lot, right?"
Raven frowned pensively, understanding what he meant. She was a Goth empath, so it was more or less normal that she preferred anything dark to anything light. What he was trying to ask is if she really enjoyed the lightning more than usual, or what was expected to come with the stereotype she occasional embodied.
"Yes…I really do like these storms…"
BeastBoy gave a breath of relief. He thought her silence was a silent threat, but now that she had spoken, he could relax a little.
Decided that the silence between them was a bit awkward, he left with a cheery 'goodnight', heading to the main room to get something to drink.
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Later on that night, Raven felt arms creep around her stomach. They were warm…
"Is that you, BeastBoy?" Raven said, and to her own surprise, there was no irritation in her voice. Instead, there was a softness she could not identify ever have feeling or heard in her own voice before.
BeastBoy whose head was on her shoulder, staring sideways at her affectionately, answered a quiet 'yeah'.
Raven, who inwardly was at loss and confused, simply let him hold her from behind as she felt herself relax.
"The rain is so nice…I love the noise it makes…" She felt her arm go to touch the glass once again.
BeastBoy grinned.
"It's beautiful…but not as beautiful as you…" he cracked a corny joke on purpose.
A slightly irritated, slightly amused smile graced her face for a couple of moments.
"You and you're stupid jokes…"
"You like them anyways…" he said cockily.
"Maybe…maybe not…" she said slightly.
What's going on…Why is BeastBoy hugging me? He's touching me for crying out loud! Nobody should be touching me…Why…can't I…move…away?
She was confused. Why couldn't she move away? Why wasn't the room exploding?
Where was the presumed apocalypse that would happen if she felt too much emotion?
"Hey…" BeastBoy said, his arms releasing their hold slightly, giving Raven a few moments to adjust standing on her own. He took her hand and turned her around slightly.
Since when is BeastBoy my height? She thought vaguely.
She could feel his gaze boring through her eyes.
"What is it?" Raven asked quietly.
What's he going to say?
"I…"
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Raven jerked upward, her eyes open in shock.
"Oh my god…" she whispered, "It was just a dream…Just a dream…"
She looked around her, breathing heavily. She was in her room, but not in her bed. Rather, she was lying right next to her window, wrapped in her cloak. How had she gotten there? Outside her window, the sun was rising in its glory, the sky completely devoid of clouds, shining a glorious crystal blue.
She covered her forehead with one arm, trying to recall the last few events…
"BeastBoy came into my room…It's all so blurry…When did the dream start? When did I fall asleep?" she asked aloud.
She could find no answer however.
She decided she needed tea. It would help clear her mind. Then she'd meditate. Then she'd focus sorting out her dreams and reality.
She got up, walked out of her room after tying on her cloak and went through the corridor towards the main room.
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Of dreams and reality…
It makes me so confused…
Where's the boundary?
Where are the rules?
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And…I might post another chapter, describing BeastBoy's POV of that night…and it might shed some light on you poor, confused children… (grin)
Ryuu no Taiyo