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I walked through the maze of hallways, trying to find my way to the kitchen. I passed by door after door, all the same color and type. It was confusing, to say the least.

And after getting shot at yesterday, there was no way I was opening any doors.

"Friend Ghost? Why are you out here in the small hours of the morning?" Starfire's innocent voice rang down the hall.

"Trying to find some food. I spent enough time in there yesterday to know what it looks like, but I seem to have become lost."

"Oh, I am most sorry. I can help you find your way to the kitchen. And since you have passed the initiation, I shall prepare the Feast of Welcome! Let us go!"

I was about to say something, but Starfire grabbed my arm and took off flying down the hallway. I was dragged down two flights of stairs before I was able to pry her arm off of me. I could've teleported out of her grip, but I didn't want to teleport in an unfamiliar location and I would probably ended up lost again.

"Starfire, Starfire, slow down! I'm hungry, but if my arm gets ripped off, that's a bigger concern! We can just walk there." I rubbed my shoulder, glad it hadn't dislocated from the sudden jerk. "Actually, walking would probably help me remember more."

"But flying is glorious! It allows anyone to feel unbridled joy!"

I rubbed the back of my neck nervously. "Yeah, well, I'm not a person who likes to fly. B.A. Baracus likes flying more than me."

"How can you not like to fly? That is a terrible thing to say!" Starfire was upset, but I wasn't about to lie to her.

"It may be a terrible thing to say in your eyes, but would you rather I didn't tell you the truth?"

"No! The truth is most necessary."

"Well, you may not be able to handle the truth, but I'm gonna give it to you anyway. I don't like flying. I never have. I doubt I ever will. Please try not to grab me and take off like that anymore."

"I do not like that," Starfire said with downcast eyes, "but I will try to respect your wishes to the utmost of my abilities."

Not one to like seeing girls sad, I spoke again. "Don't worry about me. Just because I don't like flying doesn't mean other people don't. I bet Robin would love it if you grabbed him and took him flying. And I don't let him tell you no. He's going to love it, especially if you don't let him know what you're doing first. Take him on a flight around the city. I'm sure he'll enjoy it."

"Glorious idea! I shall do that as soon as I see him."

You do know that Robin's not going to like this little plan.

Yes, cricket, I'm aware of that, but he shouldn't have made me do that thing with the rubber chicken.

Point.

"This is the kitchen and it really is much better as you cleansed the growling mountain of dishes yesterday. And where did you go afterwards? We did not see you or friend Cyborg for quite some time after you finished."

My voice was stern. "I'd rather not talk about it. And I asked Cyborg not to talk about it either. It's not anything that concerns anyone outside of us."

"…I see," Starfire said, disappointment lacing her voice. "But if you ever want to talk, I will be overjoyed to listen."

"I hear ya Star, but don't count on it." I gave her a smile to try to lift her spirits, but it didn't work until we reached the kitchen.

Robin was sitting on a stool at the kitchen bar, drinking a cup of coffee and reading the paper. "Morning Starfire, Ghost," he greeted before going back to what he was doing.

I nudged Starfire. "Hey, don't you have something to do with Robin?"

Her eyes widened as she remembered. She flew over and grabbed Robin by the arms, and flew him out the window I had just opened. Robin was shouting protests and I was laughing. "Take him all around the city, Star," I called after her. "Don't come back until after lunch!"

I heard the clunking of titanium feet behind me long before Cyborg's hand clamped down on my shoulder. "You have a dangerous smile on your face. Tell me you didn't just do something evil."

I smiled wider. "I just convinced Starfire to kidnap Robin and take him on an impromptu flight around the city. I told not to come back till after lunch."

I turned around to see Cyborg staring at me wide-eyed and mouth agape. "…Dude…not even Beast Boy has done something that big before. That's one thing no one does, is mess with Robin like that."

I smirked. "Well, if no one messes with him, he's obviously long overdue."

"Yeah, that's a bad idea. And don't be surprised if Robin comes back and tries to kill you."

"It wouldn't be the first time someone tried to do that," I laughed as I poured myself a cup of coffee. Bringing it to my lips, I grimaced. "That is some weak-ass coffee."

Another wide-eyed look. "Are you kidding me? Robin made that stuff, and he got it from Batman, and that guy never sleeps. And you're saying that stuff is weak?"

"…Yeah. That's about the size of it."

"You're insane."

"Thank you. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to brew some real coffee."

After fixing coffee and watching Cyborg's eyes bug out when he tried a sip, I went down to the training room­­, and proceeded to work out.

"Don't tell me you're going to be a workaholic, 'train all day' type guy like Robin, are you?"

I stopped beating the punching bag into submission and looked over to see the green changeling of the team leaning his head in the half opened doorway. He pushed the door open all the way to have a bucket of blue paint empty on his head.

"No," I smirked, "I'm not."

Beast Boy wiped the paint away from his face, groaning. "Dude, I'm the prankster on the team, not you," he whined.

I shrugged, tossing him a towel. "You may be the prankster of the team, but that doesn't stop me from getting revenge on everybody for the initiation last night. I still can't believe the thing with the chicken was legal."

Beast Boy laughed. "Believe it dude. If it wasn't, Robin wouldn't have let us do it."

"Yeah, I got him back too."

Beast Boy immediately looked scared. "You didn't! That's a bad idea. He's not known for his sense of humor."

"Please, I'm being nice. All I did was convince Starfire to take him on a flying tour of the city, and not bring him back before lunch. And if he ends up enjoying himself, I get to mess with him again. It's a win-win situation."

"If you say so. But don't try messing with Raven. She doesn't take to pranks well. And by that she usually throws me off the side of the Tower whenever I do something to her."

"Good to know. And she really didn't do much except watch. There's not much reason to mess with her. You and Cyborg on the other hand…watching your back wouldn't be a bad idea."

Beast Boy shrugged and stepped forward a bit, looking for any other traps. "You want to go a few rounds?"

I did a few fake kung fu stances and ended in the Neo 'come here' stance before Beast Boy started laughing. "We are going to get along so well."

I stepped back into my normal fighting stance, a modified boxer's stance. "Come on, let's go. First to three falls."

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"STARFIRE!" Robin yelled over the whipping wind. "PUT ME DOWN!"

Starfire slowed and set down on roof. "I am only doing as friend Ghost suggested. He does not enjoy flying, but he believes that you would be more receptive."

"So you just grab me and take off without warning?" Robin asked, doing his best to calm down.

"Friend Ghost informed me that you would enjoy it more if you were unaware of my plan. Was he incorrect?"

Robin gritted his teeth and answered her. "No, not telling me was not a way to make me enjoy it more."

"But we should use the time to relax. You have been working to hard lately."

"No I haven't," Robin snapped back, more harshly than he intended.

Starfire looked shocked, but quickly recovered. "If you were not stressed, you would not be speaking to me so."

Robin sighed, regaining his composure. "…You're right. Maybe I have been working too hard. I shouldn't have snapped at you. I'm sorry."

Starfire smiled sweetly. "Do not worry, you are forgiven. But you do need to slacken upwards."

Robin held back a breath of laughter. "The phrase is 'loosen up', Star."

"Thank you, Robin. Now will you allow yourself to join me on a tour of the city?" she asked, pouting her lips ever so slightly, giving Robin puppy dog eyes.

"……I guess I can let Cyborg test Ghost for part of the day, but we need to go back right after lunch. Okay?"

Starfire wrapped Robin up in a tight hug, spinning around and floating up in the arm several feet. "Glorious! We shall continue as friend Ghost suggested, with a flight around the city."

Robin sighed. That wasn't really the way he had planned on spending the day, and the tabloids wrote enough about him and Starfire as it was. If they saw them flying around with him in her arms…that wasn't something he wanted to think about. "If that's what you really want, but let's try not to be seen. I don't like drawing too much unnecessary attention outside of crime fighting."

"Glorious!" Starfire grabbed Robin underneath his arms and took to the skies, smiling all the way.

--

I blocked Beast Boy's first punch, but barely. He was faster than he looked. But he was a Titan, so it wasn't really unexpected.

His second punch grazed my ear.

That was too close for comfort.

I grabbed his arm and punched him in the chest. He took it well, and spun out of my grip.

He flashed me a stupid grin and I smirked.

Beast Boy jumped forward and I held firm, confident that I could use it against him.

Then he turned into a gorilla.

…Dammit.

I teleported out of the way of his charge, now facing his back, just out of his reach. He turned into a snake striking at me blindingly fast, and coiling around my legs. I tried to kick him off but only succeeded in tripping myself.

THUD!

Beast Boy unwrapped himself from my legs and changed back into his normal, snickering self. "You should have seen your face! You were all like—WHOA—and stuff."

"Be careful, Beast Boy, your eloquence is showing," I deadpanned, thoroughly sarcastic.

The smallest sound of laughter came across the room. I looked over to see Raven watching us spar. "Are we having fun watching the new guy fall on his face?" I put my hand on my hips in a mock-aggravated stance.

"Yes." She brought her hand up to cover the smile she was wearing.

"No fair!" Beast Boy shouted. "Not fair at all! You've been here a day and you're already making her laugh? I've been trying for years! What's up with that?"

I pushed myself off the floor, groaning. "Stop complaining. You're up one fall to none."

"Alright, I'm winning. Let's keep going."

I smiled and motioned for him to attack me again. "Your move, greenie."

The changeling rushed me and I disappeared myself, running around behind him.

"Can't fight what you can't see," I said, my voice low.

He whipped around to where my voice had come from, hands on guard.

I teleported behind him and tapped him on the shoulder before teleporting back ten feet as he swung an arm around.

I teleported all around the room, popping in at random spots and calling his attention, confusing him well enough to have him let down his defense.

"This isn't funny!" he called out.

I appeared directly behind him. "Boo," I said as I grabbed him in a full nelson.

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I teleported Beast Boy fifteen times before releasing him twenty feet above the floor. I flickered down to the ground and watched him fall, breathing only slightly heavier than normal.

WHAM!!!!

Beast Boy hit the ground like a ton of bricks, bouncing slightly before settling down in pain, groaning.

"Good grief, man, that was kind of rough." I turned around to see Cyborg standing next to Raven; both of them watching us fight.

"Dammit, how did you know that we were sparring in here?"

"I was coming down here to train," Raven said.

"I was checking the security systems and saw you on the cameras," Cyborg answered.

"Ohhh, God that hurt," Beast Boy moaned as I turned my attention back to him. "Why do I hurt so much now?"

"When I teleport, as far as I can figure," I explained, "Everything gets ripped apart and put back together somewhere else. That's what I guess happens anyway. I really don't know how it works. But I do know that the strain put on the body sucks for anyone not used to it. I've been doing this since I was four, so it doesn't matter much to me. And whenever I take someone along, I take all of their strain, or as much as I can."

"There's no way that you took my strain," Beast Boy said, sitting up.

"Well, I was sparring you, so I didn't take it easy on you. If I have an advantage, I'm going to use it. And be glad I didn't 'give up' any of my strain. You probably wouldn't be moving if I had."

Beast Boy groaned again as he peeled himself off the floor and on his feet. "Just give me a second to get everything back together and we'll go again. Just don't do that again. It was worse then when Raven teleports us."

"And just what is wrong with my teleportation?" Raven growled as her head snapped to attention.

Beast Boy put his hands up in a defensive motion. "There's nothing wrong with it! I swear! It's just…it's all cold and dead and creepy. But his," he jerked his thumb at me, "his hurts and is just…something else."

"So why's mine automatically worse?" I questioned.

"Well…it's not really worse as it is different. And the one that causes me pain is automatically worse, so…yeah. And Raven never tried to knock me out with it."

--

Robin motioned for Starfire to set down in the more wooded area of the park, as so that they wouldn't be seen.

"That was most enjoyable, do you not think so, friend Robin?"

Robin looked at the Tamaranian princess and smiled. "Definitely better then when you give me a lift in the middle of a battle."

Starfire giggled softly and smiled, in her trademark method that lifts the spirits of all those around her. "What do you wish to do now that we have finished the joys of flight?"

"Well, you did pull me away before I got a chance to get breakfast, so food sounds like a good idea."

Starfire hovered a few feet off the ground, offering her hand to Robin. He shook his head, saying, "Let's just walk there. Flying's fine, but walking can be just as good or better sometimes."

"…Glorious!" Starfire set back down, "So walk we shall."

They walked through the woods in silence for several minutes before Robin spoke.

"What do you think of Ghost?"

Starfire didn't answer immediately, much to the surprise of the Boy Wonder. "…I believe that he will make a fine addition to the team, even if he is somewhat crude at times."

"He really does need to work on keeping the cursing to a minimum, doesn't he?" Robin snorted out a small laugh. "It's not like it's unexpected, considering how he was raised."

"What do you mean, friend Robin?"

He paused a moment, "Well, when I was younger I was in a position to talk with roadies, and they all had some of the foulest mouths I've ever heard."

"…I have not heard you ever speak so openly about your past before," Starfire said softly.

"It's not something that I like to discuss. And if anyone knows too much, they might be in danger. That's something I don't want to happen."

Starfire placed her hand reassuringly on Robin's shoulder. "I shall respect your wishes and not delve further, but it you ever need someone to speak with, I shall be present."

A beat.

"That really means a lot to me, Star."

BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP!

Robin pulled his communicator out of its holster and it opened with a Star Trek sound. "Robin here."

Cyborg's face appeared on the screen. "Hey man, Beast Boy and Ghost are in here sparring and they're both doing really well."

"Beast Boy and Ghost? No offense meant to either of them, but they don't seem like the types to train on their own, much less spar each other."

"Not my place to question, and didn't Beast Boy do this same thing with you the other day?"

Robin let a smile crack his face. "Yeah, I guess he did. So they're both doing well?"

"Yeah, they seem about evenly matched. Ghost doesn't look like he's ever had real professional training, but he's making up for that with quick thinking and just a bunch of weird stuff that is completely unexpected. And Beast Boy's fighting a lot better than I've seen in a while."

"Maybe Star and I should come back now."

Cyborg's face split into a wide grin. "Now I don't want to do anything that will cut short your time together."

Robin's face quickly shifted to steel. "What was that?"

"Never mind. Stay if you want, come back if you want, but we have things covered back here. Don't worry."

"Fine. Robin out." He closed the communicator and looked at Starfire. "Well, what do you want to do?"

"I do not understand. What do you mean?" Starfire had a puzzled look on her face.

"I'm leaving it up to you. What do you want to do: go back to the Tower and watch Keith, or stay out here?"

Starfire didn't speak for a moment. Robin was expecting a quick answer, as the princess always seemed to always go with her first instinct. And her first instinct was almost always right.

"I wish to go back to the Tower. While I would enjoy expending time with you in the urban environment, it is important to make sure that friend Ghost works well with all the team. And he is quite humorous at times."

"Back to the Tower it is then."

--

Beast Boy and I circled each other in our fighting stances, more defensive than we had been and more cautious than we had to be. We moved closer, taking jabs and blocking them easily.

"Come on guys," Cyborg coached from the sidelines. "This is getting boring! Make a move!"

Raven stood by his side, silent and unmoving. "………………um, go?"

Beast Boy moved in closer, edging to the outside while I did the same.

JAB-JAB-CROSS!

BLOCK-BLOCK-COUNTER!

I grabbed Beast Boy's arm and tried to throw him to the ground by kicking out his leg.

He went with my throw, flipping me off him by using my weight.

I righted myself and landed in a sliding crouch. I dashed in and threw a few punches at Beast Boy's head, more of a distraction than an actual attempt to hit him.

Beast Boy was on his feet and quickly transformed to a wolf. He leapt at me, and I teleported away quickly.

He leapt at me five more times and I teleported away five more times.

He leapt at me and I prepared to teleport away once again, but he disappeared in midair.

Almost disappeared.

Beast Boy had actually turned into a fly and landed on my head. He transformed into a tiger and I crumpled to the ground, the large green mammal on my back.

"Beast Boy's up two to one over Ghost," Cyborg called from the sideline as the tiger became an elf once again. "Come on Ghost!"

"What?!" Beast Boy protested. "You're supposed to have my back, dude! It ain't cool to have your best friend root against you!"

Cyborg called back, "I root for the underdog. Usually, that's you. But now we got the new guy fighting an experienced Titan. I'm going to root for Ghost."

Beast Boy looked a little disgruntled. "…………………whatever."

"So just because I'm the new guy, that means I'm automatically the weakest here? That about right?" I asked defensively.

Cyborg raised his hands in a 'don't hurt me' fashion. "Hey, don't take it the wrong way. I just meant that Beast Boy is an experienced fighter who has worked with us for several years and the Doom Patrol before us. Have you ever been on a team like that?"

I frowned, knowing exactly where he was going with this. "………no."

"That's my point. Beast Boy has experience. That kinda makes you the underdog."

"Yeah, well, that's the thing I just asked you," I shot back. "I'm the new guy on the team so I'm the weakest. And you just confirmed it."

Cyborg opened his mouth but closed it when he realized I was right. "He's got you there," Raven said.

"Whatever," I grumbled, slightly bitter. "Let's just do this. It's two to one."

Beast Boy shrugged and dropped back in fighting stance. I tensed up and inched towards the shape shifter.

I was five feet away when Beast Boy became a grizzly bear and swiped at me. I teleported onto his back and punched him in the back of head.

Note to self: Don't punch grizzlies in the back of the head. It just makes them mad.

Indeed, Beast Boy roared and tried to pull me off his back. I maneuvered around his claws and I felt Beast Boy's flesh start to shift and I was quickly surrounded by a giant anaconda.

All the air in my lungs was quickly being squeezed out and I had to teleport out quickly.

I was across the room but the giant green snake crossed the distance before I had a chance to catch my breath.

I teleported across the room again, only to be faced with the serpent a second later. I repeated the action twice more with the same result.

I turned invisible in an effort to get my wind back and try to formulate a plan. I got about ten seconds before Beast Boy figured out where I was.

I flickered to just behind Beast Boy's snake head and punched him in the eye. I dropped down quickly and Beast Boy turned back into an elf, clutching his eye.

I teleported in close to him while he was occupied by the pain, and drove an uppercut deep into his gut. I hit him with my forearm on the back of his neck, making him fall to the ground.

I stepped back and looked over at Raven and Cyborg. "Am I still the underdog?" I asked with a smirk.

"You still have another round to go," Raven said.

"And you still don't have as much experience as Beast Boy," Cyborg added.

"Yeah well, the gloves are off now," Beast Boy said and my head turned back to face him.

A light bulb went off in my head and I smiled evilly.

Are you thinking what I think you're thinking?

Cricket, you know exactly what I'm thinking; you're in my head.

Nice idea.

"Hey greenie, this is anything goes, right?" I asked Beast Boy.

He thought for a moment then answered. "I want you to stay away from nut shots, but more or less, yeah."

"Great. Ready to go?" Beast Boy took a deep breath and nodded.

We fell back in our stances once again and I was relaxed this time. I didn't edge in and I was smiling devilishly.

Beast Boy noticed my look and he edged back.

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I teleported twice and was three feet away from Beast Boy……………holding his uniform in my hand.

"Dude, what the hell?!?!" Beast Boy looked down at his naked body and quickly covered himself with his hands.

"You said the gloves are off. I took that to heart." I took advantage of his unbalanced and shaking body by pushing him to the floor.

"And that is your third fall. I win. And here are your clothes. I suggest putting them back on."

I walked over to Cyborg and Raven, the former was on the floor laughing hysterically and the latter was trying her hardest not to laugh, and not succeeding.

"Hahahahehehe—that was one—hahehe—of the—hoheheh—funniest things ever!" Cyborg gasped out before collapsing into laughter again.

"That really was funny," Raven said, composing herself much better than her metal teammate had.

"So not cool!" Beast Boy yelled as he ducked behind a stack of weights to pull his jumpsuit back on.

"You agreed anything goes," I reasoned.

"But—Dude, come on!" Beast Boy emerged from behind the weights………his jumpsuit on backwards.

"You may want to check your uniform again. There seems to be something wrong," I said, my voice even.

The green changeling jumped back behind the weights to change his uniform and we all laughed again. Well, Cyborg and I did. Raven just smiled, but I was told that was better than most people ever got.

"That was a good spar though, I'm actually feeling that. Course I don't usually have to teleport this much with another person in such a little span of time. Kinda wears on the body. Don't you think so?"

Raven looked at me, her face deadpan once again. "As Beast Boy mentioned earlier, my teleportation is different than yours. The worse part about my methods is the coldness and a slight tingling sensation."

"Well that's not so bad. I rip myself apart and that's just not pleasant."

--

Starfire set down on the roof of the Tower, a smile quite apparent on her face. She reluctantly placed Robin on the ground, drifting back a few feet to give him his space.

"Let's go see what Ghost is doing," Robin said. "He should still be in the gym with Cyborg and the others."

"Yes, let us go see his progression," Starfire said as she floated into the waiting elevator.

The two stood in a comfortable silence as the elevator descended.

DING!

The elevator doors opened to show a sweaty Ghost, disgruntled Beast Boy, chuckling Cyborg and an expressionless Raven.

"Should I ask what happened here?" Robin asked.

"Yeah," I spoke for the group. "Me and greenie were having a nice friendly spar, and those two decided to come watch. Didn't even ask if it was a private session, just barged right in the middle of matches when we were distracted. It was rather rude and I was slightly offended by it." I paused, gauging everyone's reactions. "I really hope you guys get used to my sense of humor soon, or this isn't going to be anywhere near as much fun."

"So who won the spar?" Robin inquired.

"Yes! You must inform us of the victor," Starfire said, clasping her hands in anticipation.

"It was a friendly spar, so no one really won, but it ended three to two in my favor," I shrugged.

"Yeah, well, you only got that last one because of a dirty trick," Beast Boy grumbled.

"If have an advantage, I'm going to use it. I can't make that clear enough."

Robin raised a side of his eyemask. "What kind of dirty trick did he use? And I don't need a demonstration."

I snapped my fingers. "Darn! And I was thinking I was going to have more fun."

Beast Boy shot me a glare. "He teleported over, grabbed me, and then teleported off with my uniform, leaving me behind! Completely naked!"

I shrugged. "Not my fault you don't wear boxers or something underneath your uniform."

Beast Boy turned a shade of red, a strange sight against his green skin. "Yeah, well…they ride up if I do wear something like that."

"More information than I needed there greenie," I commented. "And on that note, I'm going to go take a shower." Before anyone could argue, I walked off towards the locker room.

"His fighting style is certainly interesting," Raven said, moving to Robin's side. "Unorthodox to be certain, and he needs to be trained further, but you were right when you said that he has the makings of a good fighter."

"High praise, coming from you," Robin stated.

"And you inviting him to be on the team wasn't?" Before Robin could answer, she walked away, going over to Cyborg.

--

The warm water ran down my body as I massaged my muscles, trying to reduce the amount of soreness I was bound to feel. I knew there wasn't any way to avoid it altogether, especially after being beat around by bears and snakes and whatnot.

And even though I didn't show it during the fight, that much teleporting took more out of me than I had thought it would. I didn't usually have to do it that much, and taking someone with me drained me than usually. It didn't help that I had lied either. I had taken about half the strain of the teleportation string from Beast Boy, but I didn't want to tell him that.

After a few more minutes I turned the water off and made my way over to where I had dropped my clothes. But I caught I glimpse of myself in the full body mirror and I had to laugh.

I always laughed when I was in this situation. Given the fact that I had been doing manual labor everyday since I was twelve, I had gotten quite muscular. Not big and bulky like Cyborg or someone who worked at getting strong, just toned and muscular.

Also due to the fact that while I worked, I usually did so without a shirt, the top half of me had taken on a deep tan. However, I wore almost nothing but jeans and my biker boots, the bottom half of me was stark white. A funny sight if there ever was one.

I reached down for my clothes when I realized something. "Dammit," I muttered and walked the door of the locker.

Raven redded slightly when she saw me and turned around. Everyone except Starfire covered their eyes and groaned. I looked down to see what they were reacting to and realized I didn't have any clothes on.

"Sorry guys, but I don't know where you keep the towels in there and my clothes are all sweaty and nasty so I have to go to my room to grab some clean ones."

"Couldn't you teleport?" Cyborg asked, still shielding his eyes. "And cover up man!"

I turned the bottom half of me invisible. "I could teleport if I had to, but I still don't know the layout of the building that well and I don't want to end up in a wall or something. So I walk."

"I still do not understand Earth and its preoccupation with making sure people are covered," Starfire said innocently.

I raised an eyebrow and Robin explained. "On Tamaran, not only are they more open about their feelings, nudity's not such a big deal either."

"Yeah, I'll never forget the time she hopped in the shower with you Robin," Beast Boy chuckled. "You couldn't look at her without blushing for weeks!"

"One time I fell asleep and I woke up duct taped to the side of a building completely naked. Not a big deal after that," I shrugged. "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to go get dressed, provided I don't get lost on the way to my room."

"Hold on a moment." Raven was back to normal and walking over to me. She placed a hand on my shoulder and I was suddenly surrounded by a complete blackness, chilling me to the bone and sucking the feeling from my body. A moment later Raven and I were standing in my room.

I shook my head, getting rid of the unpleasant feeling. "Beast Boy wasn't kidding when he said that sucked."

"I only did that because I didn't want a naked person wandering around the Tower," Raven said. "Don't take it any other way." And she teleported away.

"Weird chick," I mumbled and went off in search of a towel and clean clothes.

--

An hour later I plopped down on the couch between Beast Boy and Cyborg, a large sandwich in my hands. I watched silently as the other two played a game of Street Fighter.

"Argh!" Beast Boy moaned after losing for the fifth time in a row.

"You can't beat the master!" Cyborg gloated.

"Mind if I try?" I asked.

"Unfair!" Beast Boy crowed and I took the abandoned controller from him.

As Cyborg attacked, I had my character block most every one of his assaults, only taking slight damage.

"Aren't you going to attack sometime soon?" Cyborg asked angrily, his face red with frustration.

"I want to wait for the right time to go," I said plainly.

"Come on, fight back!" Cyborg barked.

"There it is!" I exclaimed, hit a complex button combination and Cyborg's character's health decreased by half.

Ten minutes later-

"There is no way I lost to you!" Cyborg crowed. "It's just not possible!"

I placed a hand on his shoulder in a hope of consoling him. "It's not so bad man, I've had a lot of time to practice."

"Yeah! Cyborg has fallen!" Beast Boy cried out in joy.

"What do you mean?" the metal teen asked, collecting himself.

"Well, before I was allowed to work the shows I was touring with, I played a lot of video games and watched a lot of movies. And I still do it a lot when we aren't working. But really, I'm really only this good with fighters and racers. Other games, not so much."

"Fine, rematch!" Cyborg swept over to the Gamestation and put in another game.

Twenty minutes later Cyborg was cheering because he once again the King of Video Games.

--

"Now we're going to test some of your physical limits," Robin said, clipboard in hand. "Climb the rope."

I smiled and grabbed the rope. "Start the timer."

I hand over handed my way up the rope, not bothering to wrap my legs around it. I rang the bell at the top after ten seconds and teleported back down.

"That was quick," Robin said.

"Yeah, well, I've been climbing a lot. And climbing ropes is pretty easy. I'm used to climbing oily, greased, motor chains. And I climb around the stages all the time. Not a big deal for me."

Robin stared at me for a moment. Or he could have been glaring. I wasn't sure with the eyemask.

"Do you ever take that thing off?" I asked, pointing to the black strip of fabric.

"No." His answer was definite and final, signaling the end of the conversation.

"Really? That seems kind of stupid to me." I noticed Robin wanted the subject dropped, but I didn't care. "And how the hell does it stay on? It's just hanging up there, defying gravity, giving the finger to the law of physics; it's kinda weird."

"It's a trade secret, now drop it."

"No problem, boss man."

Robin's eyemask twitched. "Don't call me 'boss man'."

"Well if the rumors are true, I guess I could call you 'Batman's fu—"

Robin held up a hand and cut me off. "Boss man is fine."

"So what next, boss man?"

"Endurance." I followed the Boy Wonder into another room, one with a large pool of water, and I gulped.

"I want you to swim as many laps as you can, full gear on."

I laughed sheepishly and rubbed the back of my neck. "I can answer you that right now."

"Really?" Robin was skeptical.

"None. Zero. Nada. Can't swim."

"……………Are you serious?"

"Yeah. Never learned how. Being on the road did that to me. Little strange if you think about it. I've been climbing stages since I was four, riding a motorcycle since I was twelve, and defying natural laws of physics almost all my life, but I never learned how to swim."

"This is not going to be fun," Robin said, shaking his head.

--

I sat on my bed in my new room at the Tower, staring at the phone that lay on the table in front of me.

"Okay Keith, you can do this. Just pick up the phone and call her. Don't say anything stupid, just apologize." I reached out a hand hesitantly but snatched it back quickly.

"Come on, nothing to be scared of. Just a pink haired bad luck mistress who could hex me into next week…………I am really bad at psyching myself up."

"Yo, Ghost, dinner's ready! Come and get it!" Cyborg called from outside my room.

"Yeah, I'm not hungry right now, I'll get something later!" I yelled back.

A moment of silence.

swish

"That's complete crap and I know it!" Cyborg proclaimed, barging into my room.

"You know you should be more careful about coming into other people's rooms unannounced. I could have been in here looking at porn or something like that."

Cyborg ignored my comment and continued. "You're always hungry and I doubt you've ever passed up food. So what are you really doing?"

"Trying to summon the balls necessary to call Jenny and find out if she ever wants to speak to me again."

Cyborg sucked air through his teeth. "You may want to face her in person. Over the phone isn't always good with her, and talking face to face shows more effort." He paused. "On the other hand, face to face also means if she wants to hurt you she won't have to track you down."

"On the other hand, I have different fingerprints." I sighed. "But you're right. Talking face to face probably would be better. Harder to lie that way."

Cyborg put a hand on my shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry man. I worked and lived with her for a few weeks. So I know that if she's going to forgive you, she probably has done so already. If not, you've earned a mortal enemy," he laughed.

"Thank you. That last comment made me feel oh so much better."

"Just trying to help," he smirked.

"I'll see you later, provided Jenny doesn't kill me."

--

I stood outside the door to Jenny's apartment, scared out of my wits. I knocked on the door before the knocking of my knees alerted her to my presence.

Hardly a moment passed before the pink haired beauty opened the portal to her apartment. "What are you doing here?" she asked, a bite to her voice.

I winced. "I'm here to apologize for last night."

"Really? What for?" She placed her hand on her hip and I could definitely see why Baran said to stay on her good side.

"I'm not exactly certain about what I did, but I know I did something. You started complaining about how you always seemed to fall for the good guy, and then I tried to say something to make you feel better, and you hexed me through a window. And then you did the same to Cyborg."

"You should have told me you were becoming a Titan. Given me time to prepare myself for the shock."

"Why?" I was confused.

"When I was with the H.I.V.E., the Titans were our biggest enemies. And even though I've gone straight now, they still gave me hell for three years of my life! Forgive me for holding a grudge."

"Well I'm sorry, but that was the first time I saw you since I joined up. And it wasn't like I tried out or anything, some guys were robbing the bank, and I stopped them. I would have been gone before anyone showed up, but I got shot."

"Who shot you? I'll hex them into next week."

"Don't worry about me getting shot, Raven fixed me up pretty good. Didn't even leave any scarring. And the guy is in police custody now, so don't worry about it."

"But see, this is why you shouldn't be a Titan. You don't need people shooting at you," Jenny argued.

"Says the former terrorist," I countered.

"Key word there is former terrorist," she rebuked. "I don't want the first guy I've liked in a long time to get shot up if he doesn't need to."

"Well what do you want me to do? I don't have a lot of training in a lot of different things. I can be a stagehand, which means I'm going to be on the road almost all the time. Or I can use my powers. And I'm not going to be a bad guy, so that leaves being a hero. And the Titans are the closest team, and I have a feeling being a solo hero wouldn't ease your nerves anymore than being on a team. Have I addressed all your concerns yet?" I put on a smile, trying to placate her.

"No, I'll think of something later. Now go away and let me stew." A dainty hand pushed me back.

"Am I going to be forgiven for whatever it is I did?"

"Probably. Not right now, but probably later on. Now get out." A small pink hex bolt forced me back a few steps, and the door slammed in my face.

I smiled, teleported inside, and planted a quick peck on Jenny's cheek. "I'm a teleporter. Door's don't stop me." I teleported off before she could say anything or take a swipe at me.

"Rrgrh." Jenny stomped her foot and the lights in the apartment flickered. "What the hell have I gotten myself into?" Her hand floated to the spot on her cheek where I had stolen a kiss. "And why can't I bring myself to hex him to bits?"

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