[A/N] Hoots-this is for you. Your wish is my command. I'm ignoring my Macbeth presentation and blog and poetry homework just for you. I expect that cherry to be fedex-ed. (jk. kinda) Also, thanks to Noradiana and The Dark Side Has Yaoi for reviewing. It really helps me to get on top of stuff and write this. So, oddly, I'm taking a small break from angst with this chapter. I promise not to do that too much. I plan on this getting pretty dark. So that's a future warning.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans. Wow this is redundant. I feel like Bart Simpson stuck in detention. I don't own the Teen Titans. I don't own the Teen Titans….I do own this plot though.

[Previously:]

He looked up in shock, as his face peered out across the darkness at him. This had to be a trick. Some sort of sick, twisted trick.

"What? No longer feeling suicidal?" He watched himself laugh and raise his gun.

*BANG*

*BANG*

*BAN-

[NOW.]

*BANG*

Starfire stood facing Robin's door, her hand resting on the cool metal. She wondered if she should knock again, after all, Robin could be sleeping. She had seen the dark circles that had made their home under his eyes, and the red lines that stretched across his pupils as of late. He needed rest, that she knew. But he also needed his leg checked, and she had enthusiastically volunteered to be the one to check Robin out. Yes, she nodded; she quite enjoyed checking Robin out.

"Robin?" Her voice was a raised whisper.

Robin stirred inside, the voice pulling him completely out of the nightmare and into his dimly lit room. Sleep caked the corner of his eyes, and his throat felt hoarse with unheard cries. Slowly, he pushed himself away from his desk and leaned back in his chair, eyes focused beyond the ceiling. His arms hung limp by his sides, unable to gather the strength to wrap them around his shivering body.

Outside the room Starfire pressed her cheek against the door, listening for any sorts of movement. Surely friend-Robin had not left the room without the rest of them knowing. Maybe, she thought, maybe I should go in there, just to make sure dear Robin is o of the kay. Her left hand reached for the keypad that would let her in, when, suddenly a memory returned to her. She remembered accidently walking into Beast Boy's room after hearing pained sounds one night, only to find him-oh my! A deep red flush caught around the edges of her cheeks and spread. She certainly did not want to interrupt Robin if he was indecent, did she? Her hand was already entering her code before she realized what she was doing.

"Eep!" Oh no! No! Her eyes grew wide. She would not enter friend-Robins room without his permission…or if he does not answer this time. Yes, she decided, if Robin does not respond, then she would have a valid reason to go inside. She nodded and called out one last time.

"Robin? Friend Robin?" Her voice was a little less than a whisper, secretly hoping no response would come.

Robin heard the words faintly whispered at his door, and his breath caught. Starfire. Unbidden the remnants of his most recent dream collided with the past ones. Before his eyes he saw his friend die at his hands over and over.

A single, salty drop wove a path down his cheek.

"Starfire…" His choked voice found its way to the alien's ears outside the door.

Her vibrant green eyes widened at the sound of her friends voice, and she decided that her name was all the permission she needed to enter.

The door opened with a whoosh, and Starfire was greeted with the sight of her friend slumped over at his desk, arms by his side, eyes staring past the computer screen in front of him.

"Friend Robin? I have come to check on your leg." She moved closer to him with each word until she stood right beside him. "Friend Robin?" She rested her palm on his shoulder hoping to bring him out of his stupor.

When he felt the heaviness rest on his body, he reacted. Jumping out of his chair, he held on to the hand and twisted it around. Before he realized who he had attacked, Starfire was pinned up against the wall next to the door. Her face pressed into the cool metal, her arm wrenched up against her back.

"Robin! Robin please!" Starfire was confused as to why exactly her friend was attacking her.

For a second longer Robin held her there, and then realized what he was doing and stumbled back, his arms outstretched in an apology.

"Oh, God, Star. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean…" His masked eyes avoided hers as she turned around slowly. She was shaken. Her green eyes full of confusion and worry.

"Friend Robin, I do not understand. I know we must be ready for an attack at any time, but…" She spoke quietly and rubbed her wrist where Robin had wrenched it behind her.

"I know, Star. I'm so, so sorry. I didn't know it was you. I thought it was…someone else." His hands made some motion in an attempt to explain without actually doing so. It was bad enough having Raven know about his nightmares, but Starfire knowing was something else entirely. He didn't want her seeing him vulnerable. He didn't want his team seeing him losing it, either. Because, he thought, he was losing it a little, if he attacked Starfire like that. Maybe he should call Alfred…

"Who?" Starfire apparently forgot her pain and confusion. She was now curious. If that had not been a test of her skills, then who was Robin expecting to attack him in his room?

"Uh..It's not important." She wasn't buying it. "Really." He added. And when she looked like she might press it further, he let himself put a little weight on his injured leg and stumbled a bit. It was cheap, he knew, but it worked.

Starfire saw him stagger and moved forward to steady him, but tripped over the forgotten chair on the floor. Her momentum caused them both to fall onto the ground, Starfire landing directly on top of him, her face inches from his own. Her lips inches from his. Robin forgot to breathe and Starfire breathed in deeply. This was…enjoyable. She quite liked this position. She would have to make sure chairs were in her way more often.

Robin was having issues on his end from lack of oxygen.

"Hey, Star?"

"Yes, Robin?"

"…"

"Hmm?"

"So…um…why did you come in?"

"You said my name." She smiled and looked as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.

"Right. Right. But, um…why were you at my door?"

"Oh. Yes. I came to check you out." That smile appeared again.

Robin blinked. Okay…huh.

"Raven would like to check you out as well. But I volunteered first." She said this with pride. And a little bit of possessiveness.

Robin, however, was completely confused. And a little flattered.

"Does it hurt?"

Huh? Robin mentally checked what exactly she could be referring to. Then he felt it. A dull pain in his left thigh. Oh yeah. Check him out. Ah. Check his leg out. Medically. Oh. His face fell a little bit, and the smile he didn't know he had been wearing thinned a little.

"Oh no!" Starfire gasped and jumped off of him. "Have I made it worse?" She yanked his leg up off the floor and brought it close to her face for inspection. Ah, there was a small drop of blood on the bandages. This was unacceptable. Robin must be in top fighting form. She looked at the leg once more and then nodded.

Robin saw the nod and became concerned. And rightly so, because in the next second Starfire had him up in her arms and was flying up towards Raven's room at breakneck speed, all while shouting out, "FRIEND RAVEN!"

They found Raven looking up from her book, her eyebrow arched at the scene before her. Robin gave a weak wave from his perch. This was so embarrassing.

"Hey, Raven."

She gave a curt nod in response, remembering that she must keep her emotions in check.

"You can let him down now, Starfire." Her tone remained as flat as ever.

Starfire's eyes glinted pure green for a second before she settled Robin in a nearby chair. He mumbled his thanks, and was relieved to see Raven's dark energy reaching toward his wound. It was cold, almost to the point of icy. But it worked, and his leg felt as good as new within minutes. He thanked Raven and jumped up on his leg, testing it out. He gave Raven one of his bright smiles, and turned to walk out with Starfire. Woah. If he didn't know better, he would say that Starfire was a little angry.

Starfire was angry. Not only did she not get to carry Robin around anymore, but he had smiled at Raven, and not at her.

"grrrr…" she grumbled, her hands automatically forming fists. Raven, sensing her emotions, glided away from Robin quickly. Robin, slightly oblivious when it came to girls, turned with the same bright smile.

"Thanks for coming to check on me, Star." His warm tone vibrated through her and she lost all anger.

"Of course, friend-Robin."

Raven stood in a mildly awkward silence as the two just stared at each other. She would never admit this out loud, but when Beast Boy bounced into her room, she was relieved.

"Hey Raven! Oh. Hey Robin. Starfire." When the two remain staring at each other, Beast Boy just went on. "Hey, um, there's a show on the discovery channel right now about-" But Raven never got to hear what the show was about because the city alarms began blaring trouble. The four raced down to the main room where Cyborg was already answering the call.

"Jump City Bank is being robbed. We gotta get down there now."

"Aw man. Again? What's that, the 4th time this week?!" Beast Boy shouted.

"Stop complaining." Raven lifted her hood to cover her eyes.

"Okay. Titans G-" Robin started.

"Um. Dude?"

"What is it, Beast Boy?!"

"Maybe you should get some pants that aren't completely ripped?"

Oh. Robin's cheeks grew hot. "Right."

He raced up to his room and changed in record time. Had he not been in such a hurry, he might have noticed that his window was slightly open. He might have noticed a small blinking light in the corner of his room as he turned the lights off. And he might have noticed a small reminder on the computer as he raced out the door about resetting the security system for the tower. But he didn't.

Okay. So, let me know what you think. Am I still staying somewhat in character? Any issues with this being less angst-y? Any suggestions or recommendations? All welcome.

Thanks for sticking with me. And I'll try to update more often. But please, remind me. It really does help. (Next chapter will have some Slade, I promise.)

-Victory.