-+-A Thousand Shades of Gray-+-
+The Shade of Risque Affairs+
"When I asked to be taken
and shown another side
I never asked to be forsaken
Or thrown into a different ride …"
-Me!
"Miss Roth … Miss Roth please wake up … Miss Roth …"
Raven groaned at the feel of soft hands pressed against her shoulder gently shaking her back into the real world sucking her away from her dark sanctuary … actually she was rather surprised she didn't have any nightmares. Surprised that she didn't wake up rattled and shaken, sweating bullets, or screaming for that matter … her violet eyes opened. Finding herself staring up into large doe brown eyes, caring and nurturing, young … as a matter of fact … she must have been the same age as herself. Wearing the classic French maid's uniform, the young woman wore glasses and her blond hair was pulled up into a neat bun.
Raven wouldn't have been surprised if that was the dress code along with the black stockings and black flats, slowly sitting up, Raven sighed and smoothed back her messy violet hair, and in a hoarse voice asked, "What time is it?"
"7:35 am Miss Roth, about half an hour before breakfast," informed the young maid.
"Breakfast?" Raven asked still trying to catch up with herself, not being a very good-morning person she leaned against the glass window, remembering that she had fallen asleep at the bay window. Glancing out into the sunny morning and hating how the sunlight shined through she turned away and instead glared at the ground, her appetite not even there, "I'm not hungry … but I guess it would be rude for a guest to skip out huh?"
The maid smiled shyly and nodded, "I suppose … if you would like to get ready, I took the liberty of putting all your things in order within the closet, just over there."
She gestured to the single door to Raven's left and Raven had to narrow her eyes in confusion, "My … things?"
"Yes," the maid nodded again, "I entered your room and found two suitcases and about four racks of clothing, and many shoes scattered among your room … oh … but, if you'd have rather done so yourself … or wanted to sort through anything to be sure if anything was missing, I could just –"
"No, no, that's … um … fine …" Raven blinked a few more times then shook her head, "but … I think you got the wrong girl… I should only have one suitcase. Those other things … I think they were a mistake, maybe they belong to the lady of the house."
The maid shook her head, "I assure you, they are all yours, it came with a note saying that it was gift from the lady of the house … I suppose she likes you … she only gives lavishing gifts to those she sees deserving."
Gifts … gee … I only come here last night and I'm already receiving gifts? Raven got to her feet and gulped with an unsure sigh, "Um … okay … what kind of breakfast is this? Formal?"
"Casual."
"Thanks …" Raven made her way to the "closet" and opened it to see it was a walk in and there was no way in HELL that there was only four racks of clothing sent to her! The room was about as big as maybe the Titan bathroom, maybe bigger … but it was filled with clothes and shoes and various other accessories any other normal girl would kill for! Big names in the fashion industry as well: Dior, Gucci, Versace, Louis Vuitton, Fendi, and everything in between! Now, Raven wasn't a fashion expert, but hell … she just felt this was all a little much. All she could say was: "Whoa …"
The maid, stepped in, as if unfazed by all the designer clothing and started to give Raven a tour of her own closet, "Over here is the casuals, over there are the formals, ball gowns, etc, and there are your semi-formals and –"
"I get it," Raven stopped her with a raise of her hand and massaged her temples to try and keep an approaching headache at bay, "where's the breakfast going to be?"
"Oh … um …" the maid walked out of the closet and pointed out the bay window, "You see that stable over there? The master is actually having a meeting with a few of his colleges about the business of his horses over there. Where there's this beautiful coy pond, the meeting will be over by the time we head out, but you must hurry. It's almost time."
"… Right …" Raven sighed again and leaned against the thrush-hold of the closet, "I'll be right out … just give me a minute."
"Of course, I'll be right outside waiting to escort you."
((--The Hallway--))
The maid stood out in the hall, hands clasped in front of her, her doe brown eyes trained to the marbled floor … until she heard footsteps coming from the young master's room. Now … she knew the rules … once she sees her better she is to greet them with a curtsy and that's what she did when the handsome young master looked her way. He was dressed in a raspberry pinstriped long sleeved button up with the top two left undone, even a dress black jacket, black slacks and matching shoes. Looking so professional and suave, his incredible onyx eyes narrowed on her and the maid's blush turned even darker.
Discreetly her hands clenched one another trying not to nervously fidget as the young master approached her. Slowly, purposefully, stalking her until he came up beside her and it was then that she realized just how intimidating his strong frame was. Gulping hard, but still trying to be discreet about her nervousness, she nearly jumped when she felt his breath on her skin as he whispered her name, "You're Camille … aren't you?"
"Ah …" she gasped her eyes bugged out behind her glasses and she shuttered with a weak nod, "Ye-ye-yes … Ma-Master Ro …"
"Hey, hey … relax cutie … I'm not gonna bite … at least not too hard …" Robin grinned and with his finger he turned her head up to look at him, her face totally red, her mouth fell agape at how close they were, she could smell him, fresh and oh-so tantalizing. Her nails were practically digging into the palm of her hands desperately trying to regain control, fearing that she would be fired if the master of the house caught her and his son in such a state. So close, his lips hovered over hers in a teasing sense as his hand gently went up to pull out the pin to let her hair fall from it's bun to mid-back.
She whimpered and closed her eyes when he ran his fingers through her hair, her head tilting back to follow his hand, biting down on her lower lip she let out a small hiss as his other hand found it's way to the back of her neck. Holding her head in place she released the tight hold on her hands and brought them up to rest on his chest, trying to feel his heart beat as she breathlessly whispered, "I'm … not sure … if this is right …"
"Shh …" he kissed her cheek and trailed down to the crook of her neck, "… most things in life aren't … but that's the fun of it …"
"Master Robin … I …"
Click!
Raven's door opened and Camille's eyes once again bugged out when she heard the door open and she let out a sudden yelp when Robin licked her flesh. Immediately pulling away from him and bringing her arms up to shield her still clothed body, yet feeling ever so exposed with her heated face and body. She stared at Robin's grinning face in shock, then at Raven's dry emotionless expression and turned and ran, yelling back, "I'm so sorry!"
Robin leaned on the wall next to Raven and slipped on his mask before Raven turned to him her stoic expression still set in place as she observed the triumphant smirk on the thief's face. Seeming as if he had just won a million dollars, she moved out into the hall and closed her door heavily. Nearly slamming it as she stuffed her thumbs in the pockets of her jeans, "Fraternization between master and servant … is it just me or isn't there a rule against that kind of thing?"
Robin snickered as he lead her towards the back patio in order to get to the coy pond next to the stables, "What? Jealous?"
"Not even in her dreams," Raven sneered and looked away from him, instead choosing to observe the massive home which Robin took her on a nonverbal tour of.
"Darn, I guess I gotta try harder next time huh?"
"Why waste your energy?" Raven glanced up at him through her combed violet hair that fell to cover her eyes. Jerking her head around to get the cowlick away from her line of sight into Robin's masked eyes, she tilted her head, "Honestly, if you're going to make a girl like me jealous, it's gonna take more than a servant to stir things up."
"Oh … I see your angle," Robin snickered and without expecting it, Raven suddenly found herself up against the wall with Robin's hands on either side of her hea, palms pressed flat against said wall. Looming over her and staring at her in an almost frightening determination he said, "games are above you, you like things to be more direct and … aggressive … I mean … you are a demon, right?"
He said it so casually … so nonchalantly … so … carefree … that it just pissed her off.
What the hell did he know about demons?!
Cold, cruel violet eyes glared into that mask of his; trying to control her rage, her frustration, her anger … Raven just couldn't understand what it was about this bastard that set her off on so many different levels it wasn't even funny! It was just … she found it odd that every little thing he did, every little move he made, every word that came out of his mouth impacted her so deeply it made her loose control. Now, Raven was a woman who prided herself in having complete and utter control over her life and especially emotions.
So every time he – Red X, Robin, whoever the hell he went by – found a new way to trigger the dark-side of her.
It pissed her off.
Not only because he found a weak-spot to her emotional control system.
But because she berated herself for even loosing to an idiot like him!
She wasn't aware of how long they were standing there … or how long she had been glaring at him, but she gasped when she felt his arm wrap around her waist. Melting her into his embrace, flush against his body with his breath hot her neck, a hand slyly slithered into her hair, twirling it and pulling her even closer, tilting her head back at just the right angle for him to hover just centimeters above her lips. Raven was stunned speechless … not because she was embarrassed or at how braver – or stupid – he was, or at his sudden aggression … but speechless from the overflow of intense forceful emotions pushed onto her.
They weren't hers … they were his.
And it wasn't anything like she was expecting.
It wasn't lustful or playful in anyway … it wasn't even arrogant or egotistical.
Despite his charming, mischievous smirk … Raven felt, deep down in the inner darkest corners of his heart … she experienced his life summoned up in one word.
Turmoil …
Like he was going through hell and there was no way out … he was drowning … slowly dieing … slowly loosing hope.
Why?
Why … she thought so faintly that she herself couldn't deduce whether or not it was really her own thoughts …
Distracted by thinking about his heart, the thief had made a move to close the gap and steal a kiss. However, underestimated her by thinking she was just another hormonally driven girl that couldn't resist being swept off her feet by a mysterious-mask-wearing charmer. The moment he crossed the line – well, he already crossed it – but the moment he went over the edge, she snapped back to her old self, gritting her teeth she growling, "Get your filthy hands off me, you deluded pervert!"
And life went on …
He laughed light-heartedly in her ear, "What makes you think I'm such a perv?"
"Well for one thing you were all over that girl! I'm not one of your victims!" Raven struggled free from his grasp and put a finger in his face. Shaking off the turmoil feeling in the pit of her gut, focusing on his cocky grin – but still finding it hard to concentrate on being mad – she pointed warningly and glared heatedly, knowing the perfect way out of her slightly dazed state of mind, she scowled, "Don't you ever touch me again, if you want to get off on anyone, go finish what you started with that maid I'm sure she'd love for you to chase after her."
Raven hated herself for saying it … it just made her sound jealous – which she wasn't!
Robin laughed again and leaned on the wall, crossing his arms over his chest he shook his head, "You're really unbelievable angel, truly something else."
Raven put her hands on her hips, the dark blue peasant blouse – hint: the irony – with the white laces on the edges of the long bell sleeves, glaring at the thief she scowled, "I don't see anything so funny about this."
"But it is! You really are jealous …"
"You're absurd! There's nothing I can or even will be jealous of!"
"Then why are you getting all worked up?"
"Because you're twisting everything I say to fit in with your ludicrous theories that I'm insecure when it comes to you and other women!" Raven huffed and shook her head, realizing just how stupid the conversation was she continued on down the hall, "I am not having this discussion with you."
Robin followed her, but only because he had to lead her to the picnic at the stables, hands in his pockets he strolled with her a teasing smirk on his face, "The only reason why I was on Camille was because I knew she was easily embarrassed and would have run away eventually even if you hadn't have come out. She would have shown you the wrong way to the stables … trust me … she's new."
"…" Raven ignored him and chose instead to occupy her attention with the marbled design on the floor, that is, until Robin lead her outside to the grand patio with stairs leading down to a large vast perfectly green courtyard. However, it wasn't out there that he was going to usher her through as he lead her down the flat Spanish steps, directing her to the stone steps just off to the right. The stone steps resting in a nest of pine trees that reached up so high it blocked out the sun giving it a very shady, very breezy stroll.
She felt it was supposed to be one of those places where time stood still if only for a second, she was familiar to it, the courtyard at Azarath's palace were pretty much the same. The illusion of tranquility in a chaotic per – er – world … Raven bowed her head to stare at the ground as she walked, Turmoil … pain … suffering … what would he know about any of those … maybe I was just feeling myself and suspecting it was coming from him … through the corner of her eye. She glanced up at the thief and didn't know that he was looking down at her under his mask … although … she felt that connection and immediately looked away.
There were things in life that were better left unknown.
X's past …
Was one of those things that Raven knew would destroy her if she knew about it.
Because then … she wouldn't be able to see him as an enemy anymore.
She'd see him as human … as a person she could possibly befriend and relate to … she'd see him as … touchable.
So … in away she preferred it when he was being a complete bastard … it helped her hate him even more … but then again … in the back of her mind there would always be that inevitable curiosity.
Before she knew it the stroll ended and they were coming towards two willow trees just off the side of the coy pond the maid was talking about. In between the two was a table with a beautiful white lace table top and Lola sitting with Leon both conversing and smiling happily. Obviously enjoying their little setting as a few servants stood here and there to tend to their every need. Then, Lola turned to them, her vibrant blue eyes and lovely face lighting up even more so as she watched her son and his friend walk up to the table, "So glad for the two of you to join us, granted 20 minutes late, but who's counting? Please, sit."
Raven reached out for her own chair, but Robin surprised her by pulling the chair out for her, eyeing him suspiciously she moved in and he pushed her chair in for her as she sat next to Lola. He's acting … Raven convinced herself to believe as Robin took his place next to Raven and since the table was in a circle he was next to his father … and between them a spark of immense tension lit up only that side of the table only. Apparently, Lola's determination to have this breakfast go smoothly was stronger to counter the animosity. Raven cleared her throat and tried to remember how to dine in the presences of high-class society.
It's been awhile, but she was pretty sure she remembered and grabbed her napkin, opening it and resting it gently upon her lap she glanced at Lola's hostess smile and opened her mouth, "Mrs. Xander … um … this is going to sound odd, but, the clothes in my room … were you the one to really give them to me?"
"Yes," Lola nodded, "I hope you approve, I tried to order things that were something close to what your sense of style was when I saw you last night. Not much of an observation, but I hope they are to your liking."
Raven hated it when the hosts were truly trying to be nice and not just faking it. It didn't help when she wanted to detach herself from their world. Nervously staring at the table, she looked back up at Lola and sighed, "It's not that I don't like them, I appreciate your kindness, but it's just … it's too much … we hardly know each other and –"
"Oh, please, don't be so modest!" Lola placed a gentle hand on her own and smiled brightly, "I wanted to do it … as an apology for what you had to see last night."
Geez … this is X's mother? She's too nice! Raven thought with an inward shrug as she nodded and decided to let the subject die as Leon gestured for the servants to bring in the breakfast meals. The food … despite Raven's lack of appetite was good. Even if she only just picked on it here and there to appease Lola so she wouldn't be so concerned.
Breep!
Breep!
Breep!
"Crap …" Robin mumbled to himself and got up from the table without excusing himself and answered a cell phone within his left jacket pocket, "Hello? … Actually, you did. … Now? Fine … just give me time to – hello?"
Leon glared at his son's disturbance, "Robin?"
Robin flipped the phone shut and just stood there for a second, putting the cell phone back in his pocket. He turned around and glanced at everyone in the table, lingering on Raven he smirked, but Raven knew it was fake as he walked up to her, "You ever been on a horse before?"
"Robin," Lola blinked at her son, "I don't think that's a good idea, she's not even dressed for that kind of activity, neither are you."
She was ignored, and Raven shot him a dry look, "Not Earth bound horses … but I understand the similar concepts. Why?"
He held out his hand for her to take, "Wanna go for a ride?"
Lola stood up, "Robin! She just ate, give her time to settle."
Raven tilted her head, "I think you should listen to your mother."
"Don't be such a stiff," he grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet and practically dragged her towards the stables. Raven let out an annoyed growl, but followed anyway, figuring she'd get some answers to that suspicious phone call if they were alone.
Lola was going to follow them to stop them, but Leon stopped her, "Leave them alone Lola, you know that boy doesn't give a damn what we tell him anymore."
"But don't you think it's kind of odd he pulled her away from the table after a phone call? What if he's in trouble?"
Leon sighed, "He played a prank on the Dago Family and came here because of it, I think that's trouble enough for now."
Lola put a hand to her heart and sat back on her chair in defeat.
Walking up to the stables, Raven skeptically eyed X, "Okay, what was with the phone call?"
He shook his head "No –"
"Yo! Rob!" up at the stables Otto waved them up and Raven figured that it was Otto that called X as he gestured for them to hurry, they did. At least Raven did, but as she did hurry she felt a sudden prick in the back of her neck.
"Ah …" stopping, not because it hurt, but just because she didn't expect it and shot a hand to the back of her neck, rubbing it she pulled her hand back to see if it was bleeding … but nothing.
X stopped beside her and raised a curious brow, "Something wrong?"
"No … I just thought I felt a bee sting …" Raven shrugged.
X snorted, "Probably just your imagination, there's not a bee in sight, come on."
Raven chose to ignore him and continued to rub the back of her neck as she entered the stables where Otto smirked, "Well if it isn't my favorite couple, having fun at the getaway palace?"
"Shut up," X sneered, "what do you want?"
"Tada! I think I found the antidote to the Elixir in her system, but the only way to find out for sure is if I test it … the worse that could happen is she passes out. Check it out!" From his pocket he pulled out a hypodermic needle and handed it to X. Raven stared at it for a moment and suddenly her vision doubled, the world spun out and she couldn't make heads or tails with up and down. Falling onto one of the horses' gates, the horse inside reared up and let out a frightened shriek.
The rest of the horses followed when Raven slid to the floor and held both her hands to her neck … that leash … it tightened again … and it was hurting so badly it wasn't even funny! Coughing, trying to breath, feeling the fire returning, she felt someone's arm wrap around her waist to hold her up. The voice of Otto echoed in her head, "Give me the needle Rob …"
Numb … so numb … she felt nothing, but sensed the needle pierce her arm … chocking, Raven's eyes rolled back as she fell limp in whoever's arms she was in, "Tired my dear?"
Raven didn't want to, she didn't want to open her eyes … didn't want to see the darkness she knew she was in … trapped with her father … she didn't want to open her eyes. So she laid still, on the cold unforgiving ground, curled up trying ever so hard to hide the black collar around her neck, trying to pull it off. No use … it was her brand and her father knew it, she whimpered weakly, "Stop it … please! Leave me alone!"
"You know I can't do that … what kind of father would I be to leave my child alone in such a cruel world?"
He was mocking her, "You're twisted!"
"I'm a demon … and my dearest daughter … so are you, it pains me to see you keep your full potential locked away so tight, just because you're afraid of it …"
"…"
"Daughter. Look at me when I'm talking to you!" suddenly yanked to her feet and forced to stare at her father, with his powers alone he dragged her closer to him and up to his level, his heated red eyes demanding something of hers that she could never give without being forced, "No child of mine shall know fear or deny her heritage. You're a demon … start acting like one!"
He threw her back and she was knocked out of the darkness, back into reality … yet … not completely … her eyes bled over pitch black, and her aura erupted in a frightening display of power. The stable shook, the horses whined in fear, going crazy trying to escape the evil that was born within their home. X and Otto backed up, X taking a fighting stance, startling Otto, "Man, what the hell are you doing? The-the antidote, it'll take affect soon! If it doesn't work she'll just pass out, I promise!"
"It's not going to work Otto, just get down somewhere and stay down. Let me handle this." Raven floated off the ground, staring at X she watched Otto make a run for the exit, she held out a hand to slam the doors shut, but much to her utter surprise her powers weren't working. Although she was floating she allowed Otto to get away and changed her target on X who carefully maneuvered around her to give himself a little more room to deal with her, "Alright Angel, here's the deal … unless you want to wake up tomorrow with a major migraine, control yourself."
His warning was lost in translation as she floated back down to the ground and with unnatural speed she rushed X and with an open palm she slammed it into his chest. Or at least, would have, if he hadn't have side-stepped her and jammed his knee into her gut winding her and dropping her on her hands and knees. The move should have been enough to knock her out, but in her state of mind, she was back on her feet and squaring off with the nimble thief.
Back flipping to avoid a kick to her side of her head, Raven stayed crouched on the ground and glared at X who showed no sign of backing down. Rushing him, she swept the floor from under him, but he jumped and dodged a kick to his side then leaned back when she went in for a punch. Only before she pulled away he grabbed her wrist and yanked her off balance, for a moment staring at her nails he realized that she wasn't trying to punch him.
Her nails were long and sharp … claws … she was going to surgically remove his face!
Movement, her other hand tipped and pointed she thrust it forward to stab into his chest, but he grabbed that hand and twisted her around so her back was against his chest and her arms were crossed in front of her. She hissed and X got a perfect glance at the glistening pearly white fangs in her mouth, "Ooo-kay … you asked for it."
Spinning her out like a ballroom waltz, it was anything but as he pulled her back and harshly kicked the side of her head. Letting her go and watching her skid across the stable grounds till she came to a stop and stayed still for a good minute. X sighed in relief and walked up to her as Otto poked his head back into the stables, "Is it over?"
"Just … stay out there for a sec Otto," X gestured and knelt next to Raven … reaching out to feel her pulse, he stilled when she groaned and brought a hand – a non-clawed hand – up to feel the side of her head.
"Ooo … my head …"
X chuckled, "I tried to warn you Angel."
Raven's violet eyes turned up to X's masked face and she frowned as she tried to sit up, but cried out in more shock then pain when her abdomen protested the movement, "Ah …! Wha-what happened …?"
"Oh, you kind a flipped out on me is all."
"…" Raven tried to sit up again and this time with the help of X did she actually get on her feet, which was when she remembered, "Otto … where's –"
"Right here," Otto walked in and Raven was relieved to see that she hadn't have hurt him … not exactly remembering what really happened, she just knew if it took X to bring her down hard, then she must have been dangerous enough to kill. Otto snickered, "Okay … that's the last time I guess if anything works … I'm still trying to find that antidote … I'll be back to check on things. Sorry for the trouble."
X sneered, "Just get out of here before anyone sees you."
"Going."
Otto left, and Raven looked herself over, "I'm a mess …"
"That's nothing; we'll just say you fell off the horse."
Raven shot him a dry look even in her state of confusion, "Most unlikely, if riding a griffin is anything the same as riding a horse then I highly doubt I would fall."
X tilted his head curiously, "Those things exist?"
"… Most things in life do …" Raven answered cryptically and was about to exit the stables but sensed X wasn't following her. Turning around to find him no where near her, in fact he was going over to one of the horses cages trying to steady its crazed state of mind. Raven frowned and crossed her arms over her chest, "What are you doing?"
"I told Lola that we were going to ride … might as well stick to the story."
Raven jerked her head back, "Wait … wha …?"
Back down at the pond, Lola sipped her tea wearily, never minding the taste as she stared at the waters to try and calm herself down as she worriedly glanced up at the stables. Her husband across from her working on what looked to be a crossword puzzle in the newspaper, she sighed and put her tea down, "Leon, they've been gone for an awfully long time … should we check them? Maybe something happened …"
"Mm-hm … that's lovely dear," Leon said absentmindedly, Lola narrowed her blue eyes on her husband as he finally looked up and asked, "What is the term used to express a cute sort of pain that leaves you breathless?"
Lola rolled her eyes exasperatedly and turned back to stare at the rippling water, "A crush."
Leon blinked then looked down and counted the boxes with the letters then nodded in approval and wrote it in the slot. Lola shook her head and to quench her worries she drank her tea, that is, until she heard the faint sound of galloping hooves. Looking up, even Leon looked up and expressed impressiveness when he saw Raven on a horse, controlling it and racing his son across the field, "Well … now would you look at that … see, nothing to worry about."
Lola's worries escaped her as she watched her son maneuver his horse to circle Raven, looking like he was having so much fun she sat back in her chair, and smiled, "I guess he was probably just teaching her how to ride … she looks like she's fallen off on more then one count."
"Fallen?" Leon scoffed, "She rides like a pro!"
"Well something must have happened because she's – oh my!" Lola leaned on the table. Her blue eyes twinkling like every time she gossiped about something she's just figured out, Leon humored her and listened as she whispered – even if the need wasn't necessary, "You don't think that Robin's actually courting her do you?"
Leon's shoulders slumped as he eyed his wife seriously, "Lola, we are still discussing the same Robin here, correct?"
"I don't know," Lola placed a hand to her heart as she turned to watch her son trot next to Raven who seemed to give him a sort of mysterious smile. Her long violet hair cascading down the length of her back and her violet eyes twinkling under the bright sunlight, Lola giggled, "it's been a year or so Leon … things change … maybe he has."
"Not this boy."
"He's 19, Leon."
Leon raised a brow, "Really? I thought he was 16 … I suppose we should tell him about the Annual Celebration of Worlds gathering tomorrow."
Lola shook her head and stood up from the table, flagging the couple over with a napkin, Raven noticed and gestured for Robin to turn around, "You think they bought the act?"
Robin smirked, "Yep … and now you'll be invited … let's go."
Raven jerked her head back, "Invited? To what?"
"The Annual Celebration of Worlds tomorrow, where the Who's-Who and the Filthy Rich will be there to gossip about the death of Raven the Teen Titan."
"A Celebration?" Raven narrowed her eyes in suspicion, "Would that mean you'll have to take off your mask?"
Robin chuckled, "Not really … the party's always a masquerade."
Raven rolled her eyes when he began to laugh at her disappointment, "How convenient."
"Don't cha think?"
((--))
Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans, but Leon, Lola, Otto, Jamie, and Camille I do own … and the poem above is mine as well, but other than that I don't own the Teen Titans
A/N: AAAAHHHH!!!! I would have honestly updated this sooner, but stupid fanfiction was being an ass and ... O.o ... you know what, I'm not going to stress over it, but, because I feel crappy about leaving you guys for a while, I'll spoil you and say, the Titans second debut within this story is coming up … but it's not who you think and don't worry X doesn't like Camille, I just thought it would be funny to put in that little scene to express how risqué X can be. Besides … with X's character in the series he just struck me as the type to cause trouble that way. Oh … yeah … and the antidote part, keep that in mind because it'll pop up again.
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